Standing at the top of the dam, Li Bing, the general manager of the water conservancy project, stroked his beard and looked down at the lively scene below, his eyes shining with approval.
I saw those densely packed, black shrimps, soldiers and crabs like hard-working craftsmen, busy shuttling in the underwater world, adding bricks and tiles to the construction of the dam. For them, underwater work is not only not an obstacle, but on the contrary, they are as comfortable as a fish in water.
If ordinary people want to build a dam of this scale, the first problem is how to tame the turbulent waves and make the water below the water a stable construction site.
But at this moment, all these problems seem to be easily solved in front of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals. They are like natural underwater architects, making the impossible possible.
What's even more remarkable is that all of this happened in an orderly manner under the careful planning of the three princesses of the West Sea.
Under her command, these elites of the aquatic tribe worked in two shifts, day and night, and the outline of the dam extended in the water at an astonishing speed. Its construction efficiency was astonishingly high.
Looking at the labor scene in front of him of the harmonious coexistence of humans and monsters, Li Bing couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
He has met countless people in his life, but he has never seen such unity and cooperation across racial boundaries. This scene made him daydream, maybe this is the epitome of the harmonious world that the ancients longed for, right?
As for why he was entrusted with such an important task to design and lead this grand project, Li Bing also had mixed feelings.
He was originally a farmer from a wealthy businessman. He worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, leading an ordinary life.
However, a sudden turn of fate occurred. The True Lord came in person, gave him the golden elixir, and taught him the art of water conservancy, turning him from a farmer to a water conservancy expert overnight, and shouldering the mission of building a dam.
This sudden honor and responsibility made him feel both frightened and honored.
Strangely enough, the moment Li Bing stepped into the Guanjiang Estuary and his eyes touched those complex water conservancy topographic maps, a bright light seemed to be lit in his heart, and he instantly understood the mission he shouldered.
Then he had a big plan, and it was a huge project for mankind.
He wanted to make use of the Minjiang River's sometimes wild and sometimes docile flood pattern, combined with the unique hanging river terrain of the Chengdu Plain, and cleverly guide it, not only to make this unruly river become the rain that nourishes all things, but also to solve the problems it brings.
The need for irrigation and the difficulty of flood drainage have completely eradicated the stubborn water disease that has plagued this basin for a long time.
Therefore, he used his ingenuity to design an ingenious water conservancy project: the fish-mouth dike is like a snake spitting messages, cleverly dividing the river into two parts, which not only ensures the balance of irrigation, but also takes into account the needs of flood discharge;
The Feishayan Spillway is the crystallization of wisdom, allowing sediment to flow away with the water and keeping the river unobstructed; while the Baopingkou water inlet is like a fine filter, accurately controlling the amount of water entering the Chengdu Plain, nourishing all things
, and avoid the disaster of flooding.
In addition, there are ancillary projects such as the Baizhang Dike and the Herringbone Dike, which are like loyal guards, guarding the safety and prosperity of this land.
Under his careful planning, the Guanjiang Estuary in the future will no longer be a place of worry due to unpredictable floods and droughts, but will be transformed into a paradise where "floods and droughts depend on people and no one knows about famine". The "Land of Abundance" like a fairyland on earth will be born here
.
As for the name of this great project, he already had a good idea - Dujiangyan.
With the completion of the project and the blessing and solid protection of countless practitioners, Dujiangyan has not only become a solid barrier against natural disasters, but has also stood firm in the long river of time, witnessing his wisdom and achievements.
In the future, his name, together with Dujiangyan, will be remembered forever by future generations, will be famous and praised for generations to come.
Just as Li Bing was secretly feeling proud and thinking about the progress of the project, a girl with a stunning face, wearing fiery red armor, and bright red dragon horns on her head quietly appeared in front of him, with a somewhat complicated and gentle look in her eyes.
Li Bing quickly put away his thoughts and politely raised his hands and said: "May I ask if the third princess of the West Sea is here? I wonder what the princess is doing here? If the water tribe brothers need to rest, it doesn't matter, so I can arrange for someone to take over and ensure that the project does not stop."
When Ao Cunxin heard this, a trace of embarrassment and hesitation flashed across his face.
The dragon clans in the four seas are connected by blood and share weal and woe. However, in recent years, constant turmoil, especially the encounter in the East China Sea, has made the dragon clan keep secrets about Yang Jian, Nezha and other names, and their hatred is difficult to calm down.
