The name of Jingxin was followed by "Dazhi", which was at least several decades apart.

Xuantian Sect, as a chaotic force, has always wanted to do subversive things.

Zhao Xing heard about them during the 'Dazhi' period of Emperor Jing's reign. It fell silent during Emperor Wu's period, but became active again at the end, and flourished in the revived version.

The reason why I am so impressed by them is because this chaotic force likes to cause trouble too much, and is unfriendly to farm players who like stability.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Xing gave up thinking and decided to put it aside.

He doesn't have a task panel now, only a personal panel. In his lifetime, he would participate in any task and get some benefits.

But now, he is just a little ant, and he has no resurrection function. For Zhao Xing in this life, as long as it does not hinder his ability to farm and live forever, he will not join in the fun.

"It's better not to inquire about social affairs. As long as it doesn't get me involved, it doesn't matter what the Xuantian Sect or the Xuandi Sect is."

After receiving the official approval, saying goodbye to Pang Fei, Zhao Xing went straight to the temple.

He didn't even want to pay homage to Uncle Donghu, so as not to leave him to practice martial arts on his own and go directly to the Caoxi True Monarch Hall.

The master of ceremonies guarding the palace was also a little surprised when he saw Zhao Xing. How long had it been, why was he here again?

"There's nothing wrong with the paperwork, let's go in."

"Thank you."

Zhao Xing quickly entered the hall and sat cross-legged on the futon. At this time, there were still seven or eight people in the hall, from different professions. However, no one made a sound and just closed their eyes quietly to receive the Dharma.

The moment Zhao Xing closed his eyes, he felt a golden light flash before his eyes, and the next moment he felt like he was on a grassland.

The difference in the scene of the transmission also means that the spells learned are different. Zhao Xing was not sure which scene this was. He just prayed silently in his heart: "I want to make rain, I want to make rain, Zhenjun, please don't do it."

Wrong, please..."

As if he heard Zhao Xing's prayer, a dark cloud soon began to appear over the grassland.

"Boom!"

Lightning and thunder.

Pattering~

A chill surrounded Zhao Xing, and soon raindrops fell on him, and they seemed to fall directly on his mind.

"Wow~"

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The three spells of moving clouds, making thunder, and spreading rain were cast in sequence, in a repetitive cycle, constantly unfolding in Zhao Xing's mind.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhao Xing opened his eyes, and there was a piece of magic knowledge in his mind: [Building Rain]

[Rain: Elementary Spell]

【Progress:(0/9999)】

[Effect: Accurately control rainfall.]

Zhao Xing bowed his hands towards Zhenjun and silently exited the hall.

The master of ceremonies guarding the temple glanced at Zhao Xing's leaving figure and muttered in his heart: "It's weird. This person prayed for rain, and then he really understood the rain. The true king actually responded to this person's request?"

[Buy Rain] The spell was obtained, and Zhao Xing was in a good mood.

What kind of farmer is a farmer who can’t rain?

"The key to spreading rain is 'cloth', which can accurately control the amount of rain. If you switch to another profession, how much it rains depends entirely on God's will."

Some professions can also make it rain, but the spell effects and names are different, and they are not as useful as farmers.

For example, the temple master I just met has a spell called [Requesting Rain], but it is difficult to control the specific amount of rain. To do this, you must [open an altar] and prepare sacrifices. No matter how simplified it is, at least

You should prepare some yellow paper to take with you.

"Teacher, I have newly learned [Building Rain], please give me some advice." After learning the spell, I couldn't wait to return to the Huailiu Courtyard of the Agricultural Supervisor.

Xue Wenzhong, the old sinong man, smiled and said: "You are lucky. Whatever you think of, you will get it. The four laws of heaven, timing, and time are all alive now."

Of course I am lucky. I have inherited part of Dali's luck and have already made it to the second level. How many people in the whole Gucheng have the second chance? I am afraid it is only possible except for the county magistrates and the chief officials of various institutions.

"There are no tricks in the method of spreading rain. It's just a matter of practice. You can move the clouds, make the wind, thunder, and spread the rain in sequence. By carefully controlling the spells, you can naturally control the amount of rain."

"The only thing that needs to be considered is the influence of the outside world." Xue Wenzhong explained: "For example, Huailiu Courtyard has always been in the beginning of spring, with sufficient water vapor. If you use [Rain], the final rainfall may be more than you expected."

"If you go to the eastern suburbs, where the climate is dry, and you use rain distribution, the rainfall may be less than you expected."

Of course Zhao Xing knows this, he even knows it better than Xue Wenzhong. Because in the previous life, Sinong players faced a worse environment during the Era of Natural Disasters, and they were often cheated... It makes me cry just talking about it.

For this reason, Zhao Xing has summarized a set of 'influence factor' formulas, which can maintain extremely small errors in the 'Tide of Vitality' version, which is said to be the least friendly to Sinong players.

I just don’t know if it still works now, since I’m not a player anymore.

The next step is training.

Zhao Xing practices [Rain Distribution] in the courtyard.

When the spell was cast for the first time, Xue Wenzhong stood beside him to give guidance.

The third time, Xue Wenzhong stood on the steps.

On the tenth time, old Sinong sat on the bench.

After that...Xue Wenzhong just closed his eyes and rested on the recliner.

Because Zhao Xing didn't need to be taught at all, he had never seen anyone understand so quickly.

"If I don't serve as a farmer, I will be struck by lightning." After the practice, Xue Wenzhong sighed from the bottom of his heart.

However, the main words are encouragement: "You, Bu Yu, still have many shortcomings. The environment is a kind of interference, but it can also be a kind of assistance."

"Can't we use that small puddle in the corner to save your energy? Why do you rush to fight against it every time?"

Zhao Xing opened his mouth, wanting to explain something, but couldn't.

You can't say that the environment will be so bad that it will be difficult to borrow in the future, right? It would be good if you can maintain confrontation. In my current state, it is too early to say this.

"That's what you taught me."

There was still half an hour to practice other spells, but suddenly a servant came to Xue Wenzhong and hurriedly said something.

Although Xue Wenzhong's expression did not change, his words revealed a sense of uneasiness: "That's it for today's additional training. I may not have time tomorrow, so you can practice on your own."

After saying that, Xue Wenzhong followed the servant and left.

What happened?

Zhao Xing was a little puzzled.

But they didn't say anything, and it was hard for him to ask.

After returning home that day, Zhao Xing lay in bed unable to sleep, always feeling a little uneasy.

He originally didn't want to explore, but the old Si Nong was one of the keys to his permanent job. If something happened, the other Si Nong might not be willing to recommend him.

"I still have to go find out tomorrow. If something unexpected happens, I'd better make plans early." After making up his mind, Zhao Xing posted two more talismans and entered the Dream Academy to take a look. He found that there was still no movement in the clouds and mist, so he exited.

Come and sleep peacefully.

Unexpectedly, I heard bad news early the next day.
Chapter completed!