Chapter 941: A Vain Dream

Chapter 941: A Vain Dream

Chapter 941: A Vain Dream (5 in K)

During the time of Emperor Yao, the water was vast and vast, and it flooded the mountains and hills, causing great concern among the people.

The emperor asked: "Alas, the four mountains, the flood is overwhelming, the mountains are flooded, the people are worried, is there anyone who can bring order?"

Everyone said, "Gun is good."

So Yao listened to the four mountains and used Gun to control the flood. After nine years, the flood did not stop and the work was not completed. When Shun came to power, he took over the government of the emperor and went on a tour. He saw that Gun's flood control was ineffective, so he killed Gun at Yu Mountain.

Holding the hoe tightly in his hand, Liang Qu stopped his chaotic thoughts and looked at the young man who was panicked by the flood: "Why did you call me?"

"Huha." The young man gasped and swallowed his saliva, "Gun!"

"How many years have I been managing floods?"

"It has been eight years since we started to control the flood."

“Have there been any results in eight years?”

The young man looked embarrassed: "Very few..."

Liang Qu looked at the rolling flood and thunder below the cliff. He had a strong ability to digest and accept information, and he understood his situation in an instant.

He only has one year left to live!

If you fail to succeed again, the fake Emperor Shun will be killed at Yushan!
Is this the Trial of the Six Demons?

Liang Qu came with his memories, knowing clearly in his heart that he was "breaking the barrier" and holding on to his natal Buddha. Everything he saw was the demon in his heart. It was difficult for him to regard everything in front of him as real. Even though he screamed loudly just now, it was only a surge of emotion.

Although there are some confusions, I will just accept it as it is.

The key to breaking through is to break through the top. Doing nothing will only lead you into being trapped in the devil and you won’t be able to grasp any natal Buddha. Even if you forcefully awaken him, falling in realm will be the least of your worries!

Transformed into Gun, at present, the direction to be taken is very clear.

a year.

Water control!

Gun built a dam to block the water, but failed and was killed. Yu dug a river to drain the water and succeeded to the throne...

"what's your name?"

"I'm Hou Xuan!"

"go!"

"Where are we going?" Hou Xuan followed quickly.

"Survey the terrain!"

Five days passed in a flash.

The dark wind howls and the turbid waves empty.

There are Chong tribes.

According to the carvings on the stone slabs, women built earthen furnaces with clay, sealed the joints, and smelt out high-quality charcoal that made a metallic sound when struck. Strong laborers polished stone tools and struck red iron ingots.

"The earthen furnace must be built high enough! The higher it is, the stronger the fire will be, hence the name blast furnace for iron smelting!"

"it is good!"

The crowd responded loudly.

If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools!
The digging tools in his hands were all made of bones, and they would break and create a small gap when they hit the rocks. It took Dayu thirteen years to control the flood, but he only had one year and he had only a bone shovel. How could he control the flood?
Develop productivity first!

Liang Qu, the Earl of Dashunxingyi, the General of Huaishui in Pingyang, the chief contributor to the defense of Fengbu dike breach, an outstanding young man under the Zhenghong flag, makes a grand appearance with the accumulation of two worlds!
"When the emperor asked about the wise, everyone said Gun was the best."

As for prestige, there is nothing to worry about.

Eight years of flood control efforts saw no results, causing many people to lose confidence in him, but he still had many die-hard fans who could simply give him orders. When a natural disaster struck, no one dared to fool around, and when the first lump of iron was produced, his worship reached its peak.

Only one thing.

So fucking tiring.

Liang Qu fell on the rock and gasped violently, his lips were cracked and white skin appeared, and his saliva was sticky like glue.

I became completely like an ordinary person. After walking half a mile on the mountain road, fatigue surged up my muscles. After a day of running and exploring in straw sandals, my feet were sore and the rocks scratched my sides with bleeding marks. I had to sleep for four full hours to barely feel the relief.

The food was even less than impressive.

