Chapter one hundred and seventieth five immortals not allowed
The huge dragon's head was chopped off, and he looked at the sight of the dragon's blood spilling into the sky.
Li Xiuyuan felt an indescribable joy and exhilaration in his heart. This evil dragon, who acted domineeringly and didn't care about the life or death of the people, finally got the retribution he deserved.
"Boom~!"
The huge dragon head and the remaining half of the dragon's body fell from the sky. With a loud noise, the Wujiang Dragon King's body fell heavily into the flood, but was quickly swallowed up by the flood.
The turbid muddy water was mixed with yellow dragon's blood, rolling and surging, rushing towards the distance.
In just a moment, the body of Wujiang Dragon King had completely disappeared.
What happened just now only happened within a moment. When I looked up again at this moment, everything in the sky seemed to be an illusion. There were some dragons there, and there was that terrifying knife that cut open the sky.
"Hey, Pindao came a step too late and couldn't stop your reckless behavior."
At this time, Mu Taoist flew over on a crane and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
But when he thought about the scene where the Dragon King of Wujiang was beheaded just now, he still felt his eyelids pounding and his heart trembling with fear.
It's terrible that the River God, who has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, still attained Taoism as a dragon, and was killed with a simple sword.
It was like killing a loach, with no strength to resist at all. Not just him, but any cultivator would find it difficult to accept the scene in front of him.
A saint in the world is a saint in the world after all, and the way he practices is too terrible.
Li Xiuyuan saw Mu Taoist flying towards him. At this moment, he looked at the immortal-killing sword in his hand, and then said: "Uncle Master, are you saying that the Dragon King of Wujiang cannot be killed, or are you saying that I cannot build the Great Road of Cars and Mountains?"
"You can kill the Dragon King of Wujiang, but you can't build the Chejinrenshan Avenue." Mu Taoist said.
"If you don't practice this way, how can you kill this evil dragon?" Li Xiuyuan said.
Mu Taoist said: "The Dragon King of Wujiang has done many evil things, and the God of Heaven will catch him."
"Since the gods in the sky will capture the Dragon King of Wujiang, why didn't he show up for a long time? Instead, he let the Dragon King of Wujiang rain heavily for more than ten days, causing the flood to flood Guo Beicheng?" Li Xiuyuan said.
"The Dragon King of Wujiang made a small mistake when it rained heavily. He committed murder when he flooded Guo Beicheng. But heaven is also a place where laws are taught. The Dragon King of Wujiang made a small mistake when it rained heavily. How could he be arrested immediately?" Mu Taoist said.
Li Xiuyuan said, "Yes, so the gods will not appear until he floods Guo Beicheng, but what's the use at that time? The people are already dead, and all the people have been affected by the disaster. Even if the born righteous god captures the Dragon King of Wujiang, but what's the point?
What can I do to save the lives of the people in this city? It’s a pity that I cultivated this Tao too late, otherwise I would never have allowed such a tragic thing to happen.”
Mu Taoren shook his head and said: "Master nephew, you are still too young. There are so many tragedies in this world. They happen every day and every year. You can't save this world."
"This is just your idea, uncle, not mine. Don't you think I am a born saint? But I know that since ancient times, the ways of saints have been lonely and not accepted by the world. Confucius traveled around the world,
Confucian ideas were spread, but no country accepted them. Instead of accepting them, they expelled him from the country. But those people in the Spring and Autumn Period did not know that hundreds of years later, Confucius, who was expelled by other countries, was revered as a saint by future generations.
, Confucianism flourished."
Li Xiuyuan said.
"I have been practicing Taoism since I was a child. I haven't read many books and don't understand so many principles. But I know that practicing on the road like a car and a mountain of people will be full of disasters," Taoist Mu said.
"Why?" Li Xiuyuan asked.
Mu Taoist let out a long sigh and said: "Master nephew, do you know that there are five immortals in the world, namely heaven, earth, gods, humans, and ghosts. Your immortal-killing sword hangs above the heads of the five immortals. How could they?
Promise, even if you are a saint in the world, it is the same, so the poor Taoist has to stop you from this reckless move. You picked up the sword to kill the immortal, even if you built the road of people and mountains, you chose the most difficult and almost impossible path.
There is a clear path to follow. If you continue like this, your path to becoming a saint in the world may not last long."
"Isn't it good to have a knife hanging above their heads? There is no knife hanging above the head of the Dragon King of Wujiang, so he dares to act recklessly. If I had held the sword in my hand, how could the Dragon King of Wujiang dare to be so reckless?
, today's disaster would never have happened." Li Xiuyuan said.
Mu Taoren thought for a moment and felt that this was also the case.
However, he still felt that he, his nephew, had all the great roads in front of him and chose the worst one.
This is very irrational.
It would be impossible for any cultivator to do this.
"Perhaps this is the difference between human saints and Taoists."
Mu Daoren thought to himself, and said nothing more.
What has happened has already happened, and there is no point in saying anything else.
Li Xiuyuan didn't say much. He turned back with the Immortal-Slaying Dao in his hand and entered his physical body.
The duration of the soul's out-of-body experience is limited because he is not a true cultivator. The soul cannot travel as freely as a cultivator. In addition, the physical body also has limitations.
After leaving the body, the physical body falls into a coma. If it does not come back for a long time, the physical body will starve to death.
