Fu Zeyang set out from Wuyi Mountain, controlled the Taiyin Divine Sword, and condensed the sword energy into a ray of moonlight, which was extremely inconspicuous in broad daylight.

He headed north all the way, and on that day he came to the Yellow River, he was encountering the flooding of rivers.

The Yellow River is the mother river of the Chinese nation, but this mother has a bad temper and often gets angry. She has repeatedly done things to seize the Huai River and the sea. Once it occurs, the dam is broken everywhere, and the turbid current is rolling, covering up from the upstream and downward, covering a large amount of mud and sand, and rushing like a sky collapse. Wherever she passes, large areas of land and houses are washed and buried, and are often decayed for thousands of miles.

Fu Zeyang pushed away the dark clouds in the air and watched, and saw the yellow mud soup sweeping across the world, surging wildly, and roaring and roaring, sweeping away all the people, animals and fields on the shore.

The people shouted and the poultry and livestock roared, and they all earned their lives in this huge natural disaster.

However, there was one man walking against the road and fleeing. He was not walking on the ground, but flying off the ground.

This man was a young Taoist priest wearing a light blue Taoist robe and a flying sword. He didn't fly very high. When the people below saw him, they knelt down and kowtowed, shouting: "The gods are here to save us!"

The young man encountered the torrent of the head-tail attacking the victims. He stood on the flying sword, clasped his hands, pushed forward and flat, and two wisps of milky white smoke flew out of his sleeves, gushing out continuously, and became stronger by the wind, forming a wall of fog. The wall was three feet thick and ten feet high, spreading across the east and west, forcibly blocking the yellow water that landed on the Jedi, allowing it to flow along the original river channel.

Fu Zeyang had long wanted to refine a magic weapon of this type, which could not only attack and trap the enemy, but also defend and protect the body, and also act as a screen of heaven and earth to block others' spying. However, the smoke and mist in Wuyi Mountain is not too much or too thick enough to be sacrificed and refined into magic weapons.

He was envious of the sight. The smoke barrier could not withstand the impact of the flood. It was constantly slapped by the waves and became thinner and thinner. In just over a dozen minutes, it became one-third thinner. If it continued, the magic weapon would definitely be destroyed.

However, the young Taoist priest did not rush to take back the treasure, but continued to increase the sound and send voice messages, allowing the victims to quickly escape to the high place.

Fu Zeyang Jing is a man who is less precious than treasures, and he also feels sorry for this treasure that has been refined for unknown amounts of effort.

It is difficult to refine magic weapons such as smoke and fog. They belong to the type of grinding craftsmanship. They have been collected for decades and have very little left after refining. It takes at least twenty years to be able to practice this scale of blocking dozens of miles.

He collected the sword light and fell downwards, controlled the thick water vapor to hold it, and then released the essence of Yi wood.

Green lights flew down from the thick clouds. The plants buried in the mud and yellow sand were nourished and grew rapidly, stretching their branches. First, trees such as poplar, willow, elm, locust trees rose up from the ground, and the crowns lifted the sand cover and topped the sky. Then many thorns, rattans, artemisia anesthesia, aquatic plants, etc. drilled out mud and sand like spiritual snakes, using trees as stake foundations, entangled and connected to each other, forming a large net. The water was vast, and waves kept hitting, breaking trees and tearing up the vines, but Yi wood had the most vitality, and it grew as it broke and grew very fast, forming a tall tree wall in a very short time.

To give birth to plants, it will form a tree wall that is more than one meter thick and thirty miles long. Fu Zeyang's current magic power cannot do it, but he has the true water of the moon, which is condensed by the essence of the moon and can best help the creatures grow. He used his power to catalyze a drop of true water, mixed it into the true qi of Yimu and hit it out at the same time, prompting the tree wall to grow.

Towering trees stand, green vines are densely weaved, turbid waves are pushed frequently, and swaying is more and more vivid.

The tree walls are getting thicker and denser, blocking the yellow water outside the white fog magic weapon.

The young Taoist priest was surprised and happy, and bowed to the clouds and said, "Who is the fellow Taoist who can help? Please show up and meet!"

Fu Zeyang flew down from the clouds. When the young man saw that he was a seven or eight-year-old boy, he looked surprised, but then he returned to normal and bowed to him: "My friend Zhong Shu of Kunlun Sect met with him."

Fu Zeyang reported his name and asked curiously: "A fellow Taoist is from the Kunlun School? Can you tell me the four friends of Kunlun?"

Zhong Shuqi said: "My three fellow disciples and I have come out of the mountain to accumulate good cultivation in the past two years. We are called the Four Friends of Kunlun. Have you heard of us?"

"You are one of the four friends of Kunlun, and your surname is Zhong..." Fu Zeyang realized that this was the famous Mr. Zhong who would be the future famous Mr. Zhong. In the future, the nine elders of the Kunlun School would be co-directors, each with successors. Mr. Zhong's branch was the most prosperous.

When he was young, Mr. Zhong was very handsome, polite and talked very well: "Fellow Daoist Fu's innate Yi Wood Immortal Art is really powerful. He can actually grow a tree wall along the river in a very short time!"

Fu Zeyang said a few humble words and asked him about the stories about the Kunlun School and the circle without any trace.

The Kunlun School has a long history and huge power. It was originally the number one immortal sect on earth. But the rafters that came out first rotted first. The demon sect was prosperous and wanted to rule the world, and then killed through the three realms and transformed all sentient beings into slaves.

Since the Kunlun Sect is a bridgehead to fight against the Demon Sect, 100,000 demon sons and grandsons attacked Kunlun Ruins in large numbers, and all the immortals in the world rushed to help each other, and the two sides started a shocking melee between immortals and demons.