The brown rice was not husked and was so hard that it scraped my throat. There was meat in it, but it had a very strong smell. Even with just a little bitter salt, it was hard to swallow unless you had consumed a lot.

In just five days, Liang Qu felt the torment of his will from the feedback of his body. Once the torment came, the gap between "breaking through" and reality receded like the tide.

One bitterness.

A tired.

The world comes alive.

It was truly an illusion, and the torture was no less intense.

Reach out and grab a handful of gravel, then drop it slowly from your palm onto the sand table.

Liang Qu wiped the sweat off his face, pulled himself together, and studied seriously.

There was really no good way to control floods under the Zhenghong Banner, and he had no idea about it at all. But he had been a river official for six years, and there were a lot of related books in his study, which he occasionally read. He also had a lot of ready-made cases and guiding methods in his mind.

The sweet smell of rice wafted over, and a pair of slender wheat-colored hands gently placed the food plate.

"We've been tired all day, let's eat first."

Liang Qu, who was wrapped in hemp, looked at his wife Nuxi, who was as tall and beautiful as Long Eying in every way, except that her skin was much rougher. He silently picked up the wooden bowl and ate rice in big mouthfuls.

Before today, he had already accepted the fact that there was not enough "material" in the world and that many people looked exactly like his relatives and friends.

Finished eating.

"Nüxi, is my father still alive?"

According to Sima Qian, Yu's father was Gun, Gun's father was Zhuanxu, Zhuanxu's father was Changyi, and Changyi's father was Huangdi.

Liang Qu didn’t care where Huangdi was. He cared about his own father, the Black Emperor Zhuanxu!
Nvxi looked hesitant.

Half an hour later.

A small mound of earth with a wooden sign appeared in front of him. A few weeds poked out from the mound, standing proudly in the wind.

"Hey……"

Pull out weeds at will.

An illusion is just an illusion after all. You can't find its source by just conducting a trial.

Helplessly, a soft feeling surrounded Liang Qu's head.

Nvxi held Liang Qu in her arms, gently stroked his greasy, matted hair, and separated the tangled black hair: "Don't be sad, don't be sad, it will be fine, it will be fine."

His heart was beating lightly, and Liang Qu forgot about his physical and mental fatigue for a moment, and only felt an itch on his neck.

Snapped!
Reach out and clap, pinch with fingernails.

A louse full of blood exploded with a crisp sound.

not bad.

March flies by.

"One two one, one two one!"

The weather is sweltering.

Young men carried bamboo baskets on their shoulders and moved soil.
There were more and more disaster victims, and the stored food was not enough to distribute. Fortunately, the composted land had its first harvest, growing cabbage and rapeseed, giving the Youchong tribe new hope.

It’s puzzling that boiling water for bathing seems to be able to prevent the plague?
In just one late spring and early summer, Gun, the patriarch of the Youchong tribe, seemed to have received a revelation from the gods. He had endless ideas, and more and more people who were disappointed in Gun regained their confidence.

Liang Qu was busy with command and dispatch every day, his feet were bleeding from walking. He asked Hou Xuan to distribute rice seeds to be planted in low-lying and wet places, and asked Bo Fu to distribute food so that the harvests in the territories of all princes would be even. He also took out various farm tools, and his physical and mental strength were always tense.

Everyone was moved by Gun's perseverance and felt that if they were to take his place, they would never be so persistent.

Only Liang Qu himself did not feel that he was struggling to pull the millstone. He knew that he was breaking through the barrier and saw the carrot dangling before his eyes.

The direction is set, just follow it.

Another March.

The two rivers connected, the flood took a detour, and a tribe was successfully saved.

People cried with joy, ran around to tell others, and sang and danced.

The sun was scorching above Liang Qu's head, and sweat dried on his body, leaving salt grains. He grinned, and blood flowed from his lips. He looked at the sun, dazed, and a little worried.

It's getting cold.

The third March.

The whole month of September.

When the severe winter came, the heavy rain turned into heavy snow. The cold caused large numbers of strong men in the tribe to fall down. Houxuan's little toe was frozen off. He could not feel it when he was walking, and when he turned back to pick it up, it was frozen like a hard black stone.

