After listening to the words of the second grandfather, I was stunned, does he know Wei Junyao?

But Wei Junyao raised her eyebrows, looked at the second grandfather and smiled: "One person is enough." ”

The second grandfather's eyes glanced between the two of us, nodded, turned around and got into the canopy of the boat and took out a soul-attracting lamp and lit it, the two yellow lamps hung together, but a panicked green and two diametrically opposed colors of flames rose.

"People walk the road, ghosts cross the ghost bridge, the two of you sit in the same boat, I am afraid that the boat is small, it can't withstand the wind and waves in the river, once the boat capsizes, people and ghosts don't exist."

The second grandfather said and gave way to the bow of the boat, although I understood his words, but I glanced at Wei Junyao, and felt fearless, the two stepped on the bow of the boat, but at the moment when the soles of their feet stepped on the board, the two flames shook and went out.

Thinking of the words confessed by the second grandfather when he crossed the river for the first time, a bad cold came to my heart, but before I could speak, I saw Wei Junyao smile and stretch out his hand to take down the two soul-attracting lamps hanging on the bow of the boat, and gently threw them into the river, saying: "If the way of heaven can destroy me, I don't know how many times I have died, and what can I do with a yellow spring?" ”

Wei Junyao stood at the bow of the boat, her pink and white curved skirt fluttering gently under the blowing of the river breeze, three thousand green silks flying, standing with a sword, looking at the second grandfather indifferently and said: "Although you sail, if the Huangquan River refuses to cross me, then I will cut off the Huangquan and go on foot." ”

Wei Junyao's faint words exuded the kind of momentum that looks at the world and gives up on me, so that I and the second grandfather are all moved, and after a long time, the second grandfather nodded and sighed: "With you by Xiaoyi's side, I will be relieved." ”

The canopy boat slowly went off the shore, the river was rattling in his ears, the second grandfather supported the boat artemisia with one hand, touched the wine pot on his waist with the other, and said lightly: "The Jiuquan estuary has not been very calm since the spring, and the Jiuquan Mansion has sent people into the water to investigate several times and there is no news, although Xiao Yi is familiar with water, but that water area is weak water and Yin spring water are entangled after all, goose feathers do not float, ability is exhausted, it is easy to go down, and it is so difficult to come up again." ”

The second grandfather's words all revealed worries, and I couldn't help but have a trace of concern in my heart when I heard the words, there are countless sages who have coveted the water-dividing sword throughout the ages, but no one has succeeded, I don't know whether I will become an accident among these people, or I will be drowned in the trend of history, and become an inconspicuous wave in the rolling red dust.

At this time, the Huangquan River is different from the past, there is not a single Yin soldier on the riverbank along the way, and the boats on the river have become scarce, the second grandfather is holding the canopy boat and drifting with the waves, the speed is much faster than before, the three of them no longer speak, until they reach the mouth of the Jiuquan River, the second grandfather gently pricked the boat artemisia into the bottom of the water, and said lightly: "It's here." ”

The mouth of the Jiuquan River is still wide, and the water of different colors converges here to meander and flow without interfering with each other, and then disperses the nine estuaries to form a peculiar picture.

"Are you going to go straight down, or are you going to prepare a little longer?"

My second grandfather and I set our eyes on Wei Junyao at the same time, and we saw her staring at the water surface, and said softly: "The Water Dividing Sword is a thing that captures heaven and earth, only those who have luck can't get it, and it's in vain if you don't have luck to prepare." ”

I can understand Wei Junyao's words, but I am secretly worried, am I really the one with good luck?

After hearing this, the second grandfather nodded, pulled out the artemisia in the water, let the boat flow down the water, and flowed directly into the estuary, and waited until he passed through the middle of the boat, raised his leg and stomped on the board of the boat, and the boat stopped firmly on the water.

Although the boat is stationary, this is the center of the estuary flow, and the water flowing from the Jiudaoquan River is all concentrated here, forming a nine-colored water vortex directly two meters away, and the heart of the boat slowly rotates, and the head is a little dizzy after a few strokes, and at this time, I heard Wei Junyao say: "It's time to go down", there was a force from the back, and the whole weightlessness fell into the water.

