Chapter 352 The law of heaven and earth enters the Dragon Palace!

Author: Pig Heart and Shrimp

Chapter 352 The law of heaven and earth enters the Dragon Palace!

The head of the Yangtze River.

At this time, the area is still under embargo, and all cargo ships passing through the Yangtze River have stopped. There are many speculations about the reasons, most of which are supernatural. For example, the most popular one is that the Yangtze River is haunted by a demonic dragon.

Being able to say that the demon dragon is naturally not a leak in the government's intelligence system, but the masses combined with the continuous heavy rain and exerted their own subjective initiative to think of it. Although the various rumors have become particularly outrageous, most people have guessed it right.

The culprit.

Li Yi strolled to the riverside. He thought the place would be deserted, but he didn't expect that what he saw was a sea of ​​people. It was obviously a rainy day, but there were almost full of people standing outside the warning line at the head of the Yangtze River.

They are not policemen, monks, or officials. They are just ordinary people, either standing on tiptoes looking at the Yangtze River, holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, or conducting some kind of live broadcast on the Internet.

Li Yi could even hear the shouts often heard in various short videos. The entrance to the Dragon Palace seemed to have become a check-in place for Internet celebrities. If it weren't for a row of armed police standing inside the cordon, these people might not have rushed into the river.

The ancients said that if a gentleman does not erect dangerous walls, modern people still live too comfortably. If this were allowed in the spiritual world, most mortals would be eager to move their families when they heard that a demonic dragon was causing trouble.

Li Yi just looked at it a few times, without stopping, and disappeared from the spot.

On the other side, on the Yangtze River.

There are still hundreds of Jindan left at the entrance of the Dragon Palace. They form a formation with each other to deal with the dragons who are ready to rush out at any time. After all, beyond the head of the Yangtze River is the east coast of the second largest city in the Zhou Dynasty and the fourth largest port in China. There are thousands of

A population of tens of thousands.

It can be said that if a dragon rolled around the city, at least hundreds of thousands of people would die.

The government could not afford this loss. Even if the Shangqing Palace said there was no need to worry, it still had to ask most of the Jindan to stay and garrison.

It is rare for hundreds of golden elixirs from all eras of immortality to gather together, so naturally a discussion on Taoism is inevitable.

Wang Huan is among them. He belongs to the kind of golden elixir that has no family fortune to defend and is very powerful. One can be used by ten people. People like him are the most popular among all the forces. Everyone

I want to win over you.

Of course, it's also out of pure appreciation.

At this time, he was being pestered by a muscular man, a monk from Zhao Di named Mo Yidao.

A knife fanatic, or a martial arts fanatic.

"Brother Wang, I heard that your way of divine soul is very good. I wonder if you can learn from it?"

Faced with Mo Yidao's repeated requests, Wang Huan shook his head and refused with an indifferent expression: "I can't hold back the divine soul attack. Brother Mo, please don't embarrass me. Furthermore, strength and weakness are relative, so why bother insisting on ranking? If that's true,

In terms of ranking, I am weaker than Brother Mo."

Hearing what the other party said, Mo Yidao didn't want to force it, and said: "I just heard that Brother Wang is famous for his wisdom, and his hands are a little itchy. You and I are known as the Eight Wonders, and the emphasis should be very different. There is really no need to compare."

Eight unique skills?

Wang Huan became slightly more interested and asked, "May I ask Brother Mo, which eight skills are they?"

The title of Eight Jue was bestowed by immortals, and those who can be ranked on it are not ordinary people. The cultivation level of the person in front of him is indeed extraordinary, and just the sword intention revealed makes people feel slightly chilly.

I just didn't expect that he was also one of the Eight Ultimates.

Mo Yidao said quite proudly: "A certain talent is exactly Dao Jue."

"Your Excellency's sword skills are indeed remarkable." Wang Huan praised him sincerely, and then asked: "Brother Wang, how did you get the name of Eight Jue? Is killing demons and demons a great achievement in the world, or is it that sword skills are enough?

Let the immortals praise you?"

Mo Yidao patted his chest and said even more proudly: "I got it by being beaten to death by an immortal."

quiet!

There was silence all around. Not only Wang Huan, but the other Jindans were also a little stunned, and some people were completely unfazed.

The former should have been born in the early days of the Immortal Era, and the latter was at least 3,000 years after the Immortals. At that time, there were many strong men beaten to death by the Immortals. Some were begging for death before they died, and some were simply overestimating their own abilities.

Mo Yidao belongs to the former group. It is said that he successfully broke through the transformation into a god at that time. The only problem was that he could not survive.

"Where's Brother Wang?" Mo Yidao asked.

"..."

Wang Huan was silent for a few seconds and said: "I was also beaten to death by an immortal."

