Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 170
The huge dragon's head was chopped off, watching the scene of the dragon's blood splashing across the sky.

Li Xiuyuan only felt an indescribable joy and heartiness in his heart. This evil dragon who acts domineeringly and does not care about the life or death of the people finally got the retribution he deserved.

"Boom~!"

The huge dragon's head and the remaining half of the dragon's body fell from the sky. With a loud noise, the Wujiang Dragon King's body fell heavily into the flood, but was quickly swallowed by the flood.

The turbid muddy water was mixed with yellow dragon's blood, tumbling and turbulent, galloping away into the distance.

In just a moment, the body of the Dragon King of Wujiang disappeared completely.

What happened just now was only for a moment. Looking up again at this moment, everything in the sky seems to be an illusion. There is still a dragon there, and there is that terrifying knife that cut the sky.

"Hey, Pindao came a step late after all, and he couldn't stop your reckless behavior."

At this time, Taoist Mu flew over on a crane, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

But thinking of the scene where the Wujiang Dragon King was beheaded just now, he still felt his eyelids twitch and his heart trembled.

Terrible, the river god who has practiced Taoism for thousands of hundreds of years, was still a dragon, and was beheaded with a simple knife.

It's like killing a loach, without the power to resist at all, it's not just him, even any cultivator would find it difficult to accept the scene in front of him.

A sage in the world is a sage in the world after all, and his way of practice is too terrifying.

Li Xiuyuan saw Taoist Mu flying towards him, and now he looked at the sword in his hand, and said, "Uncle Master, are you saying that the Dragon King of Wujiang can't be killed, or that I can't repair the Daoist Road?"

"The Dragon King of the Wujiang River can be killed, but your Che Jinren Mountain Road cannot be repaired." Taoist Mu said.

"If you don't practice this way, how can you kill this evil dragon?" Li Xiuyuan said.

Taoist Mu said: "The Dragon King of Wujiang has done a lot of evil, and the righteous gods of the heavens will arrest him."

"Since the gods in the sky would arrest the Wujiang Dragon King, why didn't they show up for a long time, but instead let the Wujiang Dragon King rain for more than ten days, so that the flood flooded and submerged Guo Beicheng?" Li Xiuyuan said.

"The Dragon King of Wujiang made a small mistake when he rained heavily, and he committed the killing by flooding Guo Beicheng. But the Heavenly Court is also a place where laws are taught. The Dragon King of Wujiang made a small mistake when he rained heavily. How can he be arrested immediately?" Taoist Mu said.

Li Xiuyuan said: "That's right, so the gods will not appear until he floods Guobei City, but what's the use at that time? The people are dead, and the people have been affected. Even if the natural righteous god captures the Dragon King of Wujiang, but this What can I do, can I exchange the lives of the people in this city? I hate that I cultivated this way too late, otherwise I would never let such a tragic thing happen."

Taoist Mu shook his head and said, "Nephew, you are still too young. There are so many tragedies in this world. They happen every day and every year. You can't save the world."

"This is just your idea, uncle, not mine. Don't you say that I am a natural saint? But I know that since ancient times, the way of saints has been lonely and not accepted by the world. Confucius traveled around the world, Spread Confucianism, but no country accepts it, not only does not accept it, but expels it from the country, but those people in the Spring and Autumn Period would not know that Confucius, who was expelled by all countries, was revered as a saint by later generations , Confucianism flourished."

Li Xiuyuan said.

"Pindao has practiced Taoism since he was a child. He didn't read many books and didn't understand so many principles, but the poor Taoist knows that it will be very difficult for you to practice the Daoist Way." Taoist Mu said.

"Why?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

Taoist Mu sighed and said: "Nephew, do you know that there are five immortals in the world, they are heaven, earth, gods, humans, and ghosts. Your sword is hanging over the heads of the five types of immortals. How could they? Promise, it’s the same even if you are a saint in the world, that’s why the poor want to stop your reckless act. If you pick up the immortal sword, you can be regarded as repairing the road of Chejinrenshan. You have chosen the most difficult and almost impossible path. There is a way to go, if you continue like this, your path of being a saint in the world may not last long."

"Isn't it good to have a knife hanging above their heads? The Dragon King of Wujiang didn't have a knife hanging above his head, so he dared to act recklessly. If I had held the Immortal Slaying Sword in my hand, how could the Dragon King of Wujiang dare to be so presumptuous?" , today’s disaster will never happen.” Li Xiuyuan said.

Taoist Mu thought about it, and felt the same.

However, he still felt that his nephew had all the avenues to the sky before him, but he chose the worst one.

This is very irrational.

In other words, it is impossible for any cultivator to do so.

"Perhaps this is the difference between a sage in the world and a cultivator."

Taoist Mu thought to himself, so he didn't say anything more.

It's happened, and it's useless to say anything else.

Li Xiuyuan didn't say much, he turned back with the Dao of Zhanxian in his hand, and entered the body.

The duration of the ecstasy is limited, because he is not a real cultivator, and the soul is not as good as a cultivator, who can travel unscrupulously. In addition, the physical body is also limited.

After leaving the body, the physical body enters a coma, and if it does not come back for a long time, the physical body will starve to death.

But most of the practitioners have already done bigu, so they don't worry about this problem.