I thought that Wei Junyao would give some precautions before entering the water, so I fell into the water unprepared, and I was not prepared at all.

Just like the feeling of drowning in the weak water of the Yellow River, the whole person did not enter the water, but he did not feel the buoyancy and oppression of the water at all, and he didn't even know if there were any splashes, as if he had fallen from the sky, and the air became extremely quiet at this time.

After a short period of distraction, I sank down, opened my eyes, and found that the sight in the water was much clearer than that of the Yellow River, and I could see the undercurrents of different colors flowing rapidly in the water, but I deliberately avoided the body, forming a circle like a rainbow version, but the bottom of the river was extremely deep, and I couldn't see anything after sinking for a long time, and I felt that the qi held in the cavity could not support too long, so I made a heel in the water and quickly dived to the bottom.

After sinking for about three or five minutes, I could faintly see a large invisible black shadow under the water, and I was shocked, thinking that I had met the old dragon so quickly, but when I sank further, I found that I had seen the bottom of the river.

The bottom of the Jiuquan estuary is much cleaner than the riverbed of the Yellow River, there is no garbage and fish carcasses, and even the silt is very shallow, and the feet can only pass the ankles when stepping on it, and at this time you can still feel as if there is a suction force that continues to pull the body down, causing the whole person to stand at the bottom of the river as if on land, but it becomes very difficult to walk with his feet raised.

I stood there a little confused, looking at the empty riverbed, not to mention the water-splitting sword, even the old dragon who protected the sword had not seen it, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had come to the wrong place.

Even though the mouth of the Jiuquan River is not too big, the breath in the water and the constant pressure from the body make it difficult to take every step, but it is not far from the ground that Fang has just walked, and his chest is a little stuffy, and he feels that his breath is not enough.

The people who didn't come down here were all suffocated to death, right?

This idea came to my mind for no reason, but I immediately rejected it, because after going down to the bottom of the river, I can't feel the existence of the water flow at all, the whole bottom of the river is like a pool of stagnant water, and even the bubbles spit out of the mouth sink directly down the corners of the mouth, if there is a corpse here, it will definitely not be washed away by the current, even if it is rotten, it will leave corpses, but this place is too clean, the only possibility is that there is something in the water, and all the bones left here will be swallowed up, perhaps, it is the old dragon who protects the sword.

Feeling that the breath stored in the lungs was about to reach the limit, I inexplicably began to have an anxiety in my heart, looking left and right, there was no trace of fluctuation in the dark water, as if the darkness had not faded, the dawn had just risen, coupled with the slight lack of oxygen in the brain, in a trance, I felt that this picture was a little familiar, and a figure suddenly appeared in my mind.

Liu Sanshou.

Holding his last breath, he forcibly suppressed his anxious heart, stood in place, his head was slightly tilted towards his left shoulder, his eyes were facing forward, but he focused all his attention on the corner of his eye, looking at the calm underwater as if there was a trace of phantom, his heart sank, and his mind recalled the state of immersion when he comprehended the sword intent in the past, and the whole person instantly entered the realm of forgetfulness.

There is a decision in the Qi Technique: Huang Lingqing Demon, Red Treasure and White Absolute Spirit.

If the complexion is golden, it means that there are heavenly spirits practicing here; Cyan is generally a demon animal; Red is nurtured by a treasure of the earth; White is empty.

When the whole person entered a state of emptiness of the sword, the dark river in front of him suddenly changed color, divided into layers, and flowed slowly towards the bottom of the river not far away.

However, the types of colors in the line of sight far exceeded the four types of Wangqi, and it was such a stunned effort, the state of Wangqi disappeared without a trace in an instant, but he didn't dare to hesitate at all, holding the last breath in his mouth, desperately raised his foot, and rushed towards the position where the color was flowing.

Although the strong pressure from the hand of Doom made it more difficult for me to move, but I did not dare to let go at all, until now I still believe that the legend of the old dragon under the water is true, in this place that makes people feel extremely depressed, only the Doom in my hand, can still give me a little calm.