After the abolition of the cold palace, I just want to cultivate immortals

Chapter 11 Buddha Appears!
It rained continuously for several days, and the water level of the tributary continued to rise, and it seemed that it was about to break through the warning line again.

Lin Mingyuan had no choice but to organize the evacuation of the residents of the downstream villages separately with the manpower assigned by the state government and the guards of the county government.

Speaking of which, Lin Mingyuan was demoted here because he opposed the abolishment. Lu Qiyun sat on the roof of the county government office, watching from a distance Mr. Lin who was running fast in the rain and drenched all over.

She stayed in the county government for a few days, and as long as she wanted to, no one would notice.

Lin Mingyuan was a good official, but he was not good at managing floods. Zhizhou didn't pay attention to the demoted officials in the capital.

Lin Mingyuan encountered a lot of soft nails there.

The memorials were written one after another, but Zhou Yichen was too busy to take care of himself now, so he definitely didn't have the heart to pay attention to Fuzhou.

There are floods in Fuzhou every year, and when you report to the court, you can only say a few words. After all, the mountains are far away and the temples are high.

Evacuation was the best move Lin Mingyuan could do.

This is not an easy task. Evacuation means displacement and helplessness, and people will not leave easily until the last moment.

The repaired levee did not last long, and the flood burst again.

The low-lying land was quickly engulfed, the name of the village was spread all over the place, the road leading to the county was congested and crowded, and the residents of several villages in the west packed their belongings into the evacuation team.

Yawei was so tired that he didn't close his eyes for several nights, and Lin Mingyuan's frail body couldn't stand the torment and fell ill.

The rain has not stopped, the flood is fierce, and the water in the west has risen to the neck of an adult man.

The evacuation team is getting longer and longer, food is in short supply, and people are panicking.

The Land Temple was flooded, she had to go to see the situation, along the way, she took some old and weak women and children who were left behind, some of them escaped from Baijia Village, Lu Qiyun asked her if she had seen Er Ya.

The old woman shook her head.

Another half-grown child whispered: "Aunt Xiu's family..."

Only then did the old woman slap her head, "Oh! Auntie Xiu's girl, that child has had such a hard time without a mother since childhood, and then with a wicked father..."

The old woman rambled away, Lu Qiyun listened quietly, and thought of Fuling for a rare time, Fuling was in the imperial mausoleum to accompany the substitute, it must be quite boring.

"The old woman was the last one to escape. I remember that the girl is still guarding his father. His father can't walk, and he doesn't listen to persuasion. When people come from the yamen, there is a lot of trouble..."

When they escaped, the water had already reached their chests, and the girl was probably hopeless.

The group fell silent, looked at Lu Qiyun, and groaned but failed to ask her about her relationship with Erya.

If Erya had such wealthy relatives, everyone in the village would have known about her father's clamor.

Lu Qiyun said: "The resettlement site is not far ahead, you can go there to rest and find your relatives."

After thinking about it, Lu Qiyun took a bag of steamed bread and dry food, "You guys put it away."

Several people swallowed their saliva, licked their lower lips, and thanked them repeatedly.

Dry food is much more useful than silver. She hasn't fasted yet, and she needs to eat when she can't practice. In order to avoid the embarrassing situation last time, she put some food in the bracelet.

After absorbing the spirit stone in the bracelet, the spirit power recovered about [-]%.

With the lessons learned from the past, I carefully calculated every ounce of spiritual power, and after a few times, I became more comfortable in controlling the spiritual power.

A faint halo of spiritual power envelops the legs, Lu Qiyun taps her toes and walks in the stagnant water.

At a glance, you can only see high roofs, waste boards, barrels, straw, etc. floating on the water, and sometimes you can see drowned bodies, or people who climbed to the roof to call for help.

It is a waste of time to save people, and it is far away from the resettlement site. Walking in the water requires the help of spiritual power, and it takes a few times to go back and forth and return in vain.

After struggling for a moment, she rushed to the Earth Temple.

The Temple of Earth has been completely submerged in the flood.

She dived into the water to find the direction where the spiritual power was turbulent. The stagnant water was turbid and her vision was poor. It took her a long time to see the land temple that had been washed away halfway.

