You have a good chance, I accept it.

Of course, this kind of prayer for rain is just to use magic to induce the resonance of the rules of heaven and earth, so as to bring down raindrops.

And if one's own cultivation is strong, he can use the spiritual energy in his body to bring rain.

However, the spiritual energy in Beizhou is thin. Which cultivator would be stupid to use his own spiritual energy to bring rain.

After seeing the miserable situation in Beizhou, Ye Lin's face was complicated, and he didn't know whether he should say something or not.

With the strength of Beizhou, is it necessary for him to rely on it?

Now he can only hope that the transcendent power of Beizhou is of some use, otherwise, the overall strength of Beizhou is not as good as a top sect in Zhongzhou.

Anyway, this is how Ye Lin feels.

"Master, look, it's Master."

"Master, I beg you to give us a heavy rain. There hasn't been a drop of rain in this area for ten years. Even the rivers have dried up. If it continues like this, all living things will die. My child is only three years old and he hasn't seen this world yet."

"Master, please be merciful and give us a heavy rain."

"Master, please."

When Ye Lin was standing in the air thinking hard, a large number of people were kneeling on the ground under his feet.

They were skinny, with dry and yellow faces, and they were trembling, as if they would fall to the ground and die in the next moment.

Moreover, even some weak monsters were kneeling in the distance, staring at Ye Lin with their eyes full of expectation.

Even if there were humans in front of them, they did not kill them.

Such a harsh living environment allowed these monsters and humans to enter a period of peace for a short time.

This was also what surprised Ye Lin the most.

There is nothing here. Shouldn't the monsters use humans as food? However, they are living in peace now, which is really strange.

"Master, my brother is only three years old this year. If he doesn't eat and doesn't rain, he will die of thirst. Please, Master, please send down a heavy rain. After returning, my family will worship the statue of the Master for generations."

In the crowd, a little girl who looked seven or eight years old, skinny and wearing hemp clothes kept kowtowed to Ye Lin.

In the past, when they saw the flying Master, they didn't have time to kneel down and worship him, and the Master flew away.

And now, this Master has stayed here for so long, which makes them feel more and more hopeful.

"Forget it, I will give you a sweet dew."

Ye Lin sighed and waved his hand. In an instant, the sky that was originally sunny was suddenly wrapped in dark clouds.

Thunders as thick as arms flashed in the clouds, and the next moment, a drizzle of rain fell.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and finally formed a downpour.

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master. Go, go get a bowl, a pot, and get some water."

"Thank you, Master. I will never forget your kindness. I will serve you for the rest of my life."

"Thank you, Master. Thank you."

The crowd felt the strange yet familiar rain. Their faces changed from despair to joy. Finally, they kowtowed to Ye Lin.

Then the crowd was in chaos. These people hurriedly walked around to find something to catch the rain and their lives.

The monster in the distance bowed its head gently and finally lay in the rain, enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in rain.

Seeing all this, Ye Lin stood in the air and just stared quietly, without saying a word.