The old man hurriedly shouted: "You are a descendant, you really don't know the depths, you must not be disrespectful to the Houtu Niangniang! As for the floods, they didn't happen before, but only recently there have been three or four times. But each time it became more and more violent, and I don't know what's going on. This time the flood has reappeared, and I can only report it to Hou Tu Niang Niang and ask her to deal with it!"

Xuan Ao listened, but he noticed something unusual, and said: "Since it has only recently become a big flood, there must be a reason for it." When I go to take a look, maybe I don't need to alarm Hou Tu Niang!" The old man couldn't hold him, but when he saw that he was a witch, he was willing to take risks for the human race, so although he was old, he didn't want to go by himself, and he trembled, and came ashore with him.

Xuan Ao hurriedly stopped and said, "Uncle, I am young and strong, if there is an emergency, it is okay to think about it." You are drooping and decrepit, and your legs and feet are inconvenient, so it's better not to follow!"

The old man stubbornly said: "You are a Wu clan, you are willing to sacrifice your life and forget death for my human race, I am a human race, but I want to escape from the battle, how can there be such a reason?

When the two of them came to the embankment, they saw that in the middle of the big river, the yellow sand was rolling, the turbid waves were surging, and the mountains and seas were surging, and the rumbling sound shook the ear drums and exploded, as if countless creatures were clamoring in it, and the momentum was really amazing.

Xuan Ao is actually a cultivator, and he is not afraid of this ordinary acquired five elements. The old man was just a mortal, but in front of the great power of heaven and earth, he didn't want to show his timidity, and tried to straighten his back, seeing Xuan Ao's admiration in his heart, thinking that no matter what, he had to preserve it.

Xuan Ao looked carefully, and shouted into the old man's ear and asked, "Old man, the water of this big river has always been so turbid, or has it been like this recently?" The old man also replied loudly: "Only recently!" The old man was not in good spirits and could not speak loudly all the time, so he was concise and to the point.

Xuan Ao smiled to himself: "I see! I see!" said loudly to the old man: "Old man, you stand up a little!" After saying it two or three times, the old man heard it clearly, standing two or three feet away, but he refused to leave, and only watched Xuan Ao act.

Xuan Ao faced the turbid waves in the big river, and suddenly whistled his neck. The sound was loud, and it could be heard clearly in the midst of the waves.

The whistling sound was a little strange, not at all like the sound of the witch clan, but like the sound of a dragon's groan.

The old man was looking at the strange place, but he saw Xuan Ao roaring, and it really had an effect, and the waves in the big river actually stopped. I saw that the wind and waves were calm, and suddenly the water waves opened, and a yellow dragon jumped out.

Xuan Ao said to himself: "I said that in the river, how can there be dragon energy, it is really this junior who is doing the trick! Although he can't use his supernatural powers now, he must teach him a good lesson!"

Although Xuan Ao was turned into a witch by Zhen Yuanzi, his real body is also a yellow dragon, so he can still do it with the occasional sound of a dragon's groan. He saw that the river was originally clear, the yellow sand was rolling, the turbid waves were surging, and he saw that there was dragon energy in the water, so he speculated on the matter for seven or eight points, and waited to invite him, and it was as he thought.

The yellow dragon heard the sound of the dragon's groan, which also carried the power of the superior of the dragon clan, so he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went out of the water to meet him. How did you know that when you reach the water, you only see Xuan Ao and a human race. Where can this Huanglong see through Xuan Ao's true body, and he thought it was just a witch clan. Suddenly feeling deceived, he shouted angrily at Xuan Ao: "Who is the voice just now? Could it be that you deceived me?"

Xuan Ao said: "It was I who called you, but there was no intention of deceiving." The yellow dragon didn't wait for Xuan Ao to continue, so he said angrily: "Hey, you are a little witch clan, you actually dare to be a dragon chant, you are not small!

The dragon clan had already lost power, and if the other races heard Huang Long's words, most of them would have to laugh at it. Xuan Ao himself is also a dragon clan, and when he heard this, he only sighed and said, "Even if it is for the sake of respecting the flood famine, you must know the number of days." I see that you little dragon has not been practicing for a long time, and you must have just been reborn. I come to ask you, why do you start a great flood against the people of the land?"

The Huang Long said: "I have carved a new good place to live in the upper reaches of this water. Seeing that the water is clear, I often come to play in the water and take a bath, why not?"

Xuan Ao said angrily: "Although you are playing in the water, don't you know that this is a disaster in the water and harming living beings? If you don't meet me, I'm afraid that under the reincarnation of days, you will already suffer retribution!"

Huang Long saw that although Xuan Ao was dressed as an ordinary witch, the tone of his words seemed to be a lesson from his elders, and he almost had the illusion at first, thinking that the other party was a dragon clan. When I looked closely, I was actually taught a lesson by an ordinary witch, and I remembered that he pretended to be a dragon, and I was furious in my heart, and said, "You are just a witch, so you can teach me a lesson?"

Xuan Ao smiled: "Don't think that if I have a lot of inconveniences in this body, I can't cure you!" laughed, and didn't say much to the yellow dragon, he slammed his body into a vertical position, jumped high in the air, and landed on the yellow dragon.

The yellow dragon was unprepared, and was actually ridden by this witch, and he was immediately deeply ashamed, raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and slammed his head down, and had already entered the waves of the great river.

