Chapter 936: Dreamy Bubbles (Two-in-one 5K)

In the time of Emperor Yao, the flood was surging, vast and covering the mountains and hills, and the lower people were worried.

The Emperor asked: "Alas, Four Mountains, the surging flood is surging, vast and covering the mountains and hills, the lower people are worried, is there anyone who can govern it?"

Everyone said: "Gun can."

So Yao listened to the Four Mountains and used Gun to govern the water. For nine years, the water did not stop, and the work was not successful. When Shun ascended to use, he took over the government of the Son of Heaven and patrolled. He went to see Gun's water governance without shape, so he killed Gun at Yushan to die.

Gripping the plowshare in his hand, Liang Qu stopped his chaotic thoughts and looked at the young man who was panicked by the flood: "What do you call me?"

"Huha." The young man panted, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Gun!"

"How many years have I governed the water?"

"Governing the water has been eight years so far."

"Are there any results in eight years?"

The young man showed embarrassment: "Few..."

Liang Qu looked at the roaring flood under the cliff, the thunder rumbling, his digestion and acceptance ability were extremely strong, and in an instant, he understood his situation.

His life only had one year left!

If he couldn't produce success, he would be killed by the fake Emperor Shun and executed at Yushan!

Is this the Six Demon Trials?

Liang Qu came with memories, clearly knowing in his heart that he was "breaking the barrier," seizing the Life-Bound Buddha. Everything he saw was a demon in his heart. It was hard to treat everything before him as real, even if the screams were earth-shattering, it only had a few emotional surges.

Although there was confusion, since he came, he would be at peace.

The focus of breaking the barrier is on breaking. Doing nothing will only sink into the demon, and he won't be able to seize any Life-Bound Buddha. Forcibly waking up, falling realm is light!

Transforming into Gun, from the current point of view, what he needs to do is very clear.

One year.

Govern the water!

Gun built dams to block water, failed and was killed. Yu dug rivers to dredge water and inherited the throne...

"What is your name?"

"I am Hexuan!"

"Go!"

"Where are we going?" Hexuan followed quickly.

"Survey the terrain!"

Five days passed in a flash.

The gloomy wind roared, and the muddy waves emptied.

Within the Chong tribe.

Women followed the carvings on the stone slabs, used clay to build earth furnaces, sealed the joints, and smothered high-quality charcoal that sounded metallic when knocked. Strong laborers polished stone tools, knocking on red-hot iron ingots.

"The earth furnace must be built high enough! The higher the furnace, the more prosperous the fire, hence it is called high furnace iron smelting!"

"Good!"

The crowd responded loudly.

A worker must sharpen his tools if he wants to do his work well!

The tools for digging were all bones. When they hit rocks, they would chip a small gap. Great Yu governed the water for thirteen years, and he only had one year. With bone shovels, how could he govern the flood well?

Develop productivity first!

Liang Qu, Great Shun's Baron Xingyi, Pingyang Huai Water General, first merit in the Fengbu Dam Defense Battle, an excellent youth under the red flag, appeared on the stage with the accumulation of two worlds!

"The Emperor asked for the virtuous, everyone said Gun can."

In terms of prestige, a "everyone" word, there was no need to worry at all.

Eight years of water governance without results made many people lose confidence in him, but there were still many loyalists who gave orders directly. With natural disasters, no one dared to be sloppy. When the first iron lump was smelted, it reached the peak of worship.

Only one point.

It's really fucking tiring.

Liang Qu sat on a stone and panted violently, his lips chapped with white skin, and his saliva was sticky like glue.

Completely turned into an ordinary person, walking half a mile of mountain road, the fatigue surged along the muscles, running and surveying for a day in straw sandals, the soles of his feet were sore, and the sides were scratched by rocks. He had to sleep for four hours to barely recover.

The food was even more lackluster.

The brown rice was not hulled, hard enough to scrape the throat. There was meat, but the mutton smell was very large, paired with a little bitter salt. If it weren't for the great consumption, it would be impossible to swallow.

