Chapter 186 Temporary Theocracy
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Boliu Jiangshuijun, who didn't even have a soul, naturally couldn't respond to any of Feng Qingan's questions. He was killed by a sword and everything was gone. He died a very thorough death.
"Sir, you...why did you kill this Water Lord?"
Compared to those warriors who looked at Feng Qing'an with eyes full of reverence and awe, the ghosts and gods were completely shocked. Although they expected that Feng Qing'an would most likely have a conflict with the Water God of Boliu River, they never expected that Feng Qing'an would draw his sword and kill the Water God.
"Why? If Suicune is immoral, I can kill him with my sword. What's wrong with that?"
Feng Qing'an looked at these ghosts and gods who looked restless and even anxious.
"But if you kill Suicune, who will control the clouds and rain?"
"Yes, what are we, the people of Nanshao Prefecture, going to do? This year's spring ploughing is over!"
"My lord! Simply killing people will not solve the problem. Weapons are dangerous tools, and sages only use them when they have no other choice!"
The ghosts and gods were not sighing for the death of Water God Boliujiang, but were anxious that without the Water God who controlled the clouds and rain, the counties in Nanshao Prefecture that were in urgent need of rain would no longer be able to wait for the abundant rain that was as precious as oil.
"It's just making the clouds and rain. Instead of counting on this water lord who already has hatred towards the human race, you might as well count on me. It's just making the rain. Who can't do it?"
Feng Qingan sneered. Senmiao can bring down rain. In addition, Minglongjia also has the ability to control clouds and rain, but it is not usually used.
"Sir, even if you have the power to bring rain, you should know that only the fields on both sides of the river in Nanshao Prefecture do not need rain. The fields outside the two banks all need rain to nourish them. Do you have such magical power?"
"That's right, sir. I have eight counties in Nanshao Prefecture, and all of them need precipitation. This is not something that can be solved by the next one or two rains!"
The ghosts and gods stated their demands. They had originally hoped that the young man in front of them could persuade Suicune to perform his duties, but in the end, this young man turned around and chopped Suicune to death with a sword. He said that he could replace Suicune and perform the duties of controlling the clouds and rain, so they could only rely on this young man.
Buzz——
Just as the ghosts and gods were harassing Feng Qing'an, a ray of divine light suddenly shot up into the sky from the body of the red-scaled dragon, accompanied by rippling bright waves of light, and was about to fly away, but Feng Qing'an had been paying attention to the remains of the dragon.
Coo coo
Coo coo
Two red-flame firebirds flew out from his chest one after another, carrying with them a blazing fire that made ghosts and gods retreat, and chased after the divine light that wanted to fly away. At the same time, the golden-scaled dragon, which had just used up most of its strength in one attack, also flew out from Feng Qing'an's collar and chased after the dark blue divine light.
Chant
Soon, the divine light was intercepted in mid-air, and the warriors and ghosts all saw clearly what the divine light was.
A large square seal, above which lies a majestic purple-black coiled dragon.
The Sea-Suppressing Seal!
Feng Qing'an took a look at the battle situation in the sky, without worrying too much, he lowered his head and slowly picked up the dragon corpse on the ground. This was a rare treasure that was hard to find in the world, and God knew how many treasures this Water God carried with him.
When Feng Qing'an had almost collected the dragon's corpse, the battle situation in the sky gradually became clear.
Although the magic weapon that lost its master had the ability to fly away on its own, it was unable to exert its due power without its own source of power. It was soon suppressed by Minglong Jia and the two flaming firebirds!
In the night sky, under the shining of the bright moon and stars, Ming Longjia manifested a golden dragon body about ten feet long. It opened its mouth and swallowed the Zhenhai Seal in one gulp.
Chant
After the divine weapon entered its stomach, the golden-scaled dragon let out a satisfied hum, and swooped down with its head shaking, wrapping itself around Feng Qing'an's body, but it did not change back to its original slender shape. It needed some time to digest this divine seal.
Two flaming firebirds also landed on Feng Qing'an's shoulders one after another, turning into the size of fists, and making gurgling sounds, causing some weaker ghosts and gods to retreat a distance, not wanting to get close to Feng Qing'an.
"I can temporarily take over the position of the Lord of Water of Boliu River and perform the duties of controlling the clouds and rain, but the problem of the lack of rain in Nanshao Prefecture cannot be entirely pushed to me. You accept incense and offerings from the people, and now that there is no Lord of Water interfering, you can also guide the clouds and rain and bring down rain."