But he made a mistake and was beaten to death.

"Hahaha, it seems that Brother Wang and I are very destined."

Mo Yidao didn't notice anything wrong when he heard it, but the more he looked at Wang Huan, the more he liked him.

"Two adults."

A voice came from below. The two looked down and saw a speedboat docking at their feet. The person calling them was someone from the government.

"We want to talk about what happened yesterday."

"Brother Mo, go ahead. I'm not very good at contacting the government."

"All right."

Mo Yidao fell on the speedboat. The man in front of him was the governor of Donghai City. Although he was not as good as the minister in the temple, his power was not much weaker. He was a high official in the border area.

Naturally, he came to see him about the Yangtze River embargo.

Due to the formation, the entire Yangtze River estuary is now blocked, and all freight from northern China to the East China Sea has been stopped. Now they want to open a hole to transport some urgent goods out. If this shutdown continues, it will cause serious economic losses.

But the formation is not a matter of magic, and it is impossible to change it at will. What if a demonic dragon breaks out during the change of formation?

The governor said with a grimace: "Sir, my phone is being called 24 hours a day. If this matter is not resolved, I'm afraid I won't have to sleep."

Mo Yidao asked: "Can't you go on land?"

"The transportation capacity of the land is not as good as that of the river. Is it really impossible to open a road? Even if it is only 100 meters, if it continues like this, it may affect people's livelihood." The governor said.

The northern plain of China is the largest granary in China. Due to the rain, there may be a bad harvest in the southwestern region. Hungry is definitely not a problem. The strategic grain reserves are enough for the people to eat for several years, but the prices of other non-staple foods will continue to rise.

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The problem is not a matter of life and death, but it is definitely not a small problem.

What’s really worrying is that this blockade continues. The Yangtze River is the largest river in China, and countless industries rely on this river for their livelihoods.

"Well... let's discuss it. After all, the formation is difficult to change unless the formation is re-arranged."

"Okay, okay, then hurry up. Our requirements are not high, just a 100-meter river channel. Of course, the safety of the formation comes first. Economic losses can be remedied."

Mo Yidao was just about to return to the sky when suddenly a plain and gentle voice came.

"Since it affects people's livelihood, let's dismantle this formation."

All the golden elixirs on Yangzijiang's head trembled, and they all raised their heads and looked around, with a little excitement and eagerness in their eyes.

A figure appeared on the misty river, holding a black umbrella, wearing a white shirt, casual pants and canvas shoes, with ordinary features and no aura on his body.

The governor also heard the voice just now, and soon saw the young man standing on the river. At first, he was a little nervous, fearing whether he was an enemy, but then he quickly relaxed when he thought that there were so many Jindan masters here.

This person should be one of the Jindan experts guarding this place.

Although the governor has a high and powerful position, after all, he is not a member of the temple and does not belong to the core of power. He cannot recognize the young man in front of him, and he cannot know the golden elixir in the entire China.

He quickly explained: "I just want an emergency river channel, preferably 200 meters. If not, 50 meters is fine. Safety is the top priority."

Everything must be prioritized. River channels and safety can both be considered. If not, the latter should be given priority.

In the next second, all the golden elixirs made a move that made the governor, as well as many local monks and officials on the shore burst into tears.

I saw this strong man bowing down deeply with his hands in front of the young man. The golden elixirs from the sky also fell on the river one after another, and he bowed down with his hands in his hands.

All the golden elixirs said in unison:

"Respect the decree of the law."

Boom!

A colorful divine light shone on the river, and lines between reality and illusion were looming, forming a complex and mysterious formation.

This is the base of the great formation. The formation is composed of hundreds of golden elixirs. Even the Sword Immortal would have to be trapped for several quarters of an hour. Gu Long ran out from inside, and there was enough time for the town and country-level people from all over the country to escape.

Come to help.

This formation can be said to be the only buffer zone between the Dragon Palace and reality, and it is the lifeblood for the East Coast dignitaries to sleep peacefully at night.

But following the unanimous thoughts of all the golden elixirs, the formation followed by a crisp shattering sound, turned into dots of starlight, floating on the river surface.

"Broken?"

The governor collapsed on the ground, looking at this scene with some disbelief. Endless chills filled his heart, and he was afraid that a huge dragon head would come out of it in the next second.

Wait, that young man, why do so many Jindan monks listen to him?

When the governor raised his head to look for the young man, the ordinary young man was already standing in front of him. His gentle voice sounded like a command or an order: "Disperse the crowd and keep them away from the river."

"...Okay...Okay."

The governor's mind had turned into a mess and he had not yet understood the situation in front of him, but his instinct was to follow the young man in front of him subconsciously.
To be continued...