Blue Sky Pavilion.

The black-robed Qian Jiaoxi and the two young teachers were injured and found Liu Yuntian and An Xi.

Liu Yuntian heard what they said about the situation, so he asked them to rest and heal. Turned his head to look at Anxi. Grand Master Anxi said: "We still can't do anything about this, it's not good to bully the small with the big." ”

Liu Yuntian was a little displeased: "You really can't bear to let them take away Sun Zishu? That kid, we owe his father a life." ”

An Xi said: "One yard is one yard, besides, it is not known whether the trip to the grass house is a good or bad thing for Sun Xiaozi, maybe this catastrophe is a good thing." ”

Liu Yuntian shook his head and sighed.

A strong wind suddenly blew in the night, and the blood-red robes of the two great masters fluttered in the wind. How could Grandmaster Liu, who had killed countless people, think that he now has so many constraints, it is better to fight and kill when he was a teenager. And how could Grandmaster An have thought that he was restless when he was talking and laughing, but now he has to take one step at a time to see ten steps, trembling and cautious.

Yang Yueshan was arranged in a guest house in Qingtian Pavilion, a small wooden house at the foot of the mountain next to a stream. His exam had ended early, and Liu Shi and An Shi clearly told him that he had passed the exam. From now on, he is a student of the Qingtian Pavilion's cultivation academy. He'll be here for three years. After being admitted to Qingtian Pavilion, he was not happy. Because he's a homesick person. Caolu is his home, Liang Country is his home, and here, the Great Song Dynasty and Qingtian Pavilion are just foreign countries. But there is no way, the master has to let him come, he has to listen to the master. I don't know how the brothers are now, whether they have escaped, whether anyone has been injured. And also... What about the little sister, will the little sister be angry...

At dawn the next day. It's cold on the Yellow River. Chen Letian was still desperately rowing in the direction where the grass boat disappeared. He was so tired that he almost collapsed, his arms, shoulders, waist... There is no place in the whole body that does not hurt, from the beginning of the soreness to the pain later, and then to the current intuition after one night.

Wang Qinghong stared at him all night until Chen Letian fainted. At this moment, as if moved by Chen Letian's persistence, he stood up and exhaled a turbid breath. "Since you are so affectionate and righteous, then I will try it for you!" picked up Chen Letian and walked forward with his feet on the waves of the Yellow River.

The fishermen who got up early to go fishing were very surprised to see a white-robed young man on the Yellow River holding a sword in his left hand and carrying a person in his right hand, but soon someone reacted, it was a cultivator, and only a cultivator could walk so quickly on the water.

So everyone forgot about fishing, and stood at the bow of the boat to watch, and in an instant, hundreds of fishing boats stopped there to watch.

Wang Qinghong looked at it, and threw Chen Letian onto a boat, and at the same time his body did not stop, and said loudly while treading the waves: "Trouble the villagers to send him back to Qingtian Pavilion, Wang Qinghong thank you in advance." ”

"Ah, is it Wang Qinghong, the eldest disciple of the Master's seat?"

"Is it really him?"

"It must be him, only he has this cultivation. ”

"Let's see if this person is hurt. We must take care of the people handed over to us by the prince!"

There were three people on the boat, two middle-aged men and a young girl. The middle-aged man doesn't need to be repeated, he is very black and thin, and he looks like a typical fisherman. And the young girl is very beautiful, at most sixteen or seventeen years old is just the right age, her hands are like soft wattles, her skin is like snow, her shoulders are like shaved shapes, and her waist is like a plain, but her eyebrows are full of liveliness. It wasn't until Wang Qinghong threw a man onto their boat that he was so frightened that he ducked back, and then he was bold enough to go up to investigate.

"Dad, he seems to have fainted. The girl tilted her head to look at Chen Letian and frowned.

"Your father and I are not blind, everything else in the girl's family should go forward, get out of the way. The taller middle-aged man pulled his daughter behind him.

"Xuan'er, you look at him, cook some ginger soup. The other man was the girl's uncle, and the two brothers moved Chen Letian into the inner cabin. Seeing that Chen Letian was breathing normally, the two were relieved.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere...", the girl named Xuan'er muttered as she looked at Chen Letian.

Wang Qinghong rode the waves all the way, for a whole day and a night, and finally caught up with the boat of the Caolu people.

Although the Caolu disciples knew that Qingtian Pavilion would not stop there, they didn't expect it to come so quickly, and when they looked closer, it was still Wang Qinghong. Wang Qinghong actually came to resist the water, you must know that the children of the Confucian sect want to resist the water, and their cultivation method is much more difficult than that of the Taoist sect. The Dao Gate takes advantage of the Fu Dao, and the power of the Fu itself has many convenient methods. And Confucianism relies entirely on the spirit of Haoran, and the cultivation of this qi cannot be improved without water milling. To put it simply, Wang Qinghong's trick of resisting the water is at least ten times more sweat than the water urging charm of the Daomen.

Wang Qinghong said loudly from afar: "Leave me a disciple of Qingtian Pavilion, otherwise, don't blame me for opening the killing ring!"

Feng Xiaoting called everyone to open the 'Bull Descending' formation again, and said: "Brother Wang, I advise you not to come hard, we are going to decide this person, originally we wanted two people, but now we only take one person, which is already very face-saving for you." ”

Wang Qinghong sneered: "What kind of face do you have for me to arrest our people?"

