There was a boo.

The sluggish little friar covered his mouth and chuckled, and the Dow finger broke the turtle shell.

Li Shuishan looked helpless and got up to watch him drop the turtle shell, flicked his face, echoed in a crisp voice, and said softly: "I rested so much last night, where did I touch your turtle shell? Besides, I was sitting on the reef, and you jumped up from the sea, and if you opened your mouth, it would be a loss? Could it be that I am a bully?"

Seeing that he pinched out the scabbard in his sleeve, the ancestor of the mountain said in a soft tone, and said in a low voice: "Xiaoyou, don't panic, it may be that I have been sleeping for decades before waking up, and I am confused." I'm here to apologize to you, but the tortoise shell is old, and I need a new place to live. If you can give it to me, I will give you a magic weapon. ”

Li Shuishan said with interest: "What kind of magic weapon? ”

Seeing the mountain ancestor pretending to be mysterious, he approached quietly, and said in a floating voice, "The mountain ancestor is so Yaxing, he has his eyes on the cultivation of the atmosphere of my peaks at a glance, what, do you want me to set you down to drink sake, welcome you?"

Seeing the mountain ancestor smiling and wearing the turtle shell, the frightened little monks dispersed one after another, and in a blink of an eye, they became a hunchbacked old cultivator, wearing black cloth shoes, with light eyebrows and bright eyes, and jumped on the boat tremblingly, and said boldly: "I haven't seen you for a few years, the mountain giant is still that poor and sour, let me tease your disciple What's wrong?"

The mountain giant also squinted and smiled, he pointed his finger and gestured a few words in the air, and said obscenely: "This disciple is not another disciple, if you tease you, you will go, let alone I didn't remind you." ”

Seeing that the old group of the mountain was dizzy, looking back and thinking, he was suddenly startled, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "Hehe, Xiaoyou, the old man has no eyes, I don't know that you are an old madman disciple." Today's joke will be revealed, a pot of good wine, sent to you. ”

He grabbed it in his sleeve, threw out the carved red pot of wine, smiled and took out another pot, sat down cross-legged, the mountain giant shook his head and called Li Shuishan to drink together, he shook his head, looked into the distance, and politely refused.

The crane bald man woke up in the morning, got up and stretched out his hand to twist his buttocks, looked down to see the empty wine jug, rubbed the back of his head and squinted his eyes to wonder if someone had stolen his wine, and then thought about it, he drank and got drunk, and went to blame others, clapped his palms and smiled: "Cow! Lao Tzu is a cow! A pot of dragon blood wine just slept for a while, and then when she said it, which woman would be shy when she heard it." If there is a surface, there is a surface. He kicked off the wine bowl and wine can, took off his robe, jumped off the boat, and took a cold shower.

Li Shuishan's blood boiled from time to time, the dragon's blood boiled overnight without harming him, there was a mysterious power hovering in his blood, and the source of this power was like one of the three swords on his back.

He couldn't help but think about it for a while, first ruled out the peach wood sword, the silver iron sword was the main kill, and the copper sword was suppressed, and he seemed to have some thoughts in his heart, and stood up when the sky was completely clear.

After another three or four hours, each sect is ready to go, each monk is very excited, the sound of hammering, Li Shuishan's eyes are indifferent, a roll of empty tunnel is formed, the vortex moves lightly below, the mountain giant waves his hand with his back and jaw, the monks of Zhufeng send a boat to march, Li Shuishan jumped on the boat supported by a short-haired young man, and before he raised his fist, he returned the salute without saying a word.

The speed of the boat is slightly slow, and it does not dare to get too close to the big boat to prevent it from resisting and getting involved in the sea.

When the big boat of Beizong was moving, the water surface was surging, the boat was swaying from side to side, Li Shuishan pulled his legs to stabilize the hull of the boat, and a bare-necked man had already stepped on the entrance of the tunnel, and he held up a bloody wide sword under his feet and rushed in happily, and then heard a roar, a

Swallow with your mouth wide open.

All the monks were chilling cicadas, and an old man with a wooden stick flew up and snorted and said, "Little demon, dare to block our way, see that I don't destroy you." ”

He held the top of the stick in his right hand, pinched the trick with his left hand, a small deer jumped out of the sleeve, the deer's eyes were slightly red, the four hooves stepped in the air, the clouds and mist rolled up were broken, the two antlers locked the wooden stick, turned into a smoke and blew into the tunnel, the old man jumped up, the wooden stick melted into a handful of white and red light, as he raised it in his right hand and smashed the yellow dragon, a pair of dark eyes lowered his eyebrows and glared at the old man, and the white blade fangs rose and fell, not giving the white and red light a chance to move forward.

The speed of the old man's left hand pinched the trick quickly, the round line in front of him was pulled, and he buckled it against the dark eyes, blowing violently with his big mouth, unable to move an inch, pressing his hands and feet, his eyes were shining, and he exhaled in his mouth: "The east and west, the north and the south are all towns, and the wind is blowing." ”

After the red and white light was swallowed by it, a ray of brilliance appeared in the old man's front and back, left and right, and the four sticks snapped and broken, and he crossed it with his flat hands, pulled up a small circle, and inserted it from the circle again, and four white and red lights rose up and rolled beside him. He inhaled with a small mouth, pinched the trick into the air, and pointed at the eyes, the four brilliances shattered, and a bloody breath rolled in, the dark eyes paused, the big mouth approached, and the roar was like an ape, which was blocked by him with one hand, and he retreated and vomited blood.

The four white and red lights froze into ice and fell, and one of the monks who were about to move behind stood up and stepped forward, he clenched a bloody knife in his hand, and threw it away, the blade of the knife was full of flames, stirring up the storm and chaos, and before he was about to kill, he stepped back in white clothes, gasping for breath on his knees, and his teeth were bleeding.

