The white bear returned to the mountain, and Yujiao hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Big brother, how is it?"

The white bear sighed: "It's exactly the same as the second one's analysis." ”

Baihu smiled and said, "Big brother, why do you sigh." ”

"Bai Yihui is gone, can you not sigh. The white bear said with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The white tiger held the white bear's shoulders with both hands and said in a straight voice: "Big brother, do you remember our dreams when we were children?"

Bai Xiong recalled that when he was a child, the three brothers and sisters said that they would lead 300,000 troops to the rivers and lakes, but they didn't expect to grow up and become the guardians of the people, and then replied: "Of course I remember." ”

The white tiger then asked, "Isn't that opportunity right in front of you?"

The white bear was puzzled and looked at the white tiger blankly.

The white tiger looked into the distance with bright eyes and said: "Big brother, this Yang Ce is not a thing in the pool, but we are not frogs at the bottom of the well, so we are temporarily succumbing here, and the six hundred white righteous troops of Baiyi Mountain are your world." ”

Bai Xiong said: "Now that Kunwu is prosperous, can he still rebel?"

Baihu shook his head and said: "Big brother's words are wrong, the king is defeated and defeated, how to talk about the rebellion, I have an intuition, Zhongzhou, it's going to be messy!"

Bai Xiong looked at the younger brother who had been silent, and now what he said was so admirable to make him feel admired as a big brother, and he was really a little relieved.

Bai Xiong retracted his emotions and said solemnly: "Okay, let's fight for this world!"

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Kunwu millennium autumn, all the way to stop and go, like the poet of the mountains and rivers of the general Youchuan three people finally out of the large Yangzhou, to the relatively small area of Xuzhou, to Xuzhou road encountered a river, surging, there is a dragon in the river, want to do to Youchuan three people, so there is a lingering shadow picture of Youchuan for a long time, so that Youchuan is a little unstable, the old monk just a finger split the turbulent river, the river was cut off from it, the three of them walked slowly from the bottom of the river, scared the evil dragon quickly away, I am afraid that the practice of the road has been clouded。

When Youchuan asked about the old monk, the old monk just said, "I'm sorry, I forgot to control my strength." ”

Youchuan hasn't spoken for about two days, and he has been cultivating hard, and Lian Lanruo has ignored it, which must have been too big a blow to Youchuan.

After Lan Ruo's tireless teasing, Youchuan finally came to life and asked the old monk: "Old monk, the southernmost is the snow field, so what is the easternmost point?"

The old monk always patiently answered all kinds of tricky questions about Youchuan and Lan Ruo, such as how he took a thousand steps, or how he scared off the real dragon with chanting, and the most excessive thing was that Youchuan actually asked the old monk what the relationship between Lan Ruo and her mother was, and was beaten so badly that Lan Ruo also beat with him.

The old monk said perfunctorily: "I haven't been there either." ”

So Youchuan said, "Then let's go and see, what do you think, Lan Ruo?"

Lan Ruo refused: "Don't go." ”

Seeing Lan Ruo's refusal, Youchuan thought of a clever trick and muttered to himself: "Hey, I also heard that there are flowers everywhere, and all kinds of butterflies are very beautiful, I can't see it." As he spoke, he glanced at Lan Ruo.

Lan Ruo was a little moved when she heard the butterfly, after all, she was still a girl, so she said loudly: "Old monk, shall we go to see the butterfly?"

The old monk replied, "It's up to you." ”

Youchuan secretly snickered, sure enough, the girl's mind was still quite easy to guess.

To the east of Xuzhou is the Yellow Sea, which is so big that Youchuan doesn't want to go, but Lan Ruo insisted, so the three of them embarked on the road of sailing.

The magnificent scene of crossing the Yellow Sea with a bamboo raft must be recorded in history, the old monk stood quietly on the bow of the boat, like a sail, motionless, and the bamboo raft did not need to row to the ethereal territory in the east on its own, Youchuan and Lan Ruo climbed on the bamboo raft and looked at all kinds of small creatures in the sea, and occasionally there were behemoths passing by.

At night, the Yellow Sea was surprisingly quiet, except for the occasional sound of waves and the fluttering of small fish jumping out of the water, and then the sound of discussion between Youchuan and Lan Ruo.

Tonight's bright moon is surprisingly round, reflected in the Yellow Sea, as if it fell inside, You Chuan looked at the full moon that had been chasing the bamboo raft in the water and actually stretched out his hand to fish it out, Lan Ruo didn't even smile on the side, stared at the full moon seriously, and muttered to himself: "It would be nice if the moon was bigger." ”

The moon on the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is the sweetheart, so such a beautiful comment is really a bit appropriate.

The meditative old monk naturally heard Lan Ruo's whispering, and said loudly: "Little Lan Ruo, do you want to see the big moon?"

Lan Ruo nodded back like pounding garlic: "Yes, but the moon won't be any closer to me." ”

The old monk laughed and said, "How can't you!"

At the same time as the old monk said this, the golden body behind him was stacked on top of each other, his hands were folded, and he actually dragged the full moon hanging at the very high place of the Zhongzhou canopy down to the world.

Almost the entire Zhongzhou was in a panic, and cultivators everywhere felt the oppressive force, and it was difficult to breathe, and they were all worried that the slowly falling full moon seemed to really fall into the world.

The old monk said with a smile: "Lan Ruo, is it big enough?"

Lan Ruo was frightened by the old monk's methods, and hurriedly said, "Enough is enough, don't really drag the moon down." ”

The old monk smiled and said, "Amitabha." ”

Then the bright moon that was dragged down returned to its original position, still shining brightly on the night sky.

Youchuan shouted: "Old monk, how powerful are you?"

The old monk did not answer the question, I am afraid that only the heavenly immortals can answer this question, and no one in this world can answer this question at present.

The tide rises on the surface of the Yellow Sea for no reason, some of which reach more than 10 meters high, but when rushing to the bamboo raft, they naturally take a detour, and they don't know what they are afraid of.

The old monk, who had been silent for a long time, pointed to the wave of tens of meters and said: "Youchuan, you shouldn't have practiced swords for a long time, you see that this wave doesn't look like a sword move!"

Youchuan understands the Kun chakra, naturally not so stupid, vaguely understands the meaning of the old monk, and rushes to the tide on the old tree roots, with the water potential to rise the sword momentum, at first it was also beaten by the wave many times, after being rescued by the old monk many times, more and more proficient, and in the end it has been able to walk with the waves, the sword potential and the water potential combined, only to see Youchuan shouted: "Jian Er, go!" was pointed out by Youchuan Jianfeng dozens of meters away from the sea area was drawn a crack, after a long time slowly closed, Youchuan stepped back on the bamboo raft a few steps.

The old monk let out an inexplicable "um", not knowing what his intentions were.

Youchuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly showed off to Lan Ruo: "Hehe, Lan Ruo, I'm amazing." ”

Lan Ruo replied: "Amazing, you can chop more firewood." ”

Youchuan was excited to get Lan Ruo's approval, and stabbed the small fish swimming in the sea with a sword, and let the old monk roast it softly and hard, and fed Lan Ruo to his heart's content.

"End of this chapter"