The gray sky was still raining, but it was not as violent as it was at the beginning.

The city of Xuzhou, which was washed away by the flood, has long lost its previous bustle and hustle. Everywhere there were ruins, cattle, sheep and livestock drowned in the flood, and the corpses of the human race.

When the envoy of the national capital of Jizhou rushed to Xuzhou with the holy decree of Emperor Shun, Kun was already guarding the gate of the city.

They were polite to each other, and when Kun received the holy decree, there was nothing else to show off. Originally, even if there was no such decree, Yu would still arrange the water control by himself.

Since then, things have become much more complicated, and through various investigations, Kun Zuihou chose to build a dam to stop the flood.

Although this method is effective quickly and the construction period is short, after all, it is not a cure for the symptoms, once there is another heavy rain, and the water level of the river rises again, it may be even more terrible than before the flood control.

But poor Kun did not take it into account, or did not know it at all. Later, when he realized this, there was no chance to speak again.

As the saying goes, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice. Although the Chinese Terrans have a large population, the river is too long, and even if the entire Huaxia Terrans come to build a dam, it is difficult to see results in a short period of time.

In desperation, Kun hurriedly left Xuzhou and rushed to the mountain forest where he met the god when he was a child, wanting to find the god man to help him build the embankment.

But when he arrived here, he found that the mountains and forests were overgrown with weeds, and the Taoist temple when he used to cultivate was even more dilapidated, and it had obviously been vacant for many years.

In desperation, Kun knelt in front of the Taoist temple and bowed respectfully three times. Get up and go.

At this moment, a slightly old voice came from the empty mountain forest: "If you want to find a way to build an embankment, you can go to Penglai Island in the East China Sea!"

At the same time, a golden rune floated out and shot out in the direction of Penglai Island in the East China Sea.

Kun was overjoyed, saluted the mountains and forests again, and hurried to the East China Sea with the golden light.

At the same time, Li Qingming, who was basking in the sun on Penglai Island, felt a throbbing in his heart for no reason.

Surprised, Li Qingming quickly calculated with both hands. But with the change of the seal in the hand. Li Qingming's brows furrowed more and more. Zuihou simply scolded directly: "Your sister, who is calculating Lao Tzu?"

At this moment, the heavens were in a fog, obviously disturbed by people.

But if you want to hide from Li Qingming, there are only a few people in the entire land of China. Hongjun counts as one. Yang Mei counts as one. Xuanhu also barely has this qualification.

But in Li Qingming want to come. There is no reason to raise eyebrows to do this, and Xuanhu does not have the guts. Then the only thing left is Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was the case, and Li Qingming scolded: "Your sister's." If you dig a hole, I'll have to jump into it? Don't push me into a hurry, I'll pull you down if you do!"

It's such a coincidence, just when Li Qingming jumped to his feet and scolded his mother, Hongjun was also staring at the obviously missing large piece of the creation jade disc in front of him, and a palpitating light flashed in his dark and cloudy eyes from time to time.

Half a moon later, when Kun followed the guidance of the golden rune to the East China Sea, he found that it was not the case at all. Where is there any Penglai Island, this is obviously an empty sea.

The undying Kun floated back and forth over this water, but still found nothing.

Li Qingming in Penglai Island, since he felt that he was calculated by Hongjun half a month ago, he sat in front of the Great Hall of Vitality every day, staring at the situation outside Penglai Island.

He had reason to believe that even the saints couldn't enter the big array on Penglai Island, so the trouble must come from outside the island.

On this day, Li Qingming suddenly found that there was a human race flying around outside the island, and the trajectory happened to be the edge of the entire Penglai Island.

After calculating in his heart, he knew that this guy was the famous unlucky guy who controlled the water, that is, the founder of the Great Xia Dynasty and Dayu's father.

"What is he doing here?" Li Qingming frowned and whispered, "In my previous life, I heard that the way taken by Kun to control the water was to block it. This project is so huge that even the efforts of the whole clan will take ten or eight years...... I said, I said, how could this Hongjun calculate me for no reason. Grass, just like that, you scavenged it......"

Speaking of this, Li Qingming flicked his sleeves slightly, and Kun, who was wandering around outside the island, only felt that his eyes were dark, and when he woke up again, the environment around him had changed greatly.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him in a daze, Kun was shocked.

"Ahem...... Li Qingming coughed lightly twice speechlessly, and said to Kun: "This is Penglai Island!"

Kun, who came back to his senses, looked at the slightly familiar Taoist in front of him, smiled innocently, and saluted: "Terran Kun, I've seen the immortal chief!"

"I know your intentions!" Waving his hand, Li Qingming took out more than a dozen grains of soil from his arms, threw them to Kun and said, "The name of this thing is called Nine Heavens Soil." Just one grain mixed with the soil and thrown on both sides of the river can be cast into a long causeway. Take it!"

"This ......!" looked at the more than a dozen sparse fine particles in front of him, and took it in disbelief.