In just five days, Liang Qu felt the torment of his will from his body's feedback. Once the torment came, the barrier between "breaking the barrier" and reality dissipated like the tide.

One bitterness.

One fatigue.

The world is vivid.

It really is an illusion, but the torment is not reduced at all.

Reaching out to grab a handful of sand and gravel, it fell from the palm to the sand table.

Liang Qu wiped away his sweat, strengthened his spirit, and studied carefully.

Under the red flag, he really didn't have any good way to govern the water, he didn't understand it at all, but he had been a river official for six years, and there were a lot of relevant books in the study. He occasionally flipped through them, and there were a lot of ready-made cases and guidance methods in his mind.

The sweetness of rice drifted, and a pair of wheat-colored slender hands placed the food tray.

"Tired for a day, eat first."

Wrapped in hemp, looking at his wife Nüxi, who was as tall and beautiful as Long Yao, and exactly the same in every sense, only with rougher skin, Liang Qu silently picked up the wooden bowl and shoveled the rice into his mouth.

Before today, he had accepted the fact that the world's "materials" were insufficient, and many people looked exactly the same as his relatives and friends.

After the meal.

"Nüxi, is my father still alive?"

According to the Grand Historian, Yu's father was Gun, Gun's father was Emperor Zhuan Xu, Emperor Zhuan Xu's father was Changyi, and Changyi's father was the Yellow Emperor.

Liang Qu didn't care where the Yellow Emperor was, he cared about his old man, Black Emperor Emperor Zhuan Xu!

Nüxi showed hesitation.

Half an hour later.

A small dirt mound with a vertical wooden sign appeared in front of him, with a few weeds poking out of the grave mound, standing proudly in the wind.

"Hey..."

Pulled out the weeds at will.

The illusion is an illusion after all. Relying on a trial, he couldn't find any source at all.

In helplessness, a softness surrounded Liang Qu's head.

Nüxi held Liang Qu in her arms, gently stroking his oily, knotted long hair, separating the tangled black clumps: "Don't be sad, don't be sad, it will be fine, it will be fine."

His heart jumped, Liang Qu forgot the fatigue of his body and spirit for a while, only feeling itchy on his neck.

Slap!

Reached out and slapped, fingernails pinched.

A louse full of blood exploded with a crisp sound.

Not bad.

Three months passed in a flash.

"One, two, one, one, two, one!"

The weather was scorching.

Strong men carried bamboo baskets on their shoulders, transporting mud,

More and more refugees, the stored food was not enough to distribute. Fortunately, the land after composting had its first harvest, growing cabbage and rape, giving the Chong tribe a brand new hope.

It was just that boiling water to bathe made people puzzled, it seemed to prevent the plague?

In just one late spring and early summer, the tribe leader of the Chong tribe, Gun, seemed to have received the inspiration of the gods, with ideas emerging one after another, and more and more people who were disappointed in Gun regained confidence.

Liang Qu was busy with command and dispatch every day, the soles of his feet were bloody from walking, he let Hexuan distribute rice seeds to plant in damp places, let Bofu distribute food to make the harvest even in all vassal states, and took out various farm tools, his physical strength and spirit were always tense.

Everyone was moved by Gun's perseverance, feeling that if they replaced him, they would definitely not be so persistent.

Only Liang Qu himself didn't feel he was grinding hard. He knew he was breaking the barrier, seeing the carrot hanging before his eyes.

The direction is set, just do it.

Another three months.

The small river communicated with each other, the flood bypassed, and a tribe was successfully saved.

People cried with joy, ran to tell each other, sang and danced.

Liang Qu stood under the scorching sun, sweat dried on his body, salt grains precipitated, he grinned, blood overflowed from his lips, he looked at the sun, dazed, and felt a bit worried.

The weather is going to be cold.

The third three months.

A full nine months.

