The Taoist Taoist way is the way of 'development', the way of 'change', and the way of 'creation'.
All in all, the Tao of Hua Taoist is the sum of the Tao other than all the immovable objects in the Pangu world. It is all-encompassing and all-encompassing, and is the fundamental Tao for the development, change, and evolution of the Pangu world.
After receiving Taoist Flower's Dao Fruit, Ji Hao fell into a strange state of half-asleep and half-awake. In the space of his soul, the embryo of the Tao of 'Yan' is like the bright moon shining brightly throughout the ages, turning into a round ice mirror to shine in the void. All his thoughts and ideas are concentrated in this round of ice mirror, comprehending and thinking. , try to figure it out, most of the energy and spirit of the whole body are included in it.
Only Ji Hao's ridiculously strong body, driven by some kind of instinct, drove the Nine Dragons chariot and traveled through the void with the help of the Golden Bridge of Heaven and Earth.
Without consciousness, feeling, or any other emotions, Ji Hao acted like a puppet and a walking zombie.
On the turbulent river, a giant monster made of ninety-nine white dragons cast a huge chain to lock the river water, blocking the human flood control army. Ji Hao drove a nine-dragon chariot and descended from the sky, and ninety-nine white dragon monsters set off huge waves to attack together.
With his heart like an ice mirror, every move of the giant white dragon demon was controlled by Ji Hao. He shuttled freely among the swords, guns, swords and halberds of the giant white dragon demon like the wind. His fists were like thunder, and he lightly struck the giant white dragon demon's arms. On the lower abdomen, the inner dragon beads that they had worked hard to condense were smashed to pieces. Ninety-nine white dragons showed their original shapes and looked up to the sky and screamed, and were killed by the human race's flood control army.
On the vast and boundless lake, thousands of giant pythons are making waves, devouring the human race people who control the water under the control of more than a dozen Xiangliu descendants.
Ji Hao drove a long distance in a Nine-Dragon chariot to come to the rescue. He used thousands of different Taoist and magical powers at the snap of his fingers. Every giant python and each willow tree was hit by a different magical power. Ji Hao was beaten to death in an instant, leaving only He got off his huge body and served as rations for the flood control army.
On the top of the mountains that stretch like a screen, a large group of demons, under the orders of Gonggong, built a walled city stretching for tens of thousands of miles. They used the high mountain terrain to block dozens of mighty rivers, and firmly blocked the human flood control army from advancing.
It was still Ji Hao who hurried over after getting the information. Standing thousands of miles high in the sky, Ji Hao grabbed it with one hand. The mountain stretching thousands of miles was grabbed by his palm. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a tiny gravel and disappeared in his palm. Billions of demons and mountains were swallowed up by the colorful round cauldron. All the demons were refined to death, and no one could escape.
Running around, fighting, slaughtering, hands full of blood, and wailing everywhere. In the huge Central Continent, human flood control armies who encountered dangers were everywhere asking for help. Ji Hao was running around day and night, not caring about eating, drinking, or resting. There was only killing wherever he went, crazy and heartless. Merciless killing.
Time passes day by day, time is like running water, and years pass by in the blink of an eye.
Ji Hao traveled around the Middle Continent, killing countless monsters and rescuing countless human beings. In the mouths of demons, he is already the most terrifying devil and evil spirit in the world; in the hearts of human beings, he, like Si Wenming, is a reborn parent-like figure.
The flood control army under the command of Si Wenming has dredged 99% of the rivers in the Central Continent. Only after the last few most important Longmen waterways are penetrated, the Wanliu Guixu Formation planned by Si Wenming can be completely completed.
All the floods in the central continent will be submerged into the bottomless ruins, and the people of the human race in the sea of fire will no longer be able to survive; the infinite water vapor from other worlds in the void will also be forcibly drained back to the ruins by the Wanliu Returning to the Void Formation, and the water vapor in the other four desert continents will also be lost. Will be introduced to Guixu, and the floods in the Four Wastelands Continent will naturally gradually subside.
Not only that, when the infinite water vapor in the void gathers towards the Central Continent, the Four Wastelands Continent will be like a giant ship on the boundless sea, following the momentum of the water vapor flow towards the Central Continent. It won’t take long for Pangu to The five most important continents in the world will merge into one!
On this day, Ji Hao was flying rapidly from high altitude driving a Kowloon chariot, when Si Wenming's shout suddenly came from below.
"Ji Hao, long time no see, come down and have a bowl of water! Haha, there are only nine Longmen waterways left, and we have to do our best to control the water."
Standing on the Kowloon chariot, Ji Hao, who was as heavy as water with no expression on his face, was shaken. The ice mirror in his soul space quietly dispersed, and countless thoughts and ideas quietly emerged from the deepest depths of his soul. come out.
Deep in the body, which was as stiff and cold as a ten thousand-year-old dead tree, a burst of vitality emerged. Ji Hao's eyes rolled a few times, he shook his head vigorously, and pressed the Kowloon chariot. With a wave of his sleeves, the Nine Dragons chariot disappeared suddenly, and Ji Hao looked down on a cloud of fire.
With a sound of "hoo", after following Ji Hao for several years of running around and fighting for several years without any interruption, Manman, Shaosi and his men, who were also stained with the blood of countless water monsters, took a deep breath at the same time.
They looked at each other, and their numb and stiff faces gradually thawed, and their eyes, which were as lifeless as Ji Hao's, gradually gained a trace of vitality.
'Dang Langlang', a Jia clan war king standing behind Ji Hao let go of his hands, and the heavy sword in his hand fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily. The fingers of this powerful Jia clan war king twitched. He raised his head blankly and looked at the sky, and suddenly murmured: "Now, what time is it? In the past few years... I have been so tired from killing!"
"Ah, I'm hungry. Manman wants to eat, and Manman wants to sleep!" Manman dropped the two sledgehammers, fell on the fire cloud, and fell asleep without saying a word.
"Really, I'm a little tired." Shao Si smiled and sat next to Manman, his eyelids fluttering, trying not to fall asleep. Her eyes were still on Ji Hao, her numb, stiff, and tired eyes full of tenderness.
Ji Hao waved his sleeves, and a soft breath of life overflowed, gently nourishing his companions who had also worked hard for several years, and slowly landed on the ground with a cloud of fire supporting them.
On a gently sloping hillside, countless human warriors in ragged clothes and skinny bones were sitting on the ground to rest. Surrounded by many women who were also too thin, they were lighting bonfires and making hot soup in broken earthen pots.
With his upper body naked and a piece of torn animal skin wrapped around his lower body, except for his hair, all the hair on his body was soaked in water. His skin was as pale as a dead fish. Si Wenming smiled "hehe" and strode towards Ji Hao. come over.
"Uncle!" Ji Hao breathed heavily. With such a strong body, he felt as if there was a handful of sand stuffed in his throat. After trying hard for a long time, he couldn't secrete any saliva to moisten his throat.
Just after he called "uncle", Ji Hao made a scratching sound in his throat and could no longer say a word.
"Ji Hao! Have you been exhausted these past few years?" Si Wenming walked up to Ji Hao with a smile. His steps were unsteady. With his Wu Emperor-level strength, he almost didn't stumble. Fortunately, Ji Hao stepped forward. Hold him up.
The two hugged each other vigorously. Ji Hao looked at Si Wenming with a smile and shook his head: "Fortunately... he's still alive!"
Si Wenming nodded vigorously: "Just stay alive!"
(End of chapter)