The two water city was covered with dark clouds.

The dark clouds are spread all over the world, and the center is in these two water cities.

If things are abnormal, they will become demons.

Lin Dong walked by the Hongchuan River, carefully looking at the geography on both sides, Qing Lingzi following Huang Linguan next to him, holding some secret scrolls of that year, and looking through the water control incident that year.

There was originally a natural barrier between Hongchuan and Yanbo Lake, but an earthquake in the early years destroyed the barrier. Then, the water flowed thousands of miles overnight, turning the land into a country of marsh. Overnight, all the crops of the people were destroyed, their houses collapsed, and they went away from homes and starved to death on the road.

Then there were wise men who planned geography, set feng shui, and separated the two waters to resolve the evil feelings of that year.

It was noon, and it had been a day since Lin Dong attacked and killed the poison god and cursed Yu Yangzi.

The blue sword light fell from the sky and landed steadily beside Lin Dong.

"Master."

The true man Daoxuan smiled and still held a polite manners, politely politely to Lin Dong.

Even if a person like Dao Zhenren entered the court, the emperor would bow to him, and there was no such thing as saying that he would bow to the Human Emperor. At this moment, after the Dao Zhenren settled, he would bow to Lin Dong first.

"oh."

Lin Dong was not surprised by the arrival of Daoxuan.

Lin Dong knew about this before Qing Lingzi sent the letter, and did not look back. He knew Dao Xuan lightly. Lin Dong took the pine wood he had cut down before, peeled off the bark, and carved it on it.

At this time, the waves in the Hongchuan water were surging. As Yilin saw it, the water surface was rising at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye. In just one hour, it would definitely be necessary to cross the river dam and rush to Yanbo Lake. At that time, disaster would come.

The strange feelings on Hongchuan naturally alarmed the people of Liangshui. The disciples of Tianyin Temple stationed here, and the disciples of Tianyin Temple arrived shortly after that Tianyin Temple, the disciples of the Fenxiang Valley came to the light, and the people of Liangshui also came to the river embankment of Hongchuan.

The Hongchuan River embankment is originally above the Liangshui County, and is a high point. When you look up at the distance, the people can see that the smoke-wave lake water is also rising step by step, and there is even more water in the middle of the lake.

The disciples of Tianyin Temple, Fenxiang Valley, and Qingyun Sect turned into lights, surrounding the Hongchuan, and Yanbo Lake flew around in an attempt to find the reason for the rise of the water. The Feng Shui transformation came from the inside. On the surface, the Hongchuan was vast and unhindered. There was no heavy rain in the upstream, and there was no obstacle in the downstream, and there was no trace of demons around the Yanbo Lake.

All the reasons are not clear, but suddenly there is such a strange scene. The people around them rely on ghosts and gods, mistakenly think that ghosts and gods are angry, kneel in front of the river, kowtow and bow down.

"Master!"

Zhenren Daoxuan bowed and asked Lin Dong to take action, saying, "When these two waters collided, the people were suffering. Since the master has the ability to reverse the world, why not take action and resolve the great disaster of the people in China!"

It can divert Hongchuan water, calculate the life of Cang, and kill demons, and eliminate demons. Daoxuan Zhenren did not doubt Lin Dong's compassion. At this moment, the river water was rising, and Lin Dong was still moving, and Daoxuan Zhenren was also panicked.

"The heavens, the place, the harmony of the people, and God helps."

Lin Dong stared at the flood in front of him and said, "None of these have arrived, we have to wait."

"What is the time?"

Tao Xuan asked.

"A day is divided into twelve hours, and the cycle is 360 days. If you ask when the flood will be cured, it will be late until it is dark and night!"

Lin Dong said calmly.

It's dark? Night?

Daoxuan Zhenren calculated the time. This fashion is in the Wei hour, which is the thirteen o'clock in the modern world. It is dark until You hour, which is five or six o'clock in the afternoon. The tide is about to reach the shore. If you wait for another four or five hours, the flood will have already broken out.

"What is the right place?"

Zhenren Daoxuan asked again.

"Mountains and rivers are the advantage of the land, and floods are the advantage of the land. When the Hongchuan water is ten feet higher than the river embankment, it is the time to control the water!"

Lin Dong still said.

The water of Hongchuan is ten feet higher than the river. In modern times, it is a big wave of thirty meters. This is no longer a wave, it is enough to be a tsunami. As for the water of Hongchuan is ten feet higher than the river embankment, it is the time when China is in trouble.

"What is human harmony?"

Zhenren Daoxuan asked again.

"The young man holds a bow and carved it from pine wood."

Lin Dong replied.

While speaking, the pine branches in Lin Dong's hand had been carved into three pine arrows.