The severe winter arrived, the heavy rain turned into heavy snow, the cold made batches of strong men in the tribe fall, Hexuan's small toe was frozen off, he didn't feel it when walking, turned back to pick it up, it was frozen like a hard black stone.

Liang Qu had a high fever, Nüxi prayed to the heavens, he burned in a daze, forgot many things.

Burned well.

He was lazy.

The cold wind was like a knife, not as comfortable as the quilt, he was too lazy to get up, didn't want his toes to be frozen off, wrapped in animal skin and curled up in the corner, only at noon did he get up to show his face and encourage a few words.

Nüxi shook his shoulders and called him, but it was useless. She didn't persuade him, added two pieces of charcoal, and quietly lifted the man's feet and warmed them in her arms.

The hearts of the Chong tribe gathered together began to dissipate, the iron shovel hit the frozen soil and rolled its edge, efficiency greatly reduced.

Hexuan was anxious and helpless. When someone asked, he could only use the illness not healed as an excuse.

"What? Shun is coming?" Liang Qu sat up in surprise in his lazy illness.

Hexuan nodded: "Shun took over the government of the Son of Heaven and patrolled the four directions. He will be here in three months."

Went to see Gun's water governance without shape, and killed Gun at Yushan...

Lightning flashed across the sky.

"Quick, help me up! I can still do it!"

Three months arrived.

One full year.

Nüxi combed Liang Qu's hair, and he met Emperor Shun.

Liang Qu was stunned.

Before the carriage, "Xu Zishuai" carried his hands on his back, his clothes fluttering. Before the roaring Da He, the originally tightly frowned eyebrows relaxed slightly after arriving near Hukou, and seeing Gun stunned, he was displeased.

Liang Qu hurriedly restrained his smile and reviewed himself first.

If he let Shun take him to Yushan to be executed, this Six Demon Trial would be ruined!

"Eight years of ineffectiveness, it is my responsibility. Gun is ashamed of the world's people. Fortunately, a year ago, I, Gun, changed blocking to dredging, dredged two rivers, successfully governed Hukou, and was about to go to Liangshan and Qishan.

However, merit and demerit cannot offset each other. The people died because of my ineffective water governance, the sin is heavy. I have recorded all the water governance methods on stone slabs, set three plans, handed them to Hexuan, please Emperor punish me!"

"Wuwuwu."

Outside the crowd, Nüxi lifted her sleeves and sobbed, tears filling her clothes.

The crying spread, more and more people sobbed, two female relatives who looked like Long Yao and Long Li cried the loudest.

Shun was silent.

"Using those with merit is not as good as using those with demerit."

Boom, boom, boom.

The carriage left.

The crowd cheered loudly.

Nüxi broke into tears and smiled, rushed forward to hug him.

"Damn, my brain is burned."

Palm slapped his forehead, Liang Qu looked directly at the sun in the sky and regained his spirit.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

With the first year of governance learning experience, Liang Qu gradually arranged for veterans, started multi-line work, and in less than half a year, the floods in the Heng and Wei rivers in Jizhou were calmed, and he transferred to the Ji and Yellow Rivers.

More people were trained, more projects were opened, and more tools were invented.

The youth of the Chong tribe pushed a single-wheeled cart on the field ridge.

Liang Qu even discovered an open-pit coal mine, the fuel changed from charcoal to coke, and efficiency jumped significantly again. During this period.

The heavy rain in the sky seemed to have never stopped.

"Carnian flood."

Liang Qu walked out of the mud with a hoe, looked up at the gray sun. After that high fever, every time he couldn't persist, he would think of Emperor Shun's face, as if he had smelled a fresh carrot, and his whole person had spirit again.

"Go home to eat, brewed a jar of soy sauce, don't know if it will succeed..."

Three years passed in a flash.

The nine river channels downstream of the Sha River were unobstructed, Leixiawa gathered into a lake, Yong and Ju rivers flowed into Leixia Lake, and mulberry was planted on the land to raise silkworms.

