Zishang defeats Zixu!

At this time, Zi Axis and the others no longer doubted it, but they were extremely curious about the reason for Zishang's rapid development, so Zi Shang told a few people with an excuse that had been perfected in advance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a night of weaving, his lies had almost deceived herself. Although the other five people didn't find any loopholes in Zishang's words, Zishang's situation was really weird, and they always felt unwilling to believe it in their hearts.

After a short silence, the six of them continued to start sparring, Liang Suo was very miserable, he lost both times, both times he proposed it himself, although his strength was no longer enough to compete for the position of "six stars", but he could also improve his combat experience by sparring with powerful people.

In the morning, they had a total of more than ten games, but Zi Axis was ready to fight against Zizhang several times, but before the words could be spoken, Zi Zhang diverted the topic, and the two did not fight until the end.

Although Zishang and the others were strange, they didn't ask, maybe Zizhang had learned some secret skills, and he didn't want to expose them in advance.

After a few discussions in the morning, Zishang realized something new, and spent the whole afternoon practicing swords in his own courtyard, and the wind willow swordsmanship became more and more proficient, and he was getting closer and closer to the peak of fire.

Time quietly flowed from the tip of the sword wielded by Zishang, and a set of wind willow swordsmanship was fought over and over again, and Zishang was immersed in it, almost not feeling the movement of the outside world.

Suddenly, a wisp of breeze flowed on his soft sword, and at the same time, Zishang felt as if he had no weight, and when the soft sword was wielded, he seemed to be a master of light skills, moving lightly and stepping over the zhangyu, volleying into the void and changing his body, standing on the tip of the grass without touching the ground.

The corners of his coat cut through the air like blades, his long hair fluttered in the wind like willow leaves, and his long sword fluttered like wicker......

Wind willow swordsmanship, the pinnacle!

"Weak willow to help the wind!"

The flexibility of the soft sword was instantly exerted to the limit, as if what Zishang was holding in his hand was an emerald green willow branch, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten swords stabbed out. As the footsteps of the Zi Shang changed like a breeze, the soft sword swung to a fairly fast speed, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it was simply two or three Zi Shang wielding nearly ten swords.

At this moment, the air around Zi Shang was affected by his swordsmanship, and gradually became a chaotic and orderly little whirlwind.

At this time, Zishang could even vaguely feel the trace of heaven and earth aura, which gradually gathered on the surface of his skin, but he didn't know how to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, so he couldn't take these aura as his own.

After the weak willow fufeng was cast, Zishang closed his eyes and quietly realized the peak true meaning of the wind willow sword technique just now. The swaying flowers and trees around have slowly stopped with the end of the swordsmanship.

"Spring is gone, the weak willow is suspicious from the wind, and the cong orchid is like a scarf......"

"The rain dragged the wind and couldn't help it, and the whole body was weak to hang down to people. The jade fiber is folded and given away, just like the ...... in Guanyin's hand"

At this moment, Zishang successfully grasped the true intent of the Wind Willow Sword Technique, and just now he had used the Wind Willow Sword Technique of peak fire, and the seal that Yuanhua had placed on him was further weakened, and at this time he was already able to exert the strength of the early stage of the Eightfold Realm of Body Refining.

"Young master, let's go, it's time to go to the harvest celebration!"

The old voice of the senior executive's family came from outside the door, and Zishang woke up from his comprehension and replied: "Oh!

At this time, the moon has begun to rise in the sky, and night is about to fall.

On an empty, flat terrace at the junction of thousands of hectares of fertile land and residential houses, hundreds of people stood or sat waiting for the celebration to begin.

At this time, in the center of the crowd, a huge firewood pile with a height of seven feet has been piled up, and there are six three-foot good firewood stacks around it, forming a hexagonal pattern of stars holding the moon.

As soon as the first watch day arrived, Ziyun was surrounded by everyone, and simply announced the start of the harvest celebration, and threw the torch in his hand into the firewood stack. The other six stacks were also lit by six respected elders.

Some of the firewood on the top of the firewood stack was smeared with pine resin, and it was lit up at once, and suddenly the firelight illuminated the world, and everyone cheered in unison, holding hands, forming a circle around the seven bonfires, dancing for a while, and then sitting on the ground, watching the talent display of several performers.

