Chapter Seventy-Five: The Founding of the Sect
"Yun'er?"
The figure of the Dragon Maiden Master stood on the sea, staring at Li Qingyun in the distance, and her beautiful face couldn't help but show a trace of worry, and said softly: "This kind of thing is not up to you and me!"
"This is the water of the heavenly river!"
"In the battle of immortals and demons back then, the seven demon clan great saints united with the thirty-six demon kings to attack the heavenly realm, and it also affected this side of the world. ”
"The land of Kyushu has sunk in eight states, and only one place in Zhongzhou has survived!"
"The Lingming Stone Monkey was suppressed by Heaven and imprisoned in the alchemy furnace, and in the end, Taishang Laojun's gossip furnace was also overturned, and the three true fires fell into the Xiniu Hezhou of the Earth Immortal Realm, turning into a sea of fire that stretched for 100,000 miles, and this is what we have today's Flame Mountain. ”
"This time the number of catastrophes has changed!"
"Which one didn't cause the boundless slaughter of the Three Realms and Six Realms!"
The Dragon Maiden Master let out a sigh and said slowly, "This is not a human power that can be reversed!"
"You don't have to be too hard to let go. ”
Li Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and gently picked up the lantern on the sea, his voice was very low, and he said slowly: "I know." ”
"Just watching hundreds of millions of living beings die in the flood like this, I feel panicked in my heart!"
Today is the first seven.
Seven days have passed since the torrential rain in March has stopped, and today is the day of resurrection, and the survivors who were rescued by the immortal cultivators have made 200,000 bright lanterns with their only remaining resources, and put them into the coast of the South China Sea along the diverted river, showing the way for the souls of those who died in the flood. There is a country and 12 counties on the coast of the South China Sea, and there are tens of millions of ordinary people alone, but after a great flood, there are less than 600,000 households, and the number of people left is less than 3 million.
Landslides, floods, torrential rains, epidemics!
Under the torrential rain for three consecutive months, the landform of a world has been completely changed, even if the immortal cultivators have the ability to reach the heavens, they are almost useless under such a heaven and earth tribulation!
They can save one, two, or even hundreds.
But one side of the world was covered by torrential rain, the eight cities were swept away by the flood, and hundreds of millions of mortals were trapped in the flood, what could they do?
There will always be a day when the true yuan will run out.
No matter how many pills there are, can they save hundreds of millions of people in Zhongzhou?
Under this catastrophe of heaven and earth without warning, everyone was so powerless that they could only watch the earth be flooded, and countless mortals were washed away by the flood like ants.
The rain stopped.
The people who survived the catastrophe wept bitterly and thanked God for giving them a way to live.
But the immortal cultivators who had been fighting in the face of the Great Flood were strangely silent. Because they know why there is such a calamity, the spiritual power in the rainstorm from the sky can't deceive them, this is not the water of the mortal world at all!
Qing Fengzi, the sect master of Tianji Tower, diverted the river by cultivating it during the merger period, moved the water of a river across the air for three hundred miles, and saved tens of millions of people downstream, but he died after the transfer of mortals because of the depletion of the true yuan!
The bones were swept into the North Sea by the torrent and their whereabouts are still unknown.
The Lingyun Dao Leader of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, a cultivator of the Mahayana period, held the Heaven Breaking Sword and slashed one hundred and twenty-seven mountains and rivers in a row, and forcibly split a corner of the 100,000 mountains into a road that was 100 miles long, leading the torrent down the southeast into the sea.
Finally, it sat under a century-old pine tree.
The riverside dragon king dispersed for ** month in a row, and when he found that the power of heaven and earth was irreversible, he laughed loudly: "I have been waiting for thousands of years of incense, this is the time when I sacrifice my body to preach!"
Turned into a 3,000-zhang dragon body, coiled the Qilian Mountain Gorge with his body, blocked the mountain flood for seven days and seven nights, and saved countless Li people.
Eventually, he died of exhaustion!
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The entire Immortal Cultivation Realm was silent in a mood of grief and indignation!
In this three-month rainstorm, the whole world has been involved in the catastrophe, and similar scenes have happened too many times.
Shenzhou is in trouble!
The people weep!
Whether it was right or evil in the entire immortal cultivation world, when he saw that hundreds of millions of living beings were wiped out by the torrent, countless people were displaced and their bones were gone, he couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart.
They are immortal cultivators!
But they were also mortals, one of the countless creatures on this vast land.
"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!"
This is the most commonly mentioned sentence in the immortal cultivation world now, and it is also what Li Qingyun just said.
He slowly closed his eyes.
The ghost lamp in his hand fell on the surface of the sea, drifting along the sea to the unknowable distance, today is the first seven days, and it is also the day to guide the path of the underworld for the countless lonely souls buried in the torrent.
