Nai River, Nai River Plain!

In the gate of the altar of the gods, several staggering figures walked out in embarrassment, three men and two women, all of whom were not very old, about twenty years old.

The clothes of several people were covered with black ink, and even their faces were covered with black spots, and their hair was scattered, which made them look extremely unbearable.

"I didn't expect that the formation in this nine-rank god altar was so weird, but the forty-nine-layer ancient book array was not something that could be broken by cultivating high!"

"The three cornerstones of the poetry scripture, the two cornerstones of the poems need to be left by the great Confucians in the world, and the scripture tablets need to be handed down by the elders of the Taoist sect or the Buddhist monks, hey...... Although we are from a big family, we can't even make poems that meet the standards of inheritance, let alone create a scripture that has been handed down to the world!"

The three men and two women talked in a low voice, and walked towards the tent area with a pale face, and the battle immortal and spirit who were waiting at the entrance of the tent area were suddenly dumbfounded when they saw several young Tianjiao from the big forces in the Central Domain so embarrassed.

"A few young ladies of the child, can the Ancient Book Array be broken?" Zhan Xianyou couldn't help but ask.

Among the three men and two women, the leader was a cold young man dressed in a purple and gold robe and wearing a white jade crown, his face was full of thick ink, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Ah, Great Confucian, Daomen Elder, Buddhist Sect Monk!" Zhan Xian Yu and Ling Youran were stunned for a moment, these big clan Tianjiao can't break the ancient book array and find themselves under the steps, right?

Seeing that there was something wrong with the eyes of the war immortal and the spirit, the purple-robed young man immediately said, "Don't worry, the Nine Rank Sealing God Altar has a broken record in the history of our clan, and in some time, we will bring people from our clan here!"

After explaining, the embarrassed few people quickly got into the tent area, after all, it was a young Tianjiao from the big clan, and now he was being watched by so many people, obviously feeling a little embarrassed, and went back to tidy up his appearance.

After a few people left, Zhan Xianyou turned his head to look at Ling Youran, frowned, and said, "It seems that even if you invite Young Master Qiu, I'm afraid it won't help, these big clan Tianjiao are all disgraced!"

Ling sighed leisurely and said, "I don't know the literary level of Young Master Qiu, but he can at least solve the sound poison of Feiyan Girl, right?"

Zhan Xianyou nodded, if it weren't for the special method to put Zhan Feiyan into a deep sleep in the past few days, I am afraid that he would be embarrassed in front of these big clans, even if the Nine Absolute Sons can't break the formation, it would be good if they could solve Feiyan's sound poison!

Three days later, a hundred-zhang black boat pierced through the sky, and when it came to the Naihe Plain, its flight speed and altitude slowly decreased.

Standing on the deck of the flying boat, the view is extremely wide, you can see the entire Nai River Plain and the surrounding rolling hills, and the towering altar of the gods at the northwest end of the plain and the blood-red river behind it are extremely eye-catching.

Cancan, lacquer, Qingqing and the three of them lay on the side of the boat, looking down curiously, and exclaimed from time to time.

"You see, that's the altar of the gods, it's so high, at least a hundred zhang, there are so many cracks on the earth, it's so terrifying!"

"Childe, is the river at the end of the plain the Nai River, and why is the river blood-red?"

Xiaoba and Qiu Shuiming were lying half-asleep on the rocking chair at the moment, and they were a little helpless about the noise of the three.

Xiao Ba in Qiu Shuiming's arms pursed his lips, yawned and said, "The three of you are enough, it's coming soon, don't look like a hillbilly, okay?"

Qiu Shuiming found that Xiao Nizi looked at the three young ladies who were chattering, and there was clearly envy in the depths of her eyes, if she didn't observe carefully, she wouldn't notice it at all!

Xiao Nizi is really hard-mouthed, and Qiu Shui Ming sighed in her heart.

Bai Cancan looked at the blood-colored river in the distance, leaned his elbows against the side of the boat, supported his cheeks with his palms, and said stupidly, "Childe, is there really a Naihe Bridge, is there Meng Po and Meng Po soup? I heard that after death, people will walk the Nai He Bridge, drink Meng Po soup, forget the things of this life and reincarnate, is this true?"

