The ink dragon swam all the way with the big water, and the water entered Guangdong Lake. Some fishing boats parked next to the small river ditch were all floated up and down by the water waves. It took a cup of tea to make this place Guangdong The lake calmed down.
As soon as he entered Guangdong Lake, although his physical condition did not improve much, it gave Mo Jiao a feeling of returning home, and the mental boost was obvious.
The surrounding rain still continued, but it was much lighter than before. Just now, the dragon brought water into the lake, causing waves in the lake, causing some boats along the coast to heave violently.
Although the rain has not stopped at this moment, some fishermen living along the coast can't help but come out wearing raincoats and bamboo hats to check on their boats.
The flood just now was indeed very strange, but boats are the basis for fishermen's survival, so they were a little worried. After holding it in for a while, there was no other movement, and then someone bravely came out to check. When they saw that most of the boats on the shore were It was okay, my boat didn't capsize or sink, so I went back with a sigh of relief.
Of course, some older people were panicking. The sudden flood in Guangdong Lake seemed to still be vivid in their minds. At that time, many houses were destroyed and even many people were washed away by the flood and missing.
Ji Yuan and Li Baotian, the city god of Lishun Prefecture, stood on the edge of Guangdong Lake, looking at the calm surface of Guangdong Lake. The dragon in the water was already swimming towards the depths of Guangdong Lake.
"Mr. Ji, does he know the origin of this dragon Mo Rong?"
Li Chenghuang glanced at the fishermen who came to check, then looked at Ji Yuan and asked.
Ji Yuan is currently calculating when the old dragon will come. After all, Tongtian River is very far away from here. According to a rough calculation, it only takes an hour from Wanzhou to Gyeonggi Prefecture with the sword light escape speed of the Ivy Sword, and As a real dragon, the old dragon is proficient in flying skills. He should be able to get here before it gets completely dark, but the premise is that the old dragon is at home and can come immediately.
After hearing what the City God said, Ji Yuan looked at him and told the truth.
"Ji came to Wanzhou for the first time, and it was also the first time he went to the Guangdong Lake. Naturally, he didn't know the origin of the ink dragon."
In fact, the first time Ji Yuan heard about Guangdong Lake was from the man in black when Wei Wuwei was almost carjacked. The rest of the story was based on hearsay and written information.
Li Chenghuang stroked his long beard and looked at the lake, which was so vast that it was difficult to see the other side.
"About forty years ago, the silk weaving industry in Wanzhou was not yet fully popularized. There was a legend about the Flower King circulating everywhere along the Guangdong Lake."
"Flower King?"
Ji Yuan looked at the lake and thought that the black ink dragon should not be called "flower".
"Yes, the so-called Flower King is a flower-colored poisonous toad that has been hiding in Guangdong Lake for at least hundreds of years. He is profound and cunning. He also has some fairies under his command. He started to become cautiously active about a hundred years ago. , Occasionally they will secretly overturn fishing boats in the lake, and the fishermen will go into the water and eat them.”
Ji Yuan frowned and looked at Chenghuang, but before he spoke, Li Chenghuang knew what he wanted to ask and continued directly.
"The gods of the three prefectures bordering Guangdong Lake will naturally not let it go. After several such incidents occurred in succession, the Underworld also reacted and determined that a monster was causing trouble. Finally, they traced it to Guangdong Lake, and the monster actually dared to do evil things. The dream technique threatens people in nearby fishing villages, trying to make them build temples and erect statues, and also wants to eat the sacrificed boys and girls, and even calls himself the King of Flowers!"
Li Chenghuang also sneered when he said this.
Ji Yuan also squinted his eyes and thought, something like a king is actually extremely rare in Dazhen. On the one hand, monsters rarely become human beings, and on the other hand, the title of monster king is too heavy.
Li Chenghuang continued.
"Since there is no lake god in Guangdong Lake, we and other people along the lake have to join forces to sweep away Guangdong Lake. However, the monsters are cunning. The water depth in the center of Guangdong Lake is more than a thousand feet, and there are dark and complicated water caves inside. There are several spirits in the lake. The monster hid at the bottom of the lake, and with the help of their own power of water control and their own magical powers, they actually disappeared. After a month with no results, we thought that the monster had escaped along the river until more than forty years ago... "
The emotion in Cheng Huang's voice was incomprehensible, and he became a little emotional.
"After spring came that year, thunderstorms occurred frequently around Guangdong Lake. On a rare day without wind or rain, a flood suddenly broke out. Several rivers connected to the lake poured in, and Guangdong Lake was filled with water for thirty miles in an instant. , many villages and towns along the lake were affected, and many people were swept away by the flood... "
"The water in Guangdong Lake was extremely strong that month. It turned out that several monsters in the lake took the opportunity to join forces to release the water. They wanted to have a good meal to replenish their essence and wanted to transform together. What's even more disgusting is that the water came and went away faster. They retreated within a few moments, and several monsters hid in the depths of Guangdong Lake again, which really angered us and other Yin Division gods!"
Even now, when Li Chenghuang talks about this, he is still a little embarrassed.
"Just when we were about to shamelessly ask the God of the River to come and help, a dragon came along the river to the Guangdong Lake on a thunderstorm day. This dragon had left a message to the gods on the bank, claiming to be Lord Mo, from Dazhen. He came from outside and reported to Ming Longjun that he wanted to occupy Guangdong Lake as a place of practice. Then the dragon entered the lake and fought with the lake spirits in the water. Within a few days, whirlpools appeared on Guangdong Lake and there were no boats. If you dare to enter the water, after the lake calms down, monsters such as the Flower King will become a story of the past. "
Ji Yuan nodded knowingly, but this Mo Jiao didn't seem to have any intention of becoming the lake god. He really just occupied Guangdong Lake and practiced in it, but this time it was a disaster.
