"Okay, take over Jiaolong Palace first." Fu Yue said helplessly.
Fang Yun strolled forward, walked around the screen wall with the picture of ten thousand dragons, and arrived at the main hall.
There were ripples on the water in the main hall.
The main hall looks small from the outside, but once you enter, it seems as big as a city.
This hall is full of dragon style, magnificent and sparkling. The divine objects that have never been seen in the world can only be used to pave the ground here.
The twelve dragon pillars in the main hall stand tall, and each of them bears the image of an ancient demon half-saint, as if a real half-saint was cast in them.
Each pillar seems to be able to support a world of water.
On both sides of the pillar are two pictures of the surging ocean.
In front of the ocean map, there are teams of puppets in the image of aquatic creatures that have been sealed by powerful forces. Between the puppets are rows of weapon racks, including three-meter-high shrimp claws, hundred-meter-long anchors, strange chains, and so on.
The top of the main hall is surrounded by beautiful patterns, and directly above it is a crystal-like transparent roof. Unfortunately, the water above has been drained, so the beautiful scenery in the water cannot be seen.
At the deepest part of the main hall, there is a golden wool carpet, which is more than one mile long and wide. Behind the blanket is an ordinary wall dotted with some decorations.
The Dragon Saint does not sit on the dragon throne, but lies on the golden fleece.
Fang Yun glanced around the place one by one. Whether it was the ancient demon pillars, the sea maps on both sides, the crystals on the roof or the golden wool carpet, they were all holy treasures!
The ancient demon pillar can summon twelve ancient demons, the two sea maps seal the oceans of the two worlds, the crystal on the roof can continuously absorb power from the starlight of all realms, and the golden wool blanket has a powerful protective power.
However, these treasures are integrated with the Patrol Sea Palace. Unless the Dragon Saint comes in person, it is impossible to activate the power of these treasures.
Fang Yun’s Water Throne accelerated to full speed and soon reached the center of the golden wool carpet, while the others stopped at the edge of the golden wool carpet.
This golden wool carpet, which is more than a mile long and wide, is equivalent to the dragon throne of the Dragon Saint. It is a bit uncoordinated for Fang Yun to stand alone in the center.
Fang Yun's mind moved, and the water throne froze and grew larger, condensing into a screen made of ice behind him. He sat on the throne, so that the golden wool blanket was no longer empty.
Fang Yun closed his eyes, breathed slowly, and then uttered a dragon language.
The entire Patrol Sea Palace shook slightly, and everyone was shaken slightly.
The force that originally separated the Yangtze River and the East China Sea disappeared, and the water on both sides of the Jiaosheng Palace poured down to fill the separated area.
The rumbling sound continued, and after a few breaths, the entire Jiaolong Palace was once again submerged by the river.
Calm has returned to the Yangtze River estuary.
In the hall, Fang Yun had already closed his eyes, but he exuded an unprecedented aura, as mighty and mighty as the Yangtze River, endless and with a spirit of eternal life; and as vast and boundless as the sea, the lord of all rivers, dominating the world.
All the aquatic creatures prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.
Ao Huang and Fu Yue also bowed their heads slightly.
Fang Yun let out a long breath, and countless scenes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
On a wooden boat in the Huzhou River, the boat suddenly shook, a woman's hand loosened, and the child in her arms fell over the side of the boat and rolled into the water.
The woman was so frightened that she didn't even know how to save her daughter.
After a breath, she shouted.
"Help! My daughter fell into the water..."
The boatman and others on the boat then discovered the situation and started looking for the baby.
Suddenly, the water level beside the boat rose, and a current lifted the child up and slowly brought him onto the boat.
The child opened his bright big eyes and even had a curious smile on his face, and he was not frightened at all.
The woman held her child and cried.
The old boatman hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the East China Sea.
"It's Changjiang Jun who has appeared. Kneel down and kowtow to Changjiang Jun!"
The woman hurriedly held her daughter and kowtowed towards the mouth of the Yangtze River. The others on the boat also knelt on the ground immediately.
