The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 622
The autumn harvest has passed, and the grain reserves in various places are full, and the ground is golden.

Although the taxes collected by various places are not rich because all walks of life have just developed, but Liu Hongyi was able to get the military salary from Dong Zhen, the transshipment envoy of Guangnan West Road, through Zhao Dongting personally handing down the decree to Jingjiang Mansion.

Dong Zhen had to swear a few words, saying that after paying the military salary, all departments of the government government had to tighten their belts to live.

Liu Hongyi, however, was very happy. With food and ordnance, he rushed to Gaozhou himself, and then went to the Dongsha Islands from the Gaozhou ferry.

Chongqing Prefecture.

After all, the flood still spread outside the city.

Seeing the menacing flood, the city was in panic.

This is as terrifying as the end of the world.

Under the leadership of the generals, the Xixia army soldiers knew that it was impossible to go out of the city to climb the mountain, so they could only rush towards the inner city.

The White Horse Army in the inner city also ignored the inner city, left the city from the west gate of Chongqing Mansion, and left in panic.

The flood was much more terrifying than that of the Xixia Army.

Li Wangyuan, Zhongsun Qifu and others were able to board the hot air balloon and fly high into the sky.But looking at the torrential flood, his face was full of despair.

After the flood passed, there were more than 5 elite soldiers, and it is not known how many can be left behind.

All their calculations were disrupted by this flood disaster.

Without these more than [-] elite soldiers, Xixia had no energy left to guard Kuizhou.The domestic turmoil alone may be enough to make them burn out.

Zhongsun Qifu was old and frail, fainted, woke up, passed out again, and repeated this several times, but almost died of being tossed.

"what is that!"

Suddenly, someone on the hot air balloon exclaimed.Point to the torrential flood.

There is an old turtle like a mopan, carrying an old and a young couple on its back, walking slowly in the flood.

At this moment, it is really like a heaven and a man descending into the world.

After Li Wangyuan fixed his eyes on the past, he showed surprise, "It's a living Buddha without a master."

This old turtle can be said to be a clear manifestation of the status of a monk without merit.

He Liancheng had also heard of the name of the Living Buddha, and he wondered beside him, "What is Master Wude doing in Chongqing at this time?"

Even if it was him, there was some humility and respect in his tone.

In this world, the great powers of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism almost no longer carry a clear national symbol. No matter which country they go to, they will be respected by people.

Li Wangyuan said with emotion: "It should be to save people!"

No one is not shocked.

It takes a lot of courage to brave the flood to approach the city and save all sentient beings.

Monk Wude can be honored as a living Buddha by the world. This kindness and compassion are really without any hypocrisy.

People on the hot air balloon can't help but ask themselves, if they encounter this kind of situation, they probably can't avoid it, and only want to save their own lives.

And what made people even more dumbfounded was that the old turtle stopped in front of the city gate.

The back of the turtle with the size of a millstone undulates on the water.

Wude Living Buddha and the woman behind him had their hands clasped together, their faces full of peace.

The old turtle turned around slowly, facing the mighty river coming from behind.

Someone exclaimed: "Master, is this to block the torrent alone?"

There was disbelief on everyone's face.

Even if the cultivation level of the living Buddha is definitely not low, there is no reason why he can stop such a torrential flood, right?
But seeing Wude's actions, the living Buddha undoubtedly intended to do so.

All eyes were focused on the old turtle, the old monk and the little girl.

On the surface of the water, the old turtle was ups and downs, but it was extremely stable.

Monk Wude suddenly turned his head and said softly to Yue Wu: "Disciple, are you afraid?"

Le Wu giggled, "With Master in front, you will never be afraid of wonderful techniques."

"it is good."

Monk Wude said: "Then let's chant sutras!"

Both of them closed their eyes again, ignoring the raging flood, and began to chant scriptures.

The sound is not loud, and it cannot spread far at all.But even those in the balloon seemed to feel a certain force, or atmosphere.

The old turtle held its head up, as if it was roaring.

The surface of the water ripples around it in circles.

This is probably really an ancient alien beast.

If Zhao Dongting could see this scene, maybe he wouldn't still not believe in the rumor that the living Buddha can't subdue the old turtle who can make trouble.

The old turtle may really have such ability.

The flood that came with the turbulent momentum of destroying the city seemed to be resisted, and suddenly stopped a few meters in front of the old turtle.

