A few red peach blossoms fell on the turquoise river.

Yang Ning sat on the bamboo raft and watched the mountains and waters, ignoring the fact that a certain fairy washed his face with tears, and secretly felt sad.

Up and down the mountains on both sides of the Yi River, the sound of chanting in the ten temples of Longmen gradually became louder and louder, and the momentum became more and more powerful.

Yang Ning listened and sighed: "It has to be the peak of people's Buddhist incense......

Less than a minute after he finished saying this, the chanting in the Buddhist temples on both sides of the strait stopped abruptly.

Up and down the mountain, it's as quiet as if no one is there.

On the shore on the north side, Li Bai took the walkie-talkie and scolded: "This monk of Longmen has his brain in the water, right?!" ”

"To show that your own Buddhists are powerful? A bunch of silly*! ”

Beside Li Bai, a monk said embarrassedly: "How dare you, the abbot said, this is to welcome the descendants of the Lingmen to visit my Buddhist treasure land!" ”

"If a distinguished guest comes, I don't make some expressions from the top to the bottom of the Buddhist Sect, that's rude!"

"You can roll the calf!"

Li Bai scolded: "In case you upset others, your ten temples together are not enough for him to kill!" ”

The monk looked at Li Bai with a look of wanting to speak and stopping.

Li Bai: "There's a fart!" ”

Monk: "That, have you forgotten this donor, the Longmen Ten Temples are just called, in fact, they are nine temples and one view, and there is another Taoist temple in it, this is not only our Ten Buddhist Temples, but also your Taoist family business in the Ten Temples of Longmen." ”

Li Bai: "......"

The great poet showed a slightly embarrassed look on his face, and changed the topic: "This one is here, isn't it time for your second group leader to show up?" ”

The monk bowed to the bamboo raft on the Yi River and said, "That's nature, the team leader is already waiting for that one at the confluence of the Di River and the Yi River in front." ”

Li Bai's face showed a bit of stability, "That's good, that's good, so if there's anything to do, it's not us soldiers who are at least in front." ”

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On the Yi River, Yang Ning stopped listening to the chanting of the mountains on both sides, yawned and said casually: "Don't, I'm listening to the chanting sound is quite interesting, it's much more fun than listening to those little ghosts catching toads every day, continue." ”

There was no movement around, but just after Yang Ning finished saying this, within a few seconds, the sound of chanting in the mountains sounded again.

In this way, the bamboo raft went all the way up the river, and headed towards the river with the sound of chanting in the middle of the mountain.

Soon, the water of the river suddenly became turbulent, so that the bamboo raft that Yang Ning was riding was a little bumpy.

Yang Ning lifted his foot and gently touched the bamboo raft, and the river water returned to stability.

But it didn't take long for the water to become turbulent again, and even rolled up waves on the surface of the river, which was hundreds of meters wide, and at first glance it looked like ocean waves.

This time, Yang Ning stared at the river for a while, and said with a smile: "It turns out that there is something that does not welcome me to come, well, what can I do?" ”

Yang Ning said and knocked on the seat under him, "Brother Water Ghost, you say, what should I do?" ”

The clothed water ghost holding the long pole said with difficulty: "It's just a thousand or a thousand years, it's not a problem for you. ”

Yang Ning hesitated: "It didn't make any mistakes, it finally lived for a thousand years, and it just killed it, isn't it?" ”

The water ghost slowed down and said, "You're still good." ”

As the two spoke, the waves of the river had come closer.

Yang Ning said lightly: "Okay, I know this is your territory, and I will give you a qualification to jump the dragon gate in a while." ”

As his words fell, the waves that surged from the surface of the river fell very magically in front of Yang Ning, and in the end, they didn't bring up a trace of waves under the bamboo raft that Yang Ning was riding.

The bamboo raft continued to move forward, and it was already about to go out of the dragon gate, and the wide Dijiang River in front of it was far away.

At this time, there was a figure on the river, which looked like he was stepping on the river, walking towards Yang Ning's bamboo raft.

