Now I Beseech Heaven Above

Fang Zelin walked along the road and stepped onto the altar.

Incense has been placed in the censer on the altar, and candles have been lit beside it.

Fang Zelin walked a few steps to the altar, calmed his mind slightly, and then began to perform Blessing Technique while reciting the prayer in his hand.

"Your disciple, Fang Zelin, now reports to Heaven."

Fang Zelin is no longer the same as before; he now knows that cultivators can indeed claim the title of "Disciple of Heaven."

"Looking at the dynasties of the world, which have lasted for ten thousand years, they have always been divided and united, and united and divided again; the fate of a nation is thus predetermined."

"A nation's reign may not last a hundred years; even a hundred years is like a fleeting moment. My brother, who protected the Way, has passed away many times."

"I pray to Heaven for one person, for his generosity and pure nature, and hope that blessings will descend upon the Jade Capital."

As Fang Zelin recited the prayer, he used the Supreme Sensitivity to sense the existence of the Heavenly Dao.

The Daoist priests standing behind them were holding their breath slightly.

If this matter succeeds, the mortal realm will last for seven or eight hundred years, and the Human Race will be able to prosper.

Thus, Daoist Sect were also able to cultivate themselves.

However, praying for blessings is not an easy task. The most difficult part is whether one can truly receive blessings from Heaven.

If even Heaven doesn't hear it, how can it possibly bestow blessings?

After Fang Zelin finished reciting his prayer, the Daoist priests still couldn't sense the slightest trace of the Heavenly Dao.

A sense of disappointment welled up inside me.

It seems this prayer for blessings has failed again.

Although I had been prepared beforehand, I was still somewhat disappointed by the result.

Daoist Priest Qingyun flicked his whisk, about to say something, when suddenly a strange Daoist aura appeared all around.

In an instant, the faces of the Daoist priests behind him froze, then their expressions changed drastically, from surprise to joy.

Fellow Daoist Fang, it seems you have truly connected with the Heavenly Dao?

At this moment, everyone felt a sense of joy. Being able to communicate with the Heavenly Dao meant that the matter was already 50% feasible.

To their astonishment, Fellow Daoist Fang not only communicated with the Heavenly Dao, but also summoned the Heavenly Dao down!

Originally, it should have been enough for Fellow Daoist Fang to convey this to Heaven!

The Daoist aura swirled around everyone, paused briefly on Fang Zelin, and then gradually dissipated.

As the crowd dispersed, the prayer texts on the altar suddenly burst into flames.

A moment later, the prayer text bearing Jiuchuan's name was burned to ashes.

Upon seeing this, Fang Zelin felt a sense of relief.

He knew it was a done deal.

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin turned to the crowd behind him and said, "Gentlemen, I have not failed you!"

"Fellow Daoist Fang is truly remarkable. With just one move, he was able to summon the Heavenly Dao to manifest. We have prayed for blessings many times before, but we have never been able to do Heavenly Dao."

As Daoist Qianji finished speaking, he became slightly ashamed.

There are significant differences between those who cultivate the Tao.

Looking at Fang Zelin in front of them, he could easily trigger the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao with a casual movement. Such a destiny for immortality was truly beyond their reach.

"You flatter me. Our success was made possible by your help."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin immediately responded modestly.

Then he glanced at the prayer text that had just been burned, and saw a wisp of blue smoke slowly rising and then disappearing into the clouds.

"So, this should count as a success, right?"

This was the first time Fang Zelin had used the Blessing Technique, and his success in using it so smoothly was beyond his expectations.

"Yes, it's done. It's estimated that the blessings have already descended. From now on, that wise ruler will have smooth sailing and will turn misfortune into good fortune."

Master Qianji said confidently at this moment.

Now that the matter has been settled, he naturally believes in the power of this Law Technique.

There's no need to do anything further.

"Therefore, we only need to wait for them to pacify the world."

Fang Zelin stepped down from the altar, feeling surprisingly relaxed.

"Therefore, the subsequent dynastic conquests will have nothing to do with us."

Daoist Lü stroked his beard and chuckled.

"However, if the dynasty prospers, even an old beggar will be better able to earn a living."

Hearing Daoist Lü's words, Daoist Priest Qingyun was somewhat helpless, "You've found a disciple, but you also expect him to suffer like this with you? I'm afraid that's a bit difficult."

Our own Daoist Sect doesn't train its disciples in such a arduous way as they do.

Following Daoist Lü around begging for food, eating only once every three days, was truly too hard.

"That's still better than following Fellow Daoist Fang!"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Lü immediately pointed to Fang Zelin standing to the side.

Fang Zelin was taken aback; how did the conversation suddenly turn to him?

Moreover, he was talking about his own apprentices. He hasn't taken on any apprentices yet, so it's impossible to tell how his apprentices will be treated in the future.

"What do you mean by that?"

Fang Zelin was somewhat surprised. He thought to himself that he shouldn't be that bad.

"Fellow Daoist, this place appears to be a place of ascetic cultivation, but with such fine wine and spiritual rice, how could an ordinary person possibly eat the food outside?"

Daoist Lü stroked his beard and said with great certainty, "From now on, Fellow Daoist Fang Fang's disciples are likely to suffer."

These words drew echoes of agreement from the others nearby.

If Fang Zelin took in a disciple and brought him back to the mountains before letting him go out to train, then that would indeed be the case.

This is likely to be a greater test for the disciples.

Fang Zelin thought it was something serious, but he didn't expect the other party to be talking about this.

He wasn't sure if things would turn out that way, but in the short term, Fang Zelin wouldn't be taking on any apprentices.

"Let's put the matter of taking on disciples on hold for now. My cultivation time is still short, and I'm afraid that taking on disciples would mislead them."

That's the truth.

The cultivators I encountered were all of high moral character.

Fang Zelin, however, felt that he had not yet reached that level and believed that his moral character was still lacking.

If you accept a disciple under these circumstances, how do you teach them?

What if my own disciple learns from him?

Therefore, it was too early for Fang Zelin to take on apprentices.

"Fellow Daoist is too modest."

Hearing Fang Zelin's words, the Daoist priests felt that Fang Zelin was just being modest.

However, I didn't think too much about it; taking on an apprentice wasn't something that could be done so easily.

Disciples are not easy to choose in the first place, and then they will have to be sent out for training.

Whether or not one can pass the test is another matter.

Moreover, the training alone takes thirty years. With all these steps involved, it's impossible to have an apprentice in a short period of time.

"Speaking of which, I haven't had the chance to ask how you cultivate this rice paddy. The spiritual rice it produces is far superior to any delicacy in the mortal world."

Daoist Lü changed the subject and inquired about this matter.

These words reminded Fang Zelin.

"Oh right, I've been sitting quietly for three days and completely forgot about the rain."

Fang Zelin slapped his forehead, then quickly cast the Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique, speaking to Daoist Lü as he did so.

"It's not difficult at all. Just use Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique to irrigate these spirit rice plants and they'll grow."

As they were talking, a Xiao Xiao cloud appeared above the rice paddy, and it began to drizzle.

This scene, however, caused the faces of the Daoist priests standing nearby to freeze.