Astral Apostle Chapter 261: Water management and support

Huyang, Dingbokou.

When Zhou Jing and his party came to this place in the rain, the neighborhood had become a swamp country, and a large area of ​​land was flooded. Even where they could settle, the water level was close to the waist, and the mud was unbearable. One foot was deep and the other was shallow, making it difficult to travel. .

Not far away, the breach of the river bank has expanded by an unknown number of times. The muddy river water is wrapped in sediment and pours out along the gap, making a rumbling sound, like a roar of a yellow dragon.

And at this time, the continuous heavy rain continued to fuel the water potential, causing the water level of the Shahe River to rise, and the flood showed no sign of receding.

"Oh, this flood is too serious, how can this be done?"

"Zhaizhu, why don't we evacuate, how can we solve such a big flood?"

"Yeah, and it's still raining heavily. Why don't we wait for the flood to subside, and then stop the breach? Anyway, it's been hit by disasters, and it's not bad for a few days. There's no need to take this risk."

Many soldiers looked at the terrifying scene in front of them, and couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring, and they all backed away and tried to persuade each other.

Although they followed Zhou Jing's order to come together, they really didn't know what they could do when they saw the scene in front of them.

If you fight with the enemy, they will do it without saying a word. But this kind of power of heaven and earth, the mortal body is just a man's arm to block the car, no matter how many people go up, they will be washed away by the flood in an instant, and they will be buried in the waves. They don't want to die in vain.

"Stop arguing, let me think about..."

Zhou Jing interrupted everyone and observed the **** where the **** burst, and couldn't help but have a headache.

As for the knowledge of water conservancy, he can only say that he has only half knowledge. He probably knows that the solution to the **** burst is to plug the mouth and refill the dyke.

It is indeed safest to wait for the water level to calm down before blocking it, but by that time everything that should be submerged will be submerged, and the loss will already be great.

Zhou Jing gritted his teeth, turned around and ordered:

"You can collect some trees, soil and other materials nearby. The more the better, I will go to the crevice and try it first to see if it can curb the momentum of the water flow."

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback and quickly grabbed Zhou Jing with all their hands and feet, their faces full of anxiety:

"Zhaizhu, I can't do it!"

"We know that the master of the village is extremely skilled in martial arts, but this flood is fierce, far from being comparable to an army formation. How could it be that the martial arts compete with each other?"

"If the village owner has three strengths and two weaknesses, then we can't be blamed for our deaths!"

Zhou Jing pushed away a few people impatiently and shouted:

"Stop mother-in-law, I won't die, hurry up and collect materials."

After he finished speaking, he jumped under his feet, the muddy water exploded, and the whole person jumped high, crossed the arc, and jumped to the flood peak where the water was the most violent.

Zhou Jing fell into the water with a thud like a falling meteor, and immediately felt the surging force of Peiran Mo Yu, which was bombarding him head-on.

The strength of this force is far greater than that of thousands of troops. Before he could stabilize his body, he was swept away by the flood.

Zhou Jing held back his breath, and his martial arts arrogance ran with all his strength, as if a thousand jins fell, his legs a little apart, and suddenly inserted into the river bed, until they reached his thighs.

"Dinghai stake!"

Zhou Jing let out a sullen snort and used the Sea Whale Sect's piling skills. His muscles and bones were twisted to death, his inner strength was holding on to the sinking, and his center of gravity was sinking. He turned himself into a human-shaped nail and inserted it into the river bed to prevent being caught. flush away.

Huhuhu——

The dark red martial arts arrogance that was fully stimulated emerged from his body, blazing underwater, and vortexes rolled up around him, but no one could see it in the flood water.

Zhou Jing's fists were on his waist, his legs penetrated into the sediment of the river bottom, and he put on a stance, finally stabilizing his body.

But at the next moment, he had to withstand a stronger resistance. The scouring of the flood was uninterrupted, and the impact made him slowly retreat, and his legs shoveled two ditches in the sand.

It seems that there are countless fists, slamming his head and covering his face, without any gaps.

At the same time, the water around him is like a big hand everywhere, and its strength is chaotic and vigorous, pushing or pulling, constantly tearing and destroying his balance center of gravity.

Zhou Jing had blue veins on his forehead, his face flushed red, and against the surging water, his fists placed on his waist were suddenly slapped forward.

The dark red martial arts arrogance quickly flows along the muscle meridians of the two arms, and is released from the palm of the hand.

Om!

