Such a high evaluation was said in the mouth of the elm bookmark, and Li Shuishan was a little frightened, and hurriedly explained: "If you want to say that the woman and the treasure choose one, it is really a treasure! Do you know why? Women and treasures are both treasures, one is tender and the other is hard, and for the monk, each has its own merits." You'll understand later. ”

Li Shuishan smiled innocently, is there such a realm in the world?

After talking with the mountain giant for a long time, Gu Fengdao took out the wine jug and drank freely, didn't he say that he had to go to the third floor tomorrow? This second time the clouds of the vast sea were gathered and scattered, except for the bloody cumulus clouds in his eyes, there were also auspicious clouds that had not been dragged over slightly exposed, and the murderous aura beside him surrounded an axis around his waist, which seemed to be intruding up and down.

The boy sweeping the floor on the chain boat, with a round pointed green hat, his small eyes blinking on his fat face, and the bitter dry monk behind pursed his cleft lips and smiled, as if to lure him to drop a pot of good wine.

This little boy is the old Po Zong's wine boy, with a pair of obscure eyes, and his white and tender little hands rub on the wooden surface, which can bring out the golden bull orchid that can grow without soil, and the hip woman in the sect who is slowly teasing in his hand is still innocent, and the man who swallows saliva is itching his teeth with hatred.

They had been waiting for the right time to teach the little boy a big lesson.

But the aroma of the wine was crooked in their nostrils, and they took a sip of the aftertaste, just as the Gu Fengdao people with a ruddy face after drinking the wine returned to the boat, they accidentally kicked the butt of the wine boy, and they didn't care about reporting their names, and returned to their rocking chairs with a smile, squeezing the air with their thick arms, and said comfortably: "What a second!"

Here, the sky is completely empty, and the five fingers are almost gone.

Dozens of red-robed old men who didn't know the sect pinched the edge of the broken bowl, fastened their red hats, pretended to be nervous, and secretly took advantage of the darkness to rush up a hill.

This mountain is covered with fine willow red cloth, and there are three or four old figures with bursting blood vessels reaching out and poking down into the small wooden barrel, and after the ten fingers are erected, they look at the light cast from nowhere, and sigh mournfully: "The sect is not prosperous, and we must fight against the water." The Great Elder of the Blood Sea is dead, if we can't get the best secret treasure to kill the One Water Sect, we are all prisoners. ”

The red-robed old men kneeling on the ground replied gloomily: "Obey!"

Li Shuishan jumped on the bow of a big boat with his mouth dry, his eyes were like cats, he found a wooden board with no debris and no one and sat down cross-legged, grabbed the four gourds around his waist, blew lightly, and the aura he spit out was cold and shocking, and they woke up tremblingly, and they cried crookedly.

They are as curious and playful as little children, Li Shuishan will not let them out easily, otherwise he will not be able to deal with any major incidents.

And he has a blood spell in his body, and his cultivation is low, and some monks are randomly selected here, all of whom are in a state of mind, and he can't help but get nervous in his heart, taking advantage of the moonlight to suck spiritual energy, and take out some of his magic weapons that can be used.

But when he touched the red grass branch left by the white-skinned human tree, pinched it on his fingertips and waved it gently, scattering a few leaves, there were blood vessels on the leaves, and after touching the plank, it became a small tree, and in a few breaths, the plank within this inch was broken little by little, fortunately, Li Shuishan reacted and grabbed the small tree in time.

The little tree held steady in the palm of his hand, and the red grass branch was carefully guarded by him

Put it away, look at it carefully for a while, and think: "The leaves can become trees in a few breaths, but what they devour is wood, I wonder if it will grow more rapidly if it is placed in the soil?" At that time, the white-skinned human tree wanted to be raised with my flesh, which means that this thing can also devour human blood. What kind of little tree does it make?"

Li Shuishan spit out the aura and let it suck it, and in the next moment, it directly tripled, and carefully threw him into his sleeve, it didn't move here, nothing was wrong.

Before he got up, the crane bald man came with a shiny head, and after slapping his buttocks, he threw out two wine bowls from his sleeves, and before he could ask, he directly sighed: "Drink, don't say so much." In fact, I secretly said in my heart: Lao Tzu can't beat your master, can't he get you drunk?

The sound of the la-la flowed in the silent night, and the sleeping men who licked their mouths were more excited than anyone else, and even a wine Mengzi stood under the big ship, standing on tiptoe and sticking out his tongue a few inches long to lick the hull of the boat, for fear that the good things spilled by the bald man poured wine would flow into the sea, and a drop would enter the throat, satisfied with the lying corpse boat, and he sat up with a sweet dream.

Li Shuishan is not drunk when he drinks, what is the point? But the bald man didn't think so, the jar of good dragon blood wine he brought, don't look a little fishy, once the wine bowls touched, the wine went down the stomach, and the silent heart would boil, and this wine still had the title of legend in his mind, and it was named a bowl of drunk.

This poured into such a young man who couldn't drink at first glance, and let him know the majesty of the crane bald man.

One, two, bang, bump together.

