Mei'er looked at the old scholar in surprise, but saw him take the hand of the girl next to him, and said: "Good granddaughter, let's go, there are these two people here today, even if there is a great opportunity, my grandfather and grandson don't have to go." ”

After that, Zhao Zihan and Yan Mei'er bowed slightly, took the girl, and Shi Shiran went in the opposite direction and went to the east.

Yan Mei'er didn't know, even though she and Zhao Zihan hid their qi, it was naturally difficult to detect it from a distance, but if they looked closely, the weather was still unusual, even if ordinary people in the rivers and lakes couldn't see it, how could Li Buyi's eyesight not be noticed?

He had secretly noticed that these two people were so young, but they were full of weather, so he still had to guess where they came from? As for whether he knew anything else, things in this world were impermanent, it was difficult to say.

Li Buyi's words, Yan Mei'er and Zhao Zihan were both surprised, but they couldn't move, and said in their hearts: This old man's purple aura is faint, strong and unspeakable, it seems that he has surpassed the realm of ordinary martial artists, but it should not be underestimated.

It's just that he eats by watching each other, and it is his old profession to observe words and looks, and it is unknown to be here today to confuse the two of them with a little money.

Seeing that he had led the girl away, the two of them felt a little strange in their hearts, but they had no time to think about it at the moment, so they beat their horses and headed south, following the group of people in front of them.

When you turn into the mountain road, you will see a clear stream, flowing down the winding mountain road, the veins of the stream, the green mountains and shrubs on both sides, although the leaves are all over the place, but the thatched shrubs all over the mountains and fields rise and fall in the slight autumn wind, the Xiao Xiao fallen trees have a unique scenery, and the autumn colors are also very pleasant.

Mei'er is about to be in the north for a long time, rarely see such a beautiful autumn scenery, suddenly feel excited, excited, a moment of smiling like a flower, the eyes of the rippling, is people than flowers.

Zhao Zihan saw it at a glance and secretly exclaimed, "Death!"

I thought to myself: Today's autumn sun is shining, this girl Huaiqiu is already so good-looking, if Huaichun is pregnant, then it will be worth it?

I couldn't help but peep at it again, only to feel that my eyes were like mountains towering, ravines were deep, and like a vast grassland, with overgrown water and weeds.

The two rode their horses slowly, and there were constantly voices behind them, and the people who came here were also endless, traveling for seven or eight miles, under the green mountains and cliffs in the distance, there was a neat courtyard, the room was starry, amazingly large, covering an area of about ten acres.

There is a huge pond in front of the village, a pool of clear water, the willows on the embankment are still clinging, and the fine leaves are like cutting, and the embankment is green...... What's even more strange is that on the side of the pond near the villa, there are peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which are blooming, and there are seven or eight black ducks, lazily playing in the pond.

It's late autumn, but here it looks like a spring scene in the south of the Yangtze River!

The two of them were taken aback, knowing that there must be something strange in this place, and they couldn't help but be secretly on guard.

Zhao Zihan winked at Mei'er a few times like a mouse, and pretended to be relaxed: "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the owner of this small cattle pen village in the remote mountains turned out to be a local tyrant!"

Mei'er replied intentionally or unintentionally: "The local tyrant holds a family banquet, and there should be a celebrity to host it, I don't know who is here today?"

Zhao Zihan said with a smile: "The others are not worth mentioning, but a famous person surnamed Zhao and an uninvited guest surnamed Yan unexpectedly arrived at the scene, but it made this place shine all its life!"

"Where is just Peng Bi Shenghui? This Niulanzhuang will be famous all over the world because of the arrival of two great martial arts heroes in the world. Mei'er also teased, and both of them laughed "haha".

Zhuangkou

Zhuang Ding, who stood several to welcome guests, saw two teenagers, one like a flower and the other like a jade, riding a rare high-headed horse in the remote corner of Nanyang, smiling as if no one was around, completely different from other high-rollers in the rivers and lakes or arrogant, or cautious.

I don't know which one of the big factions of the rivers and lakes or even the young apprentices of the Xianmen is so atmospheric! Hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, leading the horse and holding the stirrups, which seemed very polite.

Zhao Zihan and Mei'er were secretly discolored! It turned out that looking at these Zhuang Ding one by one, they were light and light, as if they did not eat the grains of the world, and the two of them invariably let go of a little spiritual sense and quietly explored: there is no telekinesis, no innate qi, no acquired qi, no qi!

However, the spiritual consciousness of the two is like reaching into the vast sea, which is bottomless, and it is like reaching into the starry sky, which is far away.

This is strange! Even if there is no innate or acquired innocence, how can a living person not be angry? The two of them looked at these Zhuang Ding as if they had nothing to do, as if they had not noticed anything, and they were full of suspicion.

Mei'er couldn't help but quietly took Zhao Zihan's hand, the two looked at each other for a moment, their hearts were surprised, and it was not easy to ask each other, so they held hands and walked towards the village.

When they entered the village gate, the two of them were even more surprised: it turned out that there was a pond in this village, which was almost exactly the same as the pond outside, and the embankment was also dependent on the willows, the thin leaves were like cuts, and the breeze was blowing, which was in response to a scene: the spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River!

On the side of the courtyard wall near the village, the peach blossoms outside the bamboo, dark red and light purple, just like: the peach blossoms are blooming in a cluster without an owner, and the lovely crimson loves light red?

Seven or eight black ducks, lazily floating above the water.

Such a scenery looks clear: three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

How can it not be shocking that these two ponds are like in a mirror, outside a mirror, or copied out, and present such an anti-seasonal vision?

