The light boat slowly floated on the Qingluo River, down the river, and was still stable and abnormal when it reached the place where the water was turbulent.

There were two people on the boat, one old and one young.

One stood at the bow of the boat, the other sat at the stern, both of them were wearing dark blue robes, the back of the robe was printed with a circular pattern, the center was divided by a curved thin line, one black and one white on both sides of the thin line, and there was a black and white circle between white and black.

The old man standing at the bow of the ship had white hair, a clear face, and a fairy wind bone.

At the stern of the boat was a handsome young man, with bright eyes, but at this time he looked listless.

Neither of them seemed to care where the boat would take them.

Lao Dao stroked his long beard and nodded from time to time, seemingly satisfied with the scenery on both sides of the strait.

At this moment, there was a strange sound behind him.

He turned his head to look, and suddenly became angry: "Baoxin, what are you doing again?"

I saw that the young man called Baoxin was constantly carving on the side of the ship with a dagger, and there was already a deep gap.

"I'm not a moth, I'm a boat!"

The young man held his chin in one hand and a dagger in the other, glanced at the old man, and disagreed, "Isn't there a story about carving a boat and asking for a sword in the book left by the ancestor to teach my generation?"

Lao Dao's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, "I remember that you just took the 'Wuwei Sword', the treasure of your own faction!

"Don't make a fuss! Your old man has lived a long time, why are you still entangled in some kind of treasure of the town faction? The central idea of the founding patriarch faction is to rule by inaction. As long as there is nothing to do in the heart, then people are the sword of inaction! People are the treasure of the town faction!"

As he spoke, the young man's strength increased a little, and he said: "When the boat docks, I will jump off this slit, and I will definitely be able to get the sword back!"

"What a mess, Bao Xin, Bao Xin, tell me about you! Our Taoist family has been a lineage since the founding of the sect, and now we have pinned all our hopes on you. You said that you, who have nothing to do all day, can you have a snack! If one day you accidentally drive to the west as a teacher......

Before he could finish his words, the young man named Baoxin slipped and fell into the river with a pop, "Why must it be west?

"You ......"

Lao Dao was angry, pointing at his apprentice and unable to speak for a long time.

The young man saw that Lao Dao was really angry this time, and he was afraid that Lao Dao would be really angry, so he slapped his head, and a long sword flew out from the back of his neck, and pouted: "Teasing you! Look at you scared! Alas, after living a lot of age, you are still as easy to be fooled as a child! What a ......"

Ye Baoxin didn't know where to take out the melon seeds, and began to rattle, and shook his head while expressing his disappointment in his master.

Lao Dao is the ninth generation head of the "Taoist", the Taoist name is 'Shouxin', and he is not well-known in the Kongsang Continent, but he definitely has strong strength, just because they have a cultivation system and exercises that do not belong to this world.

When he fought against the pseudo-heaven before, in fact, Lao Dao wanted to make a move, but he was such a disciple, if he really had any mistakes, wouldn't the 'Taoist' of Baoxin end the whole play?

He said to Bao Xin quite helplessly: "Can you be a little more energetic, either lying or sitting all day long, can you be a little energetic? You see, although the Qingluo River in the Eastern Regions is not as beautiful and magnificent as the Dongsheng River in the Southern Regions, at least it can also be eye-catching, allowing you to feel the different flavors of nature." ”

Who knew that Baoxin didn't put his words in his ears at all, but stretched his arm out of the side of the boat and threw the melon seed kernel in his hand into the water.

"Master, I pinched my fingers, it seems that you are about to cross the catastrophe! Have you figured out where to cross the river? Last time you almost seemed to die, you won't really burp this time, right?" Bao Xin stared at Lao Dao Shouxin quite seriously, his eyes did not blink, and he was completely different from the performance just now.

The old man finally couldn't bear it anymore, hooked two fingers, and knocked the apprentice with his finger bones.

Boom!

A crisp sound sounded from the boy's head.

"It hurts!" Bao Xin covered her head, her eyes widened, and she pouted, staring at Master.

"Do you think it's as easy as you eat melon seeds?"

"Then why do you have nothing to do and take me out, how comfortable it is to nest in the Taoist temple!" Bao Xin snorted and turned his head to find a more comfortable lying position, "Or do you think Master, your old man has already seen the reason to go out of the mountain?"

The head of the Shouxin Dao looked at his apprentice in surprise, and he was finally much relieved in his heart.

It seems that this kid still understands the master's mind.

"If you want me to say, you half-, if you want to implement the ancestor's concept of governing the country in the Kongsang Continent, it is estimated that it will be very difficult!"

"I ......"

The Guardian Daoist almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Even if I don't die in the Heavenly Tribulation, sooner or later I will be angry with you to death!"

"Don't you think it's a little strange that a national teacher suddenly appeared in the Imperial City of Kyoto?" Bao Xin put his hands behind his head, his smart eyes focused on the clear blue sky and the birds that passed by in the air from time to time, and lay there with Erlang's legs crossed, "Emperor Long Jue has seven sons, why did he choose the only one who has not cultivated the third prince to inherit the throne?"

"Where did you hear that Long Jue has seven more sons? Why don't I know?"

Who knew that Bao Xin glanced at him, "Isn't this the point, okay!

"Then why?"

"How do I know, isn't that what you're thinking?"

“......”

The Guardian decided not to talk to this kid for the time being.

However, the key problem is that he doesn't want to talk to his apprentice, which doesn't mean that the apprentice doesn't want to talk to him.

"Master, since you're going to compete with Shilaozi National Master, why don't you go to Kyoto City?

Ahem!

The chief of the heart guard stood upright in the bow of the boat, his eyes level ahead, and cleared his throat.

But he didn't speak.

"Cut!" Bao Xin didn't eat the old way at all, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Lao Dao originally wanted to hang the apprentice's appetite, and when the apprentice begged him to tell the reason, he didn't know that he was so blocked in his heart.

"Forget it, I'll tell you!"

"Don't listen, don't listen, puppy chanting!"

“......”

Lao Dao's face turned red, and with a slight force under his feet, the stern of the light boat immediately cocked.

Shout!

The treasure heart instantly flew up, cutting a perfect arc in the air.

Poof!

There was no cry, no scream, and Baoxin sank quietly into the river.

The light boat sailed by, without stopping for a moment, the head of the heart guard looked indifferent, stroked his beard, and continued to enjoy the beautiful scenery, as if he didn't care about the life or death of his apprentice at all.

It didn't take long for a sound of breaking the air to come from behind.

"Old fellow, you bully the weak! Don't you know I can't swim?"

"But you can fly!"

Bao Xin, who was standing behind the head of the Heart Guarding Dao, couldn't see the triumphant expression on the master's face at this time.