In mid-August, the Sixth Prince and his entourage arrived in Yongzhou. Yongzhou is located in the middle and lower reaches of the Canglan River. At this time, it was already a water town.
The heavy rain has been falling for two months, and it has not stopped yet. The Canglan River in front of me is roaring and roaring, and the sound it makes is deafening, covering up all other sounds, and even talking to each other cannot be heard.
The river is filled with turbid water, as wide as the sea, and you can't see where the other side is. As for the houses, farmland, towns, etc. that were on both sides of the river, they were all submerged without even a shadow left. The turbid river water was everywhere.
Broken trees and branches, as well as the corpses of various beasts and people.
The Sixth Prince and others were all shocked into silence by the tragic situation before them. The capital city they just left, full of people singing and dancing, seemed to have happened a lifetime ago, and what they saw before them was the truth of the world.
They did not enter Yongzhou City, but arrived directly here. The Yongzhou officials who rushed over failed to stop the sixth prince from seeing this scene, and all of them smiled miserably. This time the official was dismissed for a small job, and he might not even be able to save his life.
Just when the Sixth Prince was furious and scolding the Yongzhou officials for their corpses, a figure flew out, causing everyone to exclaim. The figure turned around on the river, picked up something from the water, and flew back again.
"Liu Xianjia, what are you holding?" Zhao Xian stepped forward and asked.
Liu Qinghuan put a young boy who was hugging a tree trunk to the ground.
The young man was so cold that his lips were blue and his face was pale. Seeing that the people around him didn't react at all, they refused to let go of the tree trunk. After a while, he seemed to come to life, and he immediately began to cry in grief, and there was no sound in his mouth.
Keep calling mom and dad.
Everyone who saw it was moved. Zhao Xian quickly ordered his followers to get a blanket, wrap the young man up and take him away for safekeeping.
They went to discuss how to relieve the disaster and control the flood. Liu Qinghuan stood above the river and stood silently for a long time.
In the next few days, he often followed Zhao Xian and others to the river. Zhao Xian was busy asking people to repair the embankment, so he went to the river and stood quietly for most of the day.
Others felt strange, but did not dare to ask.
Half a month later, the heavy rain finally stopped, and the moment the sun came out, everyone was cheering and shouting, smiling as if they had survived the disaster.
Liu Qinghuan raised his head, golden sunlight fell on his face, and beneath his feet was the still raging flood. This flood has claimed the lives of tens of thousands of people, and the plague and famine after the flood will take away more people.
life.
He felt a sense of insignificance that penetrated his soul.
In the face of such a terrifying natural disaster, even if he had reached the level of foundation building, he was still like an ant, unable to stop the pouring rain or make the roaring river docile.
At this moment, Liu Qinghuan had many thoughts.
Thinking of the past, he also walked out of such a natural disaster and saw life and death in the world along the way.
I think of the tentacled turtle, which took advantage of the creation of heaven and earth to transform itself into an infinite body, traveling through nothingness and existing in eternity.
He thought of himself again. Ever since Ming Yangzi became his disciple, although he didn't like to hear flattery from others, some invisible pride still sneaked into his heart like a demon. After arriving at the Sixth Prince's Mansion, he felt a little arrogant because of the upward gazes of mortals.
feeling.
But when facing this roaring river, everything was brought back to its original state. He had only taken two steps on the road to immortality. How ridiculous were those frivolities and contemplations?
Liu Qinghuan had some vague enlightenment, and her state of mind seemed to have been washed away. The dust and ashes slowly dispersed, becoming clear and clean.
Zhao Xian spent a long time discussing with officials, and finally decided on things like epidemic prevention and opening warehouses to release grain after the flood. He was exhausted and was about to return to the backyard to rest, when he saw Liu Qinghuan, who had been wandering outside for most of the day.
Walk in step by step from the outside.
He was about to say hello, but he was stunned. He always felt that something was different about Liu Xian's family today.
The demeanor around him seemed to be much lighter than before, and the invisible chill that always made people afraid to approach him seemed to have dissipated, turning into a peace that was neither sad nor happy, neither impatient nor impatient.
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In the next two months, Zhao Xian was so busy that Liu Qinghuan would only follow him when he went out, and would meditate in his room on weekdays.
He was not practicing cultivation, but silently reciting the Sutra of Forgetting Immortality over and over again.
