The morning sun rises, and the night alternates.

It was supposed to be a scene where the great sun dispelled and illuminated the world.

But because of the heavy rain overnight, it was dim, and the entire Fengzhou felt enveloped in a haze.

Now.

A divine ship with lights sailed on the Jiehe River and traced the river to the upper reaches of Fengzhou.

The terrain of the river began to narrow and the water became more and more dangerous.

It is precisely because of this that a hundred years before the closure of the state, floods were frequent.

The ship didn't go any further, and the hull was filled with layers of clouds and mist, and then it began to break away from the water.

Ascend higher and higher.

From above, you can see a completely different scene.

In the distance, above the gentle land, the rolling torrent of the Boundary River is sweeping in.

In the end, the ship broke through the wind, rain and clouds.

Rise above the clouds.

A strange scene appeared, and the sky was still full of stars.

And under the sea of clouds at the end of the sky, there is a golden light, which is the rising sun.

Above the ship of the sea of clouds.

Lord Kawa knelt on deck.

The Taoist stood in front of the Sichuan Lord, his eyes piercing through the layers of dark clouds and rain, looking at the increasingly turbulent torrent in the distance.

This year's torrent feels a little unusual, although on the one hand, this year's rainy season is long, but on the other hand, Taoists can also guess that the water demon upstream must have done something.

Behind him, the donkey general was on the left, the Qinglong boy was on the right, Yunjun was floating halfway up, and Chixia Yuanjun was standing aside.

"The time has come!" the Taoist retracted his gaze and said lightly.

Then, his eyes turned to the lord of the river.

The Qinglong boy looked down on such monsters and people in fur and armor, and snorted coldly: "If it weren't for the battle between the master and Tianjizi, where could such a meritorious thing fall on your head." ”

The Lord of Sichuan also knew that this opportunity was rare, and he faintly learned from the mouth of Chixia Yuanjun that this merit even involved the final true enlightenment and the path to becoming a true god.

"Daojun is gracious, the lord of Sichuan will never forget. ”

"May life and life be driven by the Dao King. ”

The Taoist raised his finger and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and Chixia condensed and rushed into his body.

In the picture of the god of incense and fire, there is a kneeling ghost god in one more place.

The glow was overflowing, and the body of the Sichuan Lord was constantly changing in the light, and scales grew on the original silver demon body, and a single horn grew on his head.

The original demon body turned into a ghost body that could hold incense, and its face became more majestic and majestic, fading away from the evil and hideous feeling of the demon body, and the whole body was full of divine and holy bearing.

A roar.

The river lord flicked his huge tail, and his slender body circled and rushed out of the divine ship, rolling into the clouds.

Falling from the clouds, rushing into the sky, and finally merging with the rolling torrent.

The power of the ghosts and gods is covered, and the huge body of the ghosts and gods controls the currents and waves.

Follow the tide downstream.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the countless water tribes in the boundary river all heard the call of the river lord, and they gathered mightily.

And in the distance, on both sides of the Fengzhou and in the counties and counties.

The sacrifices and offerings to the lord of the river also began before dawn, and the power of incense gathered to help the lord of the river control the hundred miles of river.

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On the high slopes and summits not far from the Jiehe River, crowds of people gathered, erecting sheds, and everyone was crowded together.

The city walls of the county town are also full of people, and every family climbs high and looks into the distance, wanting to see the scene of the gods appearing.

"Can you really see Grandpa Water God today?"

"Hopefully this year will be safe and sound? How many years have we not seen anything like this. ”

Standing on the hillside, looking at the surging river below, most of the people are villagers from the nearby countryside.

One is to receive a notice to come to worship the lord of Sichuan, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as avoiding the flood, once the flood is out of control, at least people can survive.

"The god specially came to inform the county lord, saying that today is the biggest wave of this year's flood season, and the grandfather of the water god river wants to cast a spell to control the torrent, how can it be wrong. "The villager received the news last night, and he was busy with this matter without sleeping all night, and he knew a lot of news.

"Not only our county, I heard that the county next door, and the county town are also worshipping the Sichuan Lord!"

As for the embankment, He Shijing, the county commander of Jiexia County, was not afraid of life and death, and came to the bank of the Jiehe River.

Under the hut, above the table.

The thick and tall incense sticks were erected, and the river workers and the officials of the county town were present.

He Shijing sang the sacrificial text written in a hurry at night, and everyone looked extremely pious, but they were still uneasy in their hearts.

Because you don't have to climb the embankment at the moment, even below, you can see that the water level on the other side of the embankment is already high and scary.

The waves of water came in waves, splashing out continuously.

The terrifying sight made the hearts of the people standing under the boundary river tremble.

Many people seem to be following the county order He Shijing to recite the sacrificial text and pray to the gods.

In fact, he was silently shouting.

"Hold on, hold on!"

"Oh my mother, don't break the embankment!"

"Empty dust Daojun bless, Sichuan Lord Grandpa bless, this embankment must be blocked. ”

Everyone pressed their eyes, listened to the sound of the waves, and prayed for the blessing of the gods.

At this time, there was a sound in the distance as if the heavens and the earth were roaring together.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Everyone was alarmed, stood up and looked into the distance, and immediately saw a scene that made their legs weak.