In the end, the leader of the Demon Cult was destroyed, two of the four elders died, and most of the remaining Demon Cult was destroyed.

The pillar of the Kunlun Mountain was broken, the fairyland turned into ruins, and countless immortals were destroyed in shapes and spirits. The Kunlun School suffered heavy casualties, almost reaching the point where the whole family was destroyed.

It was not until the head of the previous sect, who was intimate with a monk, led Buddhism to join the Kunlun Sect, and each monk and Taoist preached one branch, that the Kunlun Sect flourished again. However, what was more tragic is that because the feng shui of Kunlun Mountain was so good, all evil gods and demons went to Kunlun Mountain to camp and camp. There were dozens of famous and famous devils, and the Kunlun Sect was still trembling.

Now the head of Kunlun Sect is the founder of Yiyuan, and another great monk, Silent Monk Kong, is the deputy head. The two are in charge of the inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism. The disciples are mixed with them, and they can learn Taoism, practice Buddhism, and practice Buddhism and Taoism. Currently, the four most outstanding young disciples of Kunlun Sect, Zen Master Zhifei and Master Tianchi are monks, while Mr. Zhong and Wei Shaoshou are Taoists.

The two worked together to fight floods and rescue and stabilized the flood level, one guarded the embankment and the other helped the victims escape. Fu Zeyang distributed all the dry food prepared by Huan's mother to him to the victims for food.

While working hard, a black light suddenly flew from the dim at the intersection of Tianshui. He appeared on the dam. He was a girl in a long black dress with a cool expression. He glanced at Fu Zeyang and said to Mr. Zhong: "I met my fellow Taoist's junior brother upstream and was besieged by two disciples of Master Yideng. I saved him the siege and knew that fellow Taoist was here."

Mr. Zhong said anxiously: "Where is Junior Brother Wei now? Have you ever been injured?"

The girl said, "He has already gone to the other side to find the two fellow Taoists Zhifei."

Mr. Zhong nodded: "Thank you, Bagu for helping me. I would like to thank Bagu for my junior brother Wei."

Bagu! Could this girl be the later female god Deng Bagu?

The girl eighth girl shook her head: "Young Master Wei has thanked me, you don't need to thank me anymore." She stopped thinking about what she wanted to say, but she stopped talking, and looked at Fu Zeyang, who was full of curiosity next to her.

Mr. Zhong introduced to the two: "This is fellow Taoist Fu Zeyang, who helped me stop Hongfeng. This is the female god of disaster Deng Bagu."

Deng Bagu nodded slightly at Fu Zeyang, and plucked up the courage to say to Mr. Zhong: "I came here to tell you that the flooding of the Yellow River this time is not simple. Now it is the 720-year-old ancestor of Tiechengshan. Since the great elder in charge of the prison ascends to a foreign land, he is the only remaining elder of the Demon Cult in the world. For thousands of years, the Demon Cult has been divided into various places and established popes, but they are still following his orders. If there are any grudges, he will ask him to make a judgment."

Mr. Zhong said in confusion: "I have heard from his master about his deeds, but what is the relationship between his outflow and the flooding of the Yellow River?"

Deng Bagu explained: "Since the day when the ancestor opened the mountain, venerables from all over the world came to worship. I heard that there was a demon lord from the West Kunlun who was afraid of future disasters. He received guidance from the ancestor and learned a forbidden method. He used magic at the top of the Western Kunlun in the Star Sea to restrict all the water sources of several major rivers, including the Yellow River. If he encounters strong enemies of the Orthodox Church, he will immediately shake off the water source, destroy the entire Sea of ​​Star Sea, and return to the prehistoric world together. He can also die with his enemies. This time the water of the Yellow River flooded, and he was performing magic and testing his magical powers. There are disciples of the Demon Cult patrols and monitoring all over the river."

This time, even Fu Zeyang felt unbelievable: "It's not surprising that guy can ban the water source of the Yellow River. When he casts a spell, he actually sent someone to test along the river. Is this collecting data?"

Deng Bagu shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation. I only know that the Demon Lord has great magical powers and is good at seeing the sky and hearing the earth. Within a thousand miles, as long as his name is mentioned, he will be sensed and perceived. I believe that water sources are forbidden. You need to understand the qi and water veins everywhere and observe various subtle changes so that you can do it. This place is more than a thousand miles away from Xikunlun, and he cannot sense it, so it is not difficult to find out. But if you want to continue to control the water, you may encounter people in the Demon Cult, which will easily cause changes. In fact, even if you don't care about this water, it will automatically fade after the Demon Lord practices the Dharma in three days."

"In three days, how many people will lose their homes and their flesh and blood will be separated!" Mr. Zhong said with pain, slamming the tree beside him, "I hate that I am shallow and weak, otherwise I will kill all the demons along the river and kill all these demons!"

Fu Zeyang has no contact. He can't control what such a super big guy does. Not to mention killing all the demons and grandchildren, he can't even deal with any of them when he meets a powerful person. For him, it's urgent to go to the North Pole as soon as possible, hide in the long night island where there is no sunshine all year round, practice your blood nerves well, and at least become an immortal body, and then come out to show off. After hearing what Deng Bagu said, he felt that Middle Earth was very dangerous and had to stay away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Deng Bagu wanted to say something else, and suddenly a hoarse and rude voice sounded in the three of them: "Deng Bagu! Although you are not a member of this sect, you are also very related. As soon as your devil master left, you were sneaky with Yu Luosha. I said that when I proposed marriage to you for my disciple, even your master agreed, but you disobeyed your life and death. It turned out that he was secretly in love with this kid from the Kunlun Sect!"
Chapter completed!