Chapter 167 Xuanxian is really terrible! (First update, please subscribe)

Author: Durian Old Wine

Chapter 167 Xuanxian is really terrible! (First update, please subscribe)

As dusk approached, Linhuan Pass became lively.

The news that Shi DaDa was conferred the title of Water God by the Immortal spread throughout the country, and people from nearby villages came from all directions.

After repeated confirmations in the past few days, Shi DaDa was finally confirmed.

He has indeed become a water god.

Just like the blessing spirit, he naturally knew how to move the clouds, how to spread the rain, how to control the water flow, how to control the water veins, etc.

And his magic power comes from that ingot of incense copper.

As long as the people believe in him, he will be the water god.

If the people don't believe in him, he is just a mortal!

Understanding this, he immediately actively irrigated farmland, dug wells, and dredged waterways for the people in need...

A group of people witnessed with their own eyes that he suddenly possessed all kinds of incredible magical powers from a mere mortal, and they gradually regarded him as a water god in their hearts.

But what this water god did was completely different from the water gods they had seen before!

It's like... he is still the same bold person!

After a few days, some people have begun to accept this change, but more people are still trembling and uneasy.

The water god is the supreme being in their eyes.

Is it really possible to do this now?

The common people have long been accustomed to having a high water god riding on their heads, but now that this mountain is suddenly gone, they have trouble sleeping and eating, and are very uncomfortable.

But the children became happier.

Every morning and evening, they gathered in small groups in the woods south of the city and stayed there for a long time.

Some adults felt uneasy and made an appointment to follow them. They saw a thin piece of bark standing upright in the grove, with incomprehensible symbols carved on it with a sharp knife——

Circles, sticks, ducks...

Hundreds of children sat cross-legged on the ground, following the immortal reciting loudly and shaking their heads.

"1+1..." Wen Zhong also sat cross-legged on the ground, and the golden feather fan flew out on its own, pointing to the number on the bark of the tree.

"Equal to 2!"

"Shangxian, Shangxian!" A five or six-year-old child raised his hand, "Why is 1+1 equal to 2...can't it be equal to 3?"

Beside, another child asked, "Yes, why does 1+1 equal 2?"

Wen Zhong:Σ(°△°|||)︴

Why is 1+1 equal to 2?

He turned to look at his senior brother who was lying on the leisurely chair not far away and was shaking gently. He finally understood why this senior brother was unwilling to impart this knowledge in person.

The people who came to watch were all stunned when they saw this scene in the forest.

In their eyes, the lofty immortal is actually teaching children how to read and count?

Isn’t this knowledge that only the sons of princes and princes from generation to generation have the opportunity and qualifications to learn?

How could the immortals teach this knowledge to their children?

What's the use of learning this?

But look at the children studying hard one by one.

The hearts of these people became hot again.

Since the Immortal can make Na Shi boldly the water god, he might also make these children the ministers...

This is a great blessing!

It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for an immortal to teach you the Dharma!

In the excitement, the sky gradually darkened.

The red sun set over the Western Mountains, and the sunset glow reflected on the river.

Suddenly, waves suddenly arose on the broad surface of the Huai River.

The cry of killing was accompanied by the sound of weapons clashing.

One by one, river spirits and water monsters holding spears and forks can be vaguely seen, riding the waves towards Linhuan Pass.

All the people were immediately panicked.

"The water god is here!"

"God is angry!"

The entire Linhuan Pass immediately fell into chaos.

Many people fled in all directions, and many were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "Water God, calm down! Water God, calm down!"

"Water God, please forgive me...it's none of our business!"

Many children were so frightened that they started to cry and wanted to go back to find their mother.

Wen Zhong stood up and looked at his senior brother.

The leisure chair was still rocking gently and leisurely.

He breathed out, and with a slight thought in his mind, Dangkang, who was sleeping in the forest, ran over and carried him straight to the Huai River.

On the Huai River, there were rolling waves and a fishy wind blowing against my face.

The figures of countless water monsters and river monsters bared their teeth and claws on the waves.

Wen Zhong sighed and clenched the feather fan in his hand.

He didn't want to kill them all.

Unexpectedly, these water monsters came to his door to kill him.

Looking from a distance, I saw huge waves rolling up on the Huai River.

A big man wearing cyan armor stood on the wave. His face was like indigo, his hair was like cinnabar, and his fangs were pointed. He looked ferocious and terrifying.

In his hand he held a scimitar made of coral iron, with a sharp cold light.

Countless mist of water surrounded him.

He is the chosen new water god. According to what the Hidden Deer Immortal said, he now needs to display his full power and leave a deep enough impression on the people of Linhuan Pass!

There are heavy clouds and mist over the Huai River.

Taoist Qianlu and the others were standing above the clouds and mist, looking down at the scene below.

The new water god knew that this was a test for him.

If he doesn't perform well enough, he may lose his position as the Water God.

Therefore, he must use all his strength.

He took a deep breath and pointed the coral knife forward in his hand.

Countless water waves swarmed up and turned into a flood peak more than a hundred feet high, rushing towards Linhuan Pass.

A terrifying scene like a tsunami appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

This flood peak will rush out of the river and rush onto the river bank, destroying everything like dry matter and submerging all the cities, villages, and fields along the bank.

Including those humble mortals!

Those mortals will be drowned by the flood in wails and despair.

Let them feel the majesty and anger of the Water God for themselves!

Only in this way will these humble mortals know how to surrender and continue to offer sacrifices in a peaceful manner.

really!

The mortals not far away began to cry and scream.

One by one, they knelt down and kowtowed in despair: "Water God, be angry...Water God, spare my life..."

Others shouted: "It's none of our business... It's none of our business..."

The new water god smiled coldly. It seemed that establishing authority in front of mortals was easier than he imagined.

At this time, he heard a cold scolding: "If you don't take the path to heaven, you will find no way to enter the earth... but you insist on breaking through!"

The sound is like thunder, and the words are like thunderbolts.

Then, he only saw a young man with a square face riding a big, fat pig to the shore.

The fat pig was one foot and a half long and more than eight feet tall. It was green in color, had two big round ears, and had four long tusks protruding from its mouth, like ivory, holding it outside.
To be continued...