The autumn harvest has passed, and the grain storage pots in various places are full of gold and the land is full of golden.

Although the taxes collected in various places were not rich because all walks of life had just developed, Liu Hongyi and Zhao Dongting personally issued an order to go to Jingjiang Prefecture, and he was able to get military pay from Dong Zhen, a transfer from Guangnan West Road.

Dong Zhen must have cursed a few words, saying that after giving military salaries, the government departments had to tighten their belts and live a life.

However, Liu Hongyi was happy and rushed to Gaozhou with food and weapons, and then went out from the Gaozhou Ferry to the Dongsha Islands.

Chongqing Prefecture.

The flood eventually spread outside the city.

Looking at the fierce flood, the city was panicked.

This is as terrifying as the end of the world.

Under the leadership of the generals, the Xixia soldiers knew that it was unlikely to go out of the city to climb the mountain, so they could only hurried towards the inner city.

The White Horse Army in the inner city did not care about the inner city, and left the city from the west gate of Chongqing Prefecture and left in panic.

The flood is much more terrifying than the Western Xia army.

Li Wangyuan, Zhongsun Qifu and others were able to climb the hot air balloon and fly to the sky. But looking at the surging flood, their faces were full of despair.

After the flood passed, more than 50,000 elite soldiers were still alive, but I don’t know how many more people could stay.

All their plans were disrupted by this flood disaster.

Losing these more than 50,000 elite soldiers, Xixia had no more energy to guard Kuizhou. The domestic turmoil alone would be enough to make them anxious.

Zhongsun Qifu was old and weak, fainted, woke up, fainted again, and repeated this several times, but he almost died of torment.

"What is that!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed on the hot air balloon and pointed his fingers into the surging flood.

It was like an old turtle, carrying two old and one young people slowly walking in the flood.

This moment of scene was like a heavenly being born in the world.

After Li Wangyuan looked over, he was shocked, "It is the Buddha without gains in the world."

This old turtle can be said to be a manifestation of the identity of the monk Wude.

Heliancheng had also heard of the name of the living Buddha, and he wondered, "What did Master Wude come to Chongqing to do at this time?"

Even if it was him, his tone was also a little humble and respectful.

In this world, the powers of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism are almost no longer with clear national symbols. They will be respected by anyone who goes to any country.

Li Wangyuan sighed: "It should be coming to save people!"

No one is not shocked.

It takes a lot of courage to approach the city and save all living beings through floods.

Monk Wude can be respected by the world as a living Buddha. This kind of compassionate heart is really not hypocritical.

People on hot air balloons can't help but ask themselves, if they encounter this situation, they probably won't avoid it and will only think about taking care of their own lives.

What was even more shocking next was that the old turtle actually stopped in front of the city gate.

The turtle's back is rising and falling on the water.

The Buddha Wude and the woman behind him were clasped with his hands together and his face was peaceful.

The old turtle slowly turned around and faced the vast river surging from behind.

Someone exclaimed: "Master is going to block the torrent alone?"

Everyone's face showed disbelief.

Even if the Buddha's cultivation level is definitely not low in life, there is no reason to be able to block such a surging flood, right?

But judging from the actions of Wude Buddha, he undoubtedly planned to do this.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the old turtle, the old monk and the little girl.

On the water surface, the old turtle rose and fell, but was extremely stable.

Monk Wude suddenly turned around and said to Le Wu softly: "Disciple, are you afraid?"

Le Wu laughed, "With you master, you are in front of me, I'm not afraid of the wonderful method."

"good."

Monk Wude said, "Then chant the scriptures!"

Both of them closed their eyes again, ignored the flood that was surging, and began to recite scriptures.

The sound is not loud and cannot be transmitted far. But even those on the hot air balloon seem to feel some kind of power, or atmosphere.

The old turtle raised his head, as if he was roaring.

The water surface ripples around it as the center.

This is probably an ancient beast.

If Zhao Dongting could see this scene, he might not still not believe the rumored Buddhas who could make trouble.

The old turtle may really have such ability.

The flood, which had been surging with the turbulent momentum that destroyed the city, seemed to be subjected to some resistance, suddenly stopped a few meters in front of the old turtle.

There is an invisible wall that blocks the surging floods.

Apart from the river water flowing slowly across the ground, hundreds of meters wide were blocked by the air wall in front of the monk Wude.

This is really a magical method.

The soldiers of the Xixia Qitian Army on the hot air balloon couldn't help but kneel down slowly.

The flood is getting higher and higher, but the old turtle, the living Buddha, and the little girls are still motionless.

No one knows how long the invisible air wall can last, but hope appears in everyone's heart.

The surging flood flows south along the air wall.

As long as the flood is blocked, Chongqing Prefecture can survive.

However, it was only less than two minutes before. As the hope in everyone's hearts became stronger and stronger, the air wall seemed to collapse.

There is a flood like a waterfall, squeezing through the air wall and rushing down.

Both the Buddha and the little girl were penetrated.

"master!"

"The Buddha in the world!"

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone can see that the Buddhas in the world are already unable to match their strength.

If this continues, even if the Buddha who is in the world is astonishing as a god, he will probably be submerged in the torrent.

The power of heaven is unstoppable.

This flood is really not as if it is human.

Wow.

After the cracks appeared in the air wall, it was like a broken mirror and could no longer support it. It quickly became fragmented.

The old turtle, the living Buddha, and the little girls were swallowed by the flood.

Someone was crying.

The flood roared towards the city wall.

This flood peak, which gathered huge power, slammed the city walls in waves, and then rushed out of the weather-beaten walls of Chongqing Prefecture without any accident.

The city walls collapse step by step.

The flood was even more unscrupulous and rushed into the city.

The house collapsed.

In an instant, it was full of chaos.

Everyone on the hot air balloon was still staring at the water, hoping that the old turtle would break out of the water with the living Buddha and the little girl.

However, after a few minutes, there was no movement under the water.

The southeast corner of the city has become a vast ocean in this short period of time.

"well……"

Zhongsun Qifu, who had woken up for a long time, sighed.

In the face of such a flood, even the Buddhas in the world cannot save themselves. How can they save all sentient beings?

Despair appeared on everyone's faces again, and Li Wangyuan ordered the hot air balloon to go to the north mountain.

In such heavy rain, the hot air balloon cannot last long. Although the canvas is coated with grease, the hot air balloon still sways in the wind and rain.
To be continued...