The shadow of the book "Medical Codex" carries the height of the book mountain, showing ten thousand green mountains on the left bank, and the big book of the two characters of the book mountain is on the mountainside. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

On the other side, the merit monument that has just fallen carries the weight of medical virtue, and Degao is ten thousand mountains, and Deshan stands majestically on the right bank.

Evergreen, evergreen, evergreen, two green mountains, across the bank.

He also said: "The hearts of the green mountains are connected, the heart is wide and the road is wide, and the heart is close to the mountains." Yueping said: I am always torn apart by stubborn rocks, always narrowed by mountains, often muddy by muddy water, often noisy by gossip, I am a river that never stops day and night, and I am a tearful ...... The green mountains on both sides of the strait are opposite each other -- the high mountains on the shore are narrowed!

After the two banks were already being recycled, the two mountains that Master Fu Shou Gao could control drove the riverbank closer to each other, and the river surface was squeezed narrower and narrower.

The wind, sword, rain, and swordfish scales on the river surface were strongly squeezed and cracked, the water level of the flow of time rose, and the plane covered with swordfish scales in three-dimensional space was seriously deformed, dilapidated, and buried.

They can't stop the time water of the four-dimensional space, no matter how much, no matter how long and wide, after all, they are all submerged under the flow of time, and the two high mountains are squeezed until the foot of the mountain is connected, and the two mountains are docked to form a metaphor of the word 'out' before stopping.

Ten thousand high mountains, not only to squeeze the ten-mile section of the river, this section of the river, now seems to be hanging on the two mountainsides to flow, much higher than the water level of its upstream and downstream.

Fortunately, this is the flow of time, even if they have to climb higher, they will never turn back, do not change their direction, and do not change their speed.

It is precisely by taking advantage of the characteristics of the flow of time that the narrowing technique of the high mountains on the shore has been successful.

Now on the surface of the river, the scales of the swordfish are gone, and they have been submerged deeply.

Twenty-four golden crows, pulling bamboo rows, set off again.

The waterway is much more difficult to walk and quite steep.

Master Fu Shou Gao manifested a phantom on the bamboo row, protecting the old man's weak phantom behind him.

Fortunately, it was Jin Crow who contributed, although it was slow and difficult, and finally ruled out that danger.

The bamboo raft safely crossed this section of the river with an astonishing drop of tens of miles and entered a gentle section.

Master Fu Hand Gao's face turned cold, and he decided that he still wanted to give those long-tongued bats a long memory.

He doesn't have to be evil, he just needs to harvest the two mountains in a hurry.

At this time, Yueping happened to be talking to my brother Yuelong, who was competing with the little white-faced fish on the top platform of the Wanzhang Information Pillar, and said, 'Take it when you see it'.

Master Fu Shou Gao didn't need to be said by others, and immediately stopped. He pointed and hooked again and again, and then took away the merit tablet and the "Medical Codex".

The heart must go with Deshan and Shushan, so as not to be frivolous.

Suddenly lost the grip of the two mountains, the flow of time is fine, they do not change the speed and direction of the flow, and have little impact on the long-tongued bats that gather on the night bat beach, but the wind and rain swords and fish scales are different, they are three-dimensional space things, pouring down from thousands of miles high, each sword is more powerful than the warrior, not to mention as many as ten miles.

The power that is not weaker than the forbidden spell is like a monstrous flood that covers the night bat beach, and it is constantly slaughtered.

The consequences are terrible, and even if a small number of long-tongued bats are not killed, it is a kind of sin to live, because their tongues are entangled with each other, which is more messy than clutter, and it is difficult to explain.

Even if you want to, you can't cut it, because that's their lifeblood, and cutting their tongues is equivalent to killing themselves.

This is the effect of 'stirring up their tongues for nine days', and their long tongues will not be able to come out and stir up the wind and rain for nine days.

This is also the famous 'Messing with Tongues' incident, which has their own hype, and the name of this incident can be ranked alongside the 'Kinmen Incident', collectively known as the 'Golden Tongue' incident.

The way back is more difficult than all the masters imagined, and there is rarely a smooth sailing section of the river.

There is a big trumpet called the powerful master of the hearted man, and the powerful master of the heart moves his strength to block him along the way, and the master of the Fu hand Gao protects the old man and fights almost all the way.

finally broke into the sweet and sour scenic spot, and things were big.

This area is also known as the red-orange-yellow-green fashion area, with beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery, which is the simulacrum of Guilin's landscape.

Soon after entering the area, they saw an unbelievable scene, a tall man, ten thousand feet tall, stepping on the top of the mountain, walking from the mountains.

He was bare-handed, with a grassland tied around his waist, a plateau on his head, two plains tied as slippers, and a large lake to drink while walking. Looking at his appearance, Yu Le's tears are a little familiar, vaguely like an enlarged version of Wang Dahan more than 10,000 times.

This is the real big man, there are many people in the house, but no one would ever think that a human body can be so exaggerated.

Even Master Fu Shou Gao has used this non-timely and forward-looking Great Pupil Observation Technique many times, and this is the first time he has seen it.

Such a character, fortunately, is not breaking into the real world, but I don't know why he broke into the world of the big pupil.

He passed by here, saw that the scenery was good, paused, stretched out his empty right hand, and the red, orange, yellow, and green colors within a radius of hundreds of miles left his carrier one after another, surging towards his fingers like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, he condensed into a four-color flower.

He looked at it, and was quite satisfied, and thrust into a barren mountain above him, and the mountain was immediately full of four-colored flowers.

But this still vast sweet and sour scenic spot has become a black and white world, with only a line of day and night rivers left, and the previous color has not changed.

The master said, "Wow!", but fortunately it was not as loud as thunder.

His voice was deep and gentle, full of more curiosity than the tears of a fish.

His right hand stretched out, and with a few fingers, he lifted the day and night river away from the riverbed!

He sniffed, the flow of time is endless, and he doesn't know the essentials. He took another sip and drank the amount of a tofu weir, which was of course tasteless.

But what he tasted didn't seem to be the taste, maybe he felt it too thick, and the big lake in his left hand tilted, adding a hundred tofu weirs of water, and after blending, he drank three sips in a row.

His face was expressionless, his right hand reached into the day and night river, grabbed a large handful, and spread it out in his hand to see that it was nothing more than some river sand and pebbles.

He casually wiped it on the mountain peak beside him, and the mountain peak was so covered that even the canopy of the big tree could not emerge, which showed the amount of sand and gravel he had.

He grabbed three handfuls in a row and smeared all the sand and gravel on the mountain, making the mountain more than thirty feet high. The day and night river he placed on his lap immediately became much deeper, so he thought that the water was not deep enough?

He brought the River of Day and Night to his mouth again, and drank violently, and lost half of the River of Day and Night.

He raised his head, snorted again, and said a few words: "Oh, where is the oolong soul?"