The three of them got on the boat and talked about what they had seen and heard during this time. Zhang Jian didn't seem to have come out of his grief yet, and he didn't say a word about what he had experienced during this time.

Song Changgeng adapted the story and told it to Zhang Jian. The reason why it was adapted was because Mu Fan's identity could not be revealed. Many places involving Mu Fan's identity will be brushed aside by him, or adapted into other appearances.

When the captain heard this, he praised from time to time. He didn't believe that such a thing really happened, and only regarded it as a bizarre story after dinner.

Mu Fan leaned up, pointed to the boat on Sang'er in front and said, "Uncle slide faster, catch up with the boat in front." ”

The captain's hand was much faster, and he could vaguely see the two girls on the boat in front of him. He smiled, his missing two front teeth were very eye-catching, and joked, "What, I have taken a fancy to the girl in front of me." ”

The captain had a southern accent, and Mu Fan sounded a little struggling. However, seeing the smile on the captain's face and the vague word "mushroom cool", I probably guessed what he meant.

He smiled: "It depends on whether the uncle can catch up, if the uncle can catch up, I will boldly court." ”

Mu Fan and Sang Er get along day and night, and Sang T'er's smile seems to be able to tug at his heartstrings, a feeling he has never experienced.

The captain goes back and forth on the river several times a day, and after decades of ferrying, he has known many people from all over the world. Although he speaks with a more southern accent, he can understand the accents of people everywhere.

The captain shouted: "Okay......"

His voice was loud and strong, and it resounded on the surface of the river for a long time, startling a flock of waterfowl.

Gong Gong was a natural optimist, and said with a smile: "At a glance, I know that a few of you are going to participate in the selection of the Sword Sect. ”

Song Changgeng pointed at Mu Fan and said, "He and I went to participate in the selection." He pointed at Zhang Jian again, "He doesn't have to participate, because he is originally a disciple of the Sword Sect." ”

Gong Gong still didn't change the smile on his face, in his opinion, the disciples of the Sword Sect were also human beings, and there was no need to grovel to please him.

There were bursts of fishing songs on the river, and it was not yet noon, and the sun was warm, and the captain sometimes sang a few words. The captain on the mulberry boat should also be in harmony, the spring breeze blows, which is really refreshing.

Mu Fan stood on the boat and beckoned to Sang'er.

San'er also slowly stood up, and was about to wave his hand, when suddenly there was a loud noise on the water. A water curtain was lifted on the surface of the river, and the water curtain covered the entire boat, and Mu Fan's vision was blocked, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

In a hurry, Mu Fan jumped into the water. He thought that he was not a reckless person, but he didn't expect that the moment Sang'er had an accident, his rationality and composure all disappeared without a trace.

The lake water in spring was still a little cold, and the rapidly decreasing temperature stimulated Mu Fan's body and calmed his hot brain a little. He held his breath and tried to swim towards San'er's boat.

As soon as he surfaced, he saw a huge body, and in front of him was the sturdy old monk. Although the old monk killed many people, it gave Mu Fan a sense of peace of mind.

The old monk squinted at Mu Fan, he didn't say hello or speak. It's not that he doesn't want to do it, it's that he can't get out.

He was surrounded by four black shadows, which were ghost-like, each holding a black sword in his hand. The four black shadows struck sharply, and each sword struck at the old monk's vital point.

At the feet of the old monk was Sang'er, who was full of fear, and the monk let out a loud shout, grabbed the swords of the two black shadows with both hands, and at the same time used his back to catch the swords of the other two black shadows.

I don't know what the monk's hand is made of, and the black sword is firmly grasped by him. No matter how the two black shadows wielded, the sword was in the old monk's hand, motionless.

The old monk's back was also very hard, but it was far worse than his hands. Two black swords pierced him in the back, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he suddenly exerted force, and forcibly clamped the two swords in his muscles.

The old monk spat out a mouthful of blood, when he fought with the old ghost before, the golden body of the Buddha's bones had been polluted, and he had been seriously injured. Six days ago, he fought with the masters of Xiongfang City one after another, and he was even more injured. Now that he has received two more swords, even if his body is extremely strong, he can't parry.

He only had his legs to use, and he saw Mu Fan who had just swam over, and a boatload of people who were trapped. The old monk suddenly became wise in a hurry, he hooked Mu Fan with one kick, hooked Mu Fan to the boat, and then pierced the stern of the boat with one foot.

His kick contained the power of the dragon elephant, and the stern of the boat was kicked to pieces, and the hull and bow of the boat flew like sharp arrows for some distance in the air, and then landed on the water, causing a large splash. The remaining strength of the hull was not dissipated, and it slid on the water for nearly 100 meters before it completely stopped on the water.

The old monk felt that the burden was gone, and he could punish these four yin spirits well. The monk's wide robe bulged out as if filled with wind, and a little flame seemed to ignite in the depths of his pupils. The flames quickly expanded into flames and then spread throughout his body.

