Outside Su Village, in the middle of the Ten Mile River.

In a field of reeds, the ten-meter-wide river twists and turns like a silver snake.

A small boat was rocking on the river, Su Sujin was sitting in it, the village chief Su Yuanhong was holding the rod, and Chu Wangxian was standing at the bow of the boat, under the sword eyebrows, and the eagle-like eyes were looking ahead.

Chu Wangxian is manipulating the live broadcast system.

After asking about the system for a while, he operated for a long time and opened the live broadcast room.

[Chu Immortals, practice all night, has today's live broadcast started?]

[Why is there only eighteen people online in the live broadcast room. 】

Looking at the cold and indifferent live broadcast room, some people quickly noticed that something was wrong.

There are few barrages, only words of three and three, and when I look at it again, only eighteen people such as Qin Fangshan, the living immortal of Zhongnan Mountain, are online.

"You are all cultivators above the first level of Qi refining, and today's live broadcast is not suitable for a large-scale live broadcast. Chu Wangxian didn't say much.

Behind the live broadcast room, these eighteen people were happy in their hearts, and only eighteen people watched the live broadcast, wouldn't it be in the eyes of Chu Xianren that they were valued.

"Say less and watch more, accumulate experience, and there are two kinds of live broadcasts in the future, public and unpublic. ”

"Open, open to all, not open, open only to one's own people. ”

After Chu Wangxian finished speaking, with a bang, the hull of the boat shook and stopped.

"Master, it's here!" the village chief Su Yuanhong put down the long masturbation in his hand and muttered in a low voice.

Chu Wangxian looked in front of him, and sure enough, a canopy boat appeared not far away.

"The awning boat is a thing in the water town south of the Yangtze River, and I didn't expect it to be here. Chu Wangxian watched carefully.

This canopy boat is the kind of boat that Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian first met in the West Lake in the legend of the New White Lady.

"You go, I'll take care of the rest. ”

"Yes!"

The village chief Su Yuanhong wanted to say something, but saw Chu Wangxian dragging Su Sujin and jumping ashore.

He still wanted to follow, but the boat shook violently again, and the wind automatically blew the boat back to the water.

Such a miraculous means frightened the village chief Su Yuanhong not to have any more ideas, and quickly escaped, what would happen later, he didn't dare to think about it, he just hoped that it would not affect Su Village.

"Are you ready? There's no going back now. ”

"Ready!"

Su Sujin, who was covered with a red turban, clenched his fists slightly, and walked towards the canopy boat by the river with the support of Chu Wangxian.

Her goal was to figure out where she would be taken.

There was a man in the canopy boat, wearing a white pure white mask, who was fishing.

As soon as the long hook is collected, there is no fish, and then look at the hook, straight hook, is this learning Jiang Taigong fishing?

The white-faced man seemed to be waiting impatiently, and scolded, "Why did you come!"

"Naturally, something is wrong!" Chu Wangxian replied calmly.

The white-faced man's eyes showed a look of doubt through the eye holes of the mask.

"Who are you?"

"Naturally, it's the one who comes to give it away. Chu Wangxian shook his head slightly.

"You're the village chief?"

"The village chief is dying, let me give it away. ”

Seeing that Chu Wangxian was concise and to the point, looking too lazy to take care of it, the white-faced man was very unhappy, he seemed to notice something, but he didn't want to delve into it, "That's it, send people on the boat, and then get out quickly." ”

But after a while, on the canopy boat, there were only two people, the white-faced man and Su Sujin.

Chu Wangxian's voice came from Su Sujin's ears, asking him to ask as many questions as possible.

"Dare to ask the messenger, where are we going?"

"There have been many people who have asked this question, you honestly shut up, keep you safe all the way, if you are not honest, there is no place to die. ”

The white-faced man's voice was old with a lifeless feeling, and he paused, "The person who sent you here is not from Su Village. ”

Su Sujin was shocked in his heart, he didn't dare to continue to ask, Chu Wangxian's first soul body was also on the boat, a hundred zhang away, Chu Wangxian, who had followed all the way, frowned, his identity was exposed, it seemed that he had to be poor.