"This wave ......"

"Oh my God!"

"Why is this year's flood tide so terrifying?"

I could only see the torrent rolling up high between the canyons, like a landslide, and it looked as if it had arched over the mountain.

It's like thousands of troops passing through a gap, making people even wonder if the canyon is going to collapse if it is going to collapse.

When everyone saw it, they were already stunned, such a wave, the river embankment and earth dam that were hastily built in a short period of time in front of them, it was impossible to stop it.

The old riverman instantly knelt on the ground, where could mortals resist this mighty heavenly might: "It's all over, the river embankment can't stop such a wave." ”

Needless to say, everyone will know it at a glance.

The county officials and many errand officers turned pale, but only the county commander He Shijing still maintained his composure.

He believed that what the River Trough God Stone Sect had told him was absolutely not wrong.

Sure enough, a shift occurred.

"Roar!" a roar that no extraordinary creature could emit came from afar, shocking the world.

When they looked up, they saw that the tide had not yet been suppressed, and had broken through the banks and dams.

A giant with one-horned silver scales rushed out of the wave and stood on top of the wave.

The raging waves were like its playthings, allowing them to ride and wash down.

The embankment and earthen dam roared under the impact of the river, but it remained uncollapsed, and the lord of the river controlled the direction of the water, and flowed down with the wave in the direction it wanted.

Even though it had passed, the power it had left behind still bound the veins and waves of water, flowing in the direction it had traveled.

"What's that?"

"Grandpa Water God, that's Grandpa Water God!"

"Why do I look like a dragon?"

"Jiaolong! This is Jiaolong!"

The crowd exclaimed, and then immediately remembered what they were supposed to do, and knelt down to worship the gods.

Everyone knelt on the ground and shouted in unison, and the power of incense continued to converge towards the Sichuan Lord, making his body a little bigger and bigger, and controlling the tide of the boundary river was like a fish in water.

Not far away, halfway up the mountainside and on the city wall of the county seat, everyone also saw this scene, and soon there were voices everywhere to worship and ask for the blessing of the god of the Empty Dust Dao and the Lord of Sichuan.

And not just in Jiexia County.

Along the two sides of the way, I don't know how many people witnessed the silver-scaled one-horned divine beast riding the tide crossing.

Not only that, but the river lord with the silver body and demon body did not come alone.

In the waves, countless swimming fish followed it, and the water tribes of the entire boundary river continued to converge.

Everyone even faintly saw the shadows of terrifying river workers and ghosts mixed in the dense waves of fish, and even saw a god wearing a red god robe, driving the river ghost to follow the dragon like the river lord.

Chairman Sichuan came in a torrent, and every time he passed through a tributary in Fengzhou, there was a pause.

Along the way, the tributaries of the Jiehe River, large and small, have become outlets for flood discharge.

One by one, the river ghosts led the tide away, and continued to disperse.

The one-horned silver-scaled divine beast drove all the way down from the upstream, passing through the entire Baili River, with many mountains and canyons.

When we finally arrived downstream, we saw the endless plains and vast lakes.

Eventually, the torrent subsided and calmed downstream.

The dragon left the river in full view of everyone.

Cruised through Fengzhou and rushed into the nine-day sky.

Above the sea of clouds, there are traces of a divine ship, as if it is the lord of the river who has come to greet the consummation of merit.

The people on the land of Fengzhou and the countryside and villages raised their heads, and many people rushed out in the rain to look at the sky.

They are all faintly seen.

There is an immortal light and shadow standing on the divine ship, overlooking the world.

The silver-scaled dragon spiraled upward, and finally turned into a god in a silver robe, breaking through the clouds and stepping onto the clouds.

kneeling in front of the immortal saint, as if to announce his successful return.

In fact, it is.

The people under the sky heard the sound of the immortals opening their mouths from the clouds.

"The merit is complete, and all beings gather their wishes. ”

"From this day onwards!"

"You are the lord of this hundred miles of rivers. ”

In front of all the people, he set the position of the god of the water genus of the main river.

Subsequently.

The immortal just glanced under the clouds and waved his hand.

The people of Fengzhou saw that a powerful force swept through the sky, and the dense dark clouds and dark clouds in the sky seemed to be swallowed by a whirlpool.

It continued to receive, and finally the wind stopped and the rain fell.

With a slight wave, he dispersed the clouds in the sky and took away the clouds and rain in Fengzhou.

The flooding of the boundary river stopped there.

This kind of great power made the people of Fengzhou excited and shocked.

Everyone looked at the sky and cheered, not knowing whether they were cheering and cheering that the silver-scaled dragon had ascended to the god throne of the Lord of the Hundred Miles of Rivers, or whether they were cheering for the flood to stop raining.

The people of Fengzhou survived the catastrophe peacefully, and Kongchenzi finally laid a foundation for Shinto in this Fengzhou, and collected a lot of incense.

The most important thing in Fengzhou is this river, and if you master this river, you will master half of the Fengzhou Shinto.

Not only that, but at the same time, it held the lifeblood of the entire Fengzhou and even the upstream states and even the Divine Heavenly Mansion.