Chapter 503: The giant spirit moves the mountain, and the elder brother takes action
Liangzhou, Pingcheng County.
"Quick, quick, pick up the sandbags."
Hui Nengjing, with his upper body naked, shouted and drove the wooden stake in his hand into the river bed with one palm, and piled it behind the wooden stake with sandbags handed from behind.
The second disciple of the Buddha's Enlightenment had no image of a monk at this time. Half of his monk's robe was taken off and hung loosely around his waist, exposing his bronzed muscles. His hair also grew stubble on his head, and his way of speaking was no longer the same.
It seems as simple and plain as before, but it is shouting loudly, like a foreman.
Ever since he met Jiang Li, who was killing dragons, and after some psychological attacks by Jiang, Huineng stayed in Pingcheng County to help the people here prevent floods and disasters, and kill monsters to protect the people.
At this time, he led a group of martial arts cultivators in the county to pile sandbags against the increasingly strong torrent.
At the same time, there was another group of practitioners who were digging on the other side to dig out a river.
While I was busy, someone suddenly called from the shore: "Master! Master Huineng!"
Huineng looked back and saw Li An, the county guard in official robes, calling him on the shore.
He immediately jumped up from the water, lotus shadows appeared under his feet, and suddenly landed on the embankment.
"Master Li, this young monk is not a master." The monk raised his palms in salute. Although he did not look embarrassed on the outside, he felt a sense of purity.
"If you are not considered a master, there will be no master in this world."
Li An patted Huineng's shoulder very familiarly and said, "Based on your contribution these days, you deserve the title of master."
When he looked at the monk, his previous rejection was gone.
"There is news from Shu County that the King of Shu died in battle at the hands of Wu Zhiqi. The county was flooded, and the water spread thousands of miles away. The floods in the south have been slowed down," Li An continued, "Although it is a little unkind
, but the people in the county finally see hope of survival. Master, you can go."
Huineng looked at Li An, his clear eyes reflected the other person's figure, and he could clearly sense the other person's good intentions using the Great Round Mirror Wisdom method he practiced.
Let him go at this time, not because you want to drive him away when the situation improves, but with good intentions...
Huineng thought for a moment and then smiled bitterly, "It seems that the monk's fellow practitioners have also begun to take action."
The Golden Embankment burst and its northern part became the Ze Kingdom. It was the time for Buddhist practitioners to show their talents. However, this would undoubtedly make the people of the Buddhist Kingdom become a thorn in the side of the imperial court and the Taiping Sect.
Now that the floods in the south have slowed down, it is foreseeable that a large number of refugees will come in the future, and people from the imperial court will also come here. Huineng may suffer if he stays here.
"Thank you, Mr. Li, for reminding me. The young monk will leave later." Huineng nodded.
Seeing that he didn't mean to blame, Li An breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This time it was Mr. Li who failed to entertain me well. If we meet again in the future, Mr. Li will definitely hold a big banquet to thank Master for his help."
"Then the young monk looks forward to the hospitality next time."
Huineng was not pretentious, and replied with a smile. His words lost the monk's reserve, but were more down-to-earth, making people feel good about him.
After saying that, Huineng turned around, went to finish driving the wooden piles, piled up sandbags, and left. He was a martial arts cultivator, and he also practiced the supreme body-refining magic skill of the Buddhist kingdom. Even if he finished his work, it would not affect him.
He is on his way.
But before Huineng could get into the water, someone suddenly shouted in horror: "What is that?"
"Giant...monster!"
To the southwest, a gigantic creature appeared. It looked like a human, and was wearing armor. It had an indistinguishable face, and its height was almost the same as the demon body of Wu Zhiqi that I had seen before. However, it did not look like a demon cultivator, but more like a giant god.
The giant god's arms were slowly raised, and the earth roared. Immediately, the mountains shook, making everyone who was quite far away stand unsteady.
But compared to the physical balance, what is greater is the vibration of the mind.
I saw the giant god pulling up a big mountain with his hands, carrying it on his shoulders, and starting to move with steps that shook the earth. The roaring sound made people tremble with fear, for fear that the big mountain would smash the earth.
"This..." Hui Neng looked at the giant god, "The giant spirit god of the Taiping Sect? Is he moving mountains?"
A trace of coldness flashed through my heart, like a flash of lightning, which shocked my heart.
"Not good!" Hui Neng's eyes widened.
"The torrent has changed its course!" Li An shouted in horror.
As a river god, he could clearly sense the nearby torrent and immediately noticed the consequences of the mountain's movement.
Before he could finish his words, there was a sound of tidal waves coming diagonally, and a torrent rushed from the mountains on the left rear. It uprooted trees and swallowed rocks along the way, hit the city wall of the county city, and poured into the river in front.
Almost without thinking, Hui Neng burst out all his true energy to block the torrent. However, compared with his personal true energy, the width of the torrent was too long and too large, so that Hui Neng could only become a rock in the torrent, but could not become one.
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"Bang!"