Li Shuishan drank it in one gulp, but he still showed how spicy it was, and said with a smile: "Good wine, but it's not spicy." ”

When the crane bald man heard this, he laughed cheerfully, and hurriedly explained the name of this jar of wine, and swore that you can't drink the second bowl, this listen, Li Shuishan's chest was burning, and the dragon's blood was boiling and sweeping, from the chest to the back of the chest, and he coughed twice and lay on the board.

The bald man said proudly: "Your master is not a good thing, don't learn from him, I will still lose in his hands in the end." If I can't even win against you, hmph, I still use the words that I am a peak master of Zhufeng? ”

As he spoke, he poured the wine, drank it, and lay on the boat humming a little song and said that he couldn't do it. He was greedy for half a sip of wine, which made his old waist hurt in his chest, and he fell asleep over and over.

Li Shuishan saw that the bald man of the crane was not moving, raised his middle finger and put it under his snort and breathed a sigh, the night was slow, this has not been seen for a long time, the night was a little uncomfortable, and he was very bored and leaned on the hull of the boat, and read a few small poems grinding in his heart to the starless and moonless night.

He remembered that he had said a lot of poems, but now he had almost forgotten it, after the dragon's blood fell silent, he picked up a bowl of wine and went down to his stomach, and several bowls in succession, making him feel more and more depressed the more he drank, but looking at the empty wine jar, he said secretly: "Maybe the crane bald man woke up and thought that he had drunk it, so be it!"

He got up and jumped off the boat, and ran to a fiery mountain where there were gathered figures, and then stopped, looked back, and the murderous Duxiu looked at him calmly and said, "There is something I want to ask below." ”

Li Shuishan didn't notice that a stranger was approaching him, so the Duxiu turned his big face and said lightly: "I saw that you were holding an unout-of-body sword in your hand, and there was a puff of smoke from the Island Dragon Hall on your body, have you ever been there?"

Li Shuishan nodded

"I was coming out of there a while ago. ”

The solo cultivator said respectfully: "I am Hanshi Xiu. As soon as I happened to see you, I felt that it was deep enough, and the bloody aura around your body did not match your age, if I hadn't secretly collected my mind, I would have thought that you had come out of the sea of blood. ”

Li Shuishan was puzzled: "Fellow Daoist Hanshi, do you feel wrong?" He groaned a little, and then said, "I know what you mean." I have a blood curse in my body, and the murderous aura around me may have attracted a lot of bloody souls, don't they just like it?"

After pondering, Han Shixiu nodded and said: "What you say is reasonable, I have never seen such a bloody young man, you are really the first person! I don't believe that some open-eyed Taoists can't see such blood? You should be more careful, the sword you hold is a bit fierce, and it can seriously drain your spiritual power." ”

Li Shuishan thanked him for the reminder, raised his hand and lightly opened the sword, which frightened Han Shixiu, a trace of calmness popped up in his struggling facial expression, and said calmly: "Reverse Scale Sword, this furnace cultivator gave this sword to you?"

There was a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and the three sentences were "more contemplative, bound and stepping", "there is a dragon in the water, jumping up against the wind", "the cold invades the heart, and the chaotic heart dies", to be today, he has not verified a word, and the words are a little sad.

Li Shuishan said sadly: "The old man has passed away, and he is gone. ”

Han Shixiu raised his eyes and said in horror: "True or false? When I saw him, he was alive and well, and he was carrying a basin of yellow rocks in his belly, his teeth were like steel, and he drank a basin of water. I still promised him, and after verifying the three words, I bowed my head and went up the mountain to seek the name of the Dragon Hall. It's no wonder that my parents are urging me to go to sea, don't wait until the sky changes. ”

After Li Shuishan sighed, he looked at the place of firelight, and felt a little sad in his heart, life is like this, a moment can be, a moment does not exist, life is like the past clouds and smoke being blown away by the wind, the only memory is still in the minds of others, slowly with the world to cover and forget.

Han Shixiu didn't say much, turned around and left, the waves blew on the blue robe, and he went against his heart, and after a few days, he could see his master again, I don't know if this face can still satisfy him?

The north was slightly bright, the waves hit his body cross-legged, his eyes were opened, his thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and there were a few more young people who were stunned for some reason beside him, they were a little obsessed, why did this young man have such a great attraction, and summoned the turtle in the dark to the stone face?

This mountain is not an ordinary mountain, it is not the largest mountain in the mountain sea. This reminded Li Shuishan of a mountain turtle found by the predecessors of his clan in a furnace of cultivation, and gave him a drop of mother water, such a good thing would be on this simple turtle?

It is not difficult to say that such a turtle reminds him of the turtle shell of the third uncle of the White Mountain God controlled by Huang Yu's bookmark, and now it has fallen into the hands of the monks on Taibei Mountain, and I don't know if it can be recovered?

The turtle has a long head and a short tail, and the turtle shell is scattered and broken, not to say that it was broken by the thick-eyebrow boy in front of him, but this is the technique of touching porcelain, spitting out a ruddy tongue, the white tongue is thick, and the smile is gloomy and shameless.

"Little Friar, my turtle walks the mountains and the sea, relying on the word integrity. The turtle shell that has been with me for 500 years is bad if it is bad, how do you say it will be compensated?" it said as it withdrew its worn-out turtle shell, raised its claws and threw it on the ground, and crossed its waist.