Xia Mang dragged the huge white fox corpse with one hand and walked towards the source of the Modu River.

It was really strange to be able to "invite" that magic shadow this time, which made Xia Mang muttered in his heart, with some doubts and speculations, and planned to go back and take a look and find out.

He felt that the "Demon Shadow" was very unusual, and it seemed to be hiding another mystery, as well as the desperate and vast "Demon" he saw at the source of the Demon Crossing River, under the earth's eye sinkhole, and the majestic meaning of unyielding to the sky...... Is it true or false, or is it just a fantasy?

A mysterious demon is reflected in his heart, is it a reflection of his own heart, or is it really suppressing a terrifying god and demon under the sinkhole of the earth's eye?

Invite the devil, please the devil, is it really a big demon, or is it "invited" to the true self that is suppressed in the depths of the soul?

He had to figure it out that it was about his practice.

The Long River of Demon Crossing was close at hand, but Xia Mang suddenly stopped his figure and squinted at it.

Because, at this moment, on the Modu River, there is a flat boat going against the current, and there is a gray-haired old man squatting on the boat, wearing a shabby coat, he holds a fishing rod in his hand, the black silk thread hangs down, submerged in the water, and flutters slightly with the current waves.

He's fishing.

An old man fishing in a lonely boat.

Magic River, Lonely Boat, Countercurrent, Fishing for the Old Man...... It's a grotesque sight.

Fishing is not rare, and fishing for the old man is even more rare, but fishing in this long river of Modu is not common, not to mention that he still takes a lonely boat and fishes in the opposite direction.

Fishing against the current is unheard of.

Xia Mang dragged the corpse of the white fox to the bank of the river, he squinted and looked at it for a moment, and suddenly said, "Old man, can there be a fish on the bait?"

Such a strange way of fishing, there is a ghost if there are fish on the hook, Xia Mang is just talking about it.

"The old man isn't fishing. The old man didn't lift his head, and kept concentrating on the hook.

Xia Mang was stunned and said curiously: "The old man is fishing in a lonely boat, how can you say that it is not fishing?"

"I'm fishing Peng. The old man replied.

"Fishing Peng?" Xia Mang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly said, "It turns out that the old man is fishing for kun." ”

Dapeng spreads its wings and shakes, covering the clouds of the sky, three thousand miles of howling, it is a sacred bird, and it turns into a fish, and its name is Kun.

The size of the kun can be turned into Peng, and Peng enters the water, that is, Kun.

This old man in a lonely boat is in the long river of Modu, so naturally he can't catch Dapeng, but he is fishing in a lonely boat, and he says that he is fishing Peng, so he can only be fishing for Kun.

Fishing for Kunpeng!

Xia Mang's eyes suddenly brightened, but he disappeared suddenly.

The old man finally raised his head and glanced at Xia Mang, but he quickly lowered his head, staring at the dark fishing line, and was silent, but the flat boat under him slowed down, gradually stopped, and no longer went against the current.

In this way, the boat hovered in the long river of Modu.

"Lonely Boat Fishing Kunren ......"

Xia Mang threw down the corpse of the white fox, came to the bank of the Modu River, looked at the old man, and then looked at the fishing rod and fishing line, and asked, "Has the old man ever caught a demon kun?"

The long river of magic is a real magic river, only cross the devil, not cross the immortals, even if the big Buddha has sat here for a hundred years to preach Zen, and a hundred years to build a "floating slaughter", it can only suppress its demonic nature, can not really erase.

This is still a real magic river.

The creatures in the Modu River are all infected with demons, and they can be called monsters, and if there is really a big kun in this river, it can only be a demon kun.

"The old man heard that there was a nest of small kun in this river, and he had lived for hundreds of years, so he came to try his luck, and if he was lucky, he might be able to catch a Shenpeng. The old man in the big hat smiled and said: "Fishing for Peng in a lonely boat, the one who wishes to take the bait." ”

"Shenpeng?" Xia Mang raised his eyebrows and said, "Can a divine bird fly out of this devil's nest?"

"In the devil's den, must it be a devil? I can't see it. The old man shook his head, "Out of the mud but not demons, there are green lotus, and when you return from the devil's cave, you can also wash away the filth, the dust is not clean, and you can turn everything into an immortal." ”

He smiled and said, "Who said that the Divine Bird can't fly out of this Demon River?"

"Silt, filth?" Xia Mang laughed and said to himself, "Demon, it's so unbearable!"

"The world says so. The old man glanced at Xia Mang, but said: "This is actually a misunderstanding, the demon is just a 'demon', but it has been demonized by some well-intentioned people." ”

Shout!

He lifted the hook and shook the hook, immersed in the water, and his posture was freehand, and he had a carefree style.

"Demonized ...... Hmm, that's an interesting statement. Xia Mang's eyes brightened, "Is that old man really planning to fish out a Shenpeng in this devil's den? ”

How difficult is it to get out of the mud without being demonic, and how difficult it is to enter the devil's den without being stained with demons?

Demons are destined to be demons, once contaminated, it is difficult to break free!

"The old man fishes, and the one who wishes takes the bait. The old man smiled, his voice was very loud, full of energy, and he had a free and easy temperament.

"Then I wish the old man in advance to catch the magic kun, ride the Shenpeng, and soar up to 90,000 miles. ”

Xia Mang smiled and didn't say anything more, he didn't know where this old man came from and where he was going, but he knew very well where he came from and where he should go.

For him, this old man who fished for kun in a lonely boat was just a meeting in the water.

He grabbed the fox's tail again, dragged the white fox's corpse, crossed the long river against the demon, and walked towards the source again.

"Young man, would it be nice to listen to the old man's two words of advice?" the old man's voice came from the side.

Xia Mang stopped, looked at the lonely boat and the old man who sailed to his side, and nodded, "Please advise." ”

"Don't dare to teach. The old man shook his head with a smile, paused, and said, "From now on, it's best not to go to the source of the Modu River, there are still ......."

He pointed to the remnant of the white fox, "Throw it away, it's best to throw it into the depths of the Great Dragon Stream or the Modu River, completely destroy the corpse, and it won't do you any good to keep it." ”

Xia Mang was silent for a moment and said, "I need to solve my doubts, I must go to the source of the Demon River." ”

"Can the old man help you out?"

"Seniors, but it doesn't hurt to say. "Xia Mang is colorful.

"The Great Demon you see in your heart is a partial reflection of yourself, more because it is too close to the sinkhole. The old man said earnestly: "The resonance is balanced, and the sky is unstoppable...... Young man, you resonated with that great demon!"

Xia Mang's body shook violently.

"Destroy it, you are the real self!" the old man stared at Xia Mang, his gaze unpredictable.

Xia Mang's face changed, and after being silent for a long time, he nodded and said, "I've been taught." He paused, and then said: "It's just what I hear and see, not necessarily the truth, I have confusion in my heart, that is, I need to untie it myself, so I don't bother the old man." ”

He turned around, continued to move forward, took two steps and stopped, shook the fox's tail, squinted and smiled: "This white fox was hunted by my ability, it is my prey, why should I discard it?"

He dragged the corpse of the white fox away.