The capital of Jizhou, the meeting hall.
Emperor Shun sat high on the throne, overlooking the handsome young man standing in the hall, and said lightly: "Dayu, why don't you kneel down when you see me?"
The young man in this hall is Dayu. I can see that Dayu has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew. He has a handsome nose, thin lips, and a tall body, and his whole body is filled with a kind of aura.
The scent of sunshine.
Dayu looked up at Emperor Shun and said loudly: "Master once told me that we and other cultivators from outside the country should worship heaven and earth and kowtow to our relatives. Master, it is understandable. But the emperor cannot tolerate such a poor Taoist.
bye!"
"Be bold!"
"presumptuous!"
Dayu had just finished speaking, but before Emperor Shun had time to speak, the ministers standing in the palace exploded and reprimanded Dayu for being ignorant and contemptuous of the king.
Although Emperor Shun was angry when he heard this, he could only endure it in frustration.
For one thing, he killed Dayu's father Gun. Can you expect the son of your enemy to surrender to the enemy who killed his father? What a joke!
Secondly, although Yu the Great was quite talented in controlling floods, he did not serve in the human race. Although the whole world was a royal land, it was not as violent as the feudal society at the moment, so Yu the Great was naturally not driven by his emperor Shun.
Emperor Shun took a deep breath, suppressed the anger surging in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will give you the right not to kneel before the saint. Let me ask you, do you have the laws to control floods?"
Dayu still looked like he was neither salty nor indifferent, and said: "My father died because of water control. Naturally, I hope to avenge his shame!"
When Emperor Shun heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank and he said: "In this case, I will give you full authority to manage the matter of Zhishui. What do you think?"
Dayu nodded slightly expressionlessly and said: "Okay!"
Emperor Shun was very dissatisfied with Dayu's attitude and said coldly: "If you can successfully control the water, your merits will be immeasurable. But if you are like your father Gun, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Hahaha..." Dayu suddenly laughed loudly and said with a mocking look on his face: "Emperor Shun, what? Are you going to kill me again like you killed my father Gun, finding an unfounded excuse? Back then, my father
You, me, and all the ministers all know exactly why he died. Why do you pretend to be here and show off to me!"
Things that were tacitly stated were revealed to someone's face. And they were so ruthless and decisive!
When Dayu said these words, all the officials looked ashamed.
"You..." Di Shun's face turned red with anger and he stood up suddenly.
"Humph. I'm not as easy to talk to as my father!" Dayu snorted coldly, turned around and left.
"Alas!" After a long while, Emperor Shun sat back on the throne dejectedly, waving his hands and saying: "It's gone, it's all gone! I want to be alone for a while!"
"Your Majesty, please leave!"
It sprinkled a handful of salt on the wound. Even the officials felt uncomfortable.
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The next day, the news that Yu was ordered by Emperor Shun to control floods spread throughout the human race in a short period of time.
Investigating the reason for his father Gun, the human race on the land of China has great confidence in Dayu.
After accepting the appointment, Dayu first came to Xuzhou, which was hardest hit by the disaster, and then went upstream along Xuzhou. In the next month, he visited all the flood-ravaged lands in Kyushu.
He carefully surveyed the seriousness of the flood and reflected on his father's experience and lessons. He remembered that before going down the mountain, his senior brother once said: "Water has no permanent force. If you want to control floods, you need to deduce ever-changing methods!"
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he thought of a method to control the water. This method ran counter to the method used by his father Gun, and it can be summed up in one word as "sparse".
That's right, this flood cannot be blocked, it can only be channeled!
However, to do this, we need accurate river distribution maps to determine how to transform the river course so that the river will no longer overflow the banks and cause disaster.
This was not a problem for him. The ancient sand table that he had memorized when he went to play in the Shangqing Palace came in handy at this moment.
However, when his father Gun was controlling the floods, many places that needed to be dredged were blocked by Jiutianxi soil. The dam formed by Jiutianxi soil was nearly a thousand feet high and was really extremely hard. It was difficult for the demon clan back then to break through it.
, let alone Dayu in the Taiyi Golden Fairyland.
At this time, Dayu was standing in front of a large mountain. Looking at the acquired Lingbao giant spirit ax in his hand that was scarred and almost useless due to chopping the mountain, he couldn't help but sigh.
Looking at the seemingly endless mountains in the distance, I felt even more headache-like.
Looking at the distant mountains, Dayu said: "If we talk about diverting water to reduce thunder, it may not be easy to talk about. But now cracking mountains and cutting rocks is not my strong point. If things go on like this, I am afraid that I will not be able to complete the great task of controlling floods in a hundred years. What will happen?
Is it good?"
East Kunlun Mountain, Yuqing Hall.
Yuan Yuan was enjoying tea and playing chess with a young man, while standing on one side watching was a strange-looking dragon-bearded tiger.
I saw this young man, who was about the age of Wuguan, and was seven feet tall. He was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a little dark red mark between his eyebrows, giving him a sense of elegance.