After that, Wei and Zi rivers, Huai and Yi rivers, until the Peng Li region gathered all waters into a lake, serving as the place for the wild goose formation to fly south and rest in winter every year.

People looked at Gun with shining eyes.

Another three years.

Yunze and Mengze were calmed, and there was green grass for filtering wine during sacrifices.

Tuo and Cen rivers were dredged, there was carved hard iron, arrow stones for arrows, and chime stones for making chimes.

Yi, Luo, Chan, Jian, Qi, Ju, Feng, Jing, Wei rivers...

Hundreds of rivers enter the sea!

The flood no longer roared, and wherever it went, it moistened the ten thousand miles of land.

The people of the world sang his beautiful name.

Liang Qu felt less and less tired, he felt he was a great river tamer, every river turned from irritable to gentle. Every time he couldn't persist, he would go to talk to Emperor Shun who had officially succeeded to the throne.

Seeing his face, it seemed he remembered his original intention again.

He opened nine mountain ranges and guided nine great rivers.

The nine provinces were unified, the four borders were habitable, and the vassal states within the five lakes could all come to the capital to meet and pay homage.

Emperor Shun bestowed a black jade tablet upon Gun.

Traveling by car on dry roads, by boat on water, by sled on muddy roads, and by mountain shoes with teeth on mountain roads.

The Chong people returned to that small tribe where everything began.

Dog-tail grass grew in the cracks, and broken iron shovels piled up like mountains.

"Let's cast something with iron shovels to commemorate the calming of the water disaster!" Hexuan, who had long since become a middle-aged man, suggested.

"What should we cast?"

"A bowl! Everyone needs to eat, eating is the first priority, casting a bowl is the best!"

"Using a bowl can't reflect the Emperor's majesty, use a tripod for cooking, it's big and heavy!"

"Right, make a tripod!"

"If we cast a tripod, what should we carve on it?"

Everyone said a few words, and finally looked at the Emperor above in unison.

Liang Qu's thoughts drifted far away, he thought of that small dirt mound, thought of that slightly warm afternoon.

Datong Prefecture.

The vortex flashed with waves.

Sword child Feng Ying entered from the golden wheel on the abdomen and walked out from the palm on the upper right of the golden Buddha.

"Came out, came out! It's the Profound Heaven Sect's sword child! Brother Li, what Buddha did he seize?"

Brother Li remembered the orientation, kept flipping through the pages, and found the corresponding position.

"Found it, one of the eight great Bodhisattvas, Void Storehouse Bodhisattva! Void infinite realm, qi fortune can be produced and distributed infinitely!"

"Um, what does that mean..."

"Formless sword energy turns out several times! Qi fortune will improve!"

Wow!

"Came out again! Came out again!"

"It's the Heavenly Blade Tomb's!"

"Wait, above, the Hanging Temple Buddhist child also came out!"

"Upper eight hands, Buddha! It's a Buddha!"

"What Buddha?"

"Medicine Buddha! Medicine Glazed Light Tathagata who heals all diseases in the world!"

One after another, resounding names exploded, the crowd was like a sea tide, accompanied by Master Huai Kong walking out, green light scattered in the world, everyone's body seemed to be healed.

The people were all plunged into endless fanaticism.

If this is not a miracle, what is a miracle?

However, before the sword energy and green light appeared for long, a golden light suddenly exploded on the top of the golden Buddha, like a rising sun, shining on the world!

Compared with the sun, all light was a tiny candle flame.

Everyone narrowed their eyes, all miracles were like spring snow, melting and disappearing.

Master Huai Kong silently turned the beads.

Feng Ying's sword energy of dozens of zhang in his palm dissipated, shrinking back to more than ten zhang, feeling lost.

"Great Sun Tathagata!"

Brother Li at the entrance of Fulong Temple swallowed a mouthful of saliva, regardless of his eyes being sore and teary, trying hard to open them wide.

In the light, a figure slowly came out.

The silver fish on the clothes jumped from the shoulder to the chest, splashing water.

