All the four forces in China were curious about the twelve Taoists who suddenly appeared.
Although the demon clan has been defeated, after all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
This nameless force actually forced the demon clan to give in with just twelve people, thus completely turning the tide of the war around. This is simply unbelievable.
East Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Hall.
I glanced at Li Qingming thoughtfully and said, "Although the demon clan has retreated this time, the monstrous flood is still there. I wonder what you think?"
Li Qingming, who felt guilty when I saw him, took a deep breath and said: "Uncle, this matter is a human race matter, I can't wait to interfere!"
Yuan Yuan, who came back from his thoughts, also said: "Brother, this flood is a test of heaven's way to the human race. The human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth destined to prosper. Naturally, it will not be destroyed. The most urgent thing is to find a way to overcome the calamity.
man of!"
Tongtian didn't have any idea, he just said dryly: "What the second brother said is true!"
I raised my long eyebrows lightly and said: "In that case, let Xuan Du and the others speed up their pace and find the remaining people who can break the tribulation as soon as possible."
"good!"
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The capital of Jizhou, the Golden Palace for Meetings.
Emperor Shun looked at the sand table on the table with a sad face. What was displayed on the sand table was the land of China's Kyushu. Moreover, every big river on it had a small red flag, which was so red that it was dazzling.
"Report!"
At this time, a guard rushed in from outside the hall in a hurry, with a look of joy on his face.
Emperor Shun frowned. He raised his head and glanced at the guard, saying, "Why are you so alarmed?"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, great news!" The guard knelt down on one knee and said incoherently: "The demon tribe, the flood... The demon tribe has retreated, and the flood level is also decreasing!"
"The flood level has dropped!" Emperor Shun showed ecstasy as he ducked outside the main hall.
At this moment, there are no clouds in the sky, the sun is casting a little afterglow, and there is still a trace of rain and fog.
"Hahaha. God bless my human race. God bless my human race!" Emperor Shun laughed ecstatically, and two lines of turbid tears fell unconsciously from his eyes.
This time the demon clan caused a flood, causing countless deaths and injuries among the human race. Seeing helplessly that the beautiful home was instantly washed away by the flood and the ground was in a mess. Who can not feel sad?
After laughing for a long time, Emperor Shun turned to look at the guards who followed him and said: "Although the monsters have retreated this time, the flood is still there. I have given an oral order to Gun Gun to continue his responsibility of controlling the flood. If within ten years
If you can’t achieve results, you will be killed without mercy!”
"Here!" The guard saluted and hurried away.
In this way, the human race once again fell into a difficult life of water control.
In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed.
Over the past five years, the human race has slowly regained its vitality, but the raging floods during this period still continued to invade the lives of the human race.
The long rivers are overflowing, the five lakes are flooded, and the human race is struggling hard.
The flood seemed to be torturing the patience of the human race. Every time it retreated, it would cross the river and surge up the embankment after a period of time, completely destroying the newly rebuilt home of the human race.
In desperation, large areas of the human race began to consciously move away from the vast wilderness and moved to deep mountains and plateaus to avoid disasters.
Over the years, Gun did not learn from his previous failure to control the floods. He still relied on the nine-day soil in his hands to build embankments and dams, forcing the floods to change their course and return to their original position.
As a result, the entire human race began to live in a world where water blocked the east and water blocked the west.
However, the land of China is so vast, and this flood has affected the entire land of China. Even if the river is blocked, the embankments will burst over time.
Besides, the flood cannot cross the dams built by the soil, but it can break through the low estuaries everywhere. It can't completely block even the estuaries, right?
Time flies by and the ten-year period has finally arrived.
Seeing that Gun had been ineffective in controlling floods for many years, Emperor Shun ordered his people to imprison Gun and tell the world.
He said: Gun has been the official of flood control for many years but has achieved nothing. Not only did he cause the mountains to rise on the land of China, but he also caused the tragic death of countless people. His crime is worthy of punishment! Seven days later, on the Yushan Mountain, Gun will be punished.
Beheading!
After hearing the news, Li Qingming, who had just returned to Penglai Island, hurriedly said hello to everyone on the island and closed his eyes.
Li Qingming, who was sitting cross-legged in the secret room, had a flash of light in his hand, and a scalpel in a state of nothingness suddenly appeared in his hand.
Feeling the sharpness of the scalpel, Li Qingming said to himself: "Old friend, I used you to cut out the twelve earthly branches and achieve the great power of twelve middle-stage sub-sages! Now, don't do anything to me.
Disappointed!"
"Buzz!"
The scalpel shook gently, making a pleasant buzzing sound.
"Then, let's begin!" Li Qingming's eyes flickered, and he instantly pulled out the three souls and seven souls nourished in his internal organs, and then raised the knife and dropped it...
A moment later, a golden point of light flew out from Penglai Island and threw itself towards the Nine Netherworld of Reincarnation.