In the whole venue, the sound of laughter was endless, and the fire shone on every face, whether immature, or old, or smiling, or focused. Every face is filled with joy and lightness.

The two bear children, Zishang and Zizhang, together with other children, set up more than a dozen barbecue grills at the edge of the venue, lit a small fire each, and roasted various chickens, ducks, fish, birds, meat and eggs. One by one, they had a lot of fun.

And the sub-axis, who has always been cold, is only responsible for eating at this time, and his speed even exceeds that of Zheng Zhuangzhuang.

Holding the charred and tempting grilled fish in one hand and the greasy chicken leg in the other, he leaned against the tree alone, "chirp, chirp" and gnawed, eating his mouth and face full of oil and ash......

The bonfire burned for more than half an hour, and the celebration was not less lively at all, and the people were still enthusiastic.

Zishang and others have already baked all the food that can be roasted with large bags and small packets, and Zi Axis has eaten the most, and he has long been unable to stand up, and the main force of eating has been changed to Zheng Zhuangzhuang.

His 100 catties of meat are not white, and under his fat body is a huge stomach, and there is naturally more food that can be contained.

Zishang was busy grilling all kinds of food, playing non-stop for a moment, until everyone was full, and then he took the last grilled fish from the shelf and enjoyed it with taste.

After a while, a half-sized fish was almost eaten, and when Zishang was sucking the fish bones, he was suddenly stunned, thought of something, and hurriedly glanced around at everyone.

"Hmm, what about Uncle and Grandpa?" Zishang frowned and wondered.

Although Yuanhua is not an old clan, his status is not as old as that of the clan, and even the same as Ziyun. Usually when he doesn't have anything particularly important, he will come to participate in this kind of event.

"Could it be that he is refining a high-grade Xuanpin elixir?" Zishang guessed, and then shook his head, "No! Uncle and grandpa helped me digest the medicinal power yesterday and gave me a seal, and the spiritual soul power and true yuan have a lot of consumption, although he should have recovered almost now, but there was no warning before?"

"Could it be...... Did he go to the Immortal Cave?"

Zishang thought back to yesterday's situation, his various anomalies, as well as some cases of "late bloomers" in the past six months, it seems that the source of all this comes from that "fairy cave".

He felt that Yuanhua probably thought the same way, and most of them went to the Immortal Cave, but why did he go at night? Or did he go during the day, and he has been checking until now......

Thinking of this, Zishang suddenly felt a palpitation and uneasiness, he didn't pay attention at first, but after a few breaths, this palpitation not only did not calm down, but became stronger and stronger.

He subconsciously looked at the moon in the sky, today is the twenty-seventh day of the lunar calendar, the moon is curved and thin, and only a faint moonlight shines down.

At this time, in Zishang's eyes, the crooked waning moon became more and more hazy and blurry, making him feel unreal, and the throbbing in his heart became more and more intense.

Inexplicably, he looked away and looked south of the village.

"There's ...... Dustpan Bay?"

Zishang felt as if something terrible was about to happen, so he thought about it for a while and decided to go and see it alone.

He made up a random excuse to leave the crowd, and quickly came to this narrow valley by the path.

Dustpan Bay, once the valley of a seasonal river, flooded many times, and 160 years ago, the upper reaches of the river were raided by other rivers and the river was diverted, and the place completely dried up.

When it first dried up, the river valley was nearly 50 zhang wide and nine zhang deep. After so many years of external erosion, the river valley has been shortened to 30 zhang wide and nearly 4 zhang deep, and the river valley is roughly V-shaped, with an inclination of 15 degrees.

Moreover, this river valley has now been divided into several sections, and this section of Shigu Village is only eighteen miles, but it is tortuous and strange.

In the middle of this river valley, there are more than 20 dwellings, which are the addresses of the Feng family, a subsidiary family of the sub-clan, and they also created an original "lantern show", which Zishang has seen twice, which is not to his taste.

They are all celebrating the harvest now, and there are no elderly people in the house, so there is silence here.

After a short while, Zishang galloped to Dustpan Bay, and he went up the last hill, and when he looked down, he was shocked!

The original dustpan bay is overgrown with grass and has many large and small stones.

