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Chapter 21 The Yellow River Flood
Fu Zeyang set off from Wuyi Mountain, controlled the Taiyin Divine Sword, and concentrated the sword energy into a ray of moonlight, which was extremely inconspicuous in broad daylight.

He went all the way north, and this day he came to the top of the Yellow River, and encountered the river flooding.

The Yellow River is the mother river of the Chinese nation, but this mother has a bad temper, is often angry, and has repeatedly done things like taking the Huaihe River into the sea.Once it occurs, dikes will burst everywhere, and the turbid current will roll down, wrapping a large amount of sand and sand from the upper reaches, and rushing like a catastrophe.Wherever it passed, large tracts of land and houses were scoured and buried, and they were easily corrupted for thousands of miles.

Fu Zeyang pushed aside the dark clouds in the air and looked down, only to see the yellow mud soup sweeping the sky and the earth, rushing furiously, and the waves swept away all the people, animals, farms and all living things on the shore.

The people howled, the animals roared, and they all fought for their lives in this huge natural disaster.

However, there was one person who walked against the fleeing people. He did not walk on the ground, but flew away from the ground.

This man was a young Taoist priest, wearing a light blue Taoist robe, with a flying sword on his feet, and he was not flying very high. When the people below saw him, they knelt down and bowed down, shouting: "The gods have come to save us!"

The young man met head-on with the torrent of tails attacking the victims. He stood on the flying sword, made a tactic with both hands, and pushed forward. Two wisps of milky white smoke flew out from his sleeves, gushing out continuously. They soared and grew stronger, connecting together to form a wall of fog.The wall was three feet thick, ten feet high, and stretched fifty miles from east to west, forcibly blocking the yellow water that the Jedi landed on the shore, so that it still flowed along the original river course.

Fu Zeyang had long wanted to refine a magic weapon of this type of cloud and mist, which could not only attack the enemy, but also defend and protect the body, as well as a screen between the sky and the ground to block others from prying eyes.It's just that the smog in Wuyi Mountain is not thick enough to sacrifice and refine it into a magic weapon.

He looked enviously, but the smoky barrier couldn't withstand the impact of the flood. It was constantly beaten by the waves, and it became thinner and thinner. It became thinner by a third in just ten minutes. If it continues, this magic weapon will definitely be destroyed. ruined.

The young Taoist priest was not in a hurry to take back the treasure, but continued to amplify his voice to send the victims to flee to higher places.

Fu Zeyang respected that this person despised treasures and valued others, and also felt sorry for this treasure that had been made with a lot of painstaking efforts.

Magical weapons such as haze and mist are very difficult to refine. They belong to the type of foreign workers. They have been collected for decades, and there are very few left after mining and refining. It will take at least [-] years of effort to cultivate such a scale that seals dozens of miles.

He charged the sword light downward, fell into the dark clouds, manipulated the thick water vapor to support his body, and then released the Yimu essence.

Dashes of blue light flew down from the thick clouds, and the plants buried in the silt and yellow sand were nourished, grew rapidly, and stretched their branches. First, poplars, willows, elms, locust trees and other trees rose from the ground, and the crowns of the trees flew away. Sha Gai, straight to the sky.Afterwards, many thorns, vines, Artemisia annua, aquatic plants, etc. drilled out of the sand like spirit snakes, using the trees as pile foundations, intertwined and intertwined to form a large net.The water is huge, and there are constant waves, breaking trees and tearing vines, but Yimu has the most vigorous vitality, it grows very fast and forms a tall tree wall in a short period of time.

Fu Zeyang's current magic power is not enough to produce plants and form a tree wall more than one meter thick and thirty miles long, but he has Yuehua True Water, which is condensed from the essence of the moon, which can best help creatures grow.He used kung fu to catalyze a drop of real water, mix it with Yimu real energy and send it out at the same time, making the tree wall grow.

The towering trees stand in rows, the ivy is densely woven, and the turbid waves push frequently, swaying more and more gracefully.

The tree wall is getting thicker and denser, blocking the yellow water outside the magic weapon of white mist.

The young Taoist priest was surprised and delighted, and said to Yunzhong Jishou: "Where can you help me, please come and meet me!"

Fu Zeyang flew down from the clouds, and the young man saw that he was a seven or eight-year-old child, his face showed surprise, but then he returned to normal, and bowed his hands: "Kunlun sent Zhong Shu to meet Taoist friend."

Fu Zeyang reported his name and asked curiously, "Fellow Taoists are from the Kunlun School? Do you know the Four Friends of Kunlun?"

Zhong Shu wondered: "I have been out of the mountains to accumulate good deeds with my three brothers from the same school in the past two years. They are called the Four Friends of Kunlun. Have fellow Taoists heard of us?"

"You are one of the four friends of Kunlun, and your surname is Zhong..." Fu Zeyang realized that this is Mr. Zhong, who will become famous in the future. In the future, the nine elders of the Kunlun School will be co-chairs, and each will have successors. Mr. Zhong is the most prosperous.

When he was young, Mr. Zhong was very handsome, polite and well-spoken: "Fu Daoyou's congenital Yimu Immortal Technique is really powerful. He can grow a tree wall thirty miles along the river in a very short period of time!"

Fu Zeyang said a few words modestly, and asked him about the Kunlun School and the anecdotes in the circle without any trace.

The Kunlun School has a long history and great influence. It was originally the number one fairy school in the world.It's just that the early rafters died first. Back then, the Demon Cult flourished and wanted to rule the world, and then smashed through the Three Realms, turning all living beings into slaves.

Since the Kunlun faction is the bridgehead against the demon sect, a hundred thousand demon sons and grandsons attack the Kunlun Ruins, and all the immortals from all over the world rush to help each other.