The spiritual power was released slowly.

"Ow—"

Deep in the ground, a tiger's howl resounded.

"Master Lin!"

Lin Mingyuan had a high fever, and the county magistrate was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He couldn't afford the officials transferred from the capital to die here. The water has reached Xujia Village!"

The county magistrate said "ah", "It's over! It's over!"

Xujia Village is a hundred miles away from the county seat, and Xujia Village is neither safe nor safe. In previous years, floods would have ended if several villages in the lower reaches were submerged. This year, the river god might be angry. The rain is so heavy that there will be holes in the sky!

"The people seem to have heard the roar of a beast."

Where did the wild beast come from in the city? Could it really be the wrath of the river god?
The county magistrate's eyes darkened and he fainted.

The officials were devastated, and the common people fled in panic. When praying for blessings, Lu Qiyun felt very uncomfortable. After the roar of the tiger, she was dragged into the river by an irresistible force.

The rushing water slapped and squeezed the chest cavity, and the spiritual power cover was shattered as soon as it was opened. After several times, he simply gave up and only relied on water to float and sink.

Diving into the bottom of the river, the giant tiger's body has long been integrated with the river bed. Its huge limbs are stepping on the river bank, with its head facing south and its tail pointing north. The sharp knife was about to tear her apart, and immediately a mouthful of blood was choked in her throat.

The remnant body of the white tiger is several times fiercer than the tiger soul in the underground palace.

What method did the first emperor use to suppress his ferocity and form a formation?
Sherry!

In the blink of an eye, Lu Qiyun hurriedly looked towards the collapsed ancestral hall, the ancestral hall was crumbling, only the dirt-covered statue of the lord of the earth was intact, and he slapped it out with a palm wrapped in spiritual power——

"boom!"

A red relic flew out of the statue.

Lu Qi Yunfei stepped forward, the hostility drew countless bloodstains on her body, the flood "gululu" rushed in her ears, the bean-sized raindrops hit her face bursting with pain, and her spiritual power was on the verge of exhaustion again.

The first emperor used relics to suppress ferocious beasts as a formation, and to break the formation, he had to do the opposite. He had to use relics to break the formation first, and then use relics to defuse the ferocity of the body. The white tiger totem in the underground palace was a reminder from the first emperor.

The moment her fingertips touched Relic, a huge and gentle breath enveloped her.

"Benefactor, think twice."

It's still the same pagoda, the eminent monk's voice is compassionate and mellow.

"Think twice and think twice, how do you know I haven't thought twice?"

Amidst the sound of the wooden fish, the eminent monk sighed inaudibly, "The benefactor will do as he pleases."

The two chatted like old friends, burning incense and drinking tea.

Until the world suddenly changed, the eminent monk turned into a relic, the pagoda collapsed suddenly, and the slender figure in white was holding the relic in his hand and looked into the distance.

Finally, a sigh.

The relic was pressed on the tiger's eyes, and the unwilling tiger's roar was earth-shattering, and the flood was overwhelming.

The river bed climbed up inch by inch, the stagnant water poured back, and the roar of the tiger was louder, and the faces of the fleeing crowd were full of shock and despair.

A figure soared into the sky, the water vapor connected the sky and the earth, and a huge golden phantom appeared in the midair printed in the gentle red light. The phantom had compassionate eyes, sat cross-legged, and silently recited the Buddha's name.

"Buddha has appeared!"

"It's a Bodhisattva!"

"River God!"

I don't know who was the first to kneel and kowtow, everyone was startled and scared, and their impetuous and fearful moods gradually melted away under the light of the red light.

The county magistrate tremblingly helped Lin Mingyuan out, and the scene of the riverside could be seen clearly from far away in the county town, which showed the hugeness of the golden figure.

His face was a little red from the heat, and Lin Mingyuan stared blankly at the phantom. Unlike the others, he looked at the beautiful figure under the phantom.

At the same time, a child who was clutching the floating board in embarrassment also opened his eyes and looked at the figure.

Hanging in mid-air, hair fluttering with the wind, holding a ray of red light in one hand, his eyes stopped under the tumbling river, like a god of salvation.

rain……

Stopped.

(End of this chapter)