After a few breaths, everyone on the boat looked confused, but they were still muttering to themselves.
"Thank you, His Majesty Wen Xing Long Jue..."
On a fishing boat outside Baling City, a dark-skinned middle-aged fisherman knelt at the bow, facing the direction of Jiaosheng Palace, and prayed softly.
"I am neither good at literature nor martial arts, and I make a living by fishing. I used to have some savings, but my mother is seriously ill, and I am out of money. I still owe more than ten taels of foreign debt. I beg Your Majesty Jiao Sheng to have mercy on me and allow me to catch a few big fish. I will not spend the money from the sales, but will use it all to treat my mother. I beg Grandpa Jiao Sheng to have mercy on me! I beg Grandpa Jiao Sheng to have mercy on me..."
The middle-aged fisherman kowtowed desperately, making the boat planks clang and his forehead bleed, but he gritted his teeth and refused to cry out in pain.
Suddenly, the river water around the boat boiled. The middle-aged fisherman was startled and looked up, seeing a scene he would never forget.
Then I saw big fish of different colors jumping out of the water and onto the boat one after another, opening and closing their mouths but not struggling to escape.
In just a few breaths, the entire boat sank one foot. The boat was filled with live fish, half of which were rare species in the river. One fish was often worth more than one or two taels of silver.
The strong middle-aged fisherman burst into tears and cried like a baby. After crying for a long time, he once again paid homage towards the direction of the East China Sea.
“Thank you, Grandpa Jiaosheng! Thank you… Thank you, Lord Wenxing Longjue! Thank you, Lord Wenxing Longjue…” After a moment of confusion, the middle-aged fisherman naturally shouted out the title of the true Lord of the Yangtze River.
It was July and many places in Jiangzhou were suffering from drought.
In Baixi County, the county magistrate, the county assistant and the chief clerk sat together, all looking worried.
"It's almost August. If it doesn't rain, the rice harvest in this county may be less than 70% of last year's."
"I think it's 50% impossible. Ever since Fang Xusheng angered Jiaosheng last year, the Yangtze River water monsters have been saying that they are going to cause trouble for Jiangzhou and Xiangzhou. In the early spring of this year, Fang Xusheng went to the ancient land of Shihan, and since then Jiaosheng Palace has been secretly making trouble, causing uneven rainfall in various places. Xiangzhou has the help of Dongting Jiaowang, but Dongting Jiaowang can't take care of us."
"Yes, even if we pray for rain repeatedly, it will only alleviate the situation slightly and will not help the overall situation. Fang Xusheng has been back for a few days and is very busy. He has no time to care about the drought in our counties. After all, Fang Xusheng is only the nominal governor of the two states. He usually only manages Xiangzhou and cannot frequently interfere in Jiangzhou's political affairs."
"Wait another three days. If that doesn't work, ask the governor to go to Fang Xusheng for help. By the way, what is the status of Fang Xusheng and Jiaosheng Palace on the list?"
"Fang Xusheng has already entered Jiao Sheng Palace, and we don't know whether he will succeed or fail. But at the moment, it is more likely that both sides will take a step back. After all, that is Jiao Sheng Palace, and Fang Xusheng should just be bluffing to vent his anger and gain some benefits."
"Well... let's wait and see the final result... Eh? It's raining?" After saying this, County Magistrate Pan quickly walked out of the house.
The three of them looked at the rain falling from the sky with expressions of joy.
County Magistrate Pan showed a puzzled look on his face, then he returned to the Tongsheng Temple with the official seal in his hand and looked around. He found that in Jiangzhou, only the places that were short of water received rain, while there was not a drop of rain in the places where there was no water shortage.
"That's not right. The power of this rainfall obviously comes from the Yangtze River, which is also from Jiao Sheng Palace. Why is Jiao Sheng Palace helping us to bring rain while the war is still going on?"
County Magistrate Zhou said, "Don't worry about that for now, let's go to the Jiaosheng Temple and pay our respects to express our gratitude."
"Walk!"
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