One person and one spirit did not leave, they just stood by the lake and waited quietly. The heavy rain around them continued to fall, so the sky darkened faster today than before.
About half an hour after nightfall, the rain suddenly became heavier.
In the eyes of Ji Yuan and Li Chenghuang, the beating raindrops on the dark lake were obviously more active.
"Crack...boom..."
The thunder in the sky suddenly exploded with lightning, lighting up the earth. The thunder that had been dormant all afternoon started up again at night, especially this first sound, which was enough to wake up some people who had gone to bed early.
"Anghou~~~~~"
In addition to the sound of thunder, there was a faint sound of dragon roars above the clouds in the sky, and the power contained in it rolled in, causing the thunder to continue to explode.
'The old dragon is here! ''Tongtian Jianglongjun is here! '
These two thoughts appeared in the minds of Ji Yuan and Li Chenghuang respectively.
In the space of just a few breaths, a dragon-shaped shadow that looked like air currents appeared in the rain curtain, running straight towards Guangdong Lake like a dragon swimming in the sky, and then pushed away the water waves of the lake into the lake with a "boom~" sound.
This time, it was rare that Lao Long did not come to Tong Ji Yuan to say hello first, but went directly into Guangdong Lake.
When the lake was still swaying with waves after the dragon entered the water, the Ivy Sword also flew back behind Ji Yuan with a green light.
"Mr. Long is very angry!"
The city god looked at Ji Yuan and said this in a low voice. Ji Yuan just said "hmm" and didn't say much else.
When Ivy Sword sent the message, although there wasn't much of his remaining divine will, it was enough for Old Long Guanzhi to understand Mo Jiao's situation at this time. He could tell from Mo Jiao's previous attitude and the story of the city god just now. The relationship between Mo Jiao and Lao Long is unusual.
More than half an hour later, water rose somewhere in the lake. A man in a double-breasted robe slowly walked to the shore on the water waves and bowed his hands to Ji Yuan and the City God.
"Mr. Ji, Li Chenghuang."
"Mr. Ying." "I've met Mr. Long!"
Here, Lao Long and Ji Yuan saluted more casually, but the City God was obviously more serious.
"Rumble..."
The power of the thunder in the sky continued unabated, illuminating the faces of the three of them. Old Long's expression was even more frightening. He just walked to Ji Yuan and Cheng Huang, looking at the lake in deep thought without saying a word.
"I wonder what Mo Jiao's situation is now. Does Mr. Ying have any continued countermeasures?"
Seeing that Old Long didn't speak and the City God didn't dare to speak, Ji Yuan had no choice but to ask himself.
After hearing his friend's inquiry, Old Long recovered his thoughts and shook his head at Ji Yuan.
"The dragon's tendons were removed, and all the energy in his body was greatly damaged. Even the dragon ball was destroyed, and I had no way to save him. If Mr. Ji hadn't helped him get rid of the evil nightmare in time, I might not have been able to save the dragon soul."
"Nightmare?"
Li Chenghuang frowned and asked, and Ji Yuan was equally curious.
"Yes, this kind of trick is evil and vicious, and it is extremely difficult to detect. Under the attack of the nightmare, Mo Rong was like a beast that was beaten back. He could not even speak, and the vitality in his body was devoured. If Mo Rong If someone dies from a nightmare, his soul will become a new nightmare and return to the caster!"
"Hiss..."
Ji Yuan couldn't help but take a breath. He had never heard of such a vicious technique, and sometimes he would rather not know.
"Crack...boom..."
The thunder illuminated the earth again. Old Long faced Ji Yuan with a terrifying and serious expression. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Yuan's pale eyes. This kind of look was only seen when they first met that year.
"Mr. Ji, you are right. Dazhen Qi cannot be broken. Not only can it not be broken, but it must rise. It is best to be strong enough to lead the entire Dongtuyun Continent, and the general trend of humanity can suppress Xiaoxie. It is better than a group of demons dancing wildly!"
After Tong Jiyuan looked at each other for a moment, Lao Long raised his head and looked sideways at the northern sky.
"Those who attacked Mo Rong were not ordinary people. He was not allowed to escape back to Dazhen originally, but he underestimated Mo Rong's ruthlessness and tried his best to destroy himself and exploded the dragon ball to escape... In these hundreds of years Since then, chaos has arisen in the boundary between the two wasteland continents. I thought it would not affect Dongtu Yunzhou, which is thousands of miles apart... "
When Lao Long said this, he glanced at Li Chenghuang subconsciously, and then he cupped his hands with Ji Yuan.
"I'll leave Dazhen first. I'd like to trouble Mr. Ji to look after Gu Mo Rong here. There are some things I don't understand yet. Let me go out and talk to Mr. Ji in detail when I come back."
After Mr. Ying finished speaking, he turned into a blurry dragon shadow and flew away into the sky.
"Anghou~~~~"
The dragon's roar seemed to contain a chilling air.
"Can Mr. Long track down the culprit here?"
"I don't know, but it will definitely be a pleasure to kill..."
Ji Yuan looked at the sky and suddenly understood why Lao Long never planned to get a "god seat" to sit on.
After the real dragon Feitian left, the heavy rain that lasted until night finally stopped.