With the help of the old man, he hurriedly retreated, the blood knife flew in, the mouth was crisp, the wind shook the void, the tunnel was empty, the blood knife pierced into the fruitless, when the parade flew back, he was bitten off by his teeth, the man's face turned pale, swallowed blood and suffocated: "The natal knife is useless, what is this monster?"

The mountain giant squinted and meditated, in fact, he already had a bottom in his heart, he wanted to see the other sect make a move first, to test his strength, he looked at a few old monks who were dressed calmly and showed a trace of caution. There is always someone who wants to break it, see who can endure it.

The person of the old mother's sect blood knife said with disdain: "This kind of rotten knife technique dares to be used, it is really beyond my strength, the strength of the second layer is not more than heart, is there a ghost in the mountain?"

"Is there a ghost, but you don't say it's a bad mouth?" said a man next to him.

The man of the blood knife hugged his fists to the ancient Feng Dao people, and said solemnly: "Great Elder, let me kill the demon of the tunnel and raise the divine power of my old mother-in-law." ”

Gu Feng Daoist drank and squinted his eyes and said: "Stand down, there is a way to solve this matter." There are small magic spells on these two floors, not a real demon, and if you go, you will be sent to death. ”

There was silence all around, you must know that the short tunnel on the second floor, but there was a small pebble like a grain of rice showing, the demon with the big mouth and eyes was the thing of the stream, if the old madman was in the middle of it, he would be very happy, if he put it in his sleeve and feed it carefully, he could also become a good demon soul.

He had met the people of Gu Feng Dao, and he also pointed his fingers and said: If you see something good, remember to put it away, and the next time I meet you, I will definitely get it in my pocket. These two people were equal in strength at that time, but they didn't know that the old madman deliberately did it, with only one trick of ghost art, from left to right, and then from right to left to tease a monkey, Gu Feng Daoren threw a pot of wine in his face and ran away angrily. The old madman laughed and picked up a pot of good wine, and the next day he had diarrhea and shouted in the pit.

Li Shuishan jumped on the boat, thinking of his master in his heart, but he didn't know that on a calm water, an old figure came madly,

He stepped on the shoulders of others and crossed the river, and within a few days he arrived at Yilu Island, where he crossed his waist and shouted at the door, so who came out to question. The people who asked this question were arrogant and wanted the obedient people to come out, what kind of system did they become? But Yilu Xiu jumped out of the dragon hall with a respectful face, and bowed respectfully: "The seniors are here?"

The old madman scolded: "Damn, where is my family?"

A furnace repaired his brain and said, "Who?"

The old madman scolded and said, "Damn, who are you talking about? My precious apprentice, is it here with you?"

Yilu Xiu said ashamedly: "Seniors don't know, your disciple was taken away by Shanhai Xianglong a few days ago, and there was a man in white chasing and killing him in the back, and I couldn't stop it with all my might!"

The old madman looked at him for a moment, kicked out his stinky foot, and said fiercely: "What the hell are you talking about? Who dares to kill my disciple?

Yilu Xiu shook his head and said, "No, he took the Reverse Scale Boy Sword and went away, and he was alive!"

The old madman sniffed away, left behind a straw man, and hurried away.

Yilu Xiu looked at the old figure suspiciously, and bowed respectfully.

The second layer of mirrored mountains and seas.

The crane bald man held a pot of dragon blood wine, and walked away slowly in front of everyone's eyes, he drank high, and spit out strange words in his mouth, and when he saw the big-mouthed and double-eyed monster, he sighed, "You little rabbit cub is quite a cow! Dare to stand in front of your crane grandfather? Do you know how many demons have been killed in your life? There are hundreds of them, all of them are bloody flesh and blood, and they are all killed by my fingers. Didn't even pull out your grandfather's crane feather sword. ”

"As soon as my sword came out, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the entire sea and sky changed color, but it was a cow!"

"Would you like to try my fingers?" he gently cocked his middle finger and pointed it in the air with a grin.

Countless monks looked at this drunken madman with disdain, and some even scolded how this person went up? Only the mountain giant had a heavy face and muttered a sentence, "There are tears in the mountains and seas, and those who are drunk will rest, and those who condense these tears will break through the nothingness." ”

This point was in the air, the tunnel was empty, and the desolate sound came, and he woke up drunk, looked at the sky in a daze, and muttered, "Why am I here?

The boat rushed in, and the mountain giant sighed: "Every time I pass the second level, there will always be a monk who awakens and dies of alcohol. ”

Li Shuishan's murderous aura suddenly rose, he gritted his teeth and walked away, Huang Yu booksigned: "Stop!"

He saw the rolled up blood cloud hanging down, inhaling into the body of the crane bald man, his murderous aura condensed into water droplets, hanging beside him, "I can't bear to see him die, the blood cloud has a murderous aura, into his body, he may become a blood man, so he can die." I'll take a gamble. ”

The crane bald man was dragged over by him, threw out the peachwood sword, the Gu fish pattern jumped, pierced into the blood cloud, and cut it in half, someone watched Li Shuishan slash the sword against the void, revealing doubts, the mountain giant was silent, and between waves of his hand, he saw that the auspicious clouds behind Li Shuishan were getting thicker and stronger, pinching his fingers, and his eyes were solemn.

The crane bald man looked at the reality with a smile, as if he had changed into a different person, and said madly: "The disciples are all dead, why am I still alive?"

"No amount of wine I drink can save the mortal life I see. What the hell did they die? is that the law I see?" he said bitterly.

"Where is the sky?" he had blood in his eyes as he stepped away and went straight to the third layer.