Chapter 208: Stop and watch the water, Longsha High City (ask for monthly ticket)
The wind blows through the clouds, overlooking the river and sky.

In summer, the Gan River rushes out from the vast mountains in the south like a dragon breaking free from its chains, with scales surging and white waves surging.

When it flows through the west of Nanchang City, it is either attracted by the immortal aura of Wanshou Palace on the west bank of the river, or subdued by the huge city of Nanchang on the east bank. The surging river water becomes slow and leisurely here, and at the same time it becomes the separator between the immortal and mortal realms.

The banks of the river are covered with luxuriant vegetation, with overlapping layers of green trees like ink. Near the river bank, there are red Polygonum flowers as red as cinnabar, and green reeds as green curtains, like neon clouds.

The Wanshou Palace is in sight, and the ceremonial guards of Mount Sanqing are gradually descending from the clouds.

At this time, fishermen in the river, anglers by the river, and people in Nanchang City saw the immortal appear in broad daylight. They shouted in surprise, and then kowtowed and praised him.

During the procession, Cheng Xinzhan was admiring the Gan River, because he was familiar with it because he crossed the Gan River every time he traveled from Sanqing Mountain to southern Xinjiang and even Wuling. The Gan River was also the largest river in Yuzhang, nourishing the land and water, so he always felt very close to it.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a high sandbar in the middle of the river. The sand dunes were as white as new snow, winding for hundreds of feet, and shaped like a coiled dragon drinking from a stream, full of charm.

In summer, the sand ridges are glittering, like dragon scales reflecting the sun, and a strand of fine sand at the end of the island sinks into the blue waves, just like a dragon’s tail dragging the waves. Clusters of reeds grow on the island, bending like dragon’s mane in the wind, and occasionally a egret flies by, startling the rustling green waves.

Huh?
He looked at the white sandbar in the middle of the river and found it very strange.

He remembered very clearly that the first time he passed by the Gan River was when he went down the mountain to travel to southern Xinjiang after studying law in the mountains for a year. It was the summer of the 425th year of the Ming Dynasty. He was only sixteen years old. He did not see any sandbar when passing by this place.

In the third year of his cultivation, which was the 427th year of the Ming Dynasty, at the beginning of that year, “Taodu” broke in the white jade mirror. He meditated in the mountains for a year, learning alchemy and thunder magic. At the end of the year, he went down the mountain to the Miao village to deliver New Year pictures as agreed. That was the second time he passed by the Ganjiang River.

That time I saw white sand exposed in the middle of the river, but I only saw a little bit of it at that time.

The third time he crossed the Gan River was after he had achieved Dan Formation, when he went to the Haoran League to take on a mission. He brought a group of people to Miaojiang to rescue Hongmuling. However, there were many people that time, and everyone flew through the air and passed by quickly. He did not really notice the changes in the sandbar in the middle of the river.

Unexpectedly, this fourth time I crossed the Ganjiang River, twenty years had passed compared to the first time I saw the sandbar. The sandbar had changed from a speck of white sand to a white dragon lying on the river, and the dragon’s ridge was almost level with the Nanchang city wall next to it!
Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye, and Cheng Xinzhan felt that the world had changed dramatically. At the same time, he was a little confused. The sandbar was so white, could there be a Baishishan Mountain in the upper reaches of the Ganjiang River?
“Rumble–“

At this time, it was a clear summer sky, and suddenly there was a loud thunder!

In just a blink of an eye, the sky was covered with dark clouds and a strong wind blew up.

Summer thunderstorms come suddenly.

Fishermen in the river, anglers by the river, tourists on both sides of the river, and peddlers, seeing that a rainstorm was about to come, did not even bother to kneel down and worship the gods, and they all fled to Nanchang City and under the bridge arches of the nearest cross-river bridge.

Here we have to talk about this cross-river bridge that benefits Nanchang City and nearby villages and towns.

The width of the Ganjiang River in Nanchang is more than five miles. It is impossible for mortals to build such a cross-river bridge. This bridge is actually a fairyland, built by disciples of Wanshou Palace – this is both reasonable and understandable.

The Yingyuan Mansion of Sanqing Mountain would sort out and count the spring thunders every year to prevent the breeding of evil spirits; Longhu Mountain would send disciples down the mountain to distribute talisman water to cure diseases and save lives. As the best Taoist water magician in the world, Wanshou Palace naturally had disciples going down the mountain every year to kill monsters and build bridges.