The old man was beside him, and he was terrified to watch. Seeing that Xuan Ao had also entered the water, he was even more worried, thinking that an ordinary witch clan, how could he fight a yellow dragon underwater? If he wanted to step forward, he would only be drooping and decrepit, and he really had more than enough strength to do so, and he just added chaos in vain, so his heart seemed to be tightened, and he watched with trepidation on the shore.

I saw that the waves in the river were turbulent, like boiling a pot of boiling water, but it was much more complicated, and everywhere there were whirlpools, turbulences, and huge waves, which stirred each other and suddenly rose without warning. It's like two evil beasts, fighting below, and there is a faint whistling sound!

But for a moment, the wind and waves were calm. I only heard the sound of "bang" water, and the yellow dragon drilled out of the water again.

When the old man saw that only Huanglong came out, he thought that Xuan Ao was already unlucky, and he was about to scold, but he didn't know that if he looked closely, Xuan Ao was riding on Huanglong's head.

Among the two, Xuan Ao looked as usual, but Huang Long hung his head. Coupled with a blue nose and swollen face, and a few big bags on his head, he must have been beaten by Xuan Ao underwater.

Xuan Ao jumped on the embankment and said, "Fortunately, you met me this time, if you meet other great supernatural powers, I am afraid that my life will be difficult to spare." Listen to my kind words and advise, and don't make waves and harm living beings again!

Huang Long was frightened by Xuan Ao, but he didn't dare not listen to his words, but still muttered: "In the future, I will cultivate my magical powers, and I will come back to find you, and I will also avenge today's revenge!"

Xuan Ao smiled: "You little dragon, you don't know anything! No matter how high your supernatural powers are, you must also know the way of heaven." If you do something perverse, you will surely bring great calamity to you! If you cause the great river to rise and the living beings to suffer, it is a sin and deserves retribution, but it has nothing to do with supernatural powers. ”

Huang Long was still unconvinced, and muttered: "I heard that under the Heavenly Dao, the saint is the most and is also in charge of the Heavenly Dao. Now I will go to find a saint to apprentice, and when we meet in the future, I will also knock you to the ground, and see what else you have to say!"

Xuan Ao said impatiently: "You are worshipping the saint as a teacher, after all, it is still the same reason." Hugh is verbose, let's go quickly!"

Huang Long saw that he raised his fist again, but he didn't dare to stop, so he hurriedly went.

This Huanglong has gone through a lot of hardships, and he really worshiped the saint as a teacher, which is a later story.

The old man was overjoyed when he saw that Xuan Ao had solved the Terran flood, and returned to the Terran with him, and spread the matter among the clan. Suddenly, all the human races regarded Xuan Ao as a warrior, full of gratitude, and hospitality. Xuan Ao was entertained by the human race, and lingered for a few more days, but he couldn't stand this fire-like enthusiasm, and finally found an opportunity and sneaked away.

After this walk, I went all the way out of the land under the management of Hou Tu Niang Niang and arrived at the boundary of the co-worker.

The boundary between this place and the Hou Tu Niang Niang is completely different, and there is a sense of tension everywhere.

At this time, Gonggong was fighting with Zhurong, and the two sides did not know how many times the war had happened, and it had already changed from a battle for territory to a battle for morale and face. Within the territories of both sides, they are all fierce and dangerous, and defeating each other is the first priority, but where can they care about the lives and deaths of other races?

Xuan Ao was walking on the road, and saw a team of witches, walking together, chatting as they walked, as if they were talking about the war between the two ancestors. He rolled his eyes and pressed it on, pretending to be with them, but in fact he was listening to them carefully.

I only heard a witch say: "Now the Zhurong tribe is becoming more and more arrogant, and they dare to fight us." This time we must fight them back and let them know how good we are!"

Another shaman said, "Exactly! If all of us here become the territory of the Zhurong tribe, then our Gonggong tribe really has no place to stand. I heard that our patriarch has gathered the elite, and in a few days we will have a final showdown with the Zhurong tribe on the edge of the river, and I don't know how to win or lose at that time. ”

The witch man next to him was not excited, and said: "Now that the Zhurong tribe is powerful, it has forced our Gonggong tribe to get tighter and tighter, and we can only continue to migrate north. If our Gonggong clan had the strength to win, we would have driven the witches of the Zhurong tribe back to the south. So in my opinion, we are afraid that we have little chance of winning this war. ”

A young sorcerer said angrily, "No matter what the war situation is over there, if any sorcerers from the Zhurong tribe dare to come to us, we will definitely beat them to the ground." The other witches echoed in unison.

A slightly older witch man sighed and said, "The witch clan has a civil strife, and it is not a good thing for whoever wins or loses. Alas, the affairs of their own family, why don't these patriarchs discuss it well and solve it properly, but they are watching this civil strife!"

Another shaman said, "I heard that several major tribes in the southeast are also fighting each other, and I don't know if the situation is worse than here. I guess it's the twelve patriarchs of our Wu Clan, who are all busy managing their own affairs, but they don't have time to take care of the affairs of other tribes. ”

Precisely:

Two discerning eyes on the human race,

A benevolent heart to save the flood.

The yellow dragon wants to seek the fairy road,

Good fruit must also be planted.