Chapter 39: The Azure Qi Operation

  Suddenly, Su He's eyes opened, and there was a faintly ethereal atmosphere.

  "Father, come on!" he shouted loudly at Su Fu. At the same time, his big hand opened and effortlessly pulled Su Fu up.

  "Everyone pray with me, pray for the blessing of God!" Su said, still seeing countless people floating on the floodwaters, then sat down and began to chant in prayer.

  Everyone saw the lifesaving straw and swam towards Su He's direction, while Su He's devout prayers echoed again. Soon after, everyone followed in prayer, and a surge of faith gathered in the sky, passing through the void, and landed on Pan Hao's soul. At the same time, lotus flowers grew out of the water, lifting up the drowning crowd. A magnificent figure appeared in the void, with a sacred and noble aura floating in the air, and the lotus flowers became even more robust, firmly protecting everyone.

  The crowd closed their eyes in prayer, the momentum grew more and more grand, affecting more and more people. Such situations emerged one after another in the flooded areas, when the believers were praying, Pan Hao quickly responded, revealing a miracle.

  At this time, Pan Hao had already arrived at the lower reaches of the Tianhe River. The big dam in the lower reaches of the Tianhe River had been completely washed away by the river water. The Tianhe River was surging towards the town of Changdu, which had been completely submerged. As far as the eye could see, it was all river water.

  Pan Hao gazed into the void, where surging grievances, death energy, and curses rose up. These energies split into two parts, one of which flowed towards the Heavenly River, indirectly entwining Pan Hao's divine soul. His divine soul was surrounded by thick, black clouds of resentment, death energy, and curses that were eroding his divine power.

  Pan Haoshen's divine power shook, and a brilliant light burst forth, incinerating these auras into wisps of smoke. However, behind them, layers upon layers of grievances, death energy, and curses continued to swarm in, an endless tide that could not be burned away.

  It wasn't until after Pan Hao's Lingdu was transformed that the resentful energy, death energy and curses in the void gradually became lighter.

  And another part of the breath flows into the void, going to unknown places!

  Pan Hao's eyes seemed like a deep pool, quiet and cold. At this time, Pan Hao's mood was quite bad, and for him, it was simply an unprovoked disaster. However, as the River God of Tianhe, he naturally had to bear some responsibility.

  Pan Hao waved his sleeve, and the water veins in the Tianhe River slowly deepened towards the ground, while the riverbed on both sides of the riverbank also widened. The flow of the water veins was combed, allowing the river water to strengthen its original drainage capacity. At the same time, Pan Hao's divine soul rushed into the sky.

  Pan Hao stepped on the red lotus, and walked into the layered dark clouds. With a surge of divine power, a loud rumble sounded, as if a giant thunderclap had opened up a hole in the dark clouds.

  Whoosh...

  A miniature version of the crimson Heavenly River flowed behind Pan Hao, and with a turn of his divine soul, he donned the official uniform of the City God, grasping the official seal in his hand. At this moment, Pan Hao had exhausted all his tricks.

  Boom, the official seal was thrown out and transformed into a huge one, rushing towards the dark cloud. At the same time, the heavenly river water droplets behind him turned into red long swords, swooshing, thousands of swords shot out together, shooting towards the dark cloud.

  Rumble, the dark clouds were broken open, and the sunshine that had been unseen for many days poured down. The rain slowed down and finally stopped.

  Finally, after half a day, the flood was brought under control. The red glow on Pan Hao's body also dimmed significantly, and Pan Hao had to expend considerable effort to calm down the disaster.

  At this time, Pan Hao's soul returned to the Tianhe River, standing on the river surface with his feet not touching the water. Pan Hao's slender white hands grasped at the air, and a ball of water the size of a cuju formed in front of him, with the river water flowing into it with a gurgling sound.

  Boom, the water ball slowly unfolded, turning into a mirror the size of a face basin, exquisite and beautiful. On the surface of the mirror, scenes appeared one after another, like walking horses watching flowers. These were the memories of this river, hidden in the water veins, brought out by Pan to review.

  Finally, the construction of the river dam arrived. Pan Hao took a closer look and saw that a young man in brocade clothes was supervising the crowd to build the dike. Pan Hao focused his eyes and saw that the materials used to build the dam were actually powdered stones. Pan Hao's eyes turned cold.

  The limestone is actually a cheap and useless stone material, these limestones seem solid but are actually loose in quality, extremely easy to crush, hence the name limestone. This supervisor obviously embezzled the money for this section of the dike repair and used cheap limestone as a substitute material.

  Pan Haodong's large hand reached out towards the figure in the mirror, about to capture his last breath.

  Just as Brother Pan was about to make his move, a faint blue aura appeared on the man's body, and with a loud whoosh, it shot up into the air, transforming into a cyan-colored umbrella that firmly protected the man.

  Boom! The divine power and aura collided, the mirror shattered with a "plop" sound, turning into water droplets that fell down. Pan Hao's divine soul shook, his divine power actually became somewhat disordered.

  "There is a person with a strong aura protecting him!" Pan Hao calmed down the aura on his body and re-condensed the river water into a mirror, but inside, there was no longer any sign of the man's aura.

  "It seems that the aura has been dispersed!" Pan Hao waved his hand, and the mirror transformed back into a water ball, dripping onto the river surface. Pan Hao let out a light sigh, it seemed that his own cultivation was still too weak. The red lotus rose from under Pan Hao's feet, and then his divine soul disappeared on the surface of the river.

  After the great disaster, Pan Hao's divine name became more and more prosperous. Believers voluntarily spread their faith, and the Tianhe River section was no longer just a statue of Tianhe Town, but temples of Pan Hao Water God were built in every county where the river flowed. At that time, the faith increased greatly.

  At the same time, the grievances and curses on Pan Hao's body have also been worn away by divine power and faith.

  Pan Hao frequently revealed divine signs, but his true body had never appeared in the people's field of vision. The devout followers also gained a lot, and Su He, who often stayed in the town, suddenly became a fanatical believer in the flood. The pure and unadulterated power of faith was constantly supplied to Pan Hao by Su He. Pan Hao naturally fed back some of it, and various divine techniques were also bestowed upon him, allowing Su He to spread his faith even more diligently.

  It's not just the development of the River God's position, but also because of the efficacy of the City God Temple in Dachang County, the incense fire of the City God Temple is even more prosperous. Moreover, some county towns without a City God temple are also very moved. The gods and spirits of this world have not formed a system, and many worship rituals have not been codified, otherwise there would not be cases where water gods are invited to serve as city gods.

  However, it was precisely because of this that other counties without City God temples began to take action, and soon after, Pan Hao's statues were erected in the original counties without City God temples. At the same time, what made Pan Hao smile bitterly was that even some high mountains began to worship his own statue. However, Pan Hao was open-minded about faith and welcomed all comers.

  Pan Hao's Shendao flourished within Qingyu County, with excellent dissemination and development. Moreover, almost every temple master was comparable to a top-notch martial artist in the Jianghu, and in a short period of time, a massive Shendao organization took root and sprouted in Qingyu County, growing vigorously.

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