"Alright, let's take over Flood Dragon Palace first." Fu Yue said helplessly.
Fang Yun strolled forward and went around the Ten Thousand Flood Dragon Painting to reach the main hall.
There were ripples in the main hall.
The main hall looked small from the outside, but after entering, it was as big as a city.
The main hall was filled with the style of Dragons. It was magnificent and shimmering with light. Divine items that had never been seen before could only be used to pave the ground.
The main hall had twelve dragon pillars standing tall. Each pillar was in the image of the ancient Fey Half-saint. It was as though the real Half-saint had been poured into it.
Each pillar seemed to be able to support the water of a world.
On the two sides of the pillars were two pictures of surging oceans.
In front of the ocean pictures, there were groups of puppets in the image of the water race that were sealed by a powerful force. Between the puppets, there were rows of weapon racks. There were pincers that were thirty feet long, anchors that were a hundred feet long, strange chains, and so on.
The top of the main hall was surrounded by beautiful flower patterns. Above it was a transparent roof that looked like a crystal. It was a pity that the water above had been sucked dry, so the beautiful scene in the water could not be seen.
In the deepest part of the main hall, there was a golden woolen blanket that was more than a mile long. Behind the blanket was an ordinary wall that was decorated with decorations.
Flood Dragon Sage did not sit on the dragon throne, but on the golden woolen blanket.
Fang Yun scanned the place. Be it the ancient Fey pillars, the two sea border maps, the roof crystal, or the golden woolen blanket, they were all treasures of the sage position!
The ancient Fey pillars could summon twelve ancient Fey. The two sea border maps sealed two seas. The roof crystal could continuously absorb the starlight from the myriad worlds. The golden woolen blanket had a powerful defensive power.
However, these treasures were one with Sea Patrol Palace. Unless Flood Dragon Sage came personally, there was no way to activate the powers of these treasures.
Fang Yun's Water Throne accelerated and quickly reached the center of the golden woolen blanket. The rest stopped at the edge of the blanket.
The golden woolen blanket was more than a mile long and wide. It was equivalent to Flood Dragon Sage's dragon throne. Fang Yun stood in the center alone, which was somewhat incongruous.
With a thought, Fang Yun's Water Throne froze and expanded, forming a screen made of ice behind him. He sat on the throne, making the golden woolen carpet no longer empty.
Fang Yun closed his eyes and breathed slowly. Then, he uttered a word in Dragon Language.
The entire Ocean Patrol Palace trembled slightly, and everyone swayed slightly.
The force that originally separated the Yangtze River from the East Sea disappeared. The water on both sides of the Flood Dragon Divine Palace poured down, filling up the area that was separated.
The rumbling continued and in a few breaths, the entire Jiao Dragon Palace was once again submerged by the river.
The estuary of the Yangtze River regained its calm.
Inside the grand hall, Fang Yun had closed his eyes, but his body exuded an unprecedented aura. It was as vast as the Yangtze River, endless and filled with an eternal spirit. It was also as vast and boundless as the ocean, the master of all rivers, the ruler of this world.
All the aquatic creatures were kneeling on the ground, shivering in fear.
Ao Huang and Fu Yue also lowered their heads.
Fang Yun let out a long breath. Suddenly, countless images appeared in front of his eyes.
On a wooden boat in the river of Huzhou, the boat suddenly shook. A woman's hand loosened, and the child in her arms fell onto the side of the boat and rolled into the water.
The woman was stunned and didn't know how to save her daughter.
After a breath, she shouted.
"Save me! My daughter has fallen into the water … "
Only then did the boatman and the others on the boat realize that they were looking for the baby.
Suddenly, the river water rose beside the boat. A current carried the child up and slowly brought her onto the boat.
The child opened her big bright eyes and even had a curious smile on her face. She wasn't frightened at all.
The woman hugged her child and cried non-stop.
The old boatman hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the East Sea.
"Lord Yangtze River has appeared. Quickly kneel and kowtow to Lord Yangtze River!"