There is an invisible wall that keeps the torrential flood out.

Excluding the river flowing slowly across the ground, in front of Monk Wude, a full width of several hundred meters was blocked by the air wall.

This is really a fairy method.

The Xixia Qitian soldiers on the hot air balloon couldn't help but knelt down slowly.

The flood flooded higher and higher, but the old turtle, the living Buddha, and the little girl remained motionless.

No one knows how long the invisible air wall can last, but everyone has hope in their hearts.

The torrential flood flows south along the air wall.

As long as the most flooded pass is blocked, the Chongqing government will be spared.

However, it's just past that for less than 2 minutes.As the hope in everyone's hearts became stronger and stronger, the air wall seemed to collapse.

There is a flood like a waterfall, breaking through the air wall from the air and rushing down.

Both the living Buddha and the little girl were drenched thoroughly.

"Grandmaster!"

"Living Buddha!"

someone exclaimed.

Everyone can see that the living Buddha is beyond his power.

If things go on like this, even with the astonishing method of the living Buddha, I am afraid that he will be submerged in the torrent.

Tianwei is irresistible.

This flood really does not look like human power can stop it.

wow wow wow.

After cracks appeared in the air wall, it was like a shattered mirror, unable to support it anymore.Soon it fell apart.

The old turtle, the living Buddha, and the little girl were all swallowed by the flood.

Some people cry.

The flood roared against the city walls.

The flood peak, which gathered enormous strength, slapped the city wall in bursts, and then rushed the weather-beaten city wall of Chongqing Mansion out of the gap without accident.

The city walls were crumbling down.

The flood was even more unscrupulous, rushing into the city.

House collapse.

Instant confusion.

The people on the hot air balloon were still staring at the water surface, expecting the old turtle to break out of the water carrying the living Buddha and the little girl.

However, until several minutes passed, there was not necessarily any movement under the water.

In this short period of time, the southeast corner of the city has become a vast ocean.

"Ugh……"

Zhongsun Qifu, who had just woken up, sighed.

In the face of such a flood, even the living Buddhas are unable to cross by themselves, how can they save all sentient beings?
Desperation appeared on the faces of everyone again, and Li Wangyuan ordered that the hot air balloon head towards the mountains in the north.

Under such heavy rain, a hot air balloon can't last long at all.Although the canvas was smeared with grease, the balloon was still swaying in the wind and rain.

As for the soldiers and common people below, after Hong Feng passes through the border, they will probably suffer countless losses, right?
The Chongqing government will be destroyed even more.

But at this moment, there was a sudden surge of waves in the torrential flood outside the city.

Another invisible wall of air rose up.

The flood was stopped again.

Living Buddha!
The flood behind was stopped, and the flood ahead was spread.But its power is obviously not enough to invade the inner city.

After the water flowed, the old turtle, the old monk and the little girl reappeared.

The living Buddha and the little girl are still sitting cross-legged on the back of the old turtle.

The two put their hands together and were still chanting.

The flood quickly spread over several meters, like a giant beast, ready to swallow the living Buddha and the little girl into its bloody maw all the time.

A golden Buddha suddenly appeared in the air.

It is the living Buddha.

This golden Buddha looks like a living Buddha, about several feet high, indistinct, shrouded in auspicious golden light.

Everyone was shocked by this vision.

Li Wangyuan murmured, "Extreme Realm... This is Extreme Realm..."

The living Buddha can't stop the flood peak and break through to the extreme.

This is probably the only great power in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years that can definitely break through to the extreme.

Even that sword god Konglangzi, no one dares to be sure that he has broken into the extreme state.

Whether they are martial arts practitioners or not, at this moment, they all yearn for the highest level of martial arts.At this level, it can really be said that it is a living god.

The flood peak lasted for about ten minutes.

The invisible air wall no longer showed any signs of breaking.The golden Buddha head sits firmly in the air, blooming golden light.

The sunset is as bright as fire.

As the water flowed southward, more and more people fell to their knees.

Believers or non-believers are all convinced by the old monk on the back of the old turtle at this moment.If he is not a real Buddha, how could he evolve into such a miracle?

The flood, slowly lowered.

In the end, it only covered the four feet of the old turtle.

The golden Buddha in the air slowly dissipated.

(End of this chapter)