Wan Wushui and his line of light boats followed, starting from Wubao and going down the river, the boat traveled very quickly, and arrived at the Fengling ferry port in the third evening.

Fenglingdu is located in the Yellow River south to turn to the east of the big bend, but also the junction of Shaanxi, Shanxi and Henan provinces, since ancient times is the first big ferry port of the Yellow River, thousands of years, I don't know how many people from here to the east and west.

The boat docked at the ferry.

In the evening, the sunset reflects the red surface of the river, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the Tongguan and Huashan mountains on the other side of the Yellow River are faintly visible.

Wan Wushui sat on the bow of the boat, thinking that all the way west, not to mention the loss of soldiers, and let the little junior brother be injured like this, and drank a few glasses of wine to kill his sorrows.

At this time, a small boat sailed over on the river, and an old monk sat on the boat, and he didn't see how he made the boat, and the boat was able to cross the turbulent Yellow River.

Wan Wushui was shocked, who is the old monk on this boat, with the extreme internal force to control the boat, how many people in the world can do it?

Xiaozhou was very close to the Fengling Ferry, Wan Wushui quickly stood up and bowed to Xiaozhou and said:

"Wan Wushui is fortunate to meet the predecessors at the Fengling Ferry, which is a great blessing in life, if the predecessors do not dislike it, please go to the boat to sit."

Zhuoma Yangjin heard the voice and also walked out of the cabin, looking at the old monk on the boat in amazement.

The old monk opened his eyes slightly and looked at Wan Wushui, and suddenly flew flat across the river and sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat.

The old monk looked thin and withered, his eyebrows were white, his hands were folded, and his eyes were closed all the time.

Wan Wushui and Zhuoma Yangjin stood beside them, not knowing what to do, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

After a while, the old monk said slowly:

"Wan Wushui, the commander of the Jingshi Jinyi Guard, the first disciple of the White Lotus Sect Leader Mao Tiantian, where are you going? In this cabin, it seems that someone has suffered extremely serious internal injuries. ”

Zhuoma Yangjin had already taken out a cup of tea and respectfully put it in front of the old monk.

Wan Wushui hurriedly responded:

"It's great that my predecessors know my teacher, I went to northern Shaanxi on a business trip with my junior brother, but I met Yan Wuji, my little junior brother Chu Liufeng and Yan Wuji were seriously injured in the palm, and I was helpless to be treated in the Wubao barracks in northern Shaanxi, so I had to take the little junior brother back to Beijing to find a master to rescue.

God has eyes, let us meet the old-timers here, and the little junior brother will be saved, and please look at the face of the family teacher to save the little junior brother's life, and I am grateful for the lack of water. ”

After Wan Wushui finished speaking, he had to lean down and kowtow to the old monk.

The old monk had already opened his eyes, his divine light was overflowing, and he moved his hands together, and he couldn't kneel without water.

"Yan Wuji has been crisscrossing the northwest decades ago, what are you going to provoke him for?"

After the old monk finished speaking, he raised his hand into the cabin, Wan Wushui heard Chu Liufeng moaning, and couldn't help but rejoice in his heart:

"The old-timer is using his supreme internal force to hit the hole in the air, it seems that the little junior brother has been saved.

Beginning on the second day, the old monk came to heal Chu Liufeng twice a day in the morning and evening, and when he came, he sat in the bow of the boat, never entered the cabin, and no longer talked to Wan Wushui.

Late that night, a sound of fighting woke up Wan Wushui, Chu Liufeng, who was worried about being seriously injured, and Zhuoma Yangjin, Wan Wushui hurriedly walked out of the cabin.

But when I saw the pitch-black Yellow River, there were a few plopping sounds, as if someone had fallen into the river, and there were also sounds of help from time to time.

Wan Wushui didn't dare to go over to save people, but vaguely saw a high-rise boat going upstream, and a smaller boat had sunk into the big river.

"Mrs. Fengling, one of the best beauties in the martial arts back then, I haven't seen her for more than ten years, but now she is a monk and a crazy person, life is really ups and downs, which makes people sigh."