Seeing that several girls were looking at her, Qiu Shuiming rubbed Xiaoba's hair and said with a smile, "Do you think I am omnipotent and know everything......?"

Seeing that the son defended his ignorance, several maids sighed in tacit understanding.

Qiu Shuiming's eyes widened, what does it mean that these little girls always dismantle their own platform? Can't they save some face and mystery for this son in front of outsiders?

On the side, Zhan Feiyan stepped forward with a smile and explained, "There is indeed a Nai He Bridge here in Naihe!"

Qiu Shuiming was immediately stunned, is there really a Naihe Bridge here? Isn't it only in the underworld?

"Ah, somewhere in this river, after curing Hachi's illness, we must go and see. The red paint was excited, and the two people beside him, Bai Cancan and Qingqing, also showed yearning on their faces, that is the only way to enter reincarnation in the legend, since they have come to Naihe, how can they miss it!

Zhan Feiyan muttered: "The Nai He Bridge here only appears once in seventy years, and each time it appears, it is only for three days. ”

"Ah, once in seventy years!" the three maids all looked disappointed.

Zhan Feiyan smiled and said, "You are lucky, it is only a short month before the birth of the Nai He Bridge once in seventy years, if you are talented enough, maybe you can still step on the Nai River Bridge and get great benefits!"

Seeing that several girls and the mysterious Nine Peerless Sons were staring at him with thirst for knowledge, Zhan Feiyan's expression was suddenly shocked, and he said: "This bridge is very strange, for cultivators who are not talented enough, this bridge is illusory, they can only see it but cannot step on it, and for those who are talented, that bridge is real!" Seventy years ago, my sect master set foot on it once, when I was only a teenager, I remember that before I boarded the bridge, the sect master was still an old image with a cane, but after coming down from the bridge, he returned to the appearance of his youth, and even his cultivation broke through a small realm!"

"Ah, rejuvenation, you can also improve your cultivation, this bridge is amazing, isn't it! Also, sister, you look so young, I didn't expect you to be so old!" Bai Cancan and the others were suddenly so shocked that their mouths opened into an O-shape.

Qiu Shuiming's heart was also shaken, and he sighed, "No wonder it is called the Naihe Bridge, being able to walk on it is equivalent to reincarnation!"

At this time, the flying boat had already traveled not far in front of the altar of the gods, and even the dense tent area on the ground could be seen.

After a stick of incense, Baizhang Heizhou landed on an open space in the tent area, lacquered, brilliant, Qingqing and the three of them immediately took out the stretcher, threw Qiu Shuiming and Xiaoba rudely, carried the stretcher and couldn't wait to fly up, and came to the ground.

With the appearance of the Baizhang Flying Boat, a disciple of the Tiangang Sect in the surrounding tents walked out one after another, all staring at the five master servants who came down from the flying boat.

"This is Qiu Shuiming, the ninth peerless son, is he disabled, and he still needs to be carried by others!"

"I heard that the holy woman is bad for this person, and she has lost face in front of those arrogant girls of the Tianyou Sect, brothers and sisters, go up together and clean him up. ”

"The saint must not blaspheme, even if she is punished by the sect master today, I will beat this kid to vent the hatred in my heart. ”

All around him, a male disciple of the Tiangang Sect stared at Qiu Shuiming and several maids beside him with righteous indignation, as if they had a hatred for taking their wives.

"Ah, it turned out to be the holy daughter of Tiangang Sect who was poisoned by Gongzi's sound!" Cancan, lacquer, Qingqing suddenly stared at her, and then directly threw the stretcher on the ground, away from Sanzhang, revealing a gloating look.

Hongqi said weakly: "Childe, our cultivation is low, there are at least dozens of great masters who have opened up the spiritual sea here, you can do it yourself!"

Cancan and Qingqing stood aside, looking up at the sky, looking at themselves as if they had nothing to do with themselves.

Xiao Ba, who was lying next to Qiu Shuiming, grinned and exclaimed bitterly, "You can run, but can you just throw us on the ground!"

Qiu Shuiming twisted his neck, "Oh, my son is a little dizzy, let me sleep for a while!"

After saying this, Qiu Shuiming's eyes closed, and he didn't care about the hateful eyes of the disciples of the Tiangang Sect around him!

Several maids were speechless for a moment, the son was really shameless, and he played the trick of pretending to be dead again!