The matter of irrigating the river mouth and building the river has made many dragon clans want to take advantage of it to make trouble. However, these elders in the clan have dissuaded them one by one because they put the overall situation first.
But she had different considerations in mind.
This Yang Jian has been so powerful in just ten years of practice, and he is also a disciple of a saint. This kind of strong man has a promising future and a bright future. Isn't the most important thing for the Dragon Clan to do is to make friends with him.
If we can have the help of a powerful person like Yang Jian with great supernatural powers, who would dare to offend her Xihai? Who would dare to come to their Xihai to eat and drink and take away with a lot of things?
And as far as she knew, in the vast West Sea, most of the spiritual objects, mineral deposits, and spiritual stones that countless water tribes have been searching for day and night will actually be distributed to the heavens and the various great gods.
In the end, there were only a few spiritual objects left for the dragon tribe to use for their cultivation. Some of the lower-level dragon tribes even lived worse than those big monsters in the mountains. What kind of pride could such dragon tribes have?
Just a poor thing!
So she came here now to find a thick thigh for Xihai to hold tightly!
After Ao Cunxin struggled for a moment, she finally plucked up the courage and asked Li Bing sincerely: "When will I have the opportunity to see the true king?"
Hearing this, Li Bing shook his head slightly, gently stroking the beard on his chin with his fingers, and said slowly: "Manager Chen just came here a few days ago, and at that time he mentioned that Zhenjun is currently in seclusion for cultivation.
With Zhenjun's extraordinary and unfathomable cultivation, he can often retreat for hundreds or even thousands of years at a time. Unless there are major changes in the world, no one can predict when he will come out of retreat."
When Ao Cunxin heard this, a look of disappointment flashed across his face, and he wanted to turn around and leave, continuing to urge his men to work harder.
As long as you work unremittingly, you will eventually win the favor of the True Lord. After all, those precious spiritual objects in the West Sea are better used to make such a powerful ally than to be given away to others at will.
Just as she was about to leave, suddenly, the whole world seemed to be shaken by a powerful force, and an unprecedented wave of spiritual power surged from the distance.
As a direct descendant of the dragon clan, Ao Cunxin had the trait of being extremely sensitive to spiritual power in her blood. She immediately raised her head alertly and cast her eyes to the east along the direction of that power.
In the eastern sky, two dazzling golden lights suddenly cut through the sky, soaring into the sky like two giant dragons. Their momentum was so fierce that they penetrated the clouds and shot straight into the unreachable ninth heaven.
The power contained in the golden light made Ao Cunxin feel palpitations, as if her soul was trembling. She couldn't help but murmur to herself: "What on earth is going on?"
"Another innate being has arrived in the world among the three realms." A gentle and slightly magnetic voice suddenly sounded, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, making Ao Cunxin's ears feel slightly warm.
She turned around quickly, intending to complain softly, but the moment she saw the person clearly, all her words were choked in her throat, and her eyes were round and full of surprise.
The man stood sideways, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, his hair dancing wildly in the wind, like unruly weeds in the wilderness.
The sun shone down, coating his meditative face with a golden glow, making it look extraordinarily otherworldly. Ao Cunxin looked at him, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in her heart, as if the whole world had stopped.
"What are you looking at?" Just as she was intoxicated, Yang Jian's voice broke the tranquility. He slowly turned his head, his eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything, and even reached the bottom of Ao Cunxin's heart.
Ao Cunxin looked at him, and felt that those eyes seemed to contain everything in the world. They were deep and peaceful, making all her disguises and cover-ups seem so weak.
She seemed to be naked in front of him, exposing everything.
A strange feeling arose spontaneously, Ao Cunxin's legs went weak, her cheeks turned red, and she quickly jumped into the water, leaving only her head above the water, feeling extremely shy.
Under the water, her gorgeous red dragon tail swayed gently.
At this time, a little yellow cat poked its head out from Yang Jian's lapel, sniffed the air curiously, and then its eyes fell on Ao Cunxin's dragon tail, with a hint of cunning flashing in its eyes.
"Meow~"
【Dragon Knight, Dragon Knight!】
Yang Jian:???
After a moment of silence, Ao Tingxin hurriedly made an excuse, with a bit of panic in her voice: "Zhenjun, I...I'm just...afraid of getting too hot!"
Hearing this, Yang Jian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes gently swept over her face, which was even more delicate due to shyness. Then he looked under her and saw a group of carps rushing to drink water. The scene was quite interesting.
"Well, I believe you." He responded softly, with an imperceptible smile in his tone.