The voice of the speaker was extremely majestic, Wan Wushui's heart was shocked, this person's skill is even above the master, who is this?

"The sneaky in the middle of the night handed over the divine clothes and flying armor, and I no longer embarrass you."

A voice whispered, and then the internal force stirred, breaking through the air with full of sharpness, and a figure flew into the night sky.

"You're already crazy, what do you want to do with that thing, I heard that the divine clothes and flying armor were taken away by your senior sister, you go to find her, you sisters haven't seen you for many years, don't you miss it?"

It was still the majestic voice that spoke, and it was the sound of banging hands.

"I believe you for the time being, although I don't recognize who you are, but your skills are still passable, and there are not many such characters in the world."

"Haha! Fengling Master is too graceful back then, such a unique character, for decades, there is still no second one. ”

After the majestic voice was finished, Fengling Shitai snorted, and the person had already stepped on the surface of the Yellow River and walked away, just like Chu Liufeng saw that night in the south of the Yangtze River, but Chu Liufeng was still asleep at this time.

The old monk's boat next to him, but there was no movement at all, Wan Wushui saw that the high-rise ship was far away, and was about to go back to the cabin to sleep, when there was a sound of rushing water on the water, and someone was talking in a low voice.

"Mercy! Hold on to me, and I'll be on the shore in no time. ”

It was Tie Dan, Wan Wushui shouted loudly, grabbed the bamboo pole on the boat, and went to pick up the people in the water.

The two climbed onto the boat, still with ropes tied to their bodies, and Wan Wushui hurriedly untied the ropes.

"Tiedan! What's going on? ”

"We don't know, the soldiers guarding us, it seems that they are fighting with others, it is another big boat, I vaguely heard in the cabin what is said to be a god clothes flying armor, and then the boat is about to sink, so I rolled into the river with mercy and swam over."

"That's fine, you bear the wrong name, and you will also suffer accidents when you get to the capital, now that you have escaped, I will find a way to rescue you slowly."

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Time flies quickly, moored in Fenglingdu for more than ten days, suddenly it is almost the end of May, the north has entered the early summer, the sun is shining on the river during the day, the cabin is still very warm around noon, and at night, the river is still somewhat chilly.

Chu Liufeng's injuries have improved greatly, and seeing that Zhuoma Yangjin and Xin Tiedan are by his side, his spirit has also improved a lot.

In the afternoon of this day, heavy rain began to fall outside, and the heavy rain blew into the cabin from time to time with the strong wind.

At this moment, a voice came from the bow of the ship:

"No water! Come out. ”

It was the voice of the old monk, and Wan Wushui hurriedly answered and walked out of the cabin.

Outside the bow of the boat, in the wind and rain, the old monk was still sitting there cross-legged with his hands folded and his eyes closed.

"I have helped Chu Liufeng open up the meridians, his original internal strength has been lost, it will still take some time to recover, according to common sense, his serious injury, it will take at least three and a half years to recover, fortunately, in these days, I have transmitted some of my own power to his body, and my power must be combined with my internal strength and mental method to be integrated."

After the old monk finished speaking, he took out a yellowed booklet from his pocket, handed it to Wan Wushui and said:

"You asked Chu Liufeng to follow the above exercises every day, step by step, if it is fast, in about a month, the internal force I transmitted to him will be able to be used by him.

By that time, his skills should be more than one step higher than his original, and it will be difficult to meet opponents in the world, but I have to warn him that there is still a big gap between him and the top masters in the world. ”

Wan Wushui heard that the old monk had already transmitted his skills to the little junior brother in order to save Chu Liufeng as soon as possible, and knelt down with emotion, and kowtowed to the old monk a few times with a bang.

When he got up again, he only saw that in the wind and rain, the boat left the Fengling ferry, and the old monk sat on it and went north.

Suddenly, on the turbulent river, a building boat came, and the building boat went down the river and crashed straight into the boat.

Wan Wushui was shocked, vaguely remembering that late that night, he saved Xin Tiedan and Pity, and what he saw was this ship, Xin Tiedan also ran out of the cabin at this time, looking anxiously.

"Go and get a bow and arrows."

