Calculate the general ledger with the flood

Time flies, and the friction between the two clans of Lich is increasing day by day.The plots that I have been familiar with for a long time have been staged in the prehistoric world: Ten Days Together, Kuafu Chasing the Sun, Hou Yi Shooting the Sun, Lich Showdown...

It's always the same plot, and I don't even have the mood to watch the show.I was bored waiting in the west, just waiting for the critical moment of my appearance.

After waiting for a long time, I finally heard a loud "click" - Buzhou Mountain was knocked down by Gong Gong.The water of the Tianhe River poured down and turned into a boundless torrent, sweeping everything.

Speaking of which, why was this mountain called Buzhou Mountain when it was not broken?It always feels weird.

I pressed down my thoughts and ordered Hongyun to guard the ashram, and led my brothers to Buzhou Mountain.

What are you going to do?Of course it was sent up to be beaten by the protagonist, ah no, it was to grab the Chaos Clock and Hetu Luoshu for the West.

"Junior Brother, there is no innate treasure in the west to suppress luck, and the Chaos Clock is very important to us. But Pangu and the Four Qings advance and retreat together, I am afraid it will be difficult for the two of us to intervene." Jieyin said to me worriedly on the road.

"That's why we don't grab the Chaos Clock, but the Hetu Luoshu. Both Pangu Siqing and Nuwa focused on the innate treasure, and we took the second best and took the opportunity to seize the top innate spiritual treasure. Together, the two can always Grab it." I pretended to be holding the wisdom pearl - in fact, Hetu Luoshu couldn't grab it, otherwise, what would Fuxi use in the future?

Jieyin didn't know what I really thought, but he seemed quite happy: "Junior Brother, this plan is very clever. Although Hetu Luoshu can't suppress luck, but it is good at deducing secrets and divination, which is also very beneficial to the prosperity of my teaching. .”

I pouted secretly in my heart: so you are thinking about this too?Usually, it’s not always me putting out my old face to solicit customers from the West, but you old man is responsible for sitting at home and showing a painful expression.Really, why does the author always set up a situation where Zhunti runs around and guides him to sit at home?

Of course, complaints are complaints.I really didn't dare to go against the logical setting of guiding senior brother and force him to go out to save sentient beings.So I have nothing to do at ordinary times, let Jieyin and Hongyun discuss about Buddhism and improve the teachings.In just these years, both of them have compiled dozens of Buddhist scriptures.

During the speech, he had come to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and all the saints had arrived at this time, casting spells one after another to deal with the aftermath.

In front of Nuwa is the Qiankun Ding, she is closing her eyes and concentrating on refining the five-color stones to mend the sky.Lao Tzu used the Taiji diagram to stabilize the earth, fire, water and wind, Yuanshi Tianzun used the Pangu banner to clean up the turbidity, and the Master Tongtian used the Four Swords of Zhuxian to support the four poles. The three of them worked together to prevent the heaven and earth from collapsing immediately.

As for the hole in the sky, of course the protagonist Tian Xuan blocked it with a magic weapon. After all, this item has the most post-event merit, second only to Butian.I took a closer look at the magic weapon he used, oh, it's a gray bead, chaotic, exuding a deep and endless breath.

Chaos?Well, that is the Chaos Orb, or the Hongmeng Orb?Oops, I don’t know what the name is in this story, but it’s about the same anyway. Among the magic weapons given to the protagonist by the author, there must be something called Chaos or Hongmeng.One day I will follow suit and change the name of the relic to Hongmeng relic, which sounds like a fad.

"Namo Amida Poye, Dotagata Ye, Duodi Yeta, Amitabha..." The guiding brother consciously followed the author's arrangement and began to recite the mantra of the past life. With the blessing of the sage, Sanskrit Chan It is sung and spread throughout the prehistoric ages, and all living beings who died in vain can be saved.

Isn't Namo Amitabha Ye the meaning of returning to the Buddha of Immeasurable Light?It suddenly occurred to me that the Buddha of Immeasurable Light is Amitabha Buddha, that is, my mentoring brother.That being the case, wouldn't it be weird when the author arranged to guide the senior brother to recite this mantra?Take refuge in yourself?