Feng Qing'an, who was haunted by a golden dragon, looked at the ghosts and gods. He must go to the Boliu River Water Palace. Drought should not occur where this river flows. He will try his best to solve it, but these ghosts and gods must cooperate with him as much as they can.
"This is as it should be!"
Faced with the request made by Feng Qing'an, who killed the Lord of Water in Boliu River with one sword, and looking at the two firebirds on his shoulders, many ghosts and gods bowed down and expressed their willingness to cooperate with Feng Qing'an to solve the problem of insufficient rainfall in Nanshao Prefecture.
"good!"
Feng Qingan nodded with satisfaction, and then he told them openly,
"You don't have to rest tonight. Go down and count how much rain is missing in each county under your Nanshao Prefecture. Make a list and report it to me. I will then arrange for rainfall!"
"yes!"
The rainfall was imminent, and the ghosts and gods also showed their ability to act at this moment. They turned into rays of divine light and rushed in all directions, apparently to notify the city gods of various counties.
"Sir, you want to replace this evil dragon and become the Water Lord of the Boliu River?"
After the ghosts and gods dispersed, the warriors gathered around. The leader, Butler Zhao, looked at Feng Qing'an with extremely complicated feelings. He felt a little expectant, but also a little regretful.
If the young master entered the water and served as the Lord of Water, he might be able to replace the Prime Minister Turtle in the opera documents based on his relationship with the young master. However, if the young master in front of him became the Lord of Water, it seemed that it was not in line with his identity, which was a pity. His achievements should not stop there.
"What are you thinking? You want to keep me here with just a small river?"
When Feng Qing'an heard this, he immediately denied it. Ghosts, gods and earth gods have never been an option for him.
However, he was a little curious, so he didn't mind taking over the throne temporarily and experiencing what it was like to be the God of Water. The Boliu River is not a wild river that flows Wherever the river passes, there are countless temples dedicated to the God of Water of the Boliu River.
"Sir, you just want to temporarily replace the Water Lord and control the clouds and rain?"
Sen Miao also spoke at this time. According to Feng Qing'an's instructions, she should not show her supernatural powers in front of others, but since they had just walked on the waves, it didn't matter. Anyway, this group of warriors were not ordinary people, strictly speaking.
"Um!"
"When you leave, I'm afraid you will have to select a suitable creature to serve as the Lord of the Boliu River. This river, which will affect the production of ordinary people, must have a Lord of Water in place. If you leave and leave it alone, there may not be drought, but floods and other disasters will be extremely frequent!"
"...We'll discuss this later. Let the rain fall first!"
Feng Qing'an also knew this. If he killed the Water God, he would have to choose another one to sit on his throne. He could not just let it go like he did with the Bailang River. For a river that flows through mountains and ridges, it doesn't matter who is on the throne, but a river with large tracts of fertile land on both sides cannot be ignored.
If we let it go, what if the one who sits on the throne of the Water God is a great demon who harbors strong hatred for the human race? In a moment of anger, he might stir up a huge wave and submerge thousands of acres of fertile farmland. How many people would be destroyed and displaced as a result?
Although this is the worst-case scenario, it is not impossible to happen. The development of humanity will inevitably oppress the living space of creatures of other races. There are many monsters that have grudges against humans or that are greedy for the blood, energy and souls of humans.
There are only a very small number of demon clans like the Su family in Wuling Mountain who imitate and learn the etiquette of humans in every way. Even the fox clan is a rare species among the demon clans whose numbers and species are as numerous as stars.
"Let's go to the Water Palace of Boliu River now. You should know where it is, right?"
"Know!"
Sen Miao nodded. She had just entered the water and the noise at the bottom of the river had reached the gate of the water palace, which led to the dragon coming out.
"I'm going to go into the water. You stay here and don't move. I'll be back in the morning!"
Feng Qing'an looked at the warriors and gave them instructions. After seeing that they agreed, he rode Sen Miao into the river and disappeared. Two huge black and white wolves followed closely behind him and jumped into the river.
Many warriors looked at each other, but no one followed. They could rely on their fists and feet on land, but once they entered the water, although they would not drown, their martial arts would be reduced by 80% and they would not be able to perform well.
Therefore, unless a warrior has reached the legendary realm of divine pills, where a wave of the hand can shatter mountains and stop the flow of rivers, otherwise he will not wade into water easily.