Although the two of them were shocked in their hearts, they tried their best to pretend not to move, and they could hear the voices of the people in the village, and they looked at it smoothly, only to see that on the side of the pond, there was a huge square, and on the west side of the square, there was a high platform, just like the tall stage of the west city of Baicheng.

On the high platform, there is a stone frame made of granite several feet wide, and on the edge of the high platform stands a circle of family members wearing black shorts and trousers, wearing red turbans, separating the dense high-rollers in the square.

On both sides of the high platform, there is a wide passage that can accommodate about ten people at the same time, all of which are pillars of huge granite, and the pattern is thick and exquisite.

On the edge of the square, there is a tall screen on each side of the southeast, north and south, and the screen is full of people.

Some people pointed at the screen, while others looked at it as if they were reading aloud, but the sound of reading was muffled by the boiling noise in the square, and it was inaudible.

Zhao Zihan took Mei'er's little hand, and the two looked at the crowd in the square for a moment, and slowly leaned towards a screen.

There are too many people! It seems that it is difficult to get close to the screen to see clearly in a short time.

In desperation, the two had no choice but to perform the secret method of the Xianmen, the two of them had a strange experience, once they rose, and they had not had time to practice too much, but they had more ways to see the words on this screen.

On this screen, the origin of the river map is written.

According to ancient legends, in ancient times, there was Feng Yi, a Huayin person, who dreamed of immortality, and fed on daffodil dew, not suffering from grains, and after eating daffodil dew eight stones (Dan), he got some immortal methods.

I swam the river to pick flower dew, but I drowned when I crossed the Blue River.

The Emperor of Heaven thought that Feng Yi already had immortal energy, and he shouldn't be damned so simple and sloppy, bad

The reputation of the immortal family was sealed, and Feng Yi was named the river uncle, in charge of the water affairs of the Blue River.

Feng Yi was overjoyed and boasted to the land of the mountain gods: This blue river is really big! Have you ever seen a water area bigger than this?

The mountain gods and the land all snickered, Feng Yi was dissatisfied, and asked the day: Why are you snickering? The little gods replied: Jun and go east, at the end of the blue river, there is the North Sea, which is bottomless and wide.

Feng Yi didn't believe it, thinking that the mountain god had deceived him, so he made noise all the way to the east, and the water was stormy, causing the embankments on both sides of the Blue River to collapse and flood.

Since then, the Blue River has always been flooded, and it has been repeated for generations, in order to please Hebo and ask for peace, I don't know how many wives he has married to Hebo, but to no avail.

Feng Yi arrived at the end of the Blue River, and really saw that the ocean here was vast and boundless, and the blue water was endless.

Nai was shocked, and said to Beihai Longjun: I thought that the Blue River was already very big, and you are really big here!

This is the origin of the term "looking at the ocean and sighing".

The Emperor of Heaven saw that Feng Yi had made a mess of the Blue River, and he was not happy, but Feng Yi personally raised it, and he didn't want to punish him heavily, so he punished him for doing good deeds to remedy it, and ordered him to survey the mountains and rivers in Yingzhou and make a river map to benefit the world.

Feng Yixi to the extreme west of Kunlun, across the Xisha Ocean in the south, and the desert of the Hannan River in the north, the river map is completed.

It is rumored that since then, "Feng Yi sings and dances in the mountains, and prefers the sound of long live all the way".

Zhao Zihan and Yan Mei'er looked at the explanation on the screen, and were immediately a little disappointed, and said in their hearts: In today's era, few people don't know that the so-called Emperor of Heaven is just an ethereal legend, in fact, it doesn't exist at all, so Feng Yi won't talk about it.

Besides, let's not pull the flag and gather righteousness, delusionally want the king to dominate the industry, dominate the country, and be called long live by the mountains, or according to the map, look for treasures, and be a safe rich man for thousands of generations.

Think now, the country and the land are about to sink, full of devastation, under the disaster of demons, the land of the four seas, the coast of the land, there is no way to avoid it, don't say what kind of hegemony, and where can you seek wealth and peace?

The two looked at each other, and they couldn't help but be a little interested.

At this time, there was an uproar in the square, and it turned out that some people were proud of their high skills, and when they saw that it was almost noon, and the appointed time was approaching, they jumped on the dense crowd of people, and wanted to occupy a position near the front of the high platform.

As a result, hundreds of meters in front of the high platform suddenly receded, and dozens of people were already there ping-pong.

Mei'er was overjoyed and said: "Hanhan, the martial arts masters mentioned in the book are about to start cutting each other, it's enjoyable, it's enjoyable!"

Zhao Zihan secretly stuck out his tongue when he heard this, and suddenly became vigilant, frowning: Mei'er looks delicate, gentle and lovely, but when did she become so violent?

If she is like this, how can she marry in the future?

There were about seventeen or eighteen people in front of this high platform, and they were in a ball, and almost all the eighteen weapons were complete.

The family on the edge of the high platform all watched from the wall, without any intention of obstruction, Yan Meier shouted and clapped her hands.

After a short time, some people were kicked and slashed, rolling out several feet away. There are also some people who see that the situation is not good, and use their best light skills to withdraw from the sidelines. Rolling, climbing, flying, fists, feet, sticks, swords intersecting, the scene is beautiful.

After a few breaths, the sidelines rolled to the ground, and there were only three people left in the field, a woman as beautiful as a fairy, a middle-aged scholar dressed as a scribe, and a big man wearing a square scarf and a brocade robe.