Even the Shuzhong Xuanmen, who are as murderous as they are, with the idea that those who are not of our race must have different hearts, are eager to fight with others for treasures every day, and almost killed all the side sects, demons, goblins and dragons in Shu, but I have never heard of any disciples daring to bully mortals. On the contrary, if mortals go to the immortal mountain to complain, saying that ghosts are harming people, then the Shuzhong disciples will definitely put down everything at hand and go down the mountain to eliminate the monsters without saying a word.

If we don’t work for the benefit of the people, what kind of noble and upright sect are we?

The disciples of Wanshou Palace built many bridges on the Ganjiang River. As for the quaint bridge in front of you located upstream of Shazhou Longtou, it is the oldest bridge built by Wanshou Palace. It connects Xishan and Nanchang and is named Shouchang Bridge, which has a very good meaning.

At this moment, this thousand-year-old bridge is still benefiting the people. Many people are hiding on both sides of the river under the bridge to avoid the sudden rainstorm.

Heavy rain poured down, mist suddenly rose on the surface of the river, and a dragon-shaped sandbar appeared and disappeared, like a real dragon with white scales.

In just a moment, the summer rain became so heavy that the sky and the earth were covered with a hazy mist. In the vast expanse of water and sky, the only sounds were the sound of waves crashing against the shore and the wild dancing of grass and trees.

The ceremonial guard of the immortals at Mount Sanqing is naturally not afraid of wind and rain. The entire ceremonial guard is a magic circle, emitting colorful magic light at this moment, keeping the wind and rain out.

“Pause!”

Cheng Xinzhan suddenly shouted.

When Master Wanfa spoke, the team naturally responded and stopped on the dragon-shaped sandbar in the center of the Wuli Ganjiang River.

“What’s wrong Xinzhan?”

Huo Jingyan asked.

Cheng Xinzhan counted with his fingers in his sleeves and replied,

“Master Dong, Dean, I see that the amount of rain this summer is very heavy, and it is very likely to cause a flood. The rain came suddenly, and there are still many people taking shelter under the bridge. I am worried that the river water will surge and the river water may sweep people away or even flood both banks, causing disasters in Nanchang. How about we stop for a while, in case there is a flood, so that we can take action in time.”

Huo Jingyan frowned when he heard this, he knew Xinzhan’s thunder magic. The magic he used to pray for rain and clear weather at the Dragon and Tiger Ceremony astonished everyone. He said a few drops of rain would fall, and now he said there might be a flood disaster, then it might really happen.

Since he knew it might be harmful, and there were many mortals around, and there was a huge city nearby, he couldn’t just ignore it. But obtaining the scriptures was a big deal, and if he missed the time, it would be extremely rude. Unfortunately, the Jingming Sect was the most polite, so this was not going to be easy.

“Just follow your heart and wait here.”

At this time, Dong Shouren spoke up and said, “This happened for a reason. I don’t think Wanshou Palace will blame you.”

Therefore, the pilgrimage procession was set to take place over the Gan River.

The people who were taking shelter under Shouchang Bridge were panicking as they watched the river gradually flood and the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping. But then someone saw the gods in the sky suddenly stop in the middle of the river and look under the bridge. They guessed that the gods were waiting for them intentionally, so they felt relieved and their worries disappeared.

The people who were following the procession to watch the excitement naturally stopped as well. They were a little confused at first, but when they flew closer and saw people taking shelter under the bridge, they naturally understood Sanqing Mountain’s intention and praised it one after another.

Thus, the story of “Stop to Watch the Water” was formed through word of mouth.

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Just as the sutra-seeking ceremony at Mount Sanqing was suspended over the Gan River, on the west side of the river, the Jingming Ancestral Temple was also shrouded in summer rain.

Xishan, also known as Sanyuan Mountain, is the Taoist temple of Xu Tianshi. Needless to say, its scenery is beautiful.

Sanyuan Mountain runs from north to south, stretching for hundreds of miles, with charming peaks and ridges, winding streams and deep valleys. At this moment, there is a heavy rain pouring from the sky, but when it falls on Sanyuan Mountain, it only turns into a light drizzle, wrapping the peaks with mist.

It is said that: green, secluded, beautiful and unique are all gathered together to form Sanyuan Mountain.

