"The water of the heavenly river comes up from the sky, and even the river has dried up, isn't it that this day will also change......

The old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of life is still in the realm of Yuanying, Qiu Hanli looked at the dry river and frowned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since the beginning of the previous year, the water of the Tongtian River has gradually dried up, and in the past two years, the big river on the opposite bank that could not be seen at a glance is now only more than a hundred zhang wide, and the water surface has sunk, and there are abyss-like slopes on both sides of the river.

"High in the heavens, are there more rifts?"

Qiu Hanli asked in a deep voice, and a woman behind him replied in the same low voice: "It's more than a month ago." ”

The woman dressed in black, her eyes were erect, her whole body exuded a cold aura, her face was bloodless, and she was as white as paper.

"It is said that the eye of the king snake can see through the netherworld, and the spatial rifts in the high heavens are difficult for us humans to see. Qiu Hanli sighed and said, "The river is dry, the sky is cracking, what is going on in this world, is there still a catastrophe coming?"

When the woman heard this, she was silent and did not answer, she was the Thousand-Eyed King Snake.

"Promised Xu Yan, the old man did it, at least the head of the ghost envoy did not cause trouble to the human race, and I can't control him killing some demon clans. ”

Qiu Hanli smiled bitterly and said to himself: "It's not that the old man is powerful, but that there is no strongman in the world who is worthy of Elder Jiang's action, except for bad luck, I'm afraid there is only this world left, which is worth his attention." ”

Shaking his head, Qiu Hanli's sigh was full of helplessness, and the king snake appeared its main body and rushed to Dapu with the old man.

A few days later, Qiu Hanli's figure appeared in the courtyard outside the capital.

The spirit fruit at the bottom of the sea is indeed effective, Jiang Dachuan is already calm at this time, and he is sitting on the Taishi chair with a golden knife, holding a long knife, majestic and majestic, like a general.

"Finished drawing. It's been half a fucking hour!"

Jiang Dachuan's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily, there was a wooden table in the courtyard, and the person holding the pen confessed again and again: "It's fast, it's fast, the old man's painting must be expressive, and the slightest flaw will insult the name of my painting saint, Lord Jiang don't be impatient, it's okay right away, it's good right away." ”

It is Liu Yishou who paints, this painting saint can be called a carefree person, and he is unhappy to chant poetry and paint all day long, of course, as long as he doesn't run into Jiang Dachuan, once he meets the head of the ghost, Liu Yishou will not have a good life.

"Ten zhang high, five zhang wide, to be made of pure gold, old man Liu, after you finish painting, you will directly find some craftsmen to start work, you are responsible for supervising the work, and the statue of Lao Tzu will be built to be mighty and extraordinary, and it will be placed in the palace of Dapu, so that the group of imperial relatives and relatives will worship every New Year's Festival, who dares not to worship Lao Tzu, hum!"

Jiang Dachuan sneered and said, "Just wait for bad luck!"

Placing his own statues all over the world is a big hobby of Jiang Dachuan in the past two years, not that he likes to swagger, but that he feels that with one more statue, his bad luck seems to be able to divide some.

"The name of the painting saint is indeed worthy of its name, vivid. Qiu Hanli came to the courtyard, looked at the portrait written by Liu Yishou, and praised it from the bottom of his heart.

"Of course! It's just a painting of people, even if you paint this world, one day the old man will paint all the south and north of the world, and draw the whole world!" Liu Yishou said proudly, while greeting Qiu Hanli, he completed the final stroke, drying the ink, and the portrait of Jiang Dachuan on it can be called expressive.

"Okay! just build it for me according to this picture!" Jiang Dachuan snatched the scroll and nodded his head, the name of the painting saint is not for nothing.

"The river is going to dry up, and I'm afraid it will dry up completely in a few years. ”

Qiu Hanli's voice was deep, and he said: "There are more and more cracks in the space in the sky, and the thousand-year-old catastrophe has been blocked by Xu Yan, and now that a hundred years have passed, even the big rivers have dried up, is our Qingzhou going to change the sky again." ”

"How can the Tongtian River dry up, it's really strange, could it be that Xu Yan found some treasure and led the water of the Tianhe River away?"

