Qin Huan, immersed in the soul of the river, has been completely awake for five years.

As he had guessed, the river spirit was indeed born in the river. In addition, the power of the river soul was beyond Qin Huan's imagination. Facing the soul of the river, Qin Huan felt like facing the Holy Land

Fortunately, the soul of the river is sleeping. Otherwise, Qin Huan would not have felt it for so long.

In order not to awaken the soul of this river, Qin Huan could only feel it from a distance in the past five years. Although it was far away, he got a lot.

Moreover, as time passed, Qin Huan gradually integrated into the river soul, as if he was a part of the river soul, and countless memories and pictures poured into Qin Huan's mind.

Qin Huan was in a trance and saw a young man in a strange costume standing on the river, looking at the turbulent river, happily saying something. Qin Huan looked at the shape of his mouth, thinking that he was: "From now on, this is my dragon's ......"

I don't know how long it will take.

Qin Huan saw a young man kneeling on the river in a trance. From the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be: "River Soul, when I was the day of my ancestor, I will come to pick you up." "Until then, I want you to protect the integrity of our people......"

As time passed, Qin Huan saw countless monks crossing the river, countless battles, and the blood of world wars

I also saw many people sitting around the river, as if they were feeling something.

After a while, Qin Huan was distracted and saw an old woman standing on the river, looking down at the river, and soon left.

When the old woman returned, she had something in her hand. It was a long, black awl. She wanted to take the soul of the river with her

Somehow, Qin Huan was familiar with the awl, but endless fear welled up in his heart. The river spirit seemed to be very afraid of the old woman.

Just as the old woman was about to succeed in pulling the soul away from the river, a middle-aged man with great dignity appeared. The man, emitting a colorful light, hit the old woman with one hand, and the old woman was defeated.

The middle-aged man stood on the river with a large wine jug, drank the wine, and laughed on his back, showing infinite domineering and inevitable

In appearance and silhouette, he somewhat resembles that strange boy.

The picture has changed again.

Qin Huan was in a trance and saw an old man in a black robe, holding a huge tripod, kneeling on the river and muttering to himself. Due to the rough waves, Qin Huan only saw some old rao's mouth shapes, and according to the mouth shapes, he came to the conclusion: "On the day of sanctification, leave ......"

The old man in the black robe was for a long time, as if he was talking, as if he was reminiscing. He then turned the tripod upside down and sprinkled the colorful ashes on the river.

At this time, an inexplicable sadness and pain surged in Qin Huan's heart, as if something in his life had disappeared.

"Ah......" Immersed in pain, Qin Huan's heart sounded with a sigh of vicissitudes, which immediately pulled Qin Huan back from his trance.

Qin Yumeng's eyes were wide open, and there were tears in her eyes. He looked around in amazement, and it dawned on him.

But there was no life for three hundred miles, which made Qin Huan look at the river in amazement. He thought about it for a long time. Qin Huan's thoughts and spirit spread, and he merged into the river

"Friend......" Qin Huan's heart sounded with the voice of vicissitudes.

Qin Huan was startled and hesitated. He replied, "Is he the elder of the river spirits?"

"It's an old man. "The sound of vicissitudes.

"I dare to disturb you. Please forgive me. Qin Huan not only took a breath of cold air, but also awakened Jiang Shui's soul.

"It didn't hurt. It's time to wake up after a long night's sleep. After a long time, the river spirit: "Until now, no one has been able to detect the existence of Lao Rao, if you are free, you can go to the heart of the river to talk to the old man." ””

Qin Huan was stunned. He was taken by surprise by the river spirit's sudden invitation. After all, the river is extremely dangerous, and once he invites his soul to the center of the river, once the river soul has another purpose, the consequences are unimaginable.

But looking back at the river soul in the memory of youth and looking at the mouth shape, we can see that the river soul is very respectable. After all, because young Rao has been here for countless years, ordinary people simply can't do it

Qin Huan jumped into the air without hesitation and went straight to the center of the river. Even if the soul of the river really wants to be it, I'm afraid it doesn't need to go to the center of the river on its own

But as soon as Qin Huan went down the river, he felt that his whole body was suppressed by a strong pressure.

"What?" It is very similar to Xianwuyou. The woman named Mingyue turned her head to look at Shi Xianxin and asked.

"That guy where should I see it!" Shixian looked at Qin Huan, who was advancing fiercely in the storm, and frowned.

Mingyue's inky eyes looked at Qin Huan, she was a warrior in the torrent, and there were no fluctuations in her heart, but she soon calmed down. She understated it: "The five sides of the Taoist Scripture dare to cross here." This courage alone is good. ”

"I don't think he has any guts, but with his ability, I can't get by," said the young man, who held a wine gourd in his hand, and frowned at the first hearing it

Along the way, they also realized the dangers of the river. They are afraid that it will be really difficult to cross the river in Wonderland.

"Not necessarily. This man is really powerful. Shi Xianxin looked at Qin Huan's back, and suddenly remembered where he had seen Qin Huan.

"Where in this world can we be stronger?" Compared with Brother Sheng, he is not qualified to carry shoes at all. The young man sniffed the road, as if he couldn't hear the teacher's heart and Mingyue praising others.

Ling Hu Chong: "Although Brother Ling Hu Chong is very strong, don't look at others. When this person was still the Three Saints of Daojing, I saw him kill the half-step Immortal Rao Monk with one finger and the Monk of the Dry Pure Peak with a knife. Shi Xianxin looked at the young man and whispered to him, the young Ling Hu Chong looked surprised, but he was very young and stubborn. He took another sip of wine, "What's wrong, he may be kind in this world, but he is far worse than those monsters in the fairy world for hundreds of years, let alone Brother Sheng."

The demons of Wonderland are in awe. ”

Shi Xianxin and Mingyue frowned, but they didn't continue anything, because the truth was the same, they couldn't refute it, they couldn't refute it. Shixian not only stared at Linghu, but also: "You are still young, drink less bars." ”

"Haha, who made me have an alcoholic grandfather?" Linghu smiled and took a big sip.

As the giant ship advanced, the figure that moved forward resolutely in the storm gradually disappeared into the dark world. However, the discussion on the A-boat continued for a long time, and people wondered if Qin Huan would be able to cross the river smoothly.

A moment later.

The giant ship arrived safely at the river's main city docks. After the light curtain disappeared, thousands of monks jumped straight down

After getting off the boat, Ling Hu Chong: "Sister Mingyue, let me ask you." You are waiting for me here. After a while, he asked the monk on the dock with the wine jug, and Linghu rushed up excitedly: "Sister Mingyue, I found it." "This flask is a container for wine, in an inn near the river. Let's go to the main city of the river. "As an alcoholic, he couldn't resist buying it almost anywhere