At this moment, outside Sanyuan Mountain, the Wanshou Palace also set up a ceremonial guard of immortals to welcome the guests. Nine colorful phoenixes with a wingspan of more than ten feet each were seen soaring and dancing in the sky. Their tail feathers, which were forty to fifty feet long, looked like nine rainbows floating in the sky.

The golden lotus paved Dharma path stretched from inside Sanyuan Mountain to the outside, like a golden bridge hanging in the air, and there were also phantoms of fish and dragons leaping on both sides of the golden bridge. The nine phoenixes welcoming guests and the golden dragons leaping through the air also showed how much the Jingming Sect valued the sutra-seeking at Sanqing Mountain.

At this moment, on the Golden Lotus Bridge, the people from the Jingming Sect, as the main family, were already waiting.

In the crowd, Shen Zhaoming had already seen the holy statues of the Three Pure Ones in the sutra-seeking ceremony from afar. Heavenly music was also coming from the east. Just as he was looking forward to it, heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky, and then the sutra-seeking ceremony stopped.

Shen Zhaoming was anxious, so he used his magic eye to look over there. Of course, it was not the vertical eye between the eyebrows, but just the pupil technique of both eyes. When he saw the river water flooding and pedestrians hiding under the bridge, he immediately guessed the reason why the Three Pure Ones’ procession stopped.

So he looked at the people around him and asked,
“Master, it’s the summer flood season and torrential rain has suddenly arrived. Should we send our disciples to investigate along the river to stop the flood and save the people? Should we go pick up our fellow Taoists from Mount Sanqing?”

Shen Zhaoming’s master was a middle-aged Taoist priest. He was handsome and well-dressed, but his expression was a little old-fashioned. The welcoming crowd stood behind him. It seemed that he had a very high status in Wanshou Palace.

This man looked at the rainstorm and said,
“Although it is the summer flood season, today was chosen by the Imperial Astronomical Bureau. I also looked at the stars and the dew last night. It shouldn’t rain today.”

Shen Zhaoming first thought of the worst, “Is it that someone has tampered with the weather, trying to cause a flood and submerge Nanchang? Or is it that someone doesn’t want my Wanshou Palace to be on good terms with Sanqing Mountain, and is deliberately delaying the time for obtaining the scriptures?”

When Taoist Liangyuan heard his disciple’s guess, he couldn’t help but smile and said,
“This is Yuzhang, not the Southern Wilderness, and it’s right under the nose of my Wanshou Palace. Who would have the guts to do this? I’ve seen it, and this rain is completely God’s will. There is no trace of human magic. It is a variable beyond the calculation of the stars.”

Shen Zhaoming nodded, “What about us?”

Taoist Liang Yuan turned around and said a few words to the person beside him, and then answered Shen Zhaoming.
“Flood prevention is definitely necessary. Master has already reminded fellow disciples in the flood control department to prepare, but we don’t need to move yet. The sudden rain from heaven must have a reason. Perhaps it is a test for the journey to the West. We will wait and see.”

Although Shen Zhaoming was worried about his friend, he felt that what his master said made sense, so he had no choice but to wait.

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The wind was howling and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, with no sign of stopping.

Cheng Xinzhan’s face was heavy. The river water was rising, forcing the people who were hiding from the rain under the bridge to move to the higher part of the bridge.

“Boom——”

There was another loud noise, but this time, the sound did not come from the sky, but from the ground. Cheng Xinzhan’s face changed drastically, and he looked towards the upper reaches of the Ganjiang River. Even in the heavy rain, large clouds of smoke and dust could still be seen rising there.

There is a landslide on both sides of the river upstream!
Soon after, we saw the flood like a dragon and huge waves like mountains, rushing towards the downstream in a mighty force.

Cheng Xinzhan left the ceremonial procession like an arrow shot from a bow and headed straight upstream.

“Rescue.”

Dong Shouren’s words are concise and to the point.

Then all the disciples in the ceremonial procession, including Huo Jingyan, moved, leaving the banners, musical instruments, sutra sedan chairs and other ceremonial objects hanging in place, and flew to both sides of the river, grabbing the panicked people away from the river, and using magic power to send them to the top of Nanchang city.

Dong Shouren sat in the ceremonial guard, guarding the statue of the Three Pure Ones without moving, and at the same time his attention was on Cheng Xinzhan, ready to take action at any time. At this time, his thoughts coincided with those of Taoist Liangyuan.

Perhaps, this unexpected rain is a test for those who seek the scriptures, or maybe it is the will of Master Xu, and Xinzhan should bear it.

