"Why can't I sense natural energy!" Wang Banxian said with a sad face.

"Either your mind hasn't calmed down, your mind hasn't been completely emptied, or you don't have the talent for it. Ying Wuxin looked at him and said indifferently.

Wang Banxian raised his eyebrows and shouted, "How is it possible? According to Xiao Dao Ye's statement, I can obviously cast the method of the second great realm of cultivation elemental realm, calling the wind and calling the clouds, why can't I sense this most basic energy?"

"I should be far weaker than—much weaker than Xiao Daoye!"

Ying Wuxin's face darkened, his eyes narrowed dangerously, he thought for a moment, and gestured with his chin: "Go to the river to try, the water vapor can rise before there are clouds!"

Wang Banxian ran over with a happy face, made hexagram marks against the river, and shouted in his mouth, as if cheering for himself.

Crash!

The mirror-like river suddenly set off a huge wave, several zhang wide and one zhang high, and it was covered against Wang Banxian.

"Hehe, little old man, I am really talented, better than Xiaodao-ah!" Before Wang Banxian, who was grinning, could finish his words, the water waves fell, wrapped his body, and then flowed into the river, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The bright moon is still the same, and the river is calm again, and there is not a trace of waves to be seen.

Ying Wuxin stretched his waist and yawned: "Now that it's quiet, I can finally sleep peacefully." ”

He took out the leggings tied on his legs, as well as the arm guards in his sleeves, stacked them on top of each other, made a pillow, and put them on his head, lay down on the grass, and quickly fell asleep.

In the morning, Ying Wuxin woke up, and at first glance he looked at Sanliuzhuang behind him, which still existed, but the appearance had become a tattered appearance that had been abandoned for many years, and the courtyard orientation of the only few families in the village had completely changed.

At this time, the gate of Liu Gencheng's house was no longer visible, and the big tree at the gate also ran to the other side of the village.

Frowning slightly, slightly realized, should not have the intention to get up, looked at the river in front of him, the sun has been raised, under the bright light, the broad river surface reflects a piece of brilliance, meandering into the distance, really like a jade belt, bright and moist.

"There must be demons in the depths of the water, most of the rivers here are evil, let the half-immortals take the lead to explore the way, I don't know what the result is?"

"The moon rose like a silver basin and poured out its brilliance. ”

"The city is beautiful, and the lights are on. ”

"The little sister freshened up and dressed up and came to welcome the guests. ”

"The music sounds, the music sings, and the dance makes waves—"

"It's better to stir up the fire in my brother's heart and forget the mother-in-law at home-"

......

A burst of loud men's singing came from the upper reaches of the river, sounding unusually awkward, Ying Wuxin couldn't help frowning, this is clearly a kitsch tune in the Qinglou, only those rich and vulgar people will listen to it, I can't imagine that there are men learning to sing here, but it is really tasteful.

A small boat turned out from the back of the hillside, and at the stern stood a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a slightly dark complexion, a face with a pile of flesh, a rough face, and a pair of dark eyes, which was particularly exciting.

He wore a shabby pair of black trousers, rolled up at the knees, a half-new yellow linen shirt on his upper body, the sleeves were also pulled up to the elbows, the clothes on his chest were open, the plackets on both sides were stained, and he held a long artemisia in his hand, and approached him with a stroke.

"This man, do you want to take a boat?" the middle-aged man stopped singing awkwardly when he saw someone here, and shouted at the top of his throat.

"How much does it cost to go to the Shijiazhuang in front?" Ying Wuxin asked.

The middle-aged man glanced ahead, "There, it takes a long detour by water, and it is estimated that it will only be there in the evening, but I know a shortcut, it only takes an hour, but there is danger, how do you choose?"

"Danger, what danger?" Ying Wuxin asked with interest.

"It's a cave, it's very dark inside, it is said that there are demons and spirits hiding in it waiting to catch people and eat it, and there are a lot of knife fish in the water, and there will be no bones left after eating people. ”

"So what do you think I should choose?"

The middle-aged man smiled, "How do I know, I am a poor man who supports the boat, and we will take whatever road the master wants." ”

Ying Wuxin said: "If you take a short approach, aren't you afraid of losing your life?"

The middle-aged man laughed, "A cheap life, if you lose it, you will lose it, who made us poor, in order to make some money, we can only pin our heads to the waistband of our trousers." ”

Ying Wuxin nodded, "I'm in a hurry." ”

"That's the shortcut, a total of thirty wen. The middle-aged man smiled and propped the boat to the shore, stretched out his hand and said, "According to our rules here, give half as a deposit first." ”

Ying Wuxin took off the money bag at his waist, opened it, took out fifteen thin copper coins from it, handed it over, and got into the boat with an arrow.

In the corner of the cabin was an incense burner, and in it there was curling white smoke, emitting a light stream of sandalwood.

"It's so fragrant!" Ying Wuxin sniffed, closed his eyes intoxicatedly, and exclaimed.

The middle-aged man had already set off the boat and went downstream downstream, and when he heard this, he smiled and said, "Xiang, this is what I specially honored to the river god's grandfather." ”

"River God?"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, his expression was a little frightened, he pointed down, and said softly: "It's the immortal here, it's amazing, it's not good to honor his old man, my ship has long been taken away, how dare you beg for a living here." ”

Thinking of the fact that the half-immortal was swept away by the waves last night, Ying Wuxin cheered up and asked, "How much do you know about the river god here?"

"It's not much, I've never seen Grandpa River God exert power before, but three years ago, Grandpa River God suddenly appeared, and the Shijiazhuang you want to go to is because you don't know how to offend Grandpa River God, and it has become hell, and the nearby villages and towns are frightened, and they have begun to offer incense and offerings, which makes Grandpa River God raise his noble hand and let go of other villages and towns. ”

Ying Wuxin frowned slightly, it seems that the news he inquired about is indeed correct, there is a problem in Shijiazhuang, and now it seems that it should be the river god who is making trouble.

"Shijiazhuang has become hell, what is the specific situation?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "Who knows, it's all passed on, no one has seen it with their own eyes, and now no one dares to go there, so you Daoists have the courage." ”

Ying Wuxin smiled, "You have good eyesight." ”

"Haha, I only came into contact with it a few days ago, and I know that you people who carry long swords and always go to dangerous places are Taoist heroes. ”

"You sent the Daomen, where did they go?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and said, "Ah, a man and two women, both of them are your age, the men are handsome and graceful, the two women have their own characteristics, they are both beautiful, they went to Zhang Village downstream." ”

Then he asked, and the middle-aged man couldn't say anything new.

As he spoke, the boat had reached the fork of the river, and split into two, one side was the original river, flowing farther into the mountains, and on the other side was a cave under the mountain, which was dark.

"This master, we are going into the cave, there is an indescribable danger inside, you have to be careful, don't look around, and don't make a sound, otherwise there will be an accident, and we will all die." The middle-aged man warned solemnly.