Going down the river, the waterway is much faster than the land route, and within more than ten days, it will arrive at Huguang Kuizhou. Yang Fan and a few people got off the boat, and they encountered a large wave of Huguang troops coming up for interrogation.

"Where are you guys from?" An official has a knife pinned to his waist, and interrogates the merchants and boat passengers who have just gotten off the clothes, just to get some oil and water and ask for a living. Such gray income is very common.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "This official, dare to ask what happened to Kuizhou?" He handed him a tael of broken silver and gave him the bearded soldier.

The rat's eyes weighed the silver, and the corners of his mouth smiled, he didn't expect such a good thing to happen, coughed his throat, and said, "You just arrived in Kuizhou." Now there are a lot of rebels in Huguang, and we are afraid that those rogues will infiltrate Kuizhou, so we have strengthened patrols, fearing that those rogue bandits will sneak into the border. ”

"Then I don't know how the battle is going in the direction of Huguang?"

The soldier put the silver in his hand into his bosom and said, "For the sake of the silver, I will tell you." This Huguang army, although Lu Xiangsheng's overseer army is still on the way back this time, it is surprisingly calm, as if he knew it for a long time, the territory has been cleaned up a few years ago, and a joint defense checkpoint has been built. This menacing rebel army was deflated only in Erlong Mountain, and it couldn't be attacked for three days, and in the end it lost a lot of men and horses. ”

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the battle would not last until Kuizhou, and Qin Liangyu's white pole soldiers had already rushed to Huguang to help, "Oh, then thank you to the soldier." He arched his hand and smiled, saw the three people who were still unloading things at the dock, and said, "No need to unload, get on the boat, get on the boat, and rush directly to Jingzhou." ”

"Huh?"

Yang Fan slammed Luo Yifei's head, "Ahhhh Get back on board. ”

After docking for a while, the boat left again and headed down the river. The flowing water is not rotten, the water of the Yangtze River, there are almost no interruptions, from Kuizhou to Jingzhou, the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

Aboard. The old farmer put his hands in his sleeves, squinted his eyes, looked at Yang Fan, and said, "How is the injury?" ”

"I can't die." Yang Fan threw the old farmer's words back again. A jar of good wine, just bought from the merchant, was drunk by Yang Fan for most of it, and handed it to the book at the end of summer.

The old farmer took a few sips and said, "All the good wine is wasted for you like this." I saw it that night. ”

"What do you see?"

"Your please, God."

Yang Fan took the embroidered spring knife in his hand horizontally and took it into his arms. Smiled: "Did I please?" ”

The old farmer smiled and said, "It's uninvited." You've got it. He took out a needle from his bosom and muttered in his mouth, and in an instant, the waves in the river seemed to be a little bigger, and the silver in the old peasant's hand trembled, and lit up with a blazing light.

"Go!"

The silver needle snatched out and escaped into the river. The old farmer looked indifferent. After half a sound, the surface of the river rippled. A river fish weighing five or six pounds jumped onto the big boat, fluttered on the deck a few times, and then reached the hands of the old farmer. At the end of summer, the two fingers of the book went deep into the abdomen, and the blood of the fish slowly flowed down. The smell of blood penetrated into Yang Fan's nasal cavity, and it was a little unpleasant.

"See. No matter what I ask God to do, I have to rely on objects to rely on. You've also seen how Bu Laodao invited God, right? ”

Yang Fan nodded. At the beginning of Beiwudang, whether it was Bu Laodao who used the Heavenly Master's Order to invite God, or Zhao Qingniu who used the bronze statue of Emperor Zhenwu to invite God, they all relied on a medium and connected with a certain force. Yang Fan didn't dare to say that this kind of power was a god. It can only be explained by some kind of power that exists between heaven and earth.

"Do you remember the uninvited gods behind you that night?"

"What? Any questions? ”

The old farmer threw the fish to the man who had just come to the boat, asked him to cook a pot of fish soup, and promised to give him the head and tail, and the man laughed and walked away. "Of course there is a problem. You know what I mean, your uninvited God, who didn't come through what I'm talking about? ”

"And then?" Yang Fan didn't understand what the old farmer was going to say.

At the end of the summer, Shu put away the silver needle and said, "The highest level of inviting gods, I guess, is to use one's own body to build a connection with heaven and earth without the help of objects, and then come to invite huge gods." Just like the three Dharma Phases that you came uninvited that night, you were able to make such a back of the Acquired Realm almost kill the Ziyang Dao people in the Innate Middle Realm. ”

"But in the end, it's not the three laws that enter the knife before I can break through the old dantian?"

The old farmer smacked his lips and said, "That's because your strength is too weak to establish a connection with those three Faxiang, so you can only attach the Faxiang to the Dead Thing Knife." It's like a jar of good wine, for a person who can't drink, it's a kind of waste, anyway, whatever wine you drink, you will get drunk in one gulp. ”

"What does the senior want me to do?"

"I want to give it a try, so please help me check it, after all, it seems that only you have done such a thing without borrowing objects to invite God." A hint of determination flashed in Summer's eyes, as if he had decided to do this.

"I'm inexperienced," Yang Fan said speechlessly. If he is allowed to check such a thing, how can he know how the Fa phase in his body escaped. The old farmer said: "I'll give it a try, you just look at it." You're the only one who can help here. Others, I don't trust either. ”

"You're looking for Bu Laodao. This is no joke. "With such a risky move, there is no reason why the book at the end of summer should not find a helper. According to Yang Fan's thinking, it is the most appropriate thing to find Bu Lao Dao to protect the Dharma, why take this risk in such an unfamiliar place.

The old farmer picked up Yang Fan and said with a smile: "Do you really know your master very well?" ”

"It's just sloppy." Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, if he really wanted to tell him what kind of person Bu Laodao was, Yang Fan really couldn't say why. I only know that he is an old immortal Taoist priest who is unreliable and often elusive, and I really don't know the others.

The boat dropped anchor in the slow water, the Yangtze River waterway is narrow in some places, many reefs, generally when it is dark, the boatman will find a familiar waterway out of the anchor to stay temporarily, so as not to have tentacles, the ship is destroyed and people die. There are a lot of ships in the Yangtze River every year, and some inexperienced helmsmen often are in a hurry, and they don't know how to sail, and only a skilled helmsman can control the boat.

Looking at the moon in the breeze, the old farmer tapped on the surface of the river and sneered: "I haven't seen him for thirty years, what kind of person he is, I don't know." The older people are, the more refined they are, and there are very few clean and good people, and there are no outright bad people, so respect each other. This is the attitude of the late summer book towards the long growth of business. (To be continued......)