Only then did Ao Cunxin realize her embarrassing situation. She quickly looked down and her cheeks turned as red as a burning cloud. She hurriedly waved her dragon tail, and a strong stream of water instantly fanned the innocent carp away.
Immediately afterwards, she stirred the water surface harder, as if to replace the surrounding air. It was not until the water surface returned to calm that her mood calmed down a little.
However, when she looked up at the shore again, she found that Yang Jian's figure had disappeared from sight.
Ao Cunxin suddenly felt annoyed. She stretched out her hand and patted her still red dragon tail, and said to herself: "Cunxin, Cunxin, you are not a dragon who has never seen the world. Why are you so rude today? It's really
The dragon was thrown into the sea!"
...
In the Western Paradise, the golden light is bright, and golden lotuses seem to be blooming on the ground, creating a peaceful and peaceful scene.
Today, a powerful man presented a rare ten thousand-year-old golden Dala flower to Buddha Sakyamuni, in order to pray for the Buddha to open an altar to preach and save all sentient beings.
The Buddha gently picked up the Dala flower, but said nothing.
In just a moment, the entire Buddha land resounded with the deep Zen sound, like the sound of the great road, striking directly into the soul. However, as time slowly passed, the Arhat Bodhisattvas showed confusion on their faces, apparently unable to understand the deep meaning of the Buddha's move.
At this time, Venerable Kasyapa raised a smile on his lips and nodded slightly, as if he had understood something.
Seeing this, the Buddha was satisfied and uttered a loud bell-like voice: "Kasyapa, you have touched the essence of Buddhism!"
Jin Chanzi, the chief disciple sitting under the Buddha, was full of doubts and asked the Venerable Kassapa: "Amitabha, I wonder what kind of truth the Venerable has realized?"
Venerable Kasyapa just smiled and did not answer.
Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together and said slightly eagerly: "If the venerable master cannot speak, the poor monk dares to guess whether he is just smiling to please the Buddha, but in fact he has not truly understood it?"
As soon as these words came out, Venerable Kassapa's face changed slightly, he put his hands together and recited softly: "Amitabha."
When Jin Chanzi saw this, he felt even more unsatisfied and chanted: "Amitabha!"
For a moment, the Buddha's name was exchanged between the two people. Outsiders may not understand the meaning, but everyone in the Buddhist community present knew that there was a hidden secret under the Buddha's name, and the two were fighting in Buddha's words.
Well...the curse was very dirty.
Seeing this, the Buddha gently raised his hand and used the art of silence. The two of them immediately fell silent and could not speak any more.
Then, the Buddha turned his eyes to Jin Chanzi and said seriously: "As my great disciple, you have failed to understand the wonders of Buddhism. You may be too lazy in your daily life, and your murderous intention has not been eliminated. This is not the way to practice.
Today, I provoked a quarrel of words at this grand Buddhist gathering and shall be punished."
After saying this, the Buddha continued: "The calamity is approaching, the world will be in great catastrophe, and the people will suffer. I will punish you to reincarnate in the mortal world for ten lives, go through hardships, enlighten the Tao and seek scriptures. Are you willing?"
Jin Chanzi pondered for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement. Immediately, his golden body began to burn, and finally turned into a golden light, and fell into the six paths of reincarnation.
The Buddha turned to look at Guanyin Bodhisattva on the side and said: "Master, Jin Chanzi's trip is extremely dangerous, with many catastrophes and nine deaths.
I give you the three hoops of gold, tightness, and restraint, which can control many creatures in the world. I hope you will find three destined people in the six realms of the three realms and protect them on their journey to the west to obtain scriptures.
There are also spiritual treasures, the brocade cassock and the nine-ring tin staff. The former can grant blessings and increase wisdom, and protect the golden cicada from falling into reincarnation; the latter shows holy wisdom and protects him from poison. You need to give these two treasures to the golden cicada.
His reincarnated body to help him practice."
When Guanyin Bodhisattva heard the words, he nodded slightly to show that he accepted the order.
The Buddha waved his sleeves lightly, and five streams of light fell into the sleeves of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Then he put his hands together, solemnly displayed the treasures, and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, good, good, good!"
As the Buddha's name sounded, the entire Lingshan Buddhist Kingdom seemed to be enveloped by a sacred power. All Buddhas, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas clasped their hands together and chanted in unison: "Amitabha, good, good, good!"
For a time, the sound of Buddha was lingering, golden lotuses were everywhere, and the golden Buddha light surged on the top of Lingshan Mountain, reflecting peace and hope.