The next moment, two invisible walls of air, hundreds of times larger than the palm of your hand, suddenly pushed out.

Vajra Sect, Prajna Mahamudra!

The tyrannical palm force collided with the shocking flood.

Boom! ! !

As if a mine exploded, a huge water column shot up into the sky.

Under the fierce collision, the galloping peak seemed to pause for a moment.

"What kind of power is this?!"

Many children on the shore saw this scene, and all their jaws dropped in shock, and their faces were incredible.

However, before they could exclaim, the next moment, Hou Lang rushed to make up for it.

The kinetic energy accumulated when the flood stopped, superimposed and erupted with stronger force, and swept down suddenly!

Boom! !

Zhou Jing broke out of the water, fell not far from the shore, and rolled in the mud.

My body was wet, covered with sand and grass, and I was quite embarrassed.

Everyone was shocked and hurried up to help, for fear that the village owner would make a mistake.

"I'm fine."

Zhou Jing waved his hand to refuse, gritted his teeth and stood up, only to feel the gold star rising in front of him and a buzzing sound in his ears.

He took two breaths, mixed his breath, and then cursed:

"Grandma's, I really can't stop it."

Isn't this normal? !

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched and they roared in their hearts.

Ordinary people see this kind of scene, how can it be necessary to try it to understand that it will not work?

The owner of the village was so reckless, he even had the courage to stop the flood. If he were a normal person, he would have been swept away and washed to death.

Ignoring the crowd, Zhou Jing poked a mouthful of sand and felt troubled.

Chen Feng, the fourth apostle, is fierce if he is fierce, but he is still in the realm of manpower, and he is a warrior without many miraculous means.

Just for a short while, I spent a lot of energy when I burst out with all my strength. If I hadn't jumped out at the end, I'm afraid my martial arts arrogance would have been exhausted within a few seconds, and I would have been rushed to an unknown place.

After all, his own energy attributes are not at the high-level level, and he bursts out with all his strength, consuming far more than usual combat, and the difference in speed is like a water faucet and a high-power water pump.

Because the outbreak was too violent, Zhou Jing couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his body at this time, his muscles were sore and weak, and his meridians were somewhat damaged.

"Most of the moves I use now are the martial arts of this world. Although they can also run martial arts arrogance, they are not suitable after all... To maximize the power of martial arts arrogance, you still need advanced martial arts from the main world. Combat skills will do."

Zhou Jing flashed this thought, feeling helpless.

The super power academy attaches too much importance to step-by-step progress. Every level of super power knowledge will only be taught after passing the assessment.

Zhou Jing exhaled, suppressed distracting thoughts, and called everyone to collect materials. Then, he carried all kinds of earth, rocks, plants and trees together, and filled the dam with water from both sides of the breach, so as to reduce the speed of the expansion of the breach as much as possible.

As long as he doesn't face the flood, he can still stand still with his physique, and his efficiency in filling dams is far superior to the soldiers around him.

If someone is swept away by the current, Zhou Jing can also quickly save them, and he has the heaviest responsibility.

A group of people are working hard here, and they are very busy.

Although they knew it was a drop in the bucket, they saw Zhou Jing taking the lead, and everyone gritted their teeth to repair the river bank. Although they were so tired, they didn't complain.

After a long time, the sound of water suddenly sounded not far away, as if a large group of people were wading in the water.

Zhou Jing and others looked up, but they were a group of villagers in ragged clothes, holding agricultural tools such as hoes and wooden rakes, about three hundred people.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Jing frowned and asked.

A young man walked out of the crowd, a little embarrassed, but he still clasped his fists and asked loudly, "Is this the so-called Dragon King Chen Feng Chen Dazhai Master?"

"Yes, it's me." Zhou Jing nodded.

This young man was happy, and hurriedly explained: "We have seen the owner of Chen Zhai, and it is like this. We originally planned to escape the disaster, but on the way we heard that the main Chen Zhai came to Dingbokou to deal with the flood, so we formed some village heroes and came here. See if I can help..."

After listening to his story, Zhou Jing understood.

Another group of people who I sent back to the mountain for help, worried that it would be too slow to come and go, so they spread rumors on the road, telling all the villagers they encountered that their village owner was going to Dingbokou for disaster relief. Need help urgently.

The matter spread by word of mouth among these villagers.

There are many people practicing martial arts in Huyang, and there are many people with strong vigor. Even though the government has centrally managed many villagers with the five strategies of breaking thieves, there are still people who escaped in the wild, and with Chen Feng's recent actions, many people have returned to out of government control.

