The morning sun rises, and night and day alternate.

This is supposed to be a scene where the sun disperses and illuminates the world.

However, due to the heavy rain all night, it looked dim and the entire Fengzhou felt shrouded in a haze.

now.

A sacred ship with lights hanging on it sailed on the boundary river and traveled upstream to the upper reaches of Fengzhou.

The originally wide river began to become narrow due to the terrain, and the water situation became more and more dangerous.

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

The divine ship arrived here and did not go any further. Layers of clouds and mist filled the hull, and then began to leave the water.

Rising higher and higher.

You can see a completely different scene from high places.

On the gentle land in the distance, the rolling torrent of the Boundary River is sweeping over.

Finally, the divine ship broke through the wind, rain and clouds.

Rising above the clouds.

A strange scene appeared, the sky was still filled with stars.

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

On top of the divine ship in the sea of ​​clouds.

Master Chuan knelt on the deck.

The Taoist stood in front of the river master, looking through the layers of dark clouds and rain, looking at the increasingly turbulent torrent in the distance.

This year's torrent feels a bit unusual. Although on the one hand it is due to the long rainy season this year, on the other hand, the Taoist can also guess that the water demon upstream must have done something to it.

Behind him are General Donkey on the left, Qinglong Boy on the right, Yunjun floating on his waist, and Chixia Yuanjun standing beside him.

"The time has come!" The Taoist looked away and said calmly.

Then, his eyes turned to Lord Sichuan.

The Qinglong boy looked down on such monsters and people wearing fur and armor, and snorted coldly: "If the master and Tianjizi hadn't decided to fight for the road, how could such meritorious deeds befall you?"

Master Sichuan also knew that this opportunity was rare, and even vaguely learned from Chixia Yuanjun that this merit even involves the final path to true enlightenment and transformation into a true god.

"Master Dao's great kindness will never be forgotten by Lord Sichuan forever."

"I would like to be driven by the Tao Lord in all my life."

The Taoist raised his finger and pointed it between his eyebrows. The red clouds gathered together and rushed into his body.

In the picture of the god of incense and fire, there is another kneeling ghost and god.

The rays of light overflowed, and the Sichuan Lord's body continued to change in the light. Scales grew on the originally silver monster body, and a unicorn grew on his head.

The original demon body was transformed into the body of ghosts and gods that could hold incense, and the appearance became more majestic and majestic. The evil and ferocious feeling of the demon body was gone, and the whole body was filled with a divine and holy demeanor.

A roar.

Lord Sichuan swung his huge tail, and his slender body spiraled out of the divine ship and was swept into the clouds.

It fell from the clouds, rushed into the sky, and finally merged with the rolling torrent.

The power of ghosts and gods covered it, and the huge bodies of ghosts and gods controlled the water flow and waves.

Follow the tide and go downstream.

"roar!"

With a roar, countless water tribes in the boundary river heard the call of the River Lord and gathered in force.

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

The sacrifices and offerings to the Lord of Sichuan began before dawn, and the power of incense poured in continuously to help the Lord of Sichuan control the hundreds of miles of rivers.

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On the high hillsides and mountaintops not far from the boundary river, crowds gathered, setting up sheds one after another, and everyone was crowded together.

The walls of the county town were also crowded with people, and every household climbed up to look into the distance, hoping to see the scene of the gods appearing.

"Can we really see Grandpa Water God today?"

"I hope this year will be safe and sound? We have never seen anything like this in so many years."

Most of the people standing on the hillside and watching the surging boundary river below were nearby rural villagers.

One is to come to worship the Lord of Sichuan after being notified, and the other is to avoid floods. Once the floods get out of control, at least people can survive.

"The man of God specially came to tell the county magistrate that today is the biggest wave of the flood season this year. The master of Shuishen River will use magic to control the flood. How can it be wrong?" The village elder received the news last night and stayed up all night.

Just being busy with this matter, I know a lot of information.

"Not only our county, I heard that neighboring counties and county towns are also offering sacrifices to the Lord of Sichuan!"

As for the river embankment, He Shijing, the magistrate of Jiexia County, was not afraid of life and death and went to the bank of the Jiexia River.

Under the hut, on the altar table.

Thick and tall incense sticks were erected, and river workers and county officials were all present.

He Shijing chanted the memorial words he had written in a hurry at night. Everyone looked extremely pious, but they were still anxious and uneasy in their hearts.

Because there is no need to climb up the river embankment at this moment, even from below, you can see that the water level on the other side of the river embankment is already frighteningly high.

Waves of water came in waves, splashing out continuously.

The horrific scene made everyone standing under the boundary river tremble.

Many people looked like the Buddha was following the county magistrate He Shijing in reciting sacrificial inscriptions and praying to the gods.

In fact, he was shouting silently.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

"My mother! You must not break the dike!"

"Kongchen Daojun bless you, Sichuan Lord Grandpa bless you, this embankment must be blocked."

Everyone closed their eyes, listened to the sound of waves, and prayed for God's blessing.

At this time, a sound like heaven and earth roaring together came from the distance.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

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

"This wave..."

"OMG!"

"Why is this year's flood so terrible?"

I could only see that between the canyons, the torrent rolled up high like a landslide, and it looked as if it had reached the top of the mountain.

Just like thousands of troops passing through the gap, one even wonders whether the canyon is about to collapse.

Everyone was stunned when they saw it. Such a wave could not be blocked by the embankments and earth dams that were hastily constructed in a short period of time.

The old river worker immediately fell to his knees on the ground. No mortal could resist this mighty power: "It's all over. The river embankment can't stop such a wave."

No need for him to say anything, everyone will know it at a glance.

The county magistrate and many officers turned pale, but the county magistrate He Shijing remained calm.

He believed that what the River God Shi Zong told him was absolutely correct.

Sure enough, a change occurred.

"Roar!" A roar that could never be uttered by an extraordinary creature came from afar, shocking the world.

Everyone looked up and saw that the wave had not yet come down, breaking down the river embankments and earthen dams.

A giant creature with one horn and silver scales rushed out of the wave first and stood on the wave.

The raging huge waves were like its playthings, letting it ride and wash down.

The embankments and earthen dams made loud roars under the impact of the river, but they never collapsed. The river master controlled the direction of the water flow and brought the waves down in the direction he wanted.

Even if it has passed, the power left behind still binds the water veins and waves, flowing in the direction it travels.

"What is that?"

"Grandpa Water God, that is Grandpa Water God!"

"Why do I look like a dragon?"

"Jiaolong! This is a dragon!"

Everyone exclaimed at first, and then immediately remembered what they should do, and knelt down to worship the gods.
To be continued...