That's right, maybe the author just copied these few lines of mantras purely for the sake of word count.

Huh?

I was using the mustard seed supernatural power to take away the flood, when I saw a figure flying towards the west with lightning speed, its wings were thousands of miles long, and the wind it fanned could even temporarily blow away the flood on the ground.

Kunpeng?

Behind him, there is another strange-shaped monster, shaped like a bloated yellow cloth bag, painted with gaudy killing matt red, with six legs and four wings, and a vague and mysterious mosaic on its face.

"It's shaped like a yellow sac, red like a red fire, six-legged and four-winged, humdrum and faceless." A narration-like words appeared in my mind.

Uh...Dijiang?

Suddenly, I felt sorry for Di Jiang. The author described him more carelessly than the protagonist. He has never changed in hundreds of stories, and he has always copied this passage.In other words, Dijiang lived hundreds of prehistoric stories without even a single face.

But Di Jiang was miserable, and his speed was not slow at all, and he was about to catch up with the fleeing Kunpeng.

"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, something will happen in the future. You can take shelter in the west and avoid a death calamity to repay the karma of the holy position."

A passage from that year immediately flashed in my mind—it actually appeared in the last chapter, how could I forget it?But in order to make up the number of words for the author, heck, I mean, in order to conform to Zhunti's character setting, I still have to flash back forcibly.

"In this case, we have to be rescued." I deliberately said out loud, then raised my hand to press Di Jiang.A giant palm of Buddha light directly shattered the void and appeared in front of Di Jiang.The entire space was immediately blocked by Buddhism, and before Di Jiang had time to resist, he was involuntarily grabbed by Buddha's hand.

Kunpeng took the opportunity to escape, but found a mass of multicolored rays rising into the sky, and the heavy rain suddenly stopped.It turned out that the five-color stone was finally completely refined by Nvwa to complete the sky.

When the sky was repaired, Kunpeng's face also turned green—because it meant that Nuwa could free up her hands to deal with him.

"Kunpeng, the coward who ran away, die!" Nuwa obviously saw him a long time ago, and threw the hydrangea ball out without saying a word. The red light rolled, and it was in front of Kunpeng in the blink of an eye.

Sure enough, Kunpeng still ran away in the Zhoutian Xingdou formation just like in countless stories before.Just in time, I saved his life and ended the cause and effect.

The Seven Treasure Tree was shining brightly, and with a swiping in the air, it blocked the blow of the red hydrangea.Although I am also a virtuous saint, according to the author's setting, my strength is stronger than that of Nuwa, haha, it must be the reason for my high morality.

"What do you mean by mentioning fellow daoist?" Nuwa raised her eyebrows and asked me angrily, "Kunpeng fled in front of the battle and swept away Di Jun's Hetu Luoshu, which caused the Yaozu to turn from victory to defeat. He committed a great crime and should be thanked with death."

"Fellow Daoist Nvwa, wait a minute, finish the matter of mending the sky first, and then worry about it." The protagonist Tianxuan said suddenly, "With me waiting, Kunpeng can't run away." Wrap, and bind Kunpeng firmly.Kunpeng and Dijiang are like a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, they are both immobilized by the sage's supernatural powers.

Hey, why do I feel weird about using words?

Nuwa obviously still listened to Tianxuan's words, and then she killed the black dragon that made waves, and killed the big tortoise with four legs to support the four poles, and finally cast a spell to take away the flood.

After everything was over, the merits and virtues came down, and the Qiankun Ding was taken back by Hongjun.Now there are only a few saints left on the field, Dijiang, Kunpeng, and Chaos Bell who was sunk in the mud after the flood receded.

The seven saints exchanged complicated eyes with each other, greed, suspicion, longing, excitement... Various emotions that did not match the status of saints flickered in the eyes.Neither of us spoke, maintaining an eerie silence.However, the breath of fighting gradually spread like a silent storm.

A new storm has emerged, how can it stand still?

Travel through time and space, take courage.

Tian Xuan walked up to the saints.