At this time, huge waves surged up the Yangtze River, flooding the nearby villages. It happened to be night time, and people were still asleep, so they were caught off guard.

"It's flooded, run!" Seeing this, Wu Sheng summoned his magic power and let out a loud roar, which actually drowned out the sound of wind, rain and thunder.

This loud roar scared people awake. They hurriedly ran out of their houses, saw the river water pouring into the yard, shouted, and ran to higher ground despite the heavy rain.

The big waves kept churning, and Wu Sheng came close and pushed sideways with his palms.

King Kong pushed the mountain, and the big wave was suddenly thrown back, and then came back again.

The mountain is so heavy that it can be pushed with two palms.

This palm is to surrender and remove obstacles.

Push the mountain,

The Buddha's light in his palms was strong, and he pushed his palms horizontally, as if an invisible wall was lying in front of him. The wave was more than ten feet high, but it could not be suppressed. It turned back and collided with the wave coming from behind, causing a huge impact.

Voice.

Push the mountain, subdue the demon, press the universe in the palm,

The waves keep coming,

Wu Sheng repeatedly used the "Vajra Buddha Palm" in this storm.

He alone, with a pair of palms, blocked the big waves in this place,

After a while, he turned around and looked around. The village behind him was already a vast ocean. He blocked the big waves, the flowing water, and the heavy rain falling from the sky.

"Amitabha, I hope no one gets hurt."

The waves were still churning, Wu Sheng looked around, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a person floating in the turbulent river. At first, he thought it was just a piece of wood, but after taking a closer look, he found that it was indeed a person floating on the water.

As the waves rise and fall.

Anyone?

He pushed away the waves coming from the shop with his palm, and then flew into the river. Looking from above, he saw turbid water, rolling waves, and howling wind and rain.

When he came to the man's side, he saw him lying on the water, with a faint green light shining on his body. He followed the waves and did not sink into the river.

Wu Sheng leaned down, landed on the river, and reached out to grab the man. Suddenly, there was a big wave in the nearby river, and a huge head jumped out of the river, opening its mouth and running towards Wu Sheng.

It was a big fish, blue and black, with fierce eyes and a mouth full of sharp teeth, big enough to swallow a person alive.

The figure of the big fish suddenly stopped about two feet in front of Wu Sheng, but Wu Sheng put a palm in front of him, and there was a cracking sound, and the head of the big fish suddenly collapsed in one place.

, the blood is like a spring.

With a push from Wu Sheng's palm, the big fish rolled backwards and sank into the river in a big wave, without any further movement.

He picked up the man floating on the water, left the rolling waves of the river, and arrived on the shore in a moment. Then he went to the village that had turned into a vast ocean. Seeing a few people struggling, he stopped by.

He rescued them and then left here.

The rain was still falling, the wind was still blowing, and in the midst of the wind and rain, a ray of yellow light seemed to fall on Wu Sheng's body and disappear.

Wu Sheng carried the unconscious man, found a nearby place to stop, and lit a fire. The mana flowed through his body, and his body was steaming with heat. In an instant, all the clothes were dried.

Look at the man on the ground again, his body is still shrouded in a faint green light, he is wearing a Taoist robe, he looks to be in his twenties or thirties, his face is like a crown jade, he is wearing a Taoist scarf, he is carrying a sword behind his back, and hanging on his waist.

A palm-sized bag with some spells printed on it.

"Taoist, are you not a person who believes in immortality?" Wu Sheng thought. "Rescuing people should not cause big trouble."

After waiting for about two hours, the wind and rain outside gradually subsided.

Well, the Taoist priest lying on the ground opened his eyes.

I found myself in a dilapidated house with a bonfire burning next to me. Next to me was a man wearing a bamboo hat sitting on his head. His hair was messy, his face was yellowish, and there were a few pits. He was sitting there with his eyes closed.

.

Hearing the sound, Wu Sheng opened his eyes and looked at the man.

"You're awake."

"I am a poor Taoist, thank you for saving my life." The Taoist priest stood up and said to Wu Sheng.

"Taoist, a person who believes in immortality?"

"Yes." He nodded.

"Haha, nice to meet you."

"Did I save someone I shouldn't have saved?"

The Taoist priest opened the bag on his waist and took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a few pills and put them into his mouth.

Silence returned to the broken house, the bonfire made a crackling sound, and it was still raining outside, falling on the broken roof tiles, pattering.

"In the rain, what is behind the dark clouds?"

"The dragon crossing the river."

"Crossing the river, how did you get to heaven?" Wu Sheng added a few pieces of firewood to the bonfire. "With his cultivation, he naturally went to heaven if he wanted to." Taoist Priest Shuuheng took a deep breath and looked at the burning bonfire.

, adjust your breath slightly.

"Jiaolong, human immortal?"

"Not even close."

"The storm outside is also because of him?"

"Yes, after the snake turns into a dragon, it has the ability to move clouds and spread rain."

"He spreads clouds and rain, but it brings suffering to the ordinary people below." Wu Sheng thought of the vast ocean in the villages and towns by the river just now, and he didn't know how many people would be killed or injured.

"Common people?" Na Shouheng glanced at Wu Sheng.

"In the eyes of those big monsters, we are just like ants."

As he spoke, the conservationist took out a water bag from the bag on his waist, drank some water and put it back.

Wu Sheng stared at his cloth bag, knowing that the small cloth bag was definitely not an ordinary thing.

"Since Taoist Master has nothing to do, I'll take my leave." Wu Sheng stood up and prepared to leave.

"Benefactor, wait a minute, I haven't repaid you for the great kindness of saving my life, and you still don't know the name of my benefactor?" Shou Heng stood up.

"Wang Sheng, forget about saving lives, but the dragon won't come out to make trouble again, right?"

"I broke his scales and injured his tendons. It will take some time for him to recover."

"Awesome!" Wu Sheng raised his thumbs upon hearing this.

That dragon was a half-step immortal. If he could fight with it and even hurt him, then the person in front of him would probably be a half-step immortal too.

"But, he looks so young!"

"This is Pindao's seal. If my benefactor needs me for anything, he can use this seal to find me in the Temple of Immortality." This Shou Sheng took a seal from his waist and handed it to Wu Sheng. The seal was rectangular, only half the size of a hand.

It was greenish-yellow and looked like it was made of special metal. It had longevity printed on the front and the word "Conservation" printed on the back, which was a symbol of his status at that time.

"Okay." Wu Sheng accepted the item without any hesitation. Maybe it could be put to some useful use in the future.

To be honest, he wanted to use it right now and let this conservation go to the "Dragon Binding Rope" in Peng Ze's Temple of Immortality and lend it to him.

"Farewell."

When he came outside, the rain was still falling, but it was not as heavy as before.

I returned to the place where I stayed and thought about it all night, but still couldn't think of any good solution.

"If it doesn't work, you have to force it through!"
Chapter completed!