Liang Qu had a high fever, and Nuxi prayed to God. He was in a daze and forgot many things due to the fever.

Cook well.

He is lazy.

The cold wind was as sharp as a knife, and it was not as comfortable as the quilt. He was too lazy to get up, and did not want his toes to be frozen off, so he wrapped himself in animal skins and curled up in a corner. Only at noon did he get up, show his face, and say a few words of encouragement.

The woman shook her shoulders and called him softly, but it was of no use. She gave up trying to persuade him. She added two pieces of charcoal, quietly lifted the man's feet, and placed them in her arms to warm them.

The morale of the Youchong tribe began to collapse, and the shovels' blades bent as they hit the frozen soil, greatly reducing their efficiency.

Hou Xuan was anxious but helpless when someone asked him about it, so he had to make an excuse that he was not well yet.

"What? Shun is coming?" Liang Quchui sat up in shock from his laziness.

Hou Xuan nodded: "Shun will take over the emperor's duties and tour the four directions. He will arrive in three months."

Seeing that Gun's flood control was ineffective, he killed Gun at Yu Mountain...

Lightning flashed across the sky.

"Hurry, help me up! I can still do it!"

Come March.

One whole year.

Nüxi combed Liangqu's hair and went to meet Emperor Shun.

Liang Qu was stunned.

In front of the carriage frame, "Xu Zishuai" stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering, and in front of the rushing river. His frowning brows relaxed slightly after he arrived near Hukou. Seeing Gun in a daze, he seemed displeased.

Liang Qu quickly suppressed his smile and began to reflect on himself.

If Shun were dragged to Yushan to be killed, this trial of the six demons would most likely be ruined!
"Eight years of ineffectiveness are my fault. Gun feels ashamed of the people of the world. Fortunately, a year ago, I changed from blocking to dredging, dredged two rivers, successfully cured Hukou, and was about to go to Liangshan and Qishan.

However, my merits and demerits cannot be offset. Thousands of people died because of my inability to control the floods. My sins are grave. I have written down all the methods of controlling the floods on stone tablets and have drawn up three plans. I will hand them over to Hou Xuan. Please punish me, Emperor!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Outside the crowd, the woman raised her sleeves and sobbed, her clothes soaked with tears.

The crying was contagious, and more and more people sobbed. The two women who looked like Long Yao and Long Li cried the loudest.

Shun was silent.

"It is better to use the wrong method than to use the wrong one."

Rumble.

The frame left.

The crowd cheered loudly.

The girl burst into laughter and rushed forward to hug him.

"Damn it, my brain is burnt out."

Liang Qu clapped his palms on his forehead, looked straight at the sun in the sky, and regained his spirit.

All beginnings are hard.

With the experience gained from the first year of management, Liangqu gradually deployed experienced people and started construction on multiple lines. Within half a year, the floods of Hengshui and Weishui in Jizhou were alleviated, and the floods were transferred to Jishui and the Yellow River.

More people are trained, more projects are started, and more tools are invented.

Young men from the Chong tribe were pushing wheelbarrows along the ridges of the fields.

Liangqu even discovered an open-pit coal mine, and the fuel was changed from charcoal to coke, which greatly increased the efficiency.

The heavy rain in the sky seemed to never stop.

"Carnian flood deposits."

Liang Qu walked out of the muddy field carrying a hoe and looked up at the gray sun. After the high fever, whenever he couldn't hold on, he would think of Emperor Shun's face, as if he smelled a fresh carrot, and he became energetic again.

"I went home to eat and brewed a jar of soy sauce. I don't know if it will work..."

Three years passed in a flash.

The nine rivers in the lower reaches of Shahe River are unobstructed, and the Leixiawa converges into a lake. The Yongshui and Jushui rivers also flow into the Leixiaze, and silkworms are raised on the mulberry land.

