A few days had passed since that celebration banquet, and Jiang Wen's life had returned to normal.
Jingxu Temple opened its doors again to welcome pilgrims, and there were even more people than usual. After experiencing a series of events, Jingxu Temple's reputation had spread throughout the country.
Everyone knew that there was a Taoist temple called Jingxu Temple in Jiangcheng, and the female Taoists inside were all beautiful as flowers. Moreover, Jingxu Temple was located in a good place, and burning incense and worshiping gods there always had a magical effect.
Because of this, Jingxu Temple's pilgrims came in an endless stream, even more so than some well-known tourist attractions.
This forced Jiang Wen to set up a formation to appease the people and make the pilgrims abide by order, which alleviated the matter. After all, for him, this was both painful and joyful.
His incense value soared, and even his merit points increased somewhat.
A few days later, an old farmer came to the Taoist temple, saying that he wanted to ask Jiang Wen to pray for rain. This matter surprised him, so he asked about the situation.
It turned out that it had not rained in the south for several months, and the water in the reservoirs and fields had dried up. If it didn't rain again, farming would be troublesome, and fish farmers would lose a lot of money.
Although the government had opened up water diversion, the drought affected a large area, and that water was only enough for the cities in the south. Moreover, there were no clouds in the sky, making it difficult to create artificial rain.
The old farmer had no other choice but to watch the cracks in his fields grow larger day by day. Later, he saw news about Jingxu Temple on short videos and felt that this place was effective. So, he specially bought a train ticket to come, just to ask the Taoists of Jingxu Temple to perform a rain-seeking ritual.
Never mind whether it was effective or superstitious. In the old farmer's view, this was all a token of sincerity. Maybe it would rain after the Taoist priests performed the ritual?
In any case, people's sincerity was as genuine as ever.
Jiang Wen hesitated for a while after hearing this, but still agreed to the old farmer's request. There was nothing else to do, mainly because he felt that life in the south was indeed difficult. It was easy for him to summon a rain now, and it wouldn't take much mana.
So, he invited the old farmer to stay in the temple for a day, and the next day he went to the south with the old farmer.
He brought Bai Jing with him when he left, as she kept clamoring that she had never gone out to play. Jiang Wen couldn't stand her fuss, so he decided to bring her along.
Shen Yueshu also followed along. She made the decision as soon as she heard that Jiang Wen was going to perform a ritual. She wouldn't miss this kind of fun thing, and just wanted to see how this ritual was done.
The old farmer originally wanted to take the train back, but Shen Yueshu was wealthy and generously booked plane tickets for everyone. They were all upgraded to business class, which was also comfortable to sit in.
Jiang Wen didn't care. For him, flying on a plane was not as fast as flying himself. However, the old farmer was flying for the first time and found everything fresh.
The group boarded the plane and headed south, arriving in Nan Province in less than half a day.
As soon as they got off the plane, a wave of heat hit them, and the whole world seemed like an oven. Ordinary people would be covered in sweat after staying for a while.
"It's so hot, it's so hot." Shen Yueshu waved her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She had thought that Nan Province would be very hot, but she didn't expect it to be so hot.
No wonder there was a shortage of water in the fields. If it didn't rain for several months like this, even more water would evaporate.
Jiang Wen, who was standing aside, was not afraid. He now had the universe within him. The changes of the seasons had no effect on him, and he would be fine even if he sat directly in a stove. Perhaps he would only be injured if he got close to the surface of the sun.
However, he had the Fire Pearl, so he might not be unable to go to the sun.
Shen Yueshu looked at Jiang Wen without any sweat and curiously moved closer. She felt a chill coming over her, giving her a comfortable feeling like drinking ice water.
She cheekily moved closer to Jiang Wen, and the heat of Nan Province didn't seem so bad anymore.
"Can you pay attention to the distance?" Jiang Wen was bothered by Shen Yueshu's clinging action and wanted to push her aside.
Who knew that Shen Yueshu wouldn't let go and looked at him with a smile: "I won't! I'm afraid of the heat! It's more comfortable to stay by your side."
"Who told you to be full and have nothing to do? You didn't stay in Jiangcheng, but insisted on running here with me," Jiang Wen said.
"Who knew it would be so hot!" Shen Yueshu was a little aggrieved and looked at Jiang Wen expectantly. "I was just curious, and there was nothing to do. So, I came to watch the fun. But why are you so comfortable? It's like you have air conditioning."
"...Cultivating Taoism deeply naturally makes you immune to cold and heat," Jiang Wen sighed, then took out a round pearl from his arms and handed it to Shen Yueshu.
Following the old farmer out of the airport, the group headed towards the outskirts of the city.
The scenery along the way was continuous, all looking like after a severe drought. The land was cracked, and the rivers were dry. Even the once torrential rivers were left with only a trickle.
The old farmer said that today's drought was unusual, and experts said it was a once-in-a-century event. Facing this kind of drought, the government didn't have any good solutions.
Jiang Wen sat aside listening, while Bai Jing was holding his arm and falling asleep.
Hearing the old farmer's words, Jiang Wen felt that this drought might be related to the interconnection of the two realms. After all, even in the past, it would rain once or twice every few months during a drought, and it was impossible for there to be no water even in the big rivers.
When they arrived at the old farmer's residence, it was a small town.
There were not many people in the town, and many of them were elderly.
Nan Province was full of mountains, and it was not easy to develop. There were not many resources here, so the economy was not as good as the coastal and plain areas. They could only develop some tourism and earn some small money.
The young people in the town went out to work, and most of those who stayed were civil servants. Outside the town were large fields and orchards, but unfortunately, they were all withered due to the drought.
Following the old farmer to his home, it was still a village in the town. Although the house had been renovated, the pond and mud road still existed.
The old farmer's family warmly welcomed the three of them and brought out local specialty tea.
Jiang Wen and the two women sat down and rested for a while, and then the village chief of the village hurried over.
"Thank you, Taoist priest, for coming so far. I welcome you on behalf of the folks in Zhao Village." The village chief was an old man with white hair. He also supported the matter of inviting the Taoist priest, so he was very enthusiastic.
After communicating with the old village chief, the group set the time for the ritual.
The old village chief arranged accommodation for Jiang Wen, and the group settled down.
At night, Jiang Wen lay on the bed and meditated quietly. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes like light and electricity, looking outside the room.
"There are actually demons appearing here, how interesting."
In the next moment, Jiang Wen had already come outside the room. He stood in mid-air, overlooking the entire town.