Baron Xingyi!

"It's Baron Xingyi!"

"Root Buddha!"

"It's the Root Buddha!"

The people knelt and worshipped incessantly, prostrating.

"Master! Great Master! Abbot!"

Liang Qu jumped off the Buddha's head, landed at the entrance, greeted in turn, everyone was full of joy.

Ten years of water governance.

All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, like dew and like lightning, should be viewed as such.

All the fatigue was dissolved at this moment, relieved, like unloading shackles!

Liang Qu felt his spirit had undergone a hearty tempering, turning iron into steel!

The "wall" that had not been built in the second immortal island vaguely had the appearance of being established again!

"Hurry in!"

The bonfire soared to the sky.

The white elephant drew water, and the copper bells rang.

A grand celebration.

At night, Liang Qu held Long Yao, clearly not seen for three days, but passionate like fire.

"In the Buddhist sect... ha... not good, right?"

"All Buddhas and Bodhisattvas come from the Great Sun Tathagata, I am... Great Joy Zen!"

The candle flame flickered.

26th.

After touching the coral and giant clam in the temple, Liang Qu, refreshed, sat at the head, without any worry. "Lecturing" was not him, he was just a "repeater" acting as a mouthpiece.

Seriously recorded what the Diamond Ming King said, for a full month, returned with a full load.

During this period, Cha Qing and others who arrived later also knew the Great Snow Mountain's purpose and were shocked.

June.

Liang Qu easily persuaded the old monk to go to Pingyang Prefecture. Apart from the Hanging Temple's obstruction, it was very smooth. Everything was perfect, finally bid farewell to the Hanging Temple, and headed to Blue Lake.

Didn't forget an important matter in the middle.

Dream White Fire!

July.

Sold the last five spots.

On the Great Lake, treasure ships surrounded, people and frogs mixed, looking for their positions in order, surrounding into an airtight "ball."

The old toad lay on the big fat head and yawned at the sky.

"Are you ready?"

"Ready!"

People and frogs answered in unison.

"Good!"

Liang Qu released the Dream White Fire and flashed back to his position.

The treasure fish was panicked, flicked its tail and ran around, jumped out of the water unexpectedly, and in an instant, it twisted when it touched the air, bursting out a strong but not dazzling white flame.

The purest light in the world!

Human faces were illuminated.

The state of mind fell into a blank and scribbled wantonly.

Quietly, everyone deduced their future, immersed in sudden enlightenment, sponge absorbing water.

Only Liang Qu.

He looked around, stretched out his hand, five fingers straight, shadows clear, opened and closed and clenched, dizziness surged.

Muttered and asked.

"Am I awake?"

Branch lightning flashed and extinguished in the clouds, growing from the sea into the black sky, with a loud explosion in his ears.

The palm was full of cold, moist hardness.

Liang Qu opened his eyes, blankly looking at this strange and damp mountain cave, the laughter just now disappeared without a trace.

Cold wind poured in, and he stumbled in the direction of the wind.

The wind grew stronger, sticky water vapor attached to the rock wall, gathering into small streams and dripping down.

The light came out.

But it was still very dark.

Shoulders leaning against the stone wall, Liang Qu stood at the entrance of the cave, on a small stone platform, lead-gray clouds covered the sky, black tide collided on the mountain cliff, shattering into white water.

Black Sea.

Boundless.

The mountain cave opened on the reef of the Black Sea, and the heaven and earth gale made him stand unsteadily.

Suddenly.

The roar shook the sky, as if coming from an ancient beast.

Pfft!

Like a bamboo tube blowing through the bamboo membrane, Liang Qu's eardrums shattered instantly, bleeding, and all sounds blurred into sobbing.

The water bag bulged.

A white ape with golden-red eyes jumped out of the Black Sea and roared at the sky.

Boom!

The empty waves exploded, brushing over the mountain cliff.

The reefs in the sea were like ashes in the fire, crumbling and disintegrating.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 937 =====