When I looked closer, it was an old monk, just dressed in simple monk's robes, with a white beard, an inconspicuous trace of blood red in the depths of his eyes, and a leaf of reeds under his feet.

On the shore of Longmen, Li Bai looked at the monk from a distance through the drone, and muttered to himself: "This is, the monk leader of the second group?" ”

This is already the second team leader Li Bai has ever seen, and the previous one is Luo Han, the leader of the fourth group.

Like Luohan, Li Bai found that the leader of these two groups was also a ghost.

On the river, Yang Ning got up from the bamboo raft and said to the monk, "Master Wuyan, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The old monk who was stepping on the reeds bowed slightly to Yang Ning from afar, and said, "Little guy, you are finally here, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come so late?" ”

Yang Ning said with a smile: "The old guy is more tenacious, the blood dried up about half a year ago, and I buried him and kept his filial piety for three months, and then he came out of the mountain." ”

"Half a year ago?"

The old monk who was stepping on the reeds didn't seem to move, but a flash of horror flashed in his eyes, "Let the old man calculate, you fell into his hands at the age of five, seven years old, seventeen years old......"

The old monk looked at Yang Ning with an incredulous expression: "Good guy, you let him bleed for ten years without dying?!" ”

Yang Ning nodded a little ashamedly and said, "Yes, in fact, I can let him hold on for a few more years, but I have been torturing him for ten years, so I don't bother with him and let his body go to the ground." ”

The old monk said tentatively: "Let his body sink into the ground?" And what about his soul? ”

Yang Ning looked as a matter of course: "That's my teacher, naturally he lights up and accompanies me?" Does this still need to be asked? ”

The old monk nodded again and again: "Well, yes, it makes sense, you are right." ”

Yang Ning said with a smile: "Thank you Master Wuya for being willing to sit in this Dragon Gate for ten years and earn countless good karma for me." ”

The old monk waved his hand and said: "As long as you are dedicated to goodness, no matter what happens to our old guys, it is worth it, that guy from Luohan has already picked a pick and ran away, right?" ”

"You let the chief monk of the celestial phenomena take his place? Is it reliable? ”

Yang Ning smiled and said: "He doesn't dare to be unreliable." ”

"That's good."

The old monk looked at the two mountains and one river of Longmen behind Yang Ning, and sighed: "Little guy, hurry up, the old man is also tired." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Ning again, "Little guy, you have grown up too, and you are no longer the little kid who slapped the old Buddha beads into scum with one paw." ”

Yang Ning smiled and said, "Of course, now I can raise your soul with a slap." ”

Old Monk: "......"

The old monk's face changed suddenly.

"Haha! Master Boundless, I'm kidding, look at it scares you! ”

While laughing, Yang Ning took out a blank little doll from the white cloth bag on his body, and took out a brush to draw mysterious lines on it.

After the lines were drawn, Yang Ning took out a piece of dragon scales from the cloth bag and tied it to the little doll.

Finally, he drew the facial features of the doll, pulled the purple rope, and threw it into the river in front of him.

The moment the doll entered the water, all of a sudden, the entire Yi River rumbled and splashed of different sizes!

At the same time, Yang Ning waved the brush in his hand and crossed an arc in the sky of Yihe.

Like a miracle from the sky, in the sky with a long drizzle in autumn, a golden glow emerged in the sky above the Yi River outside the Dragon Gate!

The dragon gate is now on top of the dragon gate!

Whoa—

Up and down the Yi River, fish of different sizes jumped out of the water one after another, competing towards the golden dragon fish drawn by Yang Ning!

The sudden appearance of the vision attracted countless tourists on both sides of the Longmen to look here!

So, someone noticed at a glance the old monk standing on the river with reeds.

Someone noticed Yang Ning, who had just passed through the dragon gate and had a dusty temperament in white.

Some people even noticed the golden glow that Yang Ning waved his hand in the sky, like an arch.

At this moment, the tourists of Longmen pressed the shutter in their hands one after another to record the magical scenery in front of them.

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