Honghuang: I, the North Sea Xuan Turtle, support the sky on my own!

Aggressive, like a beast that devours people.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would shiver.

Not to mention small children.

But in the face of this surging wave, Dayu did not flinch, but said firmly:

"Master, the disciple is willing to come forward to calm down the floods of the human race, and hope that the master will help me."

Ever since he knew that his biological father was engulfed by the water of the Yellow River.

My heart has long been tied to it.

Now I see countless human races displaced because of the floods in the Yellow River, and I can't bear it.

But now he wants to cultivate, but he has no ability.

It is impossible to deal with the water of the Yellow River.

Only with the help of the master can it be possible to calm down the human race.

"Okay, it's rare for you to have this ambition. If you are really determined, you will definitely help your teacher. Kong Xuan, follow me to the Youyu tribe!"

Xuan Tao turned to look at Kong Xuan.

Naturally, he has no opinion at all, and the orders of all masters are the greatest here.

The three immediately turned into a stream of light and disappeared by the Yellow River.

The Youyu tribe is located in the north of the Yellow River.

The terrain is higher there, and the Yellow River floods have less impact on them.

The current co-lord of the human race, Emperor Shun, lived here.

In the center of the Youyu tribe stands a large tent.

There are countless human soldiers cruising, holding bronze spears, and the guards are extremely tight.

In the tribal tent, a look of sadness appeared on Emperor Shun's face.

Just because his merits are about to be consummated, he is about to abdicate.

But he didn't find a suitable successor, which made him sad.

For this reason, there are many ministers in the tribe who have recommended it. It is said that moral conduct and cultivation are the best choices.

It's a pity that after some investigations, there is no one that suits his mind.

Either lack of character, or lack of prestige.

This is how to become the co-lord of the human race, lead them to become stronger, and convince the people of the world.

Because of this, he even had a lot of white hair.

It's a pity that his master Xuandu told him not to worry.

Said it was time, the next co-lord of the human race would appear in front of him.

But it was only a few years before he officially abdicated, so how could he not be impatient.

Just then, a soldier came hurriedly.

"Report, the Yellow River flooded again, and there were countless casualties. Even Gun, the flood control officer, was swallowed up by the flood, and his life is still unknown."

Emperor Shun's face suddenly darkened.

This is bad news for him.

Gun is his subordinate to control the flood, and he was sent to control the flood more than ten years ago.

There has never been any major problems, but it happened when he was about to abdicate.

For his career in power, it is undoubtedly a big stain.

Emperor Shun looked around, and there were several important tribal officials in the tent, all of whom were human humerus, all of whom were excellent in virtue.

"What countermeasures, gentlemen, can you do to manage the flood?"

There was no answer, and the scene fell into silence for a while.

It turned out that during the reign of Emperor Shun, he emphasized virtue and paid attention to filial piety.

It is a generation of Mingjun, and under his rule, the etiquette of the human race prevails.

It also cites a series of etiquette and methods to make all industries prosper.

Created a political and harmonious situation.

It's a pity that his subordinates are all virtuous and excellent.

Only a few people can manage the flood.

Gun is the most successful one, and has never gone wrong in managing the floods in the Yellow River for decades.

Now that even he has failed, who can carry this burden.

Anyway, the ministers have nothing to do.

In dealing with the problem of floods, no one has surpassed Gun, and there is no one other than him.

The silence made a haze appear on Emperor Shun's face, as if dripping water.

But his good character didn't make him scold.

I can only say sadly:

"God does not bless my human race, and there is no countermeasure in the face of floods. I am a sinner through the ages."

As he spoke, two lines of clear tears fell from his face.

"Your Majesty, please condolences, don't let this matter damage your dragon body and affect the country and society."

When the ministers saw this, they were shocked and quickly comforted.

But no one mentioned the issue of water management.

Emperor Shun was silent, but the sadness on his face became more and more intense.

Just then, another person came to report.

"Your Majesty, someone from outside the tribe asked to see him, saying that he had a way to control the water."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's eyes were bright.

The human race has such a talented person who can control the water. Not to mention his ability, it is worthy of admiration for this courage.

It should be known that once there is a mistake, it will bear the infamy of the ages.

Otherwise, these tribal officials would have stood up and shouldered this burden long ago.

The expression on Emperor Shun's face was even more pleasant, and he said anxiously:

"Invite that strong man to come in. If he is really capable of this emperor, oh no, I will grant him the throne."

After finishing speaking, Shun still felt that he was not sincere enough.

The tears on his face were not in a hurry to clean up, and he hurriedly walked outside the tent.

The ministers in the account looked at each other in dismay, this remark is too childish.

The throne of the human race is the supreme authority.

If there is a mistake, it will bring disaster to the human race.

Even that person's character and morality have not been examined, how can they easily give in.

A group of ministers followed and shouted that it was absolutely impossible.

Emperor Shun ignored the will of the crowd and went straight to the outside of the tent.

I saw three people appear.

One was a young man in Chinese clothing, with a handsome face and a domineering look on his brows. The three of them were actually headed by him.

Emperor Shun's eyes lit up, seeing this face as a person of good character.

But succeeding him on the throne just looks weak.

Can he really manage the flood?

Even so, Emperor Shun bowed down to Xuantao, knowing that people can't look good:

"But this strong man wants to take care of my human race's flood."

But seeing Xuantao shaking his head, Emperor Shun felt a little disappointed.

Turning to look at the other person, he was wearing a peacock costume, his face was indifferent, and there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

Emperor Shun wanted to come, and this was a strong man who also managed the flood, and bowed down again.

"This strong man is very ambitious. If you can manage the flood, I will give you the throne of the emperor."

But seeing Kong Xuan shaking his head, he pointed at the young man beside him and said:

"This is the one who was ordered to manage the flood for the human race."

Seeing this, Rao Yi Shun's mentality exploded.

He never liked to judge people by their appearance, but what Kong Xuan pointed out was a child.

I am afraid that it is not a wave that passes by, and everyone is gone.

How to manage the flood, Emperor Shun said with a gloomy expression:

"Don't joke with me, this strong man, He De He Neng can take on that heavy responsibility.

This is related to the design of people's livelihood, and there is no room for drama. "

At this time, a group of clan ministers appeared.

It was incredible to see that the person who made the announcement was a child.

"It's just nonsense. How can you let a child control the water, and wait for these elders, it's too dark-hearted and indecent."

Everyone immediately made up their minds, and the pictures of unscrupulous parents who let their parents and children die for the sake of profit have been denounced.

The sound of scolding and scolding resounded.