Chapter 1927: The Eloquent Fahai

Tang Sanzang also revealed a worried look. He looked at Sun Wukong and called out softly, "Wukong."

Sun Wukong still maintained the posture of standing on his right leg with his left leg raised, his eyes dull, without any reaction.

"Alright, Your Majesty, I see these monks who confuse the public with heretical words are no different from those swindling monks from other countries. Let's arrest them all and use them for hard labor."

The Second National Preceptor looked at the King and then said.

"That's right, if they dare to resist, kill them without mercy. They even dared to offend us just now, saying we three are demons!"

The Great National Preceptor also looked at the King, looking angry.

The King looked at Tang Sanzang, his eyes flickering with hesitation. Actually, he did not care about the lives of a few monks; the key was that these monks came from Great Tang. Li Shimin of Great Tang was someone his small country really could not afford to provoke.

"This..."

The King was somewhat troubled and said.

"Are the three National Preceptors in such a hurry?" Fahai suddenly stepped forward, with a smile on his face, and said, "You open an altar and perform rituals; it takes at least half an hour to pray for rain, right?"

"Sun Wukong was just using his mind to sense heaven and earth just now. It hasn't even been half a minute, and you already assert that he cannot pray for it."

"Also, he promised that he could pray for rain in a moment. Do you not have a concept of a moment? I think that as long as it is much faster than your praying for rain, it counts as a win, right?"

Fahai's words were reasonable in every sentence. For a moment, the three National Preceptors did not know how to refute.

The Third National Preceptor was the most cunning. He turned his eyeballs a few times, then immediately remembered something and said, "Then did he pray for it? May I ask? How long are we supposed to wait for this so-called moment?"

Just as the Third National Preceptor finished speaking, a dazzling lightning bolt suddenly flashed across the sky above the northwest of the imperial palace, tearing the entire sky apart.

Immediately after, a loud noise exploded in the sky.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the thunder, it was visible to the naked eye that a torrential rain was already pouring down over there.

At this time, the commoners standing at the gate of the imperial palace were all cheering.

"Oh, it's raining!"

"Finally, the drought has been resolved!"

"This rain came so fast. Who prayed for it? It seems we didn't see the three National Preceptors open an altar."

The commoners at the gate of the imperial palace were discussing one after another, and it was a scene of great excitement.

Clearly, the King also heard their words.

Fahai looked up at the sky, then scanned the three National Preceptors one by one, and said, "Now, are you convinced? Is our Buddhist school's praying for rain much faster than yours?"

The three National Preceptors looked at each other, their expressions all very awkward.

Looking at the King of Chechi again, his eyes were full of shock. He had never expected that Sun Wukong would actually pray for rain.

And now, the three National Preceptors looked at each other, all thinking about what excuse to use to quibble.

The facts were indeed before their eyes; Sun Wukong's praying for rain was simply much faster than theirs.

And just at this moment, the Second National Preceptor's expression turned cold, his thoughts turning rapidly, and he suddenly said, "This doesn't count. Sun Wukong didn't even move, so how can you say this rain was prayed for by him?"

"I'm afraid it was just a coincidence. There was going to be a heavy rain in the northwest suburbs just now, and he just happened to get lucky. He didn't win this bet at all!" ===== CHAPTER 1929 =====