The icy water rushed past, and it was unknown how many people were caught in it.
Compared to Hui Neng, a sixth-grade martial arts cultivator, and the disciples of the Enlightenment, although they have cultivation skills, they are undoubtedly too weak to remain stable in this big wave, let alone a group of practitioners with poor physique.
Moreover, not far away, the opened city gate was flooded with water. In an instant, screams, wailing, and painful cries came one after another. Even the rolling tide could not prevent the sound from entering Huineng's ears.
In an instant, Huineng felt chills all over his body.
The icy torrent cannot make this body hypothermic, but the wailing sound can.
And this can only be regarded as a microcosm.
Pingcheng County had the help of Hui Neng, and at least it was able to prepare for flood prevention. However, more places were submerged by the sudden torrent, and it was unknown how many people were involved.
Not long after the flood weakened, some people just came out of the disaster shelter and encountered another disaster. They were caught in the flood and drowned and froze to death.
The giant god carried the mountain and walked dozens of miles away, then lowered the mountain and blocked a river channel, causing the flood to rise and another change occurred.
He walked and moved like this, moving the mountains, causing the mountains to shake and the ground to tremble, and the water to flow backwards.
Floods in the south, which were already about to abate, have intensified due to this move, making it even more unpredictable.
In addition, moving mountains also destabilized the ground, causing earthquakes in large areas.
In one day, Liangzhou was in disaster.
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Divine capital, imperial city.
A secret letter, hastened from thousands of miles away, was delivered to the imperial city by Shenxing Taibao and presented directly to the Daming Palace.
The eldest princess, who had just finished handling a batch of memorials, received the secret letter and immediately opened it. All the news about Shu County came into her eyes, and her eyes immediately flashed with fire.
"What a great gentleman, what a shit-stirring stick."
Ji Ling looked to the side with a bare face and a smile. There was a son-in-law sitting there with his eyes and nose in mind.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Ji Lingguang said with hidden murderous intent.
"I do not know."
Feng Manlou had a confused look on his face, "Madam, you know me. My strength is low, so how can I get a great master? He is the strongest person in my clan. He is the only one who can take care of me, and I can't take care of him."
"My strength is low, so how could you beat me back then?"
Ji Lingguang threw the secret letter in Feng Manlou's face and cursed without regard for dignity: "I don't care what you are planning. Now, finish this matter for me, or you will kneel on the fire lotus for the rest of your life."
The secret letter hit his face and made a snapping sound. It was obviously filled with real energy, and its hardness was comparable to that of an iron plate.
However, Feng Manlou was worthy of being a long-time son-in-law. He slapped his face without any change, received the secret letter without any emotion, and then without even looking at it, he sneered and said: "Madam, aren't you being difficult for me?
?With my little arms and legs, how can I solve the problem? I think my good brother is very capable. With him, I will be able to succeed immediately."
Ji Lingguang also laughed angrily and couldn't help but said: "I ask my husband to solve the problem, but you just blame it on Jiang Li. How about this? You ask me to blame it on your virtuous brother. Anyway, you
My wise brother is very capable, but your little arms and legs are not very good."
The face of the unfaithful son-in-law suddenly stiffened and his head felt a little heavy.
Although he knew that his wife was speaking out of anger, but to be able to make her say such angry words showed that she was in a hurry.
I really can't go against her at this time.
He immediately said seriously: "I think Brother Jiang Xian is actually too young to bear the heavy responsibility. It's up to me, the eldest brother, to take action. However, I have two small requests."
"Huh?" Ji Lingguang's face brightened slightly and he said, "Tell me."
"I want one hundred thousand imperial troops."
"Can."
"My good brother and Qingyue's niece have been separated for a long time, which really worries me, so please let Qingyue's niece go with us."
"Let Qingyue go..."
Ji Lingguang thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."
It's already this time, but I still have the heart to joke around. It seems that I am very confident.
Feng Manlou was very confident, and Ji Lingguang was even more confident. Even though their family status was very different, Ji Lingguang's confidence in her husband was completely inversely proportional to his status.
"Then I'll go."
Feng Manlou nodded immediately and turned around to leave the palace.
When we walked to the palace gate, a faint voice suddenly came from behind: "Manlou, will you become an enemy of my clan?"
Feng Manlou's body froze.
"I will never be your enemy."
After that, Feng Manlou left quickly, leaving Ji Lingguang alone in the Daming Hall.
The Giant Spirit God should be at the fifth level, after all, this guy is very powerful in Journey to the West.
But the prototype of the giant spirit god, Juling Hu, belongs to the Yellow River belief. He is the god who opened up rivers. He can move mountains and split Huashan in one night. Therefore, Julinghu is designated as the fourth grade, and the fifth grade is the giant spirit god, just in terms of title.
, is still just a giant spirit god.
In addition, when I was writing this chapter, I suddenly found that the rhythm was a bit messed up. I had already typed 2,000 words, and dragged it on for another two hours, and finally it ended up like this.