Mu Fan wiped the water on his face, looked back, and saw a man covered in flames standing on the water. The water around the burning man was evaporated by the heat, and the temperature on the surface of the lake was getting higher and higher. He reached out and touched the water, feeling that the temperature was just right for washing his face in winter.

Rampant laughter resounded throughout the lake, and not only the water birds, but also the fish and shrimp in the water fled far away. The old monk is like a small sun, shining brightly.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the scorching white-gold light quickly expanded around. The sound of boiling water and the water vapor in the sky show how powerful the monk's trick is.

Mu Fan turned around and hugged Sang'er, he could already smell the smell of his burning head. At this time, it was too late to use the Escape Technique, and at this moment, he didn't even think about using the Escape Technique. He didn't expect to be roasted to death in the end, and there was a beautiful woman lying next to him when he died.

One moment it was hot to death, but the next moment it was a cool breeze. Mu Fan pinched his face, and after feeling the pain, he was sure that he was still alive in this world. The transition was so fast that his brain couldn't even react.

He was lying on a cyan sword at the moment, and the sword was a young man in his mid-twenties. Mu Fan immediately understood that he had just escaped because of this young man's help. Out of gratitude, he asked, "I don't know the name of my predecessor?" ”

The young man didn't speak for a long time, his eyes fixed on the lake, his face full of nervousness. After a few more moments, he withdrew his gaze and said, "Xie Fa." ”

Mu Fan slowly stood up from the sword, clasped his fists and thanked: "Thank you, Brother Xie, for rescuing ......"

Xie Fa made a silent gesture and turned his gaze back to the lake.

Mu Fan followed Xie Fa's gaze, and was suddenly speechless in shock by the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but gasp, and his lungs were cool.

The old monk disappeared, and the entire mother river was cut off from it. The high temperature evaporates a large amount of water, and even the bed of the mother river can be seen clearly. A large number of dried fish and shrimp lay quietly in the river, and some were directly cooked.

The water of the Mother River seemed to flow forever, and after a while, the water from the river filled the evaporated area again, as if it had never been cut off. This scene was deeply imprinted in Mu Fan's mind, and it would never linger no matter what.

What a force to cut a river.

"That's how my generation should be!" Xie Fa said with a twinkle of expectation in his eyes.

Mu Fan didn't care what oath Xie Fa had made, he was now looking around, looking for Sang'er's figure. It wasn't until he saw Sang'er and Qinglan standing on a white flying sword not far away that he breathed a sigh of relief.

When the owner of the white flying sword was a handsome man, the man was dressed in white, and he had a bit of a fairy wind and bones.

There were already a lot of people flying around Edgeworth, and there were many gray-haired old men, who were also full of nervousness. There were also some people from the government who came, and the expressions on their faces were much richer. From the reactions of these people, it can be seen that the old monk is a very powerful character.

Mu Fan retracted his gaze and asked, "Is Brother Xie a disciple of the Sword Sect?" ”

Xie Fa said, "That's right. ”

Mu Fan said again: "I'm here to participate in the selection of the Sword Sect, I don't know if Brother Xie is also going back to the Sword Sect?" If you stop by, I don't know if you can give us a ride. ”

"How many?" Xie Fa said.

"Four people." Mu Fan thought for a while and said, because Zhang Jian knew how to use the sword, he naturally didn't need to take this flying sword.

Xie Fa pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the sword under his feet instantly became larger. The blade of the sword is five meters long, let alone four people, even if there are four more, it can stand.

Mu Fan thought of Zhang Jian and Qinglan's appearance, the size of the sword was far from this, and remembered the process of being saved by Xie Fa just now, and thought: "I don't know what Brother Xie's strength is, but it must be much stronger than me." ”

Xie Fa first took Song Changgeng to the sword, and then waved his hand in the direction of Sang'er. The man in white who saved Sang'er saw it and immediately came over.

Xie Fa said respectfully to the man in white, "Senior brother." ”

The man in white nodded.

Mu Fan hugged his fists to the man in white and said, "Thank you Brother Tai for your help, I don't know Brother Tai's surname?" ”

"Ram is tall." The man in white said.

Ram Gao made a gesture of invitation to Sang Er and Qing Lan, and Sang Er and Qing Lan smiled in return, and then jumped onto Xie Fa's sword.

Xie Fa didn't explain it to Ram Gao, but Ram Gao had already guessed what he was going to do when he saw the form of Xie Fa's flying sword.

The speed of the Sword of Exece was very fast, and everything around them was rapidly receding, and from a distance, they really turned into a streamer.

For about an hour or so, the magnificent mountain gate of the Sword Sect was already faintly visible. When you get close to the Sword Sect, you will feel the sense of elegance here. Endless mountain peaks, between which flow branches of the mother river. The mountains and rivers contrast with each other, and when you are in it, you feel relaxed and happy.