"Sigh, why are you doing this!"
Guang Chengzi turned his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man who came to him with Emperor Shun. He shook his head.
Although Shang Jun was not bad, he was still quite inferior to Yu.
"Teacher, let's not talk about this. I wonder why Teacher has returned this time?”
The joy on Emperor Shun's face dimmed for a moment, then reappeared.
"I came back this time because of the flood in the human race. You know my junior brothers.
These two were the two great divine arts practitioners of the Western Religious Sect. These were the divine generals of the celestial heavens, and this was the daughter of the Celestial Emperor, Long Ji.
This was the nephew of the Heavenly Emperor. He was conferred the title of Nine Heavens and was ranked fifth. His cultivation was profound.
He has even made great achievements in the path of flood control. If you don't believe me, you can ask Sikong Yu!”
Zhang Fan looked at Guang Chengzi with a stunned expression as he began to introduce himself. He didn't understand what Guang Chengzi was planning.
"Sages, I've heard so much about this Divine General of Nine Heavens!”
Shun's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion. Then, he smiled. Although he didn't know them, it was fine. He just had to hold them!
"My lord, I'm just a mountain kid. How dare I receive such praise from you!”
"No, no, no. Teacher never lies. Since he said that the Divine General is good at controlling the water, there must be!”
Emperor Shun's eyes were murky, like a bottomless pool. No one could tell what he was thinking.
"Exalted Immortal Guang Chengzi is right. Previously, when I talked to the Divine General about the method of controlling the flood, I was ashamed of my inferiority!”
? Yu nodded his head with certainty. There was no trace of faking it.
"Oh? Even Sikong is inferior?"
This time, Emperor Shun began to carefully observe Zhang Fan.
Although Guang Chengzi never lied, his understanding of flood control was still limited to the collection of spiritual treasures and the suppression of divine arts.
In Emperor Shun's mind, building an earth dam to block the water would surpass Guang Chengzi in terms of water control technology.
However, Yu was different.
As long as they did not encounter any natural or man-made disasters, the Primordial Human Tribe could live for at least 300 years.
If one cultivated the martial path of blood essence, as long as one had a certain level of attainment, they could live to more than 500 years old.
Yu looked young, but he was actually over 50 years old. In terms of flood control, no one in the entire human race could compare to Yu.
Otherwise, how could Yu become Sikong when most of the higher-ups of the human race were above 200 years old?
It was all because of Yu's outstanding achievements in controlling the flood that Emperor Shun had no choice but to appoint him as Sikong.
Therefore, Zhang Fan, who had received Yu's approval, was definitely a great flood-control genius.
"You flatter me. This is just a small understanding of mine. In actual combat, I'm afraid I'm still a lot weaker than Yu!”
Zhang Fan also didn't understand why Guang Chengzi would suddenly support him, but it would be a waste if he didn't take the benefits that Guang Chengzi had given him for free.
After all, Zhang Fan couldn't expose his fake genius persona.
As for the specific implementation, he had already said that he was a theoretical person.
He's only responsible for pointing out the direction. As for the specific operation, it's up to you!
"Alright, this old man just happens to need Divine General's help with something. Divine General, please don't refuse!”
Emperor Shun was instantly overjoyed. Guang Chengzi also smiled. Only Zhang Fan felt a strange feeling.
For some reason, Zhang Fan felt that he might have fallen into a trap. However, his subconscious told him that this was a good thing.
"May I know what it is? My abilities are low, but I will not decline anything that is within my power!”
Zhang Fan decided to play it safe and develop first. As long as Zhang Fan succeeded in one thing, he would be able to do whatever he wanted in the entire Untainted World.
"It's definitely within the Divine General's ability. Have you heard of the Three Miao?”
"San Miao? Was it the same Sanmiao who would surrender after losing every day and then continue fighting the next year?”
Zhang Fan pondered for a moment. He didn't know what the situation was like for the three seedlings in this world.
However, in Zhang Fan's memories from his previous life, Sanmiao was one of those tribes that repeatedly rebelled and surrendered.
Every time they were defeated and surrendered by the Central Plains, they would continue to rebel after a period of time.
However, in his previous life, the Three Sprouts rebelled mainly because the territory was barren and the output could not keep up with the consumption.
It was just like the relationship between the dynasties of China and the nomads in the north. Once they had no food to eat, they would want to go south.
"That's right, it's the Three Sprout Tribe!”
Emperor Shun looked at Zhang Fan in surprise. Even among the human race, aside from the middle and high-ranking officials, there weren't many people who remembered the Three Miao Tribe.
After all, the Untainted Land was vast, and the communication between human tribes was backward. There were also mountains, rivers, and giant demons.
However, Emperor Shun didn't expect Zhang Fan to actually know about Sanmiao.
"What? The three Miao rebelled again. They are indeed barbarians and capricious!”
Guang Chengzi frowned. When he was the emperor's teacher, the Three Sprout Tribe had rebelled more than once.
However, every time, the three seedlings would only wreak havoc in the south. When the allied army of the Central Plains arrived, they would be quickly extinguished.
Then, San Miao would quickly surrender and obediently return to the southwest.
"Cough cough, Teacher might not know, but this time, the three seedlings did not rebel.。。”
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