"It's just a broken river, and if you do it, you can do it, what's the big deal. Jiang Dachuan said and looked up at the sky, a wisp of gold flashed in his pupils, and at the end of his gaze, some thin cracks could be faintly seen.

The cracks that appeared in the depths of the sky indicated that the space in the depths of the sky had become extremely unstable, and those tiny cracks did not look big on the ground, but once they approached, they must be terrifying enough to engulf everything in the world.

"Old man Qiu, as for the artillery I asked you to refine, it will not be long before it is completed. Jiang Dachuan's gaze at the sky showed a hint of ferocity.

"Within ten years. Qiu Hanli frowned tightly, and said worriedly: "Do you really want to use that kind of powerful artillery? The spatial rift at the end of the high sky is extremely dangerous, and if you go, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back." ”

Qiu Hanli knew what Jiang Dachuan wanted, and he also knew that Jiang Dachuan planned to use a special cannon to pass through the spatial rift and reach the outside of the sky.

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of!"

Jiang Dachuan snorted coldly, his expression became gloomy, and said: "I can feel that the current realm is at the end, after forcibly breaking through, it must be the same fake baby as you, I disdain to be in the company of you old guys, Lao Tzu is the master of the fierce palace, Feitian is a fart!"

As early as two years ago, when there was a spatial rift in the sky, Jiang Dachuan felt that his opportunity had come, and he decided to take the opportunity to fly out of the sky to find out, because there was no more secret on the ground that he didn't know.

He even knew the existence of the ancient cultivator Confucian, knew the theory of false babies, and guessed that Xu Yan, whom he hated the most, was very likely to be the realm of true babies cultivated by Jin Dan, otherwise with the cultivation of the realm of false babies, he would not be able to fight the demon king at all, let alone travel to the end of the world.

Don't look at Jiang Dachuan's invincibility in the world over the years, in fact, he has been lonely for a hundred years.

What he wants to know most now is where the god pattern and the demon king who traveled far away back then have gone, whether they have flown out of the sky or fallen in the world.

"What about a hundred years, a thousand years, and ten thousand years of life......?"

Looking at the head of the ghost envoy of the high heavens, his expression was a little lonely, and he whispered with emotion: "If you advance, you will retreat, your cultivation will stagnate, and if you have no opponent, what is the use of living forever? If you continue like this, I am afraid that sooner or later one day I will go crazy, and if Lao Tzu goes crazy, Qingzhou will be reduced to death!"

"I wish Lord Jiang success in flying to the sky and reaching the immortal realm!" "Hearing this, the painting saint hurriedly expressed his position, and said: "Lord Jiang, don't worry, Old Man Qiu's cannon will definitely be refined, I will help him, the old man has not gone anywhere in the past few years, and he will fully assist Elder Qiu in refining the cannon that roars into the sky." ”

Jiang Dachuan wants to use the power of artillery to cross the spatial rift, how can Liu Yishou dissuade this kind of good thing, it is best that Jiang Dachuan never returns, and Qingzhou can be truly calm.

It doesn't matter if the river is dry, and the Terrans are not short of water.

It doesn't matter if the sky cracks, as long as it doesn't collapse.

But Jiang Dachuan's scourge should disappear quickly, Liu Yishou muttered in his heart, wishing that the other party would be sucked away by the spatial rift as soon as possible.

Anyway, this bad luck is full of bad luck, and the word bad luck is engraved on the back of his head, others may not die when they fly, but it is strange that Jiang Dachuan does not die.

I don't know if I heard the voice of the painting saint, or didn't pay attention to Liu Yishou, Jiang Dachuan looked at the sky with a daze, and said to himself for a long time: "The opportunity is rare, how can you miss it, I really want to see where the sky is, Xu Yan, you must not be dead, I can smell the malice you left between heaven and earth...... Don't worry, we will meet again sooner or later, Lao Tzu wants to let the world know that I, Jiang Dachuan, am the most vicious leader!"