The Yaozu obtained Nuwa's consent, and with Teng She joining the team, things went naturally naturally.
A few days later, all the dragon kings of the Yellow River, Huaihe River, Weishui River and other long inland rivers disappeared without any reason.
The entire land of China, except for the coastal areas, has not had a drop of rain within a year, and all Chinese people have suffered from severe drought.
This year, there was no harvest, and countless human beings lost their lives as a result. Human beings from all over the place put out sacrifices to the Dragon King and knelt down to the gods in heaven, but to no avail.
But in the next year, the water levels of the Yellow River and several other long inland rivers suddenly surged, breaking down their dams and invading the surrounding human settlements like ferocious beasts.
Along with it came the torrential rain. A large hole opened in the sky at some point, and then there were two, three, and four. The water of the long river poured down from these holes, like a
Like a waterfall, it makes a "rumbling" sound.
The water of the long river pours down crazily, without any intention of stopping. The magnitude of the water this time is probably only comparable to the collapse of Mount Buzhou in the history of China.
Wherever the flood passed, the land was covered with ocean, the fields were submerged, the city walls were washed away, and the houses were turned into ruins.
At this moment, there was silence between heaven and earth, except for the sound of the rolling flood, there was no other noise.
Heavy rains spread across the four major continents, and torrential floods ran through the entire nine states of China. Among them, the five states that were most severely affected were Xu, Yang, Jing, You, and Yong.
All forces in China have a wait-and-see attitude towards this. No one dares to intervene easily.
God knows if this is a trap, a trap that can kill many people.
Pingyu Jia Yitian, Lingxiao Hall.
Haotian, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat upright on the dragon throne, staring at the Dragon King of the Four Seas standing at the foot of the steps, and said: "Fellow Taoists, what benefits has Taiyi given you? He actually let you Sishui
Does the god not care?"
Ao Guang grinned and said: "Your Majesty, he has not given us any benefits!"
Haotian frowned and said: "Oh? It seems that the dragon kings of the Yellow River, Weishui and other rivers are not imprisoned by the heaven. You should be called back to the clan. This is puzzling to me!"
"Hey, Your Majesty! With your ability, don't you think that this is a test from heaven to the human race?" Ao Run rubbed his hands, looked at Haotian and said with a smile: "Well, you know. Except for the rain.
We, the Dragon Clan, don’t dare to interfere in the affairs of the human race!”
"No. You don't have the guts!" Haotian was stunned. A glint flashed in his eyes and he said, "Could it be Taoist Brother Qingming..."
Ao Guang shook his head and said nonchalantly: "Your Majesty, be careful what you say. I didn't hear anything!"
"Oh? Haha, yes! I didn't say anything!" Haotian is also a sensible person. He originally planned to send some heavenly soldiers and generals to the next term, but since Qingmingzi had a hand in this matter, it was best for him to ignore it.
Ask. So as not to ruin Qingmingzi’s plan.
The capital of Jizhou, the meeting hall.
Emperor Shun sat on the throne, frowning and said: "Now our land in China is flooded, and the people have suffered heavy casualties. As far as I know, such a flood has never happened before in the history of our human race. Everyone,
What do you think, sir?"
All the ministers were silent, and the hall fell into silence for a while.
Emperor Shun also felt quite helpless when he saw this scene. This was not happening once or twice, so we couldn't force them to find a solution.
"Alas!" He sighed helplessly. Just as he waved his sleeves and prepared to leave the court, he suddenly heard a clear Zen song coming from outside the palace:
"I vow to adorn the Buddha's Pure Land with my merits. I will repay the fourfold kindness above and relieve the hardships on the three paths below. If anyone has seen and heard it, I will arouse the bodhicitta. After completing this Sambhogakaya, we will be reborn in the Land of Ultimate Bliss."
Emperor Shun was shocked when he heard this. He hurried outside the main hall and saw a one-armed monk walking from a distance, slowly approaching from a distance.
This monk is very short, less than six feet. He is also very thin, so skinny that he is skinny and bones. His face is covered with wrinkles, layer by layer. On his withered yellow arms, there is only one layer of skin left, without any trace of wrinkles.
Fat is present.
The top of his head is bald, far from the many Buddha buns like other Buddhas, which are smooth and tight. The golden robe on his body is also very shabby, only covering half of his body, exposing half of his body.
A skinny little body.
Emperor Shun did not dare to be careless and hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "May I ask where the holy monk is coming from?"
The monk's sad face revealed a gentle smile, and he said: "Poor monk Amitabha! Come from the Great Thunder Sound Temple on Mount Xumi!"
Emperor Shun was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly bowed his head and saluted, saying: "Human Shun, I have seen the sage greeting him. The sage's longevity is boundless!"
Jie Yin stretched out his remaining arm to support Emperor Shun and said, "Master, there is no need to perform this great ceremony!"
"Did the saint come here this time because of the flood?" Emperor Shun raised his head with joy, staring at Jieyin with burning eyes and said.
Jie Yin nodded, then shook his head.
Emperor Shun was greatly surprised and asked, "What does the saint mean by this?"
Jieyin twisted his fingers and chuckled and said: "The poor monk came here only because the co-master and the poor monk have a master-disciple relationship. As for water control, haha! The poor monk heard that Huangdi Xuanyuan had a descendant named Gun. This man has extraordinary abilities and has been with us for many years.
After studying the water veins of China, I guess there is a way to control water, and we will definitely be able to quell this flood!"
"Is this what the saint said true?" It is said that Emperor Shun was also a man of great talent. Although he envied those immortals who flew in the clouds and mist all day long, the top priority was water control.
"Of course!" Jie Yin didn't know that Emperor Shun was currently thinking about water control, and thought he was asking himself if he really wanted to stop being a disciple.
After receiving a positive reply from Jieyin, Emperor Shun turned around and ran away, shouting at the same time: "Go quickly to the bank of Jishui River to find Gun, the emperor's descendant, and order him to rush to the flooded area to control the flood!"
Seeing this scene, Jieyin was almost so angry that he vomited blood. He pretended to be serious here and waited patiently for Emperor Shun to become his disciple. But Emperor Shun was lucky and ran directly back to the meeting hall to discuss the matter of water control.
He shook his head with a wry smile, and followed Di Shun into the meeting hall.
But since Emperor Shun gave the order, the entire human race has started to move, just to find Gun.
Speaking of which, Gun was also a miserable man. His father was the first co-lord of the Five Emperors, Zhuanxu. Gun was implicated in Zhuanxu's affair, was looked down upon by his tribe, and was almost expelled from the Ji tribe.
Later, Gun was fortunate enough to receive help from a god and learned a lot of skills. Only then did he gradually rise to prominence in the clan, until he took over the position of leader of the Ji clan.
Not long ago, there was a sudden heavy rain and the floods were monstrous. Gun was concerned about the Chinese people. After sorting out the affairs within the clan, he came to Xuzhou, the most severely affected area, to conduct detailed surveys and deduced the water control plan. (To be continued.