The bow made of pine wood? Daoxuan Zhenren immediately looked at the river embankment, but saw that there were dense figures on the river embankment, with old people and children everywhere, some crying loudly, and some kneeling to worship the water spirit. If it were said that there were children holding the bow made of pine wood, Daoxuan Zhenren had not seen it yet.

"How about God's help?"

Zhenren Daoxuan continued to ask.

"The origin of heaven and earth in Tai Chi, everything is used for Tai Chi. This spirit shines from the sky, which brings peace to the world!"

Lin Dong still answered.

This spirit shines from the sky, and brings peace to the world.

Even though Daoxuan Zhenren was in the position of Qingyun's sect for many years, he had never known any spirit shining in the sky and upholding good thoughts.

"Qing Lingzi!"

Zhenren Daoxuan turned his head and ordered him as his eldest disciple, saying, "You can walk around the river embankment and these two water cities, and you must also find this bow-holding child for me!"

Qing Lingzi bowed his order and turned into a sword light, two or three meters above the ground, surrounding the river embankment, and the Liangshui City began to turn.

Daoxuan cannot grasp the heavenly time, Daoxuan cannot master the earthly power, and the divine helper is even more unclear. Now Daoxuan can only work hard on this person and above to take out the pine bow.

"It's over."

Zhou Yixian was carrying a small ring on his back and looking at the Hongchuan River.

The water surface of the Hongchuan River is rising all the way. The river embankment is three meters apart from the water surface. First, it can reach the water surface by reaching out. At this moment, the Hongchuan River has turned into a hideous demon. If you are not careful, you will take away your life.

"Grandpa, can't you do anything?"

The small ring was hung on Zhou Yixian's back.

"Water reaches your feet, and the fire burns your eyebrows. Now the only one who can save everything is the gods!"

Zhou Yixian curled his lips and stared at the Hongchuan River in front of him, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

If we want to re-administer the Feng Shui here and change the pattern, we need to have the flood to permeate, and at that time, China was already suffering.

"Are there any gods in this world?"

Xiaohuan asked.

Are there gods in this world?

Of course not.

The gods and immortals in this world are all conceived by people, thinking that the gods control lightning, thunder, and storms. However, the only cases in this world where gods and immortals appear in the world from ancient times to the present seem to be the only recent twelve generations of Qingyun.

The person who calls himself the 12th generation of Qingyun...

Zhou Yixian looked over the crowd, and finally saw the shocking Taoist Zhenren following a young man by the Hongchuan water. The young man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking at him.

The eyes met, and the young man smiled at him.

"Who ruined the Feng Shui pattern here?"

Xiaohuan asked.

"If there are too many people in the world who die, the ghost realm will flourish..."

Zhou Yixian said, "It's crazy, everyone is crazy now!"

While speaking, Zhou Yixian turned around slightly and avoided Lin Dong's gaze. The Qing Lingzi controlled the sword light flashed past him.

Zhenren Daoxuan was beside Lin Dong. The sky was gloomy and dark clouds were covered with dark clouds. After a while, the drizzling rain fell in the sky, and the whistling cold wind blew from the flood river.

The wind and clouds were surging, and the light rain gradually became heavier. The dense splashes hit the Hongchuan in front of me. The water surface of the Hongchuan continued to rise and fell. Soon, Daoxuan felt his feet soaked, and the water flowed over the river bank to his feet.

Seeing this, the people of these two water cities burst into tears.

The river bank is already high, and their home is just under the river bank. When they go home, they don’t dare to go back. For now, they seem to be able to run to the mountain, but there are still people who want to run to the city home. In that home, people who have treasures, food, or serious illness cannot move.

"Master!"

Master Daoxuan shouted again and said, "If the master has the ability to go against the heavens, please show his magical powers as soon as possible. The people in these two water cities cannot be delayed for a moment..."

Perhaps the mind was above the flood. Master Daoxuan noticed that someone had touched his body. He looked down and saw that he was a three or four-year-old child with a bun on his head and a horse clip on his body. What made Daoxuan pay attention was the child carrying a bow used by an adult, a pine bow.

"Child."

Zhenren Daoxuan bent down and looked at the child.

"Good old god."

The child said timidly: "My father said, let me be here, and when you fly away, I will grab your sleeve..."

Zhenren Daoxuan touched the child's head, forced a smile, and asked, "What's going on with this bow?"

"This is my father's favorite bow, so I will keep it for a memory."

The child was ignorant and said, "Dad said that his mother was sick and could not escape. He could not leave her mother."

Hearing this, even though Daoxuan, as a cultivator who has lived for more than a hundred years, thought he had already taken life and death lightly, he still felt sad.

"Don't worry, kid."
To be continued...