But most people who practice Taoism have already practiced fasting, so they don’t worry about this problem.
Returning to his physical body, Li Xiuyuan slowly opened his eyes on the city wall.
Suddenly, he had a very strange feeling.
There seemed to be endless power all over his body, and he also found that his eyesight was much better than before, and the world in front of him seemed to become clearer.
He also listened to the surrounding sounds more carefully.
In addition, he seemed to wave his hand casually, and a burst of power seemed to spurt out.
"Huh~!"
Li Xiuyuan's eyes moved, he raised his hand and punched, and a burst of energy exploded around him.
"This is the cultivation of a martial arts master, and I actually have a breakthrough in martial arts." He said with some surprise.
Although the martial arts in this world cannot compare with the magic and power of Taoism, once you reach the master level, there will be a transformation and Qi will be generated in the body.
My master, Taoist Blind, once said that this qi is actually the qi formed by the refinement of qi by cultivators. It is the same and belongs to magic power.
It's just that people who practice Taoism use this magic power on Taoism and talismans, so it has many wonderful effects. People who practice martial arts use it on their fists and feet, so there are not many changes, but it can double the power of their fists and feet.
However, cultivating Taoism and practicing Qi are only the foundation. But when a person who practices martial arts has generated strength, he has already come to an end. It is impossible to go further unless he uses martial arts to transfer to Taoism.
It's not that there are no such people.
Li Xiuyuan knew that one person must have followed this path, and that was Yan Chixia.
"Why is there such a sudden change?" He frowned, a little confused.
But he knew that this change occurred after he killed the Wujiang Dragon King.
Right now, the flood was still rising, but he had no time to think about it.
Even after killing the Dragon King of Wujiang, the flood still could not calm down.
The water situation has been out of control.
Even if the Dragon King of Wujiang is alive, there is no way to stop this raging flood.
Li Xiuyuan killed the Dragon King of Wujiang. Although the anger in his heart was vented, it was of no use at the moment.
"You don't have to think about it. The floods are raging and there is no one to control them. We can only wait for the floods to recede."
At this moment, Taoist Mu fell from the sky and landed on the city wall. He stretched out his hand and the wooden crane quickly shrank and finally hid in his large Taoist robe: "Fortunately, you killed the Dragon King of Wujiang and stopped the heavy rain.
If you come down, the flood will end early. You see, the water potential has weakened now."
"Is it?"
Li Xiuyuan stood on the city wall and looked at the submerged Guo Beicheng, his face silent.
Although the city is currently flooded, the water in the city has not continued to rise due to the decrease in water intensity. Some higher-lying rooftops have not been submerged. Many people have saved their lives by standing on the rooftops.
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There were also many people standing on the city wall, and they were all in peace.
Coupled with Li Xiuyuan's previous efforts, many people left the city to seek refuge in advance.
There should be quite a few people in the city who survived.
But Li Xiuyuan knew that there were more people who died.
Because this time it was not only Guo Beicheng that was affected by the disaster, but other places were also affected.
As for the area affected by this incident, it is unknown.
In the evening, the floodwaters began to recede slowly. Although the speed was very slow, this was a good sign.
This means that this flood has passed.
As long as we survive these two days, the flood will completely dissipate, and then the surviving people will not have to worry about being hit by another disaster.
However, there is still a lot of water in the city, and the people on the city wall still cannot enter the city.
The Mu Taoist next to him didn't know when he left, and then in the evening he jumped up from the water under the city and landed on the city wall, covered in mud and water.
"Bah, bah, I ate a mouthful of mud, but luckily I found those sections of the dragon's body. This is a rare treasure and cannot be wasted."
Mu Taoren was satisfied and patted the Ghost King bag on his waist.
The whole body of Wujiang Dragon King is contained inside.
"Hey, where is my nephew?"
Mu Taoren took a look, but found that Li Xiuyuan was gone.
At this time, Li Xiuyuan walked along the city wall, passing many people, and finally found some acquaintances among the people.
"That's great, Brother Li. I knew you would be fine. You will definitely be able to turn danger into good."
A scholar wearing a long gown stood up happily when he saw Li Xiuyuan.
"Brother Zhu, the flood is about to recede, and the government is also affected by the disaster. By then, there will be no hope for disaster relief. The court is also far away from the emperor, and it will be difficult to send people over for a while. We need to save ourselves, otherwise there will be floods.
If it passes, it will be a man-made disaster, and more people will die."
Li Xiuyuan said with a solemn expression.
Zhu Yu put away his smile and said solemnly, "How to save?"
"Gather the surviving children and scholars in the city to follow my instructions and save people," Li Xiuyuan said.
The imperial court and the government could not rely on scholars at this time, so they could only rely on scholars with good reputations. In the eyes of the common people, children and scholars were equal to half officials.
If they come forward, they can manage this situation.
Although many scholars are incapable of doing things, they can't control that much right now. What Li Xiuyuan needs is their identity.
We cannot let the people in the city get into chaos.
Once chaos breaks out, it cannot be stopped. When the time comes, natural disasters will turn into man-made disasters, and there will be more casualties.
This has been the case since ancient times. Catastrophes are not terrible. What is terrible is the turmoil that occurs after the disaster without the restraint of the imperial court and the control of the yamen.
One chapter is in arrears and will be made up tomorrow.