Jiangnan, the scenery is old!

In winter, at noon, the winter sun is earth, and the grass and trees are withered and yellow.

There was a plain and the earth everywhere, but the color of the earth was like the withered yellow of autumn.

In the fertile fields, only the remnants, yellowed seedlings swayed in the west wind.

A small village, in front of the village flows a tumbling river, 100 meters wide, mighty.

This is the famous river of Kyushu, the Yangtze River.

The river in winter is as calm as the shyness of a virgin.

Reflecting the good sunshine, at a glance, sparkling, relaxed.

It is said that during the Song Dynasty, there was a evil dragon in the river, with black scales and four claws, and the dragon's body was hundreds of meters long, which could manipulate the river. At that time, the evil dragons in the river were in chaos, floods were rampant, and the people along the river were killed and injured countless times. Later, the evil dragon asked the county government along the river to send 500 boys and girls on this day every year......... On this day, a goddess descended from the sky, named Zixiao Niangniang, to slay the evil dragon..."

On this day, Jingjiang Village, an ancestral hall under the riverside embankment, set up a table banquet, the table was covered with red paper, and hundreds of villagers sat along the table.

In the ancestral hall, there is a clay sculpture of a woman sitting in a red and yellow dress, wearing a purple crown, called Zixiao Niangniang, which is the statue of the god enshrined in the temple along the river.

This day is the day of the legendary Zixiao Niangniang, who slays the evil dragon and saves the people.

Every year on this day, the villagers organize people to invite out the clay statues of the gods, parade around the door of each house in the village, and each family puts a big red firecracker at the door, and then gives some incense money to pray for protection.

It is an annual blessing event in the village in winter.

At the main entrance of the ancestral hall, there is an old man, with a wooden hall and a long table, who is telling the legend of "Zixiao Niangniang Nine Days and Descending to Kill the Evil Dragon" that has been said countless times and is like a stream.

The children in the village listened to their hearts and listened attentively, and the adults who had heard it from childhood also cooperated and were sincere, so that they could be blessed.

"But I said, Zixiao Niangniang fell from the sky, and the sky fell with colorful glow, which was very beautiful...."

The old man who was telling the story said, his mouth was dry, he picked up the teacup on the table, his head was slightly raised, his eyes were stunned, and then he suddenly widened, and the boss opened wide.

It's like seeing something terrible, and I don't know that the tea is spilled on the table.

The villagers all looked at it, and when they saw the old man's stunned appearance, they all raised their heads, turned sideways, and looked in the direction of the sky.

Then there was an uproar of "oh"!

I saw that in the clear blue sky, a red light fell from the sky like a meteor.

Then, it fell straight into the river hundreds of meters away.

"Boom"

There was a booming explosion, rolling up a white wave of water more than ten meters high.

"What's that?"

The villagers were shocked, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Come on, Zixiao Niangniang has appeared. ”

The old man in the village shouted or muttered, and his trembling body hurriedly bowed down, chanting words like "Niang Niang bless" in his mouth.

And those younger guys, some of them were bold, and they ran towards the river, too curious to find out.

Just when the villagers were in chaos in the ancestral temple, somewhere on the riverside beach.

Brother and sister Jiang Xiaobai appeared there.

"Brother, you scared the fawn, why do you love to play more than the fawn. ”

The little girl pursed her small mouth, stared at her brother Jiang Xiaobai with big eyes, and then leaned down, pointed her little finger, and said angrily:

"You see, the rhubarb is dizzy, and I can't stand on my feet. ”

On the river beach, the rhubarb stood with four paws, just like drunk, his paws trembled, and his body swayed from side to side.

Jiang Xiaobai faced the little girl's "anger", rarely showed an embarrassed smile and touched his nose.

When the villagers saw the red light falling from the sky, it was naturally Jiang Xiaobai's movement.

He crossed the sky in the flesh, took the fawn and rhubarb to walk around the world, and looked at the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River and the landforms.

In the past few days, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly had a strange idea, in the ancient scrolls, it was common to hear that the immortals were strangers, flying with swords, and the sword came and went freely.

As a result, his mind opened up again, and he thought of a position that he had been neglecting in his cultivation.

After entering the innate nature, the true qi is released and can take things in the air, that is, the true qi wraps the object and moves it to the position you want.

But it seems that it always comes and goes, and I haven't tried how coherent it is.

After Jiang Xiaobai suddenly realized this, he tried it, only to find that what he took for granted was something simple, but it was unexpectedly difficult.

He tried to wrap a stone, controlled it with his true qi, guided it by his divine thoughts, and then hit it out. When the stone flew to the position he had set, he tried to retract it.

But this seemingly simple process of coming and going requires a very subtle control of the use of true qi and strength.

Sometimes, the force is too strong, the stone suddenly fights back, it is easy to take off the control, sometimes the force is too soft, the flight arc of the stone is offset, and it is still not possible to follow your own mastery and do as you like.

Seeing the subtle knowledge, this seems to be a random and insignificant little thing, but it has a way that cannot be underestimated!

Seeing the big from the small, Jiang Xiaobai's heart was like a passage door, and he had been practicing the power and subtlety of true qi control in the past few days.

From a small pebble to the flight of Edgeworth, he has been practicing.

It's just that true qi control is not an overnight effort, although the idea is cleared and there is progress, but to do whatever you want, you still need to practice for a long time.

No, he fell from the sky, and Edgeworth fell into the river with a fawn and rhubarb, and the noise was evidence that he still needed to make great progress.

However, Jiang Xiaobai is very happy.

"Let's go, slowly, rhubarb, come in the basket. ”

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the rhubarb with amusement and put it into the basket behind him.

"Hmph, my brother is embarrassed to laugh. ”

The fawn snorted, folded his hands sideways, and looked to the side.

..........

By the river, a group of villagers looked at the river where the red light had just fallen, and they exchanged heads and talked about it.

"What did you find?"

"There's no movement, red light is falling from the sky, it can't be a bad omen. ”

"Fuck your mother's ....."

When the villagers looked at it in shock, two people and a dog slowly appeared on another road by the river.

A young man, a loli, and a dog gradually disappeared into the distance.

...............

Jiangshu is a provincial capital in central Kyushu.

The descendants of the Guigu family, the Wang family, camped in this place and made a career in the world.

However, since last night, the Wang family has been in chaos.

Wang Dao, the old man who was the backbone of the Wang family, was killed by the rebels and his disciples Sun Xing's descendants, and only Queen Sun Lingxiang escaped.

To make matters worse, news came out from the cultivation world that his Wang family had discovered the tomb of the patriarch, which contained the legendary heavenly book that could know the secret of immortality.

This news is a tornado of devastating nature for the Wang family.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty!

(Thank you for the rewards of the four book friends who have no way in the ancient city today, day by day, vegetable dogs, saliva soaked rice, and the evening breeze blowing through the night sky, as well as the support of all voting friends, thank you!)