The storm lasted for three days and three nights. The Minjiang River, Qingyi River and Dadu River caused huge waves to merge into one place. The entire Jiading City was like a giant ship that was about to sink, allowing the turbid waves to erode and tear them.

Miaofeng, Dichen, Guanzhi, Yang Zhan, Fei Xiaojin, Liu Jiankuan, and the people at the headquarters of Shujiang League have fought with the fierce flood for three days and three nights, and finally moved the people in the city to Lingyun Mountain.

At this moment, they stood wet on the platform on the top of the mountain, leaning over to watch the surging river under their feet.

Even Liu Jiankuan did not dare to put his spaceship down at this time.

The three rivers usually gather together in a happy place, as if they were gathering together with old friends, but now they are like three giant dragons fighting fiercely, storming, rushing, jumping, roaring, and roaring, as if they want to completely destroy the world.

The river water hits the mountain walls, and it seems like it is about to rush up at any time, swallowing the people hiding on the top of the mountain. The dark clouds on their heads pressed against the top of the mountain, and there is no sign of the wind and rain stopping.

Yang Zhan's face was pale. Jiading City was over, and he could fight anyone, but God could not fight.

Is it God going to destroy Shu?

"Oh, look, the Buddha shed is about to collapse!" someone shouted.

Yang Zhan came to his senses and looked closely. In the pouring rain, the Buddha shed above the Buddha's head was shaking, as if it was about to fall, and as if it was about to disintegrate.

Everyone present exclaimed, "The Buddha's shed falls, and the Buddha is about to fall! Oh my God, if the Buddha falls, who will bless Jiading?"

Amid the screams, Monk Dichen flew away, and the rest followed closely.

The Great Buddha is here, Jiading is here. The Great Buddha is here, Jiading is here.

The foundation of the Buddha's shed is at the foot of the Buddha, dozens of feet high. Seeing that it could no longer withstand the impact of the huge waves of the three rivers, it would inevitably implicate the Buddha when it fell.

The flood at this time has stopped the Buddha's navel, and it is impossible to stabilize the foundation.

Moreover, the only Jiuqu Plank Road that fell to the soles of its feet has been submerged in the flood.

Although Monk Dichen was very skilled in martial arts, he did not know the nature of water. When he was anxious, he flew to a swaying eaves in the Buddha shed, sinking his dantian, exerting a thousand pounds of force.

Miao Feng and Guanzhi shook their heads. It was almost meaningless to do this, but if they wanted to watch the Buddha fall off, they could not do it. Even though they knew they could not do it, they could only fly up and help him.

Yang Zhan gave Xiao Jin and saw Kuanbi gestures. The three of them jumped to the top of the Buddha shed and pulled the three old monks down.

"Masters, for the sake of this, we can only give up the Buddha's shed and keep the Buddha!" ​​Yang Zhan roared in the wind and rain.

"No, the Buddha's shed collapses, and the Buddha will fall."

"Leave it to us brothers!"

Yang Zhan took Xiao Jin and saw Kuan jump into the river and disappear into the huge waves.

All they could do was to draw out their swords and help the pillars of the Buddha shed separate from the Buddha, so as not to drag the Buddha when the flood washed away the Buddha shed.

Fortunately, many of those pillars are made of wooden structures. Although it is difficult, they can finally solve the problem bit by bit.

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Time is so long, the rain in the sky is rushing, the flood is getting heavier and heavier, and the Buddha shed is shaking.

A huge wave came over, and with a bang, the Buddha's shed completely collapsed and disintegrated. In the blink of an eye, it was swept away by the flood.

The Buddha's head was exposed, and the layers of snail buns were washed by the rain, forming a stream of water that flowed into the river along the ears, collars, and folds of clothes.

Although people stood behind the Buddha, they also felt his solemn and calm posture while sitting in the river.

"Ah, the Buddha has been saved! The Buddha has been saved!"

There is joy on Lingyun Mountain.

Amid the cheers, a heart-wrenching cry suddenly rang out, "Father! Father!"

It was Jingxin, and Fei Dakai also joined in. The two of them burst into tears and looked for the cliff in panic, trying to find Yang Zhan and the other two.

Li Zhiyong and other brothers from Shujiang League were also panicked and shouted together: "Master Shu!Master Shu!Master Shu!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and there were sobs due to worry.

Yes, although the Buddha was saved, Yang Zhan and the others disappeared. Although the Buddha was there, the Great Wall of Sichuan people was washed away.

Looking at the crazy flood under his feet, Miaofeng, Pidu, Guanzhi prayed to the sky, "Buddha, Bodhisattva, please send them back."

Jingxin and Fei Dakai wanted to put Liu Jiankuan's spaceship down the water, and they wanted to search in the turbid waves of the river.

Miao Feng pulled Jingxin and said, "Their water nature has always been very good. You must believe that the good people have their own appearance and they will come back. Do you two think they can compare to them? Don't waste your life in vain!"

Jingxin was actually a little stunned when facing the fierce flood, but worried about his father's safety, so he didn't care about so much and cried and begged: "Master, please let me find it. If they are exhausted and are swept into the waves, I can also pull them."

Miao Feng said: "What you said makes sense, but you two are not good enough and cannot control the spaceship in such fierce water. I will go with you."

The three grandparents and grandsons said that, then put the spaceship into the water and were instantly swept away by the waves.

After a while, it appeared on the high waves again.

Fortunately, a monk like Miaofeng has to control the spaceship with his feet and support Jingxin and Dakai with his hands.

The people on the top of the mountain were stunned and sweating for them.

After a while, Guanzhi came back to his senses and said to Li Zhiyong and Shuai Shangke: "You should take people to search through the Minjiang River by land, and they must have been washed to the lower reaches of the Minjiang River."

Even if the heavy rain poured down, the Shujiang League was all dispatched.

One hour, another hour passed, and there was no news from all sides. The people huddled in Lingyun Temple were worried about this and that.

Zhuchen, Guanzhi led the monks to chant the scriptures in unison, hoping to rely on the power of Buddha to bring back the people in the blizzard.

It was dark, and a terrible night came in a state of fear.

Fortunately, the storm is getting smaller and smaller.

In the middle of the night, Monk Miaofeng came back, and he supported two young men who were exhausted and extremely desperate with one hand.

Dichen quickly took it, and ordered the monk to bring hot water to help them change it. He then poured them a few sips of hot soup, which led them back to the world.

Miao Feng patted Jingxin and scolded: "Stop looking for death. No matter whether your father and others are still there, you will have to clean up the mess in front of you."

Jingxin was weak and did not dare to contradict his master, nor did he really have nothing to say.

What other mess to clean up?

My father is gone and Jiading City is gone. My mother doesn’t know if she can bear it.

Dichen quietly reported to Miaofeng: "Master, the grain stored in our temple is to be supplied to these 20,000 people. I'm afraid it will be the bottom in three days. We should think of a solution early."
Chapter completed!