In the end, the leader of the demon sect was wiped out, two of the four elders died, and most of the rest of the demons were also wiped out.

However, the sky pillar of Kunlun Mountain was broken, the fairyland was turned into ruins, and countless immortals were destroyed.

It wasn't until the previous generation's head, because he made friends with a monk, introduced Buddhism to join the Kunlun School, and each monk and Taoist passed on a branch, that the Kunlun School prospered again.But what is more sad is that due to the good feng shui of Kunlun Mountain, all evil gods and devils from all walks of life go to Kunlun Mountain to set up camp. There are dozens of famous and famous big devils, and the Kunlun faction still lives in fear.

Now the head of the Kunlun School is Patriarch Yiyuan, and another great monk, Han Seng Kong, is the deputy head. The two share the inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism. Both Buddhism and Taoism.At present, the four most outstanding young disciples of the Kunlun School, Zen Master Zhifei and Master Tianchi are both monks, while Mr. Zhong and Wei Shaoshao are Taoists.

The two worked together to fight the flood, and after the flood was blocked smoothly, one guarded the dam and the other helped the victims escape. Fu Zeyang distributed all the dry food prepared by Huan's mother to the victims.

While he was busy with his work, a black light suddenly flew from the twilight at the intersection of sky and water, and appeared over the embankment. It was a girl in a long black dress with a cool expression. She glanced at Fu Zeyang and said to Mr. Zhong: "I met fellow Daoist's junior in the upper reaches and was besieged by two apprentices of Master Yideng. I helped him out of the siege and knew that Fellow Daoist was here."

Mr. Zhong asked urgently, "Where is Junior Brother Wei now? Was he ever injured?"

The girl said: "He has already gone to the other side to find Zhifei and his fellow Taoists."

Mr. Zhong nodded: "Thank you Bagu for your help. I thank Bagu on behalf of Junior Brother Wei."

Eight Gu!Could this girl be Deng Bagu, the later Goddess of Calamity?

The girl Bagu shook her head: "Wei Shaoshao has already thanked me, you don't need to thank me any more." She stopped when she wanted to say something, looked at Fu Zeyang who was beside her with a curious face.

Mr. Zhong introduced the two of them: "This is fellow Taoist Fu Zeyang, who helped me stop Hong Feng just now. This is Deng Bagu, the goddess of calamity."

Deng Bagu nodded slightly at Fu Zeyang, summoned up the courage to say to Mr. Zhong: "I came to tell you that the flood of the Yellow River this time is not easy. Now it is the 720th year when the ancestor of Tiechengshan came out of customs. After the elder was ascended to a foreign land, he is the only remaining Great Elder of the Demon Cult. For thousands of years, the Demon Cult has been torn apart, and each has its own pope, but they still follow his orders, and if there is any grievance, he will be asked to adjudicate."

Mr. Zhong was puzzled: "I heard Master mention his deeds, but what is the relationship between his exit and the flooding of the Yellow River?"

Deng Bagu explained: "From the day when the ancestor founded the mountain, all the venerables from all over the world went to pay homage. I heard that there was a Demon Lord from the West Kunlun who was afraid of the future doom. He learned a forbidden method from the ancestor. Jue Ding used magic to block all the water sources of the Yellow River and other major rivers. If the time comes to encircle and suppress the orthodox enemies, they will immediately shake off the water sources, destroy the entire Xingxiu Sea, and return the Central Plains to the flood. The enemy died together. The flood of the Yellow River this time is because he is casting magic and testing his supernatural powers, and demon disciples are patrolling and monitoring all over the river."

This time even Fu Zeyang found it unbelievable: "It's not surprising that he can restrict the water source of the Yellow River. When he casts the spell, he even sends people along the river to test it. Is this collecting data?"

Deng Bagu shook her head: "I don't know the specific situation. I only know that the Demon Lord has great powers and is good at the method of seeing the sky and hearing the earth. Within a thousand miles, as long as his name is mentioned, he will be detected by induction. The water source must be banned. It is necessary to understand the air and water veins of various places, and observe all kinds of subtle changes before we can start. This place is more than a thousand miles away from West Kunlun, so he can't sense it, and it is not difficult to figure it out by sending someone to check. It's just that you have to continue to control the water, I'm afraid Meeting people in the Demon Cult will cause accidents. In fact, even if the water is left alone, it will disappear automatically after three days when the Demon Master finishes practicing the spell."

"In three days, how many people will lose their homes and be separated from their flesh and blood!" Mr. Zhong said sadly, and smashed his fist on the tree beside him, "I hate my shallow way, otherwise I will kill all the way up the river like this, and I will kill you!" Do all these devil's children and grandchildren!"

Fu Zeyang has no interface, he can't control what this kind of super boss does, let alone punish those devils and grandchildren, he can't deal with even one of them.For him, the most urgent thing is to go to the North Pole as soon as possible, hide in the Long Night Island where there is no sunshine all year round, train his blood and nerves to the full, at least he can become an immortal body, and then he will come out to be scared.Hearing what Deng Bagu said, he felt that Zhongtu was very dangerous, and he had to stay away from this right and wrong place as soon as possible.

Bagu Deng wanted to say more, but suddenly a hoarse and rude voice sounded in the ears of the three of them at the same time: "Bagu Deng is a poor maidservant! Although you are not a member of our sect, you are also closely related. Once your dead ghost master leaves, you will be with Yu Luocha. Sneaky. I said that when I proposed marriage to you on behalf of my apprentice, even your master agreed, but you resisted to the death, so it turns out that you have a crush on this Kunlun sect boy!"

　When I opened my eyes in the morning and saw a crushed cockroach under my body, I was shocked, so I hurriedly added another chapter to suppress the shock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)