Later, the Wei River, Zibo River, Huai River and Yi River, as far as the Pengli area, gathered together to form a lake, which became the place where the geese flew south to rest during the winter every year.

People looked at Gun with shining eyes.

Another three years.

After Yunze and Mengze were pacified, green grass was available for filtering wine during sacrifices.

The Tuoshui River and the Censhui River were dredged, and hard iron for carving was produced, as well as stone for making arrows and stone for making stone chimes.

Yishui, Luoshui, Chanshui, Jianshui, Qishui, Jushui, Fengshui, Jingshui, Weishui...

All rivers flow into the sea!

The flood no longer roars, and wherever it goes, it nourishes the vast land.

People all over the world spread his good name.

Liang Qu felt less and less tired. He felt that he was a great river tamer, and every river was turned from violent to docile. Whenever he couldn't hold on, he would go to the official successor Emperor Shun to talk.

As soon as I saw his face, I seemed to recall my original intention.

He opened up nine mountain ranges and dredged nine rivers.

The Nine Provinces are unified, the four borders are habitable, and the princes within the five lakes can all come to the capital for alliances and pilgrimages.

Emperor Shun gave Gun a piece of black jade.

When traveling on dry roads, people take a car; when traveling on water, people take a boat; when walking on muddy roads, people take a sled; when walking on mountain roads, people use a clog with teeth on the bottom.

There are worshippers who return to the small tribe where everything began.

Foxtail grass grew in the cracks, and broken shovels piled up like a mountain.

"Let's use a shovel to cast something to commemorate the end of the flood!" suggested Houxuan, who had quickly become a middle-aged man.

"What kind of a model should I make?"

"Bowl! Everyone needs to eat, eating is the most important thing, and casting a bowl is the best!"

"A bowl cannot reflect the emperor's majesty. Let's use a cooking tripod. It's big and heavy!"

"Yes, make a tripod!"

"If we were to cast a tripod, what would we carve on it?"

Everyone said a few words, and finally looked at the emperor who was raising his hands.

Liang Qu's thoughts drifted away. He thought of that small mound of earth and that slightly hot afternoon.

……

Datong Mansion.

The vortex flashed with light.

Sword Master Fengying entered from the golden wheel in the lower abdomen and walked out from the palm on the upper right side of the golden Buddha.

"It's out, it's out! It's Jian Zi from Dong Tian Ting! Brother Li, what Buddha is he holding?"

Li Ge remembered the direction and kept flipping through the pages to find the corresponding position.

"Found it. One of the Eight Great Bodhisattvas, Akasagarbha Bodhisattva! In the realm of the Void Infinite, Qi and Blessings can be infinitely produced and distributed!"

"Hmm, what do you mean..."

"The invisible sword energy has increased several times! Your luck will improve!"

Wow!
"It's coming out again! It's coming out again!"

"It's from Tiandaozhong!"

"Wait, up there, the Buddhist disciples from the Hanging Temple have also come out!"

"Eight hands up, Buddha! It's Buddha!"

"What Buddha?"

“Medicine Buddha! The Medicine Buddha who can heal all diseases in the world!”

One resounding name after another popped up, and a crowd of people like a tide followed Huaikong out. Green light spread across the world, and everyone's body seemed to be healed.

The people were all caught up in endless frenzy.

If this isn’t a miracle, then what is a miracle?

However, before the sword energy and green light appeared for long, a round of golden light suddenly burst out from the top of the golden Buddha's head, like a rising sun, illuminating the world!

Compared to the sun, all light is just a tiny candle flame.

Everyone narrowed their eyes, and all the miracles melted away like snow in spring.

Huaikong silently played with the beads.

The sword energy of dozens of feet in Feng Ying's palm dissipated and shrank back to more than ten feet, and he felt lost.

"The Great Sun Tathagata!"

Li Ge, who was standing at the gate of Fulong Temple, swallowed his saliva and tried to keep his eyes open despite the soreness and tears in his eyes.

A figure slowly emerged from the light.

The silver fish on the clothes jumped from the shoulders to the chest, splashing water.