The woman hurriedly carried her daughter and kowtowed in the direction of the estuary of the Yangtze River. The others on the boat also immediately knelt on the ground.
After a few breaths, everyone on the boat revealed a confused expression, but they were still chanting.
"Many thanks to His Majesty Wen Xing Long Jue …"
On a fishing boat outside Baling City, a dark-skinned middle-aged fisherman knelt at the bow of the boat. He faced the direction of Flood Dragon Saint Palace and prayed softly.
"I can't practice martial arts and can only rely on fishing for a living. I originally had some savings, but my mother is seriously ill and can't make ends meet. I still owe a debt of more than ten taels. I beg His Majesty Flood Dragon Saint to have mercy and let me catch a few big fish. The money won't be spent recklessly and will be used to treat my mother. I beg Grandpa Flood Dragon Saint to have mercy! I beg Grandpa Flood Dragon Saint to have mercy … "
The middle-aged fisherman kowtowed with all his might, causing the boat to creak and his forehead to bleed. However, he gritted his teeth and didn't cry out in pain.
Suddenly, the river water around the boat boiled. The middle-aged fisherman was shocked and raised his head to look. He saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
He saw big fish of different colors jumping out of the water and onto the boat. They opened their mouths and didn't struggle to escape.
In just a few breaths, the entire boat sank by a foot. The boat was filled with live fish, half of which were rare species in the river. Each fish was worth more than one tael of silver.
The strong middle-aged fisherman cried like a baby. After crying for a while, he once again prayed in the direction of the East Sea.
"Thank you, Grandpa Flood Dragon Saint! Thank you … Thank you, Lord Wen Xing Long Jue! Thank you, Lord Wen Xing Long Jue … "The middle-aged fisherman was confused for a moment before he naturally called out the title of the true Master of the Yangtze River.
It was July and many places in Jiang Province were dry.
In Bai Xi County, the county magistrate, deputy, and registrar sat together, frowning.
"It's almost August. If it doesn't rain, the rice harvest in our county will be less than 70% of last year's."
"I think it'll be difficult to even get 50%. Ever since Fang Xusheng angered Flood Dragon Saint last year, the Yangtze River Water Demons had spread rumors that they were going to cause trouble in Jiang Province and Xiang Province. At the beginning of spring this year, Fang Xusheng went to the Ten Cold Ancient Land. Since then, Flood Dragon Saint Palace has been secretly interfering, causing the rainfall to be uneven. Xiang Province has the help of Dongting Flood Dragon King, so Dongting Flood Dragon King can't help us. "
"Yes, even if we pray for rain several times, it's only a slight relief. It's useless for the overall situation. This time, Fang Xusheng has been back for a few days and has been busy with work. He can't care about the drought in our counties. After all, Fang Xusheng is only the governor of the two provinces in name. He usually only cares about Xiang Province and can't interfere in Jiang Province's politics. "
"Let's wait for three more days. If it still doesn't work, please ask Fang Xusheng for help. By the way, what's the progress of Fang Xusheng and Flood Dragon Saint Palace? "
"Fang Xusheng has already fought his way into Flood Dragon Saint Palace. We don't know if he's successful or not. However, from the looks of it, it's very likely that both sides will take a step back. After all, it's Flood Dragon Saint Palace. Fang Xusheng is probably just making a feint to vent his anger and gain some benefits. "
"Sigh … Let's wait for the final result … Eh? It's raining? "County Magistrate Pan finished speaking and quickly walked out of the house.
The three of them looked at the rain falling from the sky with joy.
County Magistrate Pan was puzzled. Then, he connected to the Divine Temple with his official seal and looked around. He realized that it only rained in places that lacked water in Jiang Province. There wasn't even a drop of rain in places that didn't lack water.
"That's not right. The power of the rain obviously comes from Jiang Province, which means it comes from Flood Dragon Saint Palace. Why is Flood Dragon Saint Palace helping us to rain when the war is still going on?"
County Magistrate Zhou said, "Let's not worry about that for now. Let's go to the Flood Dragon Saint Temple to express our gratitude."
"Let's go!"
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