Looking at the golden light that was getting further away, Li Qingming, who was slightly tired, took a deep breath and said: "Clone of the saint, hehe...hehe..."
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Yushan, located in Xuzhou, is named after many Xia Zhai (pheasants with five-color feathers).
Because Xuzhou is the prefecture that suffers the most severe floods, and Yushan is the highest mountain in Xuzhou, there are many human beings living on Yushan. They live in cottages here to avoid the intrusion of floods. Although they live in poverty, they still live in poverty.
It also eliminates the worry of life.
But at this moment, the purity here was broken by Emperor Shun's edict.
In the early morning, the moon was still over the border of the West Pole. A group of soldiers with golden helmets escorted Gun to Mount Yu.
Each of these soldiers has strong vitality and blood, and they obviously have good cultivation skills.
Emperor Shun thought of Gun's encounter with a god when he was young, and what he had done in these years. He expected that Gun had a very high level of Taoism. In order to prevent Gun from escaping, he specially sent a pair of monks to escort Gun.
Come to Yushan for execution.
In the clear night sky, the moon is bright and there are few stars. The silvery moonlight shines on the messy Yushan Mountain, making it even more tranquil.
Standing on the top of the mountain, he looked at several large rivers in the distance rushing into the sea, and at the dark dams made entirely of soil. A bright light flashed in Gun's mind, and he murmured: "Perhaps it should be changed to a dam.
Throwing it out is a good idea!"
But even so, it was already too late now, and he had no chance to control the flood.
The monk, who was holding a tiger-head broad-backed sword in his hand, glanced coldly at Gun, who was muttering, and said: "Master Gun, we are also acting under orders. Please don't blame me, Master Gun! Above the underworld, all the way.
Good to go!”
"Bang!"
The sword lifted the head and fell, and blood spilled into the sky!
The great-great-great-grandson of the great emperor, a great sage in flood control, died just like that!
"Boom!"
At this moment, a flash of lightning as bright as day suddenly flashed across the sky, followed by a thunderous roar.
Above the sky, a red cloud floated over.
Endless chaotic energy overflowed from the cracks in the distant space, making the entire space seem dull and depressing.
The golden-armored monks looked up at the sky, feeling as if their hearts were blocked by a big stone, making them feel stuffy and uncomfortable.
"What the hell is the weather like?" the golden-armored monk who had just executed the execution cursed. The tiger-head broad-backed knife held upside down in his hand was still dripping with rainbow-colored blood.
"Brother, let's hurry back to the capital to reply! The weather is really weird and tight!" A little monk shuddered, his golden armor seemed to be overwhelmed, and he made a clear and sweet sound.
"Xiaosheng, can you stop being so damn timid? We monks are practicing against nature. How can we be so timid and timid? What kind of path have we mastered?" The monk holding the ax freed his left hand and pointed it at the little boy.
The little monk had a bump on the back of his head.
The young monk looked around at the golden-armored monks who were laughing together, pointed at Gun's body on the ground, and said: "Then, brother... do you want to dispose of Master Gun's body?"
"Where did you come from with so much nonsense? Why do you care so much when people are dead? Let's go back to the capital!" The monk carrying the ax spat a mouthful of thick phlegm and headed down the mountain first.
"Boom!"
Thousands of feet of lightning descended from the sky and turned into a giant dragon in the void. The dragon flew across the sky, as big as a mountain, and swooped down with its teeth and claws. Except for the little monk, all the golden-armored monks were swallowed up by the dragon.
Immediately afterwards, there was an even more terrifying wave of thunder and lightning, with endless lightning surging and deafening!
The little monk looked at the road ahead submerged by the sea of thunder in shock, his mind going blank.
After a while, the little monk screamed as if he had just woken up from a dream, transformed into a golden light of lightning, and disappeared on Yushan Mountain.
At this moment, heavy snow suddenly fell from the sky, and the thunder disappeared when the snow fell.
The snow is red, just like the death of Saint Zhunti back then.
In this red and blood-red snow scene, a cyan figure suddenly appeared next to Gun's body. A closer look revealed that it was the Yuqing Saint, the original Heavenly Lord.
Yuan Yuan approached Gun's body, and the blue jade essence flashed in his eyes. Under these deep eyes, everything was invisible.
After a while, the green light dissipated, and there was a look of joy on his face, and he said to himself: "Qingmingzi is right, there is actually a child in Gun's belly!"
Speaking of this, Yuan Yuan slightly waved his sleeves towards Gun's belly, and saw that the belly gradually became transparent. A tightly balled little guy was squirming left and right in Gun's belly, and it looked like the same shape.
A little human kid.
Yuan Yuan smiled slightly, and with a single stroke of his hand, the little guy floated out of Gun's belly.
The original Tianzun took the child, looked at the pink face like a porcelain doll, and said with a smile: "Qing Lingzi, Qing Lingzi, I didn't expect you to be that Dayu! If I had known this, why would I have to put so much thought into it as a teacher?