"Husband's concentration is the ultimate in vulgarity. It leads to the initial foundation of the Tao, the success of practicing tranquility, and the completion of peace and tranquility. It looks like a gaunt tree, and the heart is as gray as ashes. It has no feelings and no desires, and it is the ultimate in silence. There is no mind in concentration and nothing is undetermined.
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Unknowingly, the flaws in his mental state slowly closed, and the inner demons that had just emerged disappeared. Although his cultivation level has not advanced, the way forward is clear. He only needs to accumulate enough spiritual power to successfully enter.
Late stage of foundation building.
In November, the flood finally passed. Under Zhao Xian's planning, the aftermath of the disaster and other matters were in good order, although not perfect.
When he was about to return to the capital, Zhao Xian finally relaxed completely and was interested in drinking and having fun with his two new beauties. However, he was very cautious and never ran out, so Liu Qinghuan was relieved.
However, it is difficult to prevent hidden arrows. Sometimes, no matter how cautious you are, you will still be exploited.
On this day, Liu Qinghuan was meditating, and suddenly there was chaos in front of him. His consciousness swept away, his face changed, and his figure disappeared in the room instantly!
"Quiet!" Liu Qinghuan shouted.
There was a chaos of shouts and cries in Zhao Xian's room. When Liu Qinghuan shouted, everyone seemed to be strangled by the neck, and his legs were shaking.
His voice gave off a hint of coercion and immediately silenced everyone.
Liu Qinghuan came to the bed and saw Zhao Xian lying unconscious on the bed, his face showing a thick green color, obviously he had been poisoned.
He quickly took out an antidote pill and stuffed it into Zhao Xian's mouth, but found that the green layer showed no sign of dissolving.
The detoxifying pill is a pill made from spiritual grass, but it can't detoxify a mortal?
Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, and her spiritual consciousness penetrated into his body, and she saw that his internal organs and abdomen were stained with a thick layer of green, and his vitality was rapidly being cut off!
Liu Qinghuan did not dare to hesitate, and the spiritual power entered his body, and he took one of his hands and pricked his fingertips. Under the force of the spiritual power, he saw green venom dripping from Zhao Xian's fingertips and onto the ground.
Immediately there was a "sizzling" sound, and a smelly light smoke came out.
However, after a few drops of the venom, it could no longer be forced out!
Liu Qinghuan's face instantly darkened. What kind of poison was this? He couldn't force it out even with his magic power in the foundation-building stage! Do you want to watch Zhao Xian die?
When he was at a loss what to do, the spirit beast bag on his waist shook, and the Aoki Monkey shouted in Liu Qinghuan's mind: "It smells so good! Master, let me out. It smells so poisonous!"
As soon as Liu Qinghuan took a shot, the Aoki Demon Monkey immediately appeared in front of everyone. Its extremely strong body was as tall as two people, its face was ferocious, and its aura was arrogant. It immediately made other people in the room scream.
"Zhao Shicheng!" Liu Qinghuan shouted: "Keep everyone out! Question those who deserve to be questioned, and those who deserve to be tortured will be tortured. Xiaohei, become smaller immediately!"
"Master, my name is the king!" the Aoki Demon Monkey shouted dissatisfied, and quickly shrank its body, becoming only half a man tall.
It rushed to the bed and stared at the wound on Zhao Xian's finger with a pair of monkey eyes: "Master, can I eat it?"
Liu Qinghuan was confused: "How do you want to eat? This person can't eat!"
"What's delicious about a person? I mean the poison in his body."
The Aoki Demon Monkey grabbed the hand and stuffed his fingers into the sharp teeth in its mouth. The person who hadn't withdrawn yet screamed again. If Liu Qinghuan hadn't used his eye knife, the other person would have rushed over and ripped it out of its mouth.
Li grabbed Zhao Xian's hand.
But he saw the Aoki Demon Monkey sipping hard! A thin stream of venom was sucked out from Zhao Xian's fingers by the Aoki Demon Monkey.
The ugly monkey face immediately showed the expression of a person enjoying eating the ultimate delicacy, smacking his lips while eating. At the same time, the green color on Zhao Xian's face was quickly fading.
Liu Qinghuan nodded with satisfaction. It was true that he had raised this guy for more than ten years, and it was finally of some use.
But not long after, I saw the Aoki Demon Monkey sipping harder and harder, but the venom seemed to have taken root in Zhao Xian's body and could no longer be sucked out.
The Aoki Demon Monkey showed an annoyed look and screamed: "What kind of poison is this? Why does it look like it has a hook? I'm so angry!"