The awning boat made the sound of Wuyang Wuyang and walked slowly.

After about half an hour, we entered an extremely remote valley, with strange rocks on both sides, and only the top of the mountain was green, which can be called a miniature version of the Three Gorges.

The white-faced man held a token like a key, placed it in the groove of a stone on the shore, and with a twist, a stone door opened, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to perceive the subtlety of the stone door.

The canopy boat sailed in, there was a cave inside, and it was a cave river.

The white-faced man twisted the groove in the inner wall of the cave, and a stone gate fell, and the white-faced man let out a sigh and finally arrived.

"Whoosh!"

But at the moment of falling, a figure passed through, and its toes touched the water, like a white crane landing on a canopy boat.

The white-faced man looked at Chu Wangxian who suddenly broke in, and gasped, such a ghostly skill, this is not like a mortal at all.

"Click!".

The white-faced man was startled, his right hand didn't have time to react at all, and the mask was slashed off by Chu Wangxian's sword, revealing an old face.

"Seventh Master!" Su Sujin covered her mouth in surprise.

This person Su Qi is his elder, he is haunted in Su Village, and he appears in Su Village every once in a while, I can't imagine that he will do this kind of thing, and sure enough, it is the people around you who harm you.

"What about my sister, where did I get my sister?" Su Sujin Qianqianyu's hand burst out with strength, and grabbed the seventh master like crazy.

Su Qiyi's eyes were like poisonous snakes, he snorted coldly, get out, he pushed Su Sujin away and looked at Chu Wangxian.

"You are a foreigner, so bold that you dare to interfere in our affairs. ”

"You guys?" Chu Wangxian muttered.

Su Qi giggled, like a ghost laughing, "No matter how bold you are, if you provoke Pingfeng Mountain, it will be a dead end." ”

People have Taoist gates, there are thousands of sects among the Taoist gates, and the demon naturally has various mountains, and there are peaceful mountains in the mountains.

"Pingfeng Mountain, what kind of force?"

"You deserve ...... too"

Chu Wangxian didn't bother to listen to his ramblings, so he directly pointed at his long sword, and with a slight pick of the blade, Su Qi's ears flew out.

"You don't want to live anymore...... Behind Pingfeng Mountain, there is the Demon King. If you provoke the demon king, there is only one way to die. ”

Su Qi covered his blood-spurting head, took a step back, and Lisuo took out a jade whistle from the cabin.

Holding this jade whistle, Su Qi had confidence, and as soon as the jade whistle blew, there was a sharp sound, and there was a buzzing sound above his head.

"Even if you beg me, I won't let you go. Rest assured, you are not lonely on Huangquan Road, there were many Taoist monks who came to Su Village in the past, and you go down to accompany them. Su Qi said hatefully.

His palms were covered with blood, and his heart ached.

This Chu Wangxian was much more ruthless than the previous Taoist monk, and he cut off one of his ears after only asking a few words, but the end was also a dead word.

Chu Wangxian looked up, and on the dome were house-sized beehives, hanging upside down, and a swarm of wasps flew out of them.

These wasps are the size of fists, and their yellow and black bodies look terrifying, and the needles in their abdomen are comparable to injection needles, and if they are pierced, they can pierce their heads and die.

"Bee, you remind me of what kind of power Pingfengshan is. Chu Wangxian opened his mouth with his sword and looked at the group of giant bees indifferently.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas|The Six Classics of the Middle Times" contains: the head of the mountain, the mountain of Pingfeng, the south looks at Yiluo, and the east looks at the mountain of the city, there is no grass and trees, no water, and there are many sand and stones. There is a god, its shape is like a person and two heads, the name is called the proud insect, it is a stinging insect, but it is only the house of honey. ”

"I'm not wrong, this Pingfeng Mountain is a force under the command of a demon god named Jiao Worm. Chu Wangxian asked with a chuckle, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, but a hint of ridicule.