At the bottom of the river, Feng Qing'an had already seen the splendid Dragon Palace which was even more magnificent than the Bailang River Palace. At this moment, the bright dragon armor wrapped around his body burst out with an incomparable magnificent aura, as if the real dragon power was spreading at the bottom of the river.
The golden-scaled dragon that was wrapped around the young man leaped up from his body and swam around him. As the golden dragon swam, the water at the bottom of the river was stirred up, and countless water spirit energy was swallowed by it. At this moment, its body seemed to have turned into a cave that would never be filled up again.
[Fifth Soul Contract: Ming Long]
[Race: Psychic Armor]
[Attributes: Spirit, Dragon, Water, Thunder]
[Potential Level: King·Medium]
[Combat Power Level: Lord, Lower]
Heishan, who was following behind Feng Qing'an, widened his eyes as he looked at Youlong who had easily completed the promotion and exuded a powerful aura. A strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.
Because it witnessed with its own eyes the entire process of its master obtaining the Minglong Jia and Minglong Jia's growth step by step to its current level, it did not regard Minglong Jia as a competitor at first, but the Minglong Jia's incredible growth rate shocked Heishan greatly.
Chant
Minglong, who had been promoted once again, let out a long and hearty roar, shaking the river water and causing countless panicked aquatic creatures to walk out of the water palace not far away and look towards where Feng Qingan was.
The Water God who ruled the Boliu River suddenly died. Such a strong breath of life suddenly disappeared. Naturally, the water creatures in the river could not be concealed from this. The stronger they were, the more obvious the feeling was.
Suddenly, the mountain that was pressing on their heads was moved away. Although some of the monsters in the river felt a lot more relaxed and at ease, they were filled with fear and didn't know why, this happened when they were completely unprepared.
Without the sense of oppression brought by Suicune, what they have to face is the unknown, which means they also have to face the terrifying existence that caused Suicune's death.
The strange dragon might that suddenly appeared at the bottom of the river intensified the fear and anxiety in the hearts of the water creatures. Although this dragon might was far inferior to that of Suicune, the majesty revealed in it was somewhat greater than that of Suicune.
Ming Longjia, whose body had grown to thirty meters in length, did not care at all about the commotion that had caused at the bottom of the river. He just swam around Feng Qingan in a show-off manner.
Although it cannot be compared with those giant monsters that are tens of feet long, and is not even a fraction of them, it is fundamentally different from those giant monsters.
Chant
The spiritual power accumulated in the body of Minglongjia achieved a leapfrog growth , but its pure mind did not stay happy for long, because in its perception and judgment, it was still incomplete, but a very small part of it was completed.
It swam to Feng Qing'an, opened its mouth towards Feng Qing'an as if asking for credit, and spit out a large dragon seal from its mouth, which was caught in Feng Qing'an's hand.
The moment Feng Qing'an held the magical weapon that had been refined and controlled by Ming Longjia, he knew the purpose of the Zhenhai Seal.
Possesses the power to control and suppress rivers, lakes and reservoirs!
If the person holding this seal is strong enough, he can use it to compete with Water God for power, or even suppress Water God and forcibly seize control of a river.
“I have to try it when I get a chance!”
Holding this seal which to some extent symbolizes the authority to control rivers, lakes and reservoirs, Feng Qing'an could not help but feel complacent, because he found that after holding the seal, even he's control over the riverbed water flow had risen to several levels, and it was no longer just about avoiding water.
"It seems that I can also control the clouds and rain!"
The Boliu River Water Palace was just around the corner. Feng Qing'an, holding the Sea Suppression Seal, led his men and appeared in front of the panicked aquatic creatures.
The moment he appeared, this water dragon palace exploded completely. Several powerful figures emitting the aura of powerful demons fled in a direction away from Feng Qingan.
"Am I that scary?"
Feng Qingan unconsciously reached out and touched his cheek when he realized that just by showing up, a group of powerful water creatures were scared and turned into birds and beasts and scattered.
Without the need for intuition, Feng Qing'an could be sure that it was because of his face, which was 70% similar to that of his eldest brother, that caused that group of powerful water creatures to react in such a way, leaving behind a group of weak water creatures, who were stupid and bewildered, standing there, at a loss as to what to do.
Although their group seemed to be quite powerful at first glance, they seemed extremely powerless facing the Dragon Palace in front of them. This was because even though the Water Palace had lost the Lord of Water, there were still two powerful auras that surpassed those of the great monsters.
King level!
The depth of the Qianli Boliu River surpasses that of the Bailang River, which made Feng Qingan, who originally thought that he was just here to reap the spoils, become serious.
