Yu Tissot also flew ashore, chased a few steps and felt that the distance was a little far, and the other party was about to dive into the dense forest, and he rushed in with a Tenghai fork in his hand, but his movement was restricted. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Tissot stopped, confirmed the other party's pace, wind direction, and wind speed, and waved his hand violently, Teng Hai fork was like an arrow off the string, and it was like Tissot skimming high in the air, and it was accurately pierced in the back of the opponent's heart.

The Ironfish gang cheered, and immediately someone ran over to confirm that the other party was dead, and pulled out the Tenghai fork, cleaned it in the river, and handed it back to Yu Tissoot.

Bian Rongzhang gave them two quarters of an hour to rest and clean up the battlefield, and then went to inform the other surrounding forces to continue the cleanup after two quarters of an hour.

The rest of the year was relatively peaceful, and there were no large-scale or prolonged fierce battles until the time of camping.

In fact, it is not dark yet, if you are on the side of Yundang Mountain, you will definitely fight for an hour or two at night.

But here is cloudy and mist, the visibility is very low, and the lighting effect after the lights penetrate the clouds and fog is also limited, it is better to set up camp earlier, raise your spirits, and fight again after dawn.

After dinner, Cheng Fei carefully looked at Yu Tissot's Tenghai fork.

If it weren't for knowing in advance that this was an intermediate-level mysterious weapon, there really wasn't anything special about it, it wasn't as tall as Cheng Fei's Yueying Sword, it wasn't like Xiang Kun's Green Feather Whip with a strange texture, and it wasn't like Liu Cuiyao's Water Splitting Sword that was different at first glance.

Cheng Fei repeatedly explored, and finally found four columns of small characters, but five of them could not see what the words were anyway, he temporarily circled the top position, and after reading them all, he felt that it was a seven-word poem: the river is deep and the river is dangerous, the fork is in the hand, the waves cross the sea and the sky, and the dragon points to the water and the peak.

Cheng Fei knew that this was just built in the Qihua Sect before Tissot joined the purging team, and there was no wear and tear in the blurred handwriting, obviously to prevent others from seeing what the words were.

Cheng Fei felt that this little poem might be the key, otherwise there would not be five deliberately unreadable words.

Yu Tissot also heard that these words have something to do with the power of Teng Haicha, probably because he was worried that others would copy them, so he deliberately blurred the font.

Since Yu Tiansuo also said so, Cheng Fei strengthened his guess even more, and thought hard about what those five vague words were.

These five words are very skillful, and many words can be filled in, which can make this little poem smooth and meaningful, and the difficulty of guessing is greatly increased.

While recalling the poems and prose that have been sung in China for 5,000 years, Cheng Fei repeatedly pondered what words would best fit the artistic conception.

But he pondered for most of the hour, and the only thing that can be determined is that there should be a "lead" behind Jiaolong's water, and Jiaolong's water leads to Taofeng.

Before Yu Tissot's Tenghai fork on the water waves, then pointed at the other party, the anaconda-like river water will immediately pounce on the other party, the word "citation" is the most appropriate.

Cheng Fei carefully inquired about Yu Tissot's requirements when he built the Tenghai Fork, as well as the information he was told when he got the Tenghai Fork, and after thinking about it again, he felt that the first two small poems and the passage told Yu Tissot should have the same meaning: You can go anywhere in the big river, as long as you hold the Tenghai Fork, you will be walking on the ground.

Cheng Fei felt that behind the river and river risks should be "Ren Er", which means that no matter how deep the river is, you can go as you go.

The fork should be "under the foot" at the back of the hand, and the flat foot is not like walking on the ground?

Cheng Fei read the full version of the four small poems: "The river is deep and the river is dangerous, the Xuancha is flat under the hands and feet, the waves cross the sea and the sky, and the dragon points the water to lead the waves." ”

When Yu Tissot heard this, he patted his thigh and applauded.

Cheng Fei's eyes lit up, "Gang Master Yu remembered the original poem?"

Yu Tissot shook his head again and again, "How do I know!"

"And what are you?"

"It sounds very feeling! I can't help but applaud. Cheng Gongzi, since you have guessed the original verse, according to what we just imagined, can you imitate Teng Haicha?"

Cheng Fei pursed his lips, "It can't be that simple, right?"

"That's not necessarily, a lot of things are just a layer of window paper, which can be broken when you poke it. Not everyone has the cultural background of Cheng Gongzi, and it is easy to guess the original verses, so this matter is simple for Cheng Gongzi, but not necessarily for others. ”

"Actually, I don't know if it's right or not, but we think it should be like this. ”

Yu Tissot slapped his thigh again, "It's not easy, just try it, I'll let someone take an ordinary harpoon, you carve the poem and try it." ”

Give it a try? Cheng Fei's waist is straight, try it, try it, how do you know if it's the case if you don't try?

Yu Tissot waved at a young gang, and the young gang immediately ran over. I heard that I was going to experiment with making an intermediate mystical weapon, so I hurriedly ran back and got my own harpoon.

When the others saw him running in a hurry, some people asked more, and when they learned that Cheng Fei was going to make an intermediate mystery, they all hurriedly gathered around, and several of them were holding their own harpoons.

Cheng Fei couldn't cry or laugh when he saw everyone's eagerly anticipating it, and he hadn't written a word yet, as if I would really make this thing.

Cheng Fei took the harpoon in the hands of the young gang, thought about it, mobilized the light attribute in his body, and engraved the four small poems with the dragon and the phoenix.

Of course, the Dragon Flying Phoenix Dance is from the perspective of the Iron Fish Gang, because the people of the Iron Fish Gang are not highly educated, and their writing is not as good as Cheng Fei.

The young gang rubbed their hands impatiently, looking eager to try.

Yu Tiansuo also looked at Cheng Fei eagerly, "Cheng Gongzi, is it done?"

Cheng Fei always felt that it was too easy, so he just nodded subconsciously.

Yu Tissot immediately took the Chengfei version of the Tenghai fork and asked the young gang to try it.

The young gang happily rushed to the nearest river and leaped.

"Poof"!

The young gang jumped directly into the river, without even revealing their heads.

Fortunately, the people of the Ironfish Gang are familiar with water, and this young gang is no exception, and they will soon go ashore.

As soon as the mountain wind blew at night, the young gang shivered and sneezed.

Cheng Fei was a little embarrassed, and quickly took out new clothes from the lotus pond for him to change into, so as not to fall ill.

Yu Tissot hurriedly comforted Cheng Fei, "It's just the first one, how can it be successful all of a sudden, come on, try again." ”

Immediately, several harpoons stretched out in front of Cheng Fei.

Yu Tiansuo immediately became angry, "Why are you daring to point at Cheng Gongzi with a harpoon, you can't feel comfortable, right?"

Cheng Fei, who was thinking about what the problem was, looked up when he heard the sound, and was startled by the cold light shining in the harpoon, and he could even see the damage caused by the sharp weapon on it.

Cheng Fei immediately thought that the reason why the imitation might not be successful was because all the words were too clear, right? )