I heard that Chen Feng didn't even care about fighting, so he went straight to the disaster relief. When many villagers gathered together, they immediately slapped their thighs and decided to pull up Xiang Yong and go to help the field!

After all, Huyang is everyone's hometown, and it is a matter of survival in the future. Even Chen Feng, who was attacked by the imperial court, went to rescue the disaster as soon as possible, and many people couldn't do it.

For the villagers, they may not dare to fight and kill people, but work can still help!

Zhou Jing felt relieved when he heard the words, but he was not polite, and said loudly: "Everyone came just in time, we are short of manpower, you should have all received the martial arts from my Dragon King Village, not a sick seedling, come and help quickly."

"Okay!"

"Don't worry, Lord Chen Dazhai, we peasants, if nothing else, have a lot of strength!"

All the villagers were invigorated and did not procrastinate. They rolled up their sleeves and started to dry. Under Zhou Jing's order, they all joined the operation of repairing the embankment and blocking the opening.

As time went by, more and more villagers rushed to the village, and the scale of the disaster relief crowd gradually increased, and the chanting of chanting was endless.

However, even though many people worked together in the rain, the floods did not reduce much.

Everyone managed to mend a little breach, but it was washed away by the turbulent river soon after, repeated and difficult to maintain.

Just as everyone gritted their teeth to support, a figure flew quickly from the horizon and hovered in the sky.

Seeing this person's appearance clearly, the faces of the shanzhai minions and many civilians have changed dramatically.

"The real Yufeng!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and hurriedly climbed ashore, staring at Lingfengzi in the sky, their faces full of vigilance and fear in their hearts.

This guy is a member of the imperial court. Did he show up at this time to stop them from disaster relief?

Lingfengzi slowly landed, suspended on the river, turning a deaf ear to the hostile gazes of everyone, and said:

"You don't have to be afraid, the poor people are here to help you in disaster relief."

Hearing this, everyone was startled and looked at each other in dismay.

At this time, a small village leader spit and cursed:

"This embankment was dug by your officers and soldiers, and the purpose is to flood the lake and Yang. You are a court dog, why would you come here with hypocrisy and try to deceive the people?!"

Many villagers were shocked when they heard the words. They only knew that the flood broke out, but they didn't know the whole story.

"What, is the flood caused by the imperial court?"

"The officers and soldiers are so vicious?"

The villagers were in an uproar.

Lingfengzi didn't change his face, and said slowly: "I don't know the whole story, I just take care of the common people and come here to help, not here to attack... Pindao did this, it has nothing to do with the court, but his own will. ."

The little boss wanted to scold again.

But Zhou Jing stopped him, nodded and said, "Since the real person has such thoughts, it is also a good thing, so I will trouble you."

Seeing that the village owner made a statement, everyone died.

Zhou Jing paused, winked, and deliberately asked, "However, digging the embankment and flooding is your three-army commander's plan. Come and help us, how will you explain to the court when you go back? I tell you, the real person. If you have extraordinary abilities, why do you need to work for the Dog Emperor, just go up the mountain and join the team, you and I are fighting each other every day, wouldn’t it be fun.”

Lingfengzi understood the meaning, shook his head and refused: "You don't need to worry about Chen Zhaizhu, the poor Taoist will talk to the sage. Disaster relief is only for the common people ~IndoMTL.com~ is the way of the poor Taoist, here After that, you and I are still enemies and not friends."

"It's a pity..."

Zhou Jing smacked his lips, as if regretful.

Zhou Jing was not surprised by the sudden arrival of Lingfengzi, because this was the remote call signal he issued.

There is induction between the astral apostles. In the same world, they can locate each other's positions. They can call other apostles remotely and make them move to their own position, but they cannot give detailed instructions... It means that they can only call people over, not remote control. Other apostles do things.

If you want to give detailed instructions, you still need close contact.

Because of the emergency of flooding, in contrast, it is more important to solve the disaster here first.

As for what Ma Zhen thinks, it is of no importance to Zhou Jing... After all, why compete with a dead person?

"Then ask the real person to control the water and help."

Zhou Jing said.

Lingfengzi got the signal and flew back into the sky, green light flashing in her eyes.

woo woo woo

A gust of wind with a faint green glow gathered from all directions, forming a wind vortex in the sky.

The next moment, the surging wind, like a wind wall, suddenly fell into the flood.