Raising the Demon

Chapter 259
Zi Baifeng's maintenance plan was not blocked. In the afternoon, Yibokun brought back the order of King Zhuan, not only obliging all departments to cooperate with Zi Baifeng's work, but also giving Zi Baifeng the power to dispatch.

The dry season is only such a short period of time. In February and March next year, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the snow in various places will melt, and the water will inevitably rise sharply. Great disaster.

However, the current smearing of water to seal the river is the time when the entire Xijing is most scarce in supplies. Zi Baifeng doesn't care about the many, he lists all the materials he calculated and needs, and in the next time, the entire Ministry of Industry Almost all busy.

The ice surface is actually a broad road, but the boat needs to be turned into an ice sled and a sled, and the people who transport it have changed from horses to shoulders and hands.

In this cold winter day, countless men used their shoulders and chests to transport countless stones and wood from afar, and piled them up on the dam bit by bit, just like ants carrying food.

An old man bowed deeply, stepped on the ice with his feet in straw sandals, exhausted all his strength, and dragged a thick log forward. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, the sweat streaked across the deep wrinkles, dripped onto the ice, and was frozen again in an instant.

He bent down again, then straightened up again, and the boy who followed him grabbed the cable.

"Grandpa, rest, let me pull." The young man also has a dark face and a strong body like a calf. He grinned, and his mouth was a little chapped: "Grandpa, sing a song."

The old man wiped his body with a towel, wrapped his open fur coat, took a deep breath, and began to sing.

"Do you know how many bays there are in the Tuhe River in the world? Dozens of boats in the bays? Dozens of boats and poles? Dozens of boats, come on! Ships to move? I know that there are 99 bends in the Tuhe River in the world. On the 99 bends, there are 99 boats, 99 boats, 99 poles, and 99 boatmen come to move the boats."

The sound echoed on the ice, on the snow, and spread far away. For a moment, in this world, it seemed that there were only countless ants-like crowds and the old man's fisherman's chants.

On the water-smeared shore, a carriage stopped, and the thick dark purple curtain was lifted, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

Fu Jun followed the carriage on horseback, stopped at the window, and said: "Your Majesty, listen."

The one in the carriage was King Zhuan. He had a white face and long beard, and he looked like a middle-aged man, but in fact he was over three hundred years old. Even a monk, this age is already considered an old man.

As soon as the song fell, King Zhuan turned his gaze to the direction of the dam.

To the north of the dam, there is a towering turret, which is the center of the dam, where Zi Baifeng works.

"Is it really necessary to close the dragon today? Why is there no movement yet?" King Zhuan came to see it after hearing the report on the progress of the project.King Zhuan's attitude towards the dam is more concerned than many people imagined.

"It should be soon. I saw the carriages of those boys, so they must have come to visit." Fu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked over from afar.Under the turret, there are several carriages parked, which are the carriages of several members of Dan Guimeng, and there is a horse tied beside it, which is the mount of Luo Qianshan.

"Look, they're coming out." Fujun waved his hand over and saw several people appearing on the turret, and Zi Baifeng was among them.

King Zhuan nodded, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible wave surged out, and the carriage disappeared on the river bank.

"My lord, the materials are ready, and they can be assembled at any time." Deputy Lu Zhi came to report, and the current deputy Lu Zhi has also been promoted by half a rank, and has become a real eighth rank. He is doing the transportation and management of all kinds of materials.

At the place where the dam was washed away, there were wooden cages as high as two people, firmly fixed by tough wood, filled with stones and sand, which were box cages and played the role of the mainstay.

Next to each wooden cage, there are more than a dozen strong men, ready to push the wooden cage into the water at any time.

There are more people pushing small carts beside them, and the small carts are full of sand and stones.

The trolleys are connected one by one, forming a giant dragon, leading to the various materials piled up like hills on both sides of the dam.

Zi Baifeng took a step forward and looked down.

From here, you can see the collapsed place condescendingly, and countless people are as small as ants.

Zi Baifeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His palms are warm, and the water in his palms makes Yin Xin hot. He has worked hard for a month, surveying and laying out, and the success or failure depends on it.

His eyes swept across the rivers and land in front of him, covered with snow, a horse galloped from afar, and the snow splashed everywhere.

Riding alone beside the purple carriage and galloping past, Fujun frowned and said: "You are a silent subordinate, what happened?"

King Zhuan frowned slightly, raised his head again, and looked in Zi Baifeng's direction.

Zi Baifeng felt the scorching heat in his palm, looked down at the vast land, and something seemed to be boiling in his heart.

He took a step forward, his spiritual power surged up, and he chanted loudly:
"Where to look at Shenzhou, you can see the beautiful scenery of Beigulou. There are so many things that have risen and fallen through the ages. The endless Yangtze River flows."