But now...... The black river is traversing, the demonic energy is overflowing, and the strange water in the dark ground flows slowly. Although the darkness is bottomless, it is speculated that according to the depth of the river valley, this black river is half a zhang deep and two zhang wide.

The strange thing is that the black mist at the edge of the river is thick, and the entire river valley is shrouded in a layer of solemn, depressing, and murderous atmosphere.

What's even more terrifying is that the river is tumbling with bones, rotting corpses, and rotten wood from time to time.

Zishang stood in place, his eyes widened, and after only three breaths, he felt tightness in his chest and strong suffocation, his body shook twice, and he hurriedly turned his head, stretched out his hand to support a dead tree next to him, and barely stood still.

Rumble~

In the distance, there was a rumbling sound from the upper reaches of Dustpan Bay, although it was not very loud, but Zishang still vaguely heard it.

He looked up again, and the speed of the river began to increase, and the level of the river was rising at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

But in ten breaths, the river rose a full foot again! and it continued to rise, until the level of the Black River was only five feet away from each bank, and then it stopped.

Zishang was so frightened by this strange scene that he leaned against the dead tree, only felt that his legs trembled, and he couldn't take a step if he wanted to run.

A wide Black Water Demon River was fully unfolded, and the river was full of rotten wood, rusty metal, and occasionally the skeletons of large demon beasts, broken axles, and wheels, and so on.

Suddenly, a hand slapped on Zishang's shoulder, and a clear stream of spiritual soul power poured out of Zishang's body, and suddenly Zishang's mind perked up and returned to normal.

He turned his head to see Yuanhua with a solemn face, Yuanhua had been staring at the strange black river, and his breathing was slightly short.

Zishang opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but after hesitating for a while, he closed it again, he knew that even if he asked, Yuanhua would not know.

With the protection of Yuanhua's spiritual soul power, the killing aura could hardly affect Zishang, and he carefully looked at this sudden black river.

The water of the Black River is very black, unbelievably black, not to mention that the black is bottomless, that is, not a centimeter below the surface of the water can be seen, it is all black into a hole.

And the things in the river are extremely chaotic, rotting corpses, bones, broken pillars, monster fur, and even rotten plaques.

The black gas on the surface of the river is dense, sometimes condensed into black clouds, suspended one or two feet above the river.

"Huh, uncle, look, the river and the land are not in contact!"

Zishang pointed to the edge of the river, and if he looked closely, he would see that the grass there was still upright, and the black water there was not completely black, twenty blurred gray-black, as if looking through a frosted glass.

Yuanhua looked in the direction Zishang pointed, his pupils shrunk, his brows furrowed, and he still didn't speak.

Seeing that his uncle and grandfather still didn't say anything, Zishang lowered his head and pondered by himself.

He felt that this phenomenon was like a "mirage" recorded in ancient books. Perhaps, this black river is simply an illusion.

However, this also makes some sense. First of all, it is recorded in ancient books that the mirage is a sea monster, although there is a long mountain lake with a large area, but the mirage is also a ground-level monster, and it should not live here. And there seemed to be no sound in the mirage, but Zishang could clearly hear the sound of water a few steps away, and the muffled collision of debris in the river.

Suddenly, there was a "squeak" sound in the distance, and the two turned their heads to investigate, and their eyes widened again.

A dark, ruined battleship slowly approached, its sails withered to the point of a few strips of rags. The length of the ship is more than fifteen zhang, the width is four zhang, and there are several humanoid corpses hanging on the edge of the ship.

Out of the bow of the ship stood a corpse dressed in metal battle armor, the armor was obviously not ordinary, still shiny and glowing black, and the corpse carried a long sword in front of it, and there seemed to be ancient characters on the sword, but the black gas was thick and could not be seen clearly.

Zishang stared at the sword, his eyes gradually narrowed, and the starlight appeared under his eyes, and two tadpole-like words imprinted in Zishang's mind.

He was full of excitement, a little dazed, and suddenly Yuan Hua next to him snorted and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Zishang was shocked, hurriedly supported Yuanhua, and asked anxiously, "Uncle and grandpa, are you okay?"

Yuanhua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the dilapidated warship again, and said, "Go!

Zishang was a little puzzled and didn't want to leave, but he couldn't ignore his uncle's injury, so he could only help Yuanhua and rush back to Qingbao Pavilion......