Feng Xiaoting didn't say anything more, and the 'Bull Descending' array had been opened again. According to legend, when Lao Tzu traveled the world, he rode a green ox and passed by a mountain one day, and saw that this mountain was extremely demonic, and there were no birds and beasts on it, which was very strange. During the break, suddenly a big strange bird came from the sky, the bird only cared about attacking Lao Tzu, but did not guard against the green cow, was caught off guard by the green cow with its horns and rolled away, when the strange bird was struggling to get up, the green cow jumped up, and pressed the strange bird under his body and could not move. After a long time, the green ox turned into a boulder, and the strange bird turned into dirt. So the people commemorated the big green cow that descended the demon, and the mountain was also named the Guniu Mountain. And this 'Gu Niu Descending' formation of Daomen is the formation that Daomen ancestor Zhang Daoling comprehended in the mountains when he passed by Gu Niu Descending when he traveled the world with his disciples.

As soon as this array opened, the entire boat was covered with a faint layer of blue and purple. Although everything was as usual for everyone in the grass house, those who drank tea drank tea, and those who ate dry food ate dry food, the true qi of the five of them was constantly maintaining that blue-purple net. Once they start a formation, they will have to go back to the grass house to cultivate for several months before they can make up for it. So this kind of formation is easy not to open.

Wang Qinghong laughed twice, slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand, pinched a sword trick, lowered his head and said, "The journey of the Great Dao!" Then he raised his head and flew to stab the blue purple cover with his sword.

The moment the tip of the sword collided with the blue purple array, there was a loud bang, and the surrounding Yellow River water exploded and rose more than three feet. Wang Qinghong and Feng Xiaoting in the formation looked at each other for a moment in the circle and outside the circle for a moment, Feng Xiaoting smiled and said: "Brother Wang is really domineering, he dares to attack me and surrender, aren't you afraid of damaging the realm?"

Wang Qinghong said casually: "I have never tried to descend from the bull, and today is the opportunity to do so, how can I not try it? Are you ready? I am going to exert my strength!"

After that, Wang Qinghong slashed his sword to the right, and then his body suddenly rose seven or eight feet high, and the mighty qi in his body burst out, and the heavens and the earth seemed to become a little dim, and the deep voice sounded: "Heaven, down, for, gong!" Holding the sword in both hands, from top to bottom, the domineering sword slashed on the blue and purple cover of the Guniu Descending Formation. Wang Qinghong continued to exert Haoran Qi on this array with his sword blade, and the entire array shook.

"Solidify the formation, counterattack!" Feng Xiaoting shook his body while giving the order, facing Wang Qinghong's sword blade with both palms, and confronted Wang Qinghong through the formation cover.

"Yes!" The rest of Yan Jin, Lu Youtiansu, listened to the wind, and Han Ling'er responded, and sat cross-legged one after another, trying to urge the Dao Sect True Qi in his body to continue to gush out, wandering throughout the Dao Array. After touching a cup of tea, the five of them worked together to gather the five true qi into Feng Xiaoting's hands, Feng Xiaoting took a deep breath, closed his eyes and chanted: "Heaven, earth, no, benevolence!" and then the palms that gathered the true qi of the five people pushed outward.

Wang Qinghong laughed again, pulled out the blade, raised it again, and slashed it.

One is the true spirit of Taoism, and the other is the spirit of Confucianism. The two gases collided violently, and the Yellow River within a radius of ten miles seemed to be cooked, tumbling, making a gurgling sound, and the fish in the river rushed up one after another.

After a while, Wang Qinghong couldn't support it and retreated dozens of zhang, and at the same time, the Dao array called Guniu also retreated dozens of zhang along with the fishing boat.

"Goodbye, Brother Wang!" Feng Xiaoting arched his hand at Wang Qinghong. With the help of the Daomen Water Talisman, Caolu's ship headed in the direction of the Northern Liang Kingdom like an arrow from the string.

"There's a kind of stop, don't run!" Wang Qinghong scolded.

When both parties can no longer see each other.

"Well, this array is too powerful, I have to study it well when I go back, and try to break it within a year. Here, Wang Qinghong jumped onto the shore and sat on the ground, panting like a cow, beads of sweat the size of beans dripping from his forehead.

The five people in the grass house over there spat blood from their mouths and couldn't stand. Feng Xiaoting glanced at Han Ling'er and said, "Senior sister, have you seen it, the little junior brother is in Qingtian Pavilion, and he is in the company of people like Wang Qinghong." So, do you still think that it's better to be in the grass than in the Qingtian Pavilion?"

Han Ling'er was well protected by everyone, and in this battle with Wang Qinghong, she was the least injured. She touched the package in her arms and made sure that the package was safe, so she said with confidence: "I hope the little junior brother can study hard, senior brother, how long will it take for us to get home?" After Han Ling'er's trial, Qiulanfang Rouge, the first in the world, is indeed worthy of its reputation. So she wanted to get to the grass house as soon as possible, so that the excellent rouge of Qiulanfang could reach the safest place as soon as possible.

Yan Zhen said: "It will take about twelve hours." ”

"It's so slow..."Han Ling'er held her cheeks and pouted.