Although the distance was far, Zi Baifeng's voice seemed to resound through the whole world, suppressing all the sounds in the world.

Regardless of whether they could understand the meaning of Zi Baifeng's words, everyone was shocked at that moment.

Among these people, there are those who are full of poetry and books, like Qi Hanshan; those who are ignorant and incompetent, like falling into a thousand mountains; those who have power over the world, like King Zhuan; But they seem to understand the meaning of Zi Baifeng's poem.

"It's so many things that have risen and fallen through the ages, yo-yo. The endless Yangtze River is rolling!" King Zhuan raised his eyebrows, "This man is silent, he really deserves to be a talented man who can overwhelm the world!" After sighing, he suddenly widened his eyes. His eyes and his face were a thousand times more shocked than before.

At the moment when he finished chanting, when his emotions were accumulated to the extreme, Zi Baifeng suddenly widened his eyes and stretched out his hand: "Ling, gather!"

"Boom!" There was a loud explosion, and the whole world shook. The spiritual energy hidden in the ground, in the bottom of the river, in the sky, and in the bodies of countless living beings were all attracted by invisible forces at this moment.

Even King Zhuan and Fu Jun felt that the power in their bodies was about to move, as if they were about to be summoned by Zi Baifeng.

A few lights and shadows pierced the sky from a distance, flew over, found where the carriage was, and all descended.

People with poor eyesight can't even see their trajectories, they can only see a stream of light.

One by one, they got into the vicinity of King Zhuan's carriage, and all of them disappeared immediately, and could no longer be seen by the outside world.

The Fujun turned his head and looked over.

The head of the Zhongshan School, the Man Niu King, and the elders of several big families all rushed to the scene.

"Boy, what did you eat for breakfast? There's such a big commotion!" The Bull King stared at the bull's eyes, tongue-tied.

The head of the Zhongshan School stroked his beard lightly, not saying much.Several other clan elders, including Fu Jun's father and the patriarch of the Wang clan, were all there, and they looked at each other and exchanged glances.

The spiritual energy was gathering, centering on Zi Baifeng's hand, it turned into a violent whirlwind.

The whirlwind caused the whole of Xijing to vibrate. The knight who came galloping on horseback was frightened. Herod almost threw the knight off with a cry. The knight left the horse and galloped after trying to appease him for a long time but failed.

The Bull King stepped aside, frowned and said, "What's wrong? Are you so anxious?"

"Something must have happened..." Fujun had an ominous premonition in his heart.

At this time, Zi Baifeng concentrated all his energy on the endless aura.

This is the first time he has mobilized the aura he can master in this way.

The energy and spiritual power consumed were more than he had imagined.

However, these auras were gathered after all.

Suddenly, Zi Baifeng exhaled again, and his voice spread far away:

"Young Wan Douhou, the battle in the southeast has not stopped. Who is the enemy of the world's heroes, Cao Liu. You should be like Sun Zhongmou when you have children."

"This boy... this boy..." the Bull King murmured, but repeated it over and over again, only this sentence.

"Who is the enemy of the heroes of the world... This son is silent, he is really arrogant!" The head of the Zhongshan School shook his head slightly, as if he was quite displeased with Zi Baifeng.

"Why, are you an opponent?" The Bull King turned and glared at him. He obviously drove Zi Baifeng out, but now he is defending Zi Baifeng again, "You are capable, why don't you go to repair the dam?"

These two people are the two most powerful kings with foreign surnames, and they are deadly rivals, and they will pinch each other when they meet. His blood was about to boil.

The battle in the southeast is not over... What a battle in the southeast, the southeast, that's the direction of Mengcheng... Is it... okay?fine?
"What is this trend?" King Zhuan asked the Fujun, and the Fujun just shook his head and said, "It probably means that he himself is like a rolling wave, and no one can beat him."

"Where is Sun Zhongmou?" King Zhuan asked again.

Fu Jun shook his head again, how could he know, he could only say: "Maybe he is some strange person."

After reading a sentence, Zi Baifeng waved his hand downward with that momentum, and shouted violently: "Zheng, get up!"

All the violent spiritual power poured into the ground under his yell, and the tens of thousands of jade stones that he, Xiao Pan, and two koi had placed under the river bed were instantly ignited.

Spiritual energy enters, big formation rises!
The rumbling sound came from the ground, and even a large phantom was reflected in the sky. The phantom was projected in the air, like an aurora, and like a sky.

A complex, gigantic, nested layer upon layer, extremely complex large formation, enveloped the entire dam and the range of several miles nearby.

　Yesterday's second update... Sorry for the delay, I'm too busy with work during the day.

　　I still owe today's two updates and one additional update.

　　Uncle Ha continued to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)