Earl of Xingyi!
"It's Lord Xingyi!"

"The fundamental Buddha!"

“It is the fundamental Buddha!”

The people knelt and prostrated themselves on the ground.

"Master! Master! Abbot!"

Liang Qu jumped off the Buddha's head and landed at the door, greeting everyone in turn with great joy.

Ten years of water control.

All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such.

All the fatigue was dissipated at this moment, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off my shoulders, as if a shackle had been removed!
Liang Qu felt that his spirit had undergone a thorough tempering, turning iron into steel!

The "wall" that had not been built on the second fairy island seemed to be about to be rebuilt!
"Come in quickly!"

The bonfire shot up into the sky.

The white elephant draws water and the copper bell rings.

A grand celebration.

At night, Liang Qu hugged Long Eying, and even though they hadn't seen each other for three days, he was still as passionate as ever.

"Inside the Buddhist sect...ha...isn't it bad?"

"All Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are descended from Mahavairocana Tathagata. This is... the Great Joy Zen!"

Candlelight flickers.

Twenty-sixth day.

After touching the corals and giant clams in the temple, Liang Qu, feeling refreshed, sat at the top. He no longer had any worries, as he was not the one doing all the talking. He was just a "repeater" serving as a mouthpiece.

I carefully recorded what Vajra King said for a whole month and returned with a full load.

During this period, Cha Qing and others who arrived later also knew the purpose of Daxue Mountain and were shocked.

June.

Liang Qu easily persuaded the old monk to go to Pingyang Prefecture. Apart from the obstruction of the Hanging Temple, the journey was very smooth. After all, he completed his mission successfully. Finally, he bid farewell to the Hanging Temple and headed for the Blue Lake.

But I didn't forget one important thing in the meantime.

Dream white fire!
July.

Sell ​​the last five spots.

On the big lake, treasure ships surrounded it, and people and frogs mixed in, finding their own positions in order, forming an airtight "ball".

The old toad lay on top of Big Fatty's head and yawned towards the sky.

"are you ready?"

"Ready!"

The humans and frogs answered in unison.

"it is good!"

Liang Qu let go of Meng Baihuo and flashed back to his own position.

The treasure fish panicked, swung its tail and jumped around, unexpectedly jumping out of the water. In an instant, it twisted when it came into contact with the air, and suddenly burst into strong but not dazzling white fireworks.

The purest light in the world!

The face of the person was illuminated.

My mind went blank and I started to scribble.

Quietly, everyone deduced their own future, immersed in enlightenment, and soaked up water like a sponge.

Only Liangqu.

He looked around, stretched out his hand, his fingers straight, shadows clear, opened and closed, and clenched, feeling dizzy.

Murmured and asked.

"Am I awake?"

Branch-shaped lightning flashed in the clouds, growing from the sea surface into the dark sky, with a loud bang in the ears.

The inside of my palm was filled with cold, wet and hard stuff.

Liang Qu opened his eyes and looked blankly at this strange and damp cave. The laughter and joy just now disappeared without a trace.

The cold wind blew in and he stumbled in the direction of the wind.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and sticky water vapor attached to the rock wall, gathering into small streams that dripped down.

The light came out.

But it's still dark.

With his shoulder rubbing against the stone wall, Liang Qu stood at the entrance of the cave, on a small stone platform. Lead-gray clouds covered the sky, and the black tide crashed against the cliff, breaking into white splashes of water.

black sea.

Boundless.

The cave was built on a reef in the Black Sea, and the strong winds made it so that he could not stand steadily.

Sudden.

The roar shook the sky, as if it came from an ancient ferocious beast.

puff!
It was like a bamboo tube was blown open and the eardrums of Liang Qu's ears burst instantly, blood and water flowed out, and all sounds blurred into sobs.

The water bag swells up.

A white ape with golden-red eyes jumped out of the Black Sea and roared toward the sky.

boom!
The air waves exploded and swept across the cliffs.

The reefs in the sea crumbled and disintegrated like ashes in a fire.

(End of this chapter)