Wan Wushui took the bow and arrow, and the three arrows shot at the mast of the ship, and the one next to the main mast was blown by the wind and rain, and it happened to be hit by the arrow of Wan Wushui, and it broke all of a sudden, and the boat changed its direction a little, which was able to avoid the old monk's boat.

Wan Wushui went to look at the boat again, but the old monk was not on it.

At this time, there was a clear birdsong from the boat, and two blackbirds rose into the sky.

Wan Wushui and Xin Tiedan were very worried, and went to the river to find the old monk, but the water was white, and there was not even half a water bird.

"Senior brother! These two blackbirds are Hai Dongqing raised by Wan Yan Hongjin, the leader of the Jinqing gang outside the Guan, maybe Wan Yan Hongjin is on this boat. ”

Chu Liufeng in the cabin had already pushed open the window, and while watching, he was talking anxiously, and he couldn't stop coughing after speaking.

"Don't speak, Brother Chu! It's a pity that I asked Diao'er to go back to Kunlun Mountain to deliver a letter, or I just happened to fight with this blackbird. ”

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from the boat, and the laughter shook my heart like gold and iron.

It was the person with the majestic voice who fought with Fengling Shitai that night, and Wan Wushui's face had changed.

"Master Hongxu! Why are you? ”

A tall alien on the boat, who looked like he was in his fifties, slapped his palm at the thin and withered old monk.

The old monk snorted and pushed over with his hands folded.

Wan Wushui was relieved at this time, and the old monk actually got on the boat.

The tall alien shook for a moment, but the old monk took half a step back.

"Wanyan Hongjin! What are you doing in Daming? ”

Master Hongxu pushed out with his palms again, and his hands were already separated.

The person who came was really the leader of the Jinqing Gang, Wanyan Hongjin.

"The divine clothes and flying armor have appeared in this northwest again, and I will also come to find this divine object."

"You'd better go back to the customs earlier, it's a relic of Liu Shenyi back then, and even if you find it, it won't belong to you."

In an instant, the two of them actually attacked each other with extremely superior internal force, after all, it was Master Hongxu in order to heal Chu Liufeng's injuries, plus he suffered from old age, he couldn't help but take a few steps backwards, jumped off the boat, and went to the boat again, sitting cross-legged on it, as if he had suffered internal injuries.

Wan Wushui was anxious, pulled out his bow and arrows, and three arrows in a row, shot at Wanyan Hongjin on the boat.

The first and second arrows arrived on the boat, Wanyan Hongjin took it casually and threw it at the Yellow River, Wan Wushui, Xin Tiedan and others were shocked.

"Jin Qing Gang Leader! Why do you want to be like the younger generations? ”

The voice of Master Hongxu came from the river, obviously afraid that Wanyan Hongjin would be embarrassed by Wan Wushui and others.

After hearing this, Yan Hongjin laughed again, and after the laughter, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and the whistling sound went straight through the sky, like a stormy wave, shaking the waterless boat squeak.

After the whistle was over, Wan Yan Hongjin's sleeves were volleyed in the air, and the third arrow in his hand had already shot towards the waterless boat.

With a loud bang, the ship's main mast was directly broken by Wanyan Hongjin's arrow, and a large number of sails and masts fell down and piled on the deck.

Wan Wushui and the others looked at this scene and were shocked.

At this time, on the Yellow River, accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano, a white shadow slipped and shot like lightning towards Wanyan Hongjin on the boat.

It's the mysterious man in white again!

"Jin Qing Gang Leader, Wanyan Hongjin, let me ask you, are you the first disciple of the old man of Bliss?"

The mysterious man in white floated in the air above the ship, and Wanyan Hongjin was even a little at a loss.

"Who are you? I have nothing to do with the Old Man of Bliss, is that the flying armor of the god clothes on you? ”

Wanyan Hongjin's generation of grandmasters was actually a little nervous.

"The Jinqing gang leader doesn't tell the truth, sooner or later, one day, I will let you report to your master."

After the mysterious man in white finished speaking, he had already floated across the river and went straight away.

Master Hongxu, who was sitting on the boat, saw this scene, shook his head slightly, and let out a long sigh.