White tea legend

On the mountain, the flood was like a ferocious beast, breaking free from its restraints and rushing down the mountain.

In the valley, the originally peaceful stream suddenly swelled and turned into a rolling torrent. The huge sound of water was accompanied by a thunderous roar, as if the earth was roaring. The water flowed as fast as a galloping horse, carrying mud, rocks, broken branches, and even the remains of houses, washing away everything without mercy. Wherever the flash flood passed, the land was stripped away, and the trees were overwhelmed and broke and fell to the ground, as if it was a ruthless sweep by nature.

Immortal Lord Chongbo, Lu Yu, Blackbird and others quickly joined in the rescue operation for the victims.

Immortal Lord Chongbo flew to a high place and looked at the humans swallowed by the flood, feeling an unspeakable sadness in his heart.

But I saw people fleeing to the high ground in panic, some holding children and some holding old people. Their footsteps were hurried and heavy, and their eyes were full of fear of disaster.

Unfortunately, some people have been swept away by the rapid torrent, and their calls for help seem so weak in the wind and rain.

Floods have deeply torn people's hearts apart again and again. They are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. In the floods, they can only accept the ruthlessness of fate.

"Immortal Lord Chongbo, what are you waiting for? Whether mankind can escape from the flood depends entirely on you!"

At some point, Immortal Ruiyu appeared next to Immortal Chongbo, and his voice was full of bewitching power.

"Go and get the soil, and you can save humanity! What are you waiting for?"

Immortal Lord Chong Bo really can’t wait any longer.

He must get the soil!
Give it a try!
As long as mankind can gain peace and get rid of the troubles of floods, he will not regret that Uncle Chong's body is shattered to pieces.

But where is the soil?

Immortal Ruiyu pointed towards a shiny crystal box:
But I saw that the crystal box was transparent and bright, as if it was carefully pieced together with countless bright diamonds. It presents a regular square outline, with smooth and flat walls. The lid is also square, perfectly fitting the box body, and the intersection is delicate and seamless, as if it were made in nature. The crystal material allows light to penetrate and refract brilliant light. Inside, a tea tree looks even more emerald and colorful against the backdrop of crystal.

There were floods around the crystal box, but the area around the crystal box was dry, and the floods couldn't get even close to it.

Yes, this magical soil is the nemesis of floods!
Chongbo, you are the god who shoulders the responsibility of controlling floods. For the sake of the common people, if you don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?

Soon enough, Immortal Lord Chongbo dived and flew away like a crystal box. His figure was elegant, like a swallow in the sky, leaving streaks of brilliant rainbow light behind him.

Immortal Lord Chongbo flew to a high altitude with the crystal box in his arms and looked down from the clouds. At this moment, the mortal world was suffering from an unprecedented flood. Torrential floods swept across the vast land, destroying lives, destroying crops, and leaving no homes. Immortal Lord Chong Bo saw this and felt pain in his heart. He knew that if no action was taken, this disaster would bring immeasurable losses and suffering to the world.

What he holds in his arms is an extraordinary artifact - the breath soil that can calm all storms and waves. This piece of living soil is a treasure of the heaven. It has the power to turn decay into magic and stop conflicts into weapons.

He stared at the rolling torrent at his feet and looked at the helpless and struggling lives, and his heart was deeply touched again.

It’s been nine years and it’s time for everything to end.

Immortal Lord Chongbo’s brows were filled with compassion and determination.

Immortal Lord Chongbo no longer hesitated, he knew it was time to act. He slowly opened the crystal box. The moment the lid of the box opened slightly, the world seemed to be stunned. The soil inside the box emits a warm and sacred light, which penetrates the dark clouds and illuminates hope.

Immediately, Immortal Lord Chongbo dumped the soil into the human world. As soon as the magical soil comes into contact with the overflowing flood water, it quickly expands, covering the surging torrent like the gentlest mother hugging her child.

It does not need any instructions, it knows how to act on its own, and it finds the place where it is needed as if it is alive. Wherever the soil passed, the flood was immediately suppressed. The originally roaring river was tamed, calm as a mirror.

The people on the ground looked at all this in astonishment, with disbelieving yet grateful smiles on their faces.

The soil continued to spread, filling the river's dykes and strengthening the fragile defense lines, giving strong support to the dykes that were originally on the verge of collapse.

The soil not only stopped the floods, but also helped restore the land after the disaster, giving the muddy and broken land a new lease of life.

Under the precise control of Immortal Chongbo, Xirang completed its mission just right, without any wastage. When the last grain of soil fell, the flood was completely calmed and everything returned to peace and order.

Immortal Lord Chongbo looked at the earth below quietly, his heart filled with satisfaction and relief. He knows that his mission has been completed, the disaster in the world has passed, and all living beings will usher in new vitality and hope.

He gently closed the crystal box and waited for the power in the dark to punish him.

Sure enough, a group of heavenly soldiers and generals appeared fiercely. Immortal Lord Chongbo knelt down and raised the empty crystal box above his head.

This time, he was taken to Yushan and suffered a brutal punishment. His immortal bones were removed, his immortal status was exterminated, and the last bit of the original god was also suppressed.

Dan Shui, he can no longer go back.

There is no such immortal as Chongbo Immortal Lord in the Six Realms.

……

As Immortal Chongbo sealed the raging torrent with breath soil, the river that was once flooded is now as quiet as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. The once dark sky was penetrated by sunlight again, warmth spread across the earth, and everything revived and became full of vitality. People walked out of the temporary shelters and looked at the world of chaos and rule with new eyes.

In the fields, farmers wield hoes, sorting the soil, and sowing hope. Young green shoots burst out of the soil, heralding a bumper harvest in the future. Children chase and play in the fields, and their laughter and laughter are filled with love for life and longing for the future. The fishermen pushed their boats back to the river, returning home with a full load of fish. Every household once again saw the fires burning and the smell of fish overflowing.

Merchants have reopened their stalls, and the bustling market is filled with a dazzling array of products and an endless stream of buyers. The craftsmen banged their hammers, their faces reddened by the fire, and they forged the beauty of life with their skillful hands.

In towns, housing reconstruction work is in full swing. The newly built houses are more solid and elegant than before, and people use their hands and sweat to lay a solid foundation for their homes. In the evening, every family sits around the dining table and shares family happiness, which is the most sincere happiness after a disaster.

In a peaceful and peaceful scene, an immortal in white clothes was carrying a bird and a cat, looking for the missing tea tree.

"White tea..."

Lu Yu called for white tea to the mountains and rivers, but received no response from the tea tree.

"Miracle doctor, where has the master gone?" the cockatiel asked crying.

"Meow meow meow..." The cat also whimpered.

"Stone Mountain, Hongxue Cave, let's go back to Hongxue Cave and have a look." An idea flashed in Lu Yu's mind.