These lights will illuminate the Yellow Springs and find their way to the Nai Ho Bridge.
Li Qingyun raised his head.
He stared at the white moonlight in the sky, the vastness of the stars, this was his favorite picture to watch, but now he was so disgusted!
Sonorous!
A domineering sword light rushed straight into the sky, breaking through the clouds, as if it was going to cut off the bright moon and galaxy with a sword!
"Someday!"
Li Qingyun slowly clenched his fists, and drops of blood fell: "I'm going to go up there to ask you for justice!"
this day.
Shenzhou was in trouble, the heavens and the earth changed color, and tens of thousands of lives were buried in the flood, and less than one-tenth of the survivors survived!
It's also this day.
The underworld underworld broke through a moat, the lonely soul stepped on the bridge like the sea, the ten halls of Yama were helpless, and the king of Jizo was nowhere to be found.
All the heroes in the world have turned into ghosts!
The sky-high resentment covers the red sun and blood river, countless unjust souls are fighting endlessly in the vast underworld, ghosts from all directions gather millions of Yin soldiers to divide one side, and hungry ghosts and creatures are ready to move.
The world has been made into a game of chess.
The real game has not yet begun, but a humble creature in the Nether has made a great wish in his heart, ready to seek justice from them!
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Silent.
Everyone began to fall silent.
Immortal cultivators began to openly appear in the eyes of mortals, helping them to open up mountains and rocks, move the earth and the sea, and forcibly carve out patches of fertile fields outside the flooded plains as their shelter in the future.
After all, the number of immortal cultivators is still too small!
Although they have great power and have rescued thousands of living beings under the catastrophe of heaven and earth, they are not capable of raising them.
It's all up to them.
They need to rebuild their homes, grow their own food rations, and readjust to a changing world.
The sword cultivators cut off the mountain peaks one after another, and the sorcerers fossilized the broken peaks into mud!
Patches of fertile land have been built in this way, houses have been built around lakes and rivers, and the whole Zhongzhou is like an isolated island in the sea, the sea has flooded too much land, and the world is about to become a sea area.
"Yun'er. ”
The figure of the Dragon Maiden Master Zun floated down, she glanced at the corpse of the river demon in front of her, and said in a low voice, "Those mortals have been placed!"
"The fish, shrimp and seaweed in the Dragon Palace are enough for them to last until next autumn's harvest!"
"Still. ”
"Under this catastrophe, too many living beings were strangled by the flood, and the living creatures in the river and the sea devoured the flesh and blood of these living beings, affected by their grievances before they died, and were nourished by the spiritual energy in the water of the heavenly river!"
"I'm afraid it won't be long. ”
"There will be tens of millions of demons in this world!"
"Those monsters transform into essence blood and resentment, they are not obtained by self-cultivation, they are born with a vicious aura, I'm afraid that even the Dragon Palace can't control them!"
"We should have taken precautions!"
Li Qingyun raised his head slowly, he glanced at the Dragon Girl Master in front of him, nodded lightly and said, "I know." ”
"I've already started to prepare. ”
The dragon girl's beautiful face showed a hint of surprise, and then she seemed to think of something, and muttered, "Are you going to ......?"
"That's right. ”
Li Qingyun nodded silently and said slowly, "I'm going to teach them the Dao Fa!"
"Everyone!"
"Since the water of the Heavenly River can nourish those monsters, then it can also nourish these mortals. ”
"Even if they can't build the Great Dao, as long as they build a foundation and quench their bodies, they will be enough to protect themselves!"
"The water of the heavenly river pours into the Three Realms. ”
"The aura of the heavenly realm also falls into this world along the rain, and I think the changes will begin soon!"
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Three months passed before I knew it.
The changes in this side of the world also appeared after the initial brewing, and demons began to appear in the four river basins, these spirits and demons were covered in blood, and they didn't recognize their six relatives at all, and they only knew how to hunt and devour their blood. Monks everywhere began to be exhausted, constantly killing those demons that appeared, and at the same time refining pills with their essence blood to improve their cultivation.
Gradually.
Starting from the South China Sea, the immortal cultivation sects in various places have gradually expanded the scope of apprentices, regardless of whether they have the talent of cultivating immortals or not, as long as they can cultivate to the first level of qi training, they will gradually pass down the foundation building method.
The aura of the water of the heavenly river has finally begun to produce a qualitative change!
More and more mortals have attained immortal cultivation qualifications after surviving the catastrophe, although it is only the lowest spiritual root, but it has also made the scale of the entire immortal cultivator unprecedentedly large.
this day.
A mountain gate has been erected in the land of the South China Sea, the sect is called the Spirit Sword Sect, and there are thousands of disciples under it, and their head is called Li Qingyun!
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(PS: After writing this chapter, my brain is empty, as if all my emotions have been written out by words.) There is only one shift today, and it will be restored tomorrow. )
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