However, Cheng Xinzhan didn’t think too much at this moment. He saw that the rain caused landslides and flash floods, so he rushed over immediately. It was that simple.

After he rushed out, he remembered that although he had traveled to Xiangxi at night with his soul some time ago and retrieved the Lotus Dharma Body, the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill and all kinds of treasures, today he went out to welcome the sutra in his physical body out of respect.

However, the lightning in his body had not yet been completely refined and eliminated, and his magic power was not flowing smoothly. It was already difficult for him to fly in the air, and he was really unable to use his magic power to take on the mountain torrent. Including the magic weapons on his body, they were still undergoing the tempering of the lightning, and it was also difficult to use them.

At this moment, he looked down at the Ruyi in his hand.

This seems to be the only one that can be used.

Green and yellow in color, a combination of water and fire, and the shape of a dragon and a tiger, one can tell at a glance that this is the magic weapon the headmaster picked especially for him.

It is better to do it today than to wait for a day. Let you control the flood today!

Cheng Xinzhan thought so in his heart, and then he activated the golden elixir, and drew the rain and earth evil spirits from the golden elixir to attach them to the dragon and tiger jade ruyi. At the same time, he pinched the five mountains seal and pointed it at the ruyi. With a telepathic connection, he recited a spell.
“Earthly evil spirits transform into dragons, Kun Yuan takes shape;

Xuanshui gives birth to tigers, and Kanqi communicates with spirits;

The dragon guards the Nine Abysses, the tiger controls the vast sea;
When the dark and yellow intersect, the mountains and the seas can be leveled;
Command to suppress the flood peak, — hurry up and command as fast as the five mountains and four rivers!”

As the spell was cast, the Dragon-Tiger Jade Ruyi disintegrated into two balls of spiritual light, and transformed into the shapes of a dragon and a tiger to face the mountain torrent. The dragon and the tiger changed their shapes while flying. The yellow dragon transformed into the shape of a mountain to suppress the peak of the flood, and the green tiger transformed into a ball of water and went upstream.

However, when the dragon and tiger collided with the flood crest, it did not happen that the dragon and tiger smashed the huge waves or the huge waves smashed the dragon and tiger as many onlookers had expected. Instead, the dragon and tiger simply melted into the flood crest like swimming fish, and turned into yin and yang energies, slowly rotating and dissolving the force of the flood crest that had cut through mountains and rivers.

At the same time, the Yellow Dragon caused the rocks and gravel to settle rapidly, and the Green Tiger guided the clear river water to flow slowly downstream.

He is strong by him, and the breeze is blowing on the hills; he is strong by him, and the moon is shining on the river.

Yin and Yang complement each other, differentiation and attraction, Cheng Xinzhan is using the principles of Zhenwu Tai Chi.

As the Yellow Dragon and the Green Tiger continued to retreat, the flood peak was gradually resolved into nothingness. By the time it reached Shouchang Bridge, the water level had stopped rising.

In order to prevent too much rocks and gravel from piling up at the bottom of the river and causing an overhanging river, Cheng Xinzhan used the Yellow Dragon to pull these snow-white rocks and gravel to pile up on the Longxing Sandbar in the middle of the river, and compacted it with the Earth Lung Xuanhuang Qi, turning the sandbar into a snow-capped mountain in the middle of the river.

In this way, even if the Ganjiang River is hit by flash floods again, when it reaches the vicinity of Nanchang City, the flood peak will be blocked by this mountain, and the flash flood will be divided into two. The water flow will then slow down, giving people downstream a chance to escape.

At this time, a yellow dragon was coiled on the snow-capped mountain in the middle of the river, and the top of the mountain was higher than the top of Nanchang City on the riverside.

Cheng Xinzhan breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, outside Sanyuan Mountain, Taoist Liangyuan, who witnessed all this, could not stop shaking, and kept repeating the same sentence:

“That’s it, that’s it, that’s it!”

Shen Zhaoming was puzzled. His brothers’ methods were indeed clever, but they shouldn’t have caused his master to lose his composure like this?

At this moment, a voice resounded throughout Sanyuan Mountain and also shook away the dark clouds in the sky. This voice was extremely majestic. Shen Zhaoming recognized it as the voice of the headmaster, Master Baoyuan. However, this time was different from the past. This majestic voice was filled with joy that was difficult to conceal.
“Open the mountain gate! All disciples above the third level, follow me out of the mountain to welcome the guests!”

(End of this chapter)