Suddenly, he only felt that his hand sank immediately, and in terms of his thousand-pound arm strength, he actually needed to lift a full fifty percent of his strength to be able to hold a few grains of soil.

Only at this moment did he believe that what the Taoist in front of him said was true, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Thank you for the gift from your predecessors!"

Li Qingming nodded, waved his hand again, and the cangs disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the empty Penglai Island, Li Qingming touched his smooth chin, and said in his heart: "Okay, you Dao Ancestor Hongjun, you can't let me return to blood in vain! No, I have to find you to theorize!"

Thinking of this, he slashed through the space with one hand and broke through the air.

Looking at the human race again, when Kun opened his eyes and looked around again, he had already come to the bank of the Yellow River in Xuzhou.

Looking at the water of the Yellow River that was about to overflow the river, Kun did not dare to slack off, so he found a solid mud block on the spot, took out a grain of soil and stuffed it in. Then he threw it on both sides of the river.

"Boom!"

The dirt, mixed with bustling particles, rose wildly after falling to the ground. It was originally a small lump of dirt the size of a fist. In an instant, it became as big as a mountain, and it kept spreading to the left and right.

The mountains rumbled, and all the newly formed peaks were moving, quickly taking root on the river.

I don't know how long it took, when the endless mountains completely blocked the river, everyone could only hear the water of the Yellow River, the sound of the waves crashing on the shore.

The dikes forced the Yellow River back into place and impounded it, providing a source of irrigation for crops. All the Terrans cheered and bowed to their heads.

Kun Chao waved his hand absently. It quickly came to several other inland rivers. According to this law, the water of the long river is blocked.

All the human races are worried about the grace of Kun to control the water, and they have set up an immortal ranking for Kun, and worship day and night.

It's a pity that the ignorant Terrans don't know. The method can only solve the temporary dilemma. Run it out. The flood will surely erupt again, and I am afraid it will be much bigger than it is now.

At the bottom of the Yellow River, which was blocked by Kundang, there is a bright cave.

This cave under the river. Built close to the riverbed, the main structure of the cave is made of a whole piece of huge and incomparable jade, and the fine gate is made of golden gold, and on both sides of the gate, there are two dragon stone carvings on the pillars.

There is a narrow path in front of the gate, completely paved with crystal, and the dragon stone carving is surrounded by strings of pearls, all of which are the size of a dragon's eye, blooming with a faint light, looking at it from a distance, giving people a feeling of jewelry.

At this moment, in the cave mansion, the Teng snake that escaped from the demon suppression tower stared at the water attribute spirits lined up on both sides of the cave.

Xu was stared at by the Teng snake and was covered in hair, and a fat man with a short stature and a smile on his face trembled and paced out, "My lord, this cang, I don't know where I got the Nine Heavens of Rest, blocking all the rivers that were washed away by the flood before. The river can't be washed out of the river, and we can't do anything!"

"So, why are you just stupid to drink wine and taste delicious food in this cave?" Teng Snake sneered unceremoniously: "You guys are just a bunch of wine bags and rice bags! They have lived for hundreds of millions of years! Even if he can move to the mountains, what if they can move to the mountains? Won't you find a way to control the water with a big dike?"

The fat man's face showed a look of displeasure, and his voice became cold: "I'm waiting for waste, so what are you?" Ran out for no reason, asking me to wait for the water tribe spirit to obey you, what qualifications do you have to say that? Lao Tzu has long been fed up with you!"

The rest of the old demons of the water tribe changed color one after another, looking at the darkening face of the Teng snake, and closed their mouths very interestingly.

"Haha, okay! what kind of thing am I!" Teng Snake laughed angrily, his eyes suddenly cold, and he cut two clear arcs in the sea with one hand.

"Aang!"

In the middle of the arc, thousands of water dragons suddenly sprung up, opening their teeth and dancing claws, swaying their whiskers, and the dragon roared in the sky, directly pounced on the fat spirit.

"Hmph, dare to play with my pincers and find death!" the pincers sneered, and his whole body swelled up instantly. Soon it turned into a huge crab, red all over, as if it had been roasted.

The two large pincers in front of him clicked and waved, cutting directly at a water dragon flying towards him.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound, and something that made people stunned happened.

The water dragon was not damaged at all, but the two large pincers of the pincers were directly broken by the water dragon, and there was no possibility of contact. Then thousands of water dragons followed,

Suddenly, the sea boiled, and the cave trembled violently, and the terrible sound seemed to collapse the cave.

Joked. After all, this cave mansion is the original palace of the Dragon King of Zhenhe, how can it collapse easily?

After a long time, when the dragon stopped groaning, the cave gradually became calm.

I saw that in the main hall, the thousands of water dragons that were originally raging had completely lost their traces.

The huge and domineering pincers no longer have a piece of good meat on their bodies, and they can't move. There was only a huge mouth that opened and closed, muttering to himself:

"How is it possible, how can you be so strong, how can you be ......" (to be continued......)