"Elder brother, where did it fall... eh? Uncle, your piece should have fallen to Tianyuan..." The rough-looking Longxuhu opened his eyes wide and moved his big hands like cattail leaves back and forth over the chessboard.
The young man and Yuanshi Tianzun turned to look at Longxuhu at the same time, and said loudly: "Shut up!"
The dragon-bearded tiger smiled coquettishly and murmured: "Isn't there any justice if I don't even let you say anything?"
When the young man heard this, he smiled and said: "Little Huzi, you are a true gentleman watching chess without speaking. Why can't you change your irritable temper?"
"Senior Brother Qingming, don't call me Little Huzi. After all, I can be regarded as the ancestor of your current avatar. Otherwise, you can call me Longxu!" Longxuhu touched the back of his head with a depressed expression.
A pair of tiger eyes are very resentful.
It turns out that this young man is actually Li Qingming’s soul clone, Li Qingping.
Because Li Qingming was anxious about the journey to heaven, he began to continuously exercise his magic power in the year after he was born, and as a result, he showed many miraculous things.
Li Qingming's cheap parents were immediately shocked. Under their repeated questioning, Li Qingming had to find an excuse, saying that he was the reincarnation of a powerful person. Because he had a special mission, he needed to rush to the East Kunlun Mountains a year later to devote himself.
At the door of the saint.
Li Xuan and his wife found it difficult to accept it for a while, but when Li Qingming revealed that the image of the sky-eating panda bear was his own body, and then thinking about Li Qingming's various miraculous actions during the year, Li Xuan and his wife couldn't help but not believe it.
A year later, Li Qingming left numerous pills and exercises for his cheap parents in Aolai Country, and then left.
After arriving in East Kunlun, he explained all the ins and outs to Sanqing, and he naturally returned to the original sect.
It's just that the previous name was easy to pronounce, and I didn't bother to give Li Qingming's soul clone another Taoist name. In addition, Li Qingming and Li Qingping were the same person, so they adopted the Taoist name of Qingmingzi.
Yuan Yuan raised his head and glanced at Long Xuhu, and said: "Qingmingzi, you still don't understand your Uncle Tongtian? It was precisely because of Xuhu's impetuous temper that your Uncle Tongtian wanted to pass him over in vain.
If Xuhu were more calm, Tongtian would be eager to leave him to your uncle!"
"Hehe..." Li Qingming raised a black stone and suddenly said with a smile: "Master, if this stone falls, it will determine the fate of the world!" After that, he placed the chess piece on the board.
Seeing this, Yuan Yu frowned slightly. The son Li Qingming left behind was obviously useless, but his words must have a profound meaning.
So Yuan Yuan tapped the chess piece lightly and thought quietly.
Li Qingming looked at the original Tianzun who was lost in thought, smiled softly, and said to the dragon bearded tiger poking at his side: "Little tiger, you go to the Taiqing Hall of the great uncle and entrust me to the Kaitian God refined by the great uncle.
Bring back the ax and the Dinghai Divine Needle."
The dragon-bearded tiger nodded and turned into the breeze and left.
In just the time it took to make a cup of tea, the dragon and the bearded tiger came back, each holding a spiritual treasure in their hands.
What is on the left hand is a shiny gold hoop at both ends, and a metal stick of black iron in the middle. What is on the right hand is a dark black ax that looks like gold, iron, and stone.
At this time, Yuan Yuan, who was still clueless, raised his head and was obviously stunned when he saw the stick and ax in Long Xuhu's hand, and said: "Xuhu, what is that in your hand?"
Longxuhu threw the stick to the ground violently, took a deep breath, and said: "Uncle, I don't know what this is. My senior brother asked me to get it from my uncle!"
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"boom!"
The two spiritual treasures were thrown to the ground randomly by the dragon-bearded tiger, but there was a huge roar.
Li Qingming was startled, and quickly took the two spiritual treasures over and said, "You are so careless, can't you handle them with care?"
Yuan Yuan was very puzzled in his heart and said: "Qingmingzi, why are you practicing these two spiritual treasures when you have nothing to do? Don't you have enough good things in your hands?"
Li Qingming chuckled and said: "Master, you don't know something. This stick is called the Dinghai Shenzhen. It can be long or short. It reaches up to the thirty-third level of the sky and down to the Jiuyou underworld. It weighs eighteen thousand kilograms. It also weighs 18,000 kilograms.
It can be changed. As for this ax, it is actually an ordinary black iron ax. It’s just that I begged my uncle to imprint the law of force on the ax, so the effect is only to break mountains and crack rocks!"
"What are you?" Yuan was still a little confused.
"Master, Dayu is the man destined to control the water. Although he has thought of ways to control the water, after all, he does not have a sharp weapon to control the water. I guess that boy is very sad now!" Li Qingming threw two spiritual treasures at the
On one side, he continued: "Master, that guy will come to Kunlun Mountain in a while. You'd better ask him yourself!"
"Ah?" The original Tianzun had been thinking about the chess game before, and how could he care about what happened to Dayu?
Chapter completed!