Back in the physical body, Li Xiuyuan on the city wall slowly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, he had a very strange feeling.

There seemed to be an inexhaustible force all over his body, and he also found that his eyes were much better than before, and the world in front of him seemed to become clearer.

The surrounding voices were also listened more carefully.

In addition, with a wave of my hand, there seemed to be a force gushing out.

"Hoo~!"

Li Xiuyuan's eyes moved, he raised his hand and punched, and there was a burst of energy around him.

"This is the cultivation of a martial arts master, and I have actually made a breakthrough in martial arts." He said in surprise.

Although the martial arts in this world cannot compare to the magic and power of Taoism, once they reach the level of a master, there will be a kind of transformation, and Qi will be generated in the body.

In the past, my master blind Taoist said that this qi is actually the qi formed by a practitioner who refines and transforms qi. It is the same and belongs to mana.

It's just that people who practice Taoism use this magic power on Taoism and talismans, so it produces many magical effects, while people who practice martial arts use it on fists and feet, so there are not many changes, but it can double the power of fists and feet.

However, cultivating Dao and practicing qi is only the foundation, but martial arts practitioners have already reached the end of their strength, and it is impossible to go any further, unless they use martial arts to practice Dao.

Not without such people.

Li Xiuyuan knew that this was the way to go alone, and that was Yan Chixia.

"Why such a sudden change?" He frowned, a little puzzled.

But he knew that this change occurred after he beheaded the Wujiang Dragon King.

Right now, the flood was still raging, but he didn't have time to think about it.

Even after beheading the Dragon King of Wujiang, the flood still could not be subsided.

The water has gotten out of control.

Even if the Dragon King of Wujiang is alive, there is no way to stop the raging flood.

Li Xiuyuan beheaded the Dragon King of Wujiang. Although the anger in his heart had been vented, it was useless right now.

"You don't have to think about it. The flood is flooding and there is no one to take care of it. You can only wait for the flood to recede."

At this moment, Taoist Mu descended from the sky and landed on the city wall. He stretched out his hand, and the wooden crane shrank rapidly, and finally hid in his wide Taoist robe: "Fortunately, you killed the Dragon King of Wujiang and stopped the rainstorm. Come down, the flood can end early, you see, the water has weakened now."

"Is it?"

Li Xiuyuan stood on the city wall and looked at the submerged Guo Beicheng with a silent expression.

Although the city has been flooded right now, the water in the city has not continued to rise due to the decline in the water potential of the flood. Some roofs on higher grounds have not been submerged, and many people have saved their lives by standing on the roofs. .

There are also many people standing on the city wall, and they live in peace.

Coupled with Li Xiuyuan's previous efforts, many people left the city ahead of time to seek refuge.

Quite a few people in the city should have survived.

But Li Xiuyuan knew that there were more dead people.

Because this time not only Guo Beicheng was affected by the disaster, but other places were also affected by the disaster.

As for the extent of the area affected this time, it is unknown.

In the evening, the flood has begun to subside slowly. Although the speed is very slow, it is a good sign.

This means that this flood has passed.

As long as they survive these two days, the flood will completely dissipate, and the surviving people will not have to worry about suffering another disaster.

However, there is still a lot of water in the city, and the people on the city wall still cannot enter the city.

The Mu Taoist next to him didn't know when he left, and then jumped up from the stagnant water below the city in the evening, and landed on the city wall, covered in muddy water.

"Bah, bah, I ate a mouthful of mud, but fortunately I found those few sections of the dragon's body. This is a rare treasure, so don't let it go to waste."

Mu Taoist was satisfied and patted the ghost king's bag on his waist.

The body of the Dragon King of Wujiang is all contained inside.

"Hey, where's my nephew?"

Mu Taoist took a look, but found that Li Xiuyuan had disappeared.

At this time, Li Xiuyuan walked all the way along the city wall, passing by many people, and finally found some acquaintances among the people.

"That's great, Brother Li, I knew you'd be fine, and you'll definitely be able to save the day."

A scholar in a long gown stood up happily when he saw Li Xiuyuan.

"Brother Zhu, the flood is about to recede right now, and the government has also suffered disasters. At that time, there must be no hope for disaster relief. The court is also high and the emperor is far away. It will be difficult to send people over for a while. We need to save ourselves, otherwise the flood will hit us." After that, it will be a man-made disaster, and more people will die by then."

Li Xiuyuan said solemnly.

Zhu Yu put away his smile and said solemnly, "How to save?"

"Gather the surviving Tong Sheng in the city, scholar, listen to my order, you can save people." Li Xiuyuan said.

The imperial court and the government can't count on it at this time, they can only rely on scholars with fame and reputation. In the eyes of the common people, a child born and a scholar are equal to half an official.

If they stepped forward, they would be able to manage the situation.

Although many scholars are not capable of handling affairs, they can't control so much now. What Li Xiuyuan needs is their identities.

Don't let the people in the city mess up.

Once there is chaos, it cannot be stopped. When the time comes, natural disasters will turn into man-made disasters, and there will be more casualties.

This has been the case since ancient times, the catastrophe is not terrible, what is terrible is the turmoil after the catastrophe without the restraint of the imperial court and the control of the yamen.

　One chapter in arrears, make it up tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)