Seeing this young "Mr. Xiao", but in just a few words, Jiang Wangcai, the lord of Dongting Lake, who had been in the lake for more than ten years, had already been forced to hit his head on the pillar and kill himself on the spot, Fang Dongfeng, who was in the middle of the court, felt a chill in his heart, and then showed a contemptuous smile, and said lukewarmly: "This Jiang Wangcai is already an old caged bird and a prisoner under the stairs, and he can take his life at any time." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info At this moment, you helped me to force him to death on the spot, do you think that this will please me and let you leave safely?"

Yan Sidao looked at Jiang Wangcai's corpse in a pool of blood, sighed exaggeratedly, shook his head and smiled: "Brother Jiang, don't blame, it's not that I want to help this Fang Dongfeng, it's just that I can't bear to watch you being humiliated in front of the villain." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Fang Dongfeng, and asked rhetorically in Fang Dongfeng's tone: "Could it be that Mr. Feifeng thinks that if I want to live today, I will only have to beg you for this way?"

Fang Dongfeng saw that Yan Sidao was still a hippie smile, and suddenly his face was cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Enough! Now that the seal on Dongting Lake has been lifted, Jiang Wangcai has also died on the spot, the matter here has been over, and the old man has no time to play with you......" Yan Sidao didn't wait for him to finish, and immediately raised his head and said: "I can't imagine that Mr. Feng is smart, and in the end, he can't escape this confusion." If I dare to come here today, how can I be unprepared?" As he spoke, he shook the dry tobacco stick in his hand and smiled disdainfully: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, right now, outside this Yueyang Mansion, there are already twenty first-class masters in the Jiangnan martial arts lurking in the dark, and there are two hundred sturdy soldiers from Chengtian Mansion hiding in the corner of the street, just wait for my order, they will rush into this public hall with a snap of their fingers." Hmph, who will kill the deer at that time, doesn't Mr. Feng still understand?"

That Fang Dongfeng just listened to his words quietly, and then narrowed his eyes into thin slits, and carefully looked at Yan and thought for a long time. After a while, he finally said "Oh?" and said lightly, "I don't believe it." ”

Yan Sidao raised his eyebrows, and said: "It's probably because I misremembered the number, there should be ten martial arts masters and one hundred sergeants from Chengtianfu outside, do you believe it?" Fang Dongfeng was slightly stunned, and then scolded: "Fart!" Where the words fell, there was also a cold sound of "Fart!" from outside the door, and then an old voice shouted coldly: "The old man has been patrolling around for half an hour, and there is no one else with you today except for the more than ten old and weak soldiers hiding on the street corner." Yes, and this stubborn old fellow, the old man will return it to you. ”

Yan Sidao hurriedly looked out, but saw a figure shrouded in mist, as if no one had ever seen his appearance clearly, and he just floated in silently, standing on top of the court. Even if the noon sun shone in from outside the door, he was also contaminated with an inexplicable coldness, it was one of the Five Elements Protector under the Divine Fire Sect who had been photographed twice before, and the Liujin Venerable in the north position.

Looking behind the golden venerable, a white-haired old man bowed his head and stood silently, but it was the old lady of "Yueyang Tao Zhu" Zhang Zaiyezhang who came with him today. Seeing that the old lady had a blank expression and empty eyes, it was Yun Lao, Jiang Wangcai's personal guard, who was in the hall, had a general expression, and it was obvious that he had also fallen into the heart of the Venerable Jin. I'm afraid that at this moment, Old Lady Zhang has already lost his divine sense and has become a slave of this golden venerable.

That Fang Dongfeng saw the Liujin Venerable appear, as if he had taken a dose of reassurance, and immediately raised his voice and said: "The surname Xiao, you think that if you have a sharp mouth, you can fan the flames everywhere and follow the example of Su Qin and Zhang Yi? Haha, if you take an analogy, what is happening now is like the rolling river, which has long been doomed to flow east into the sea, and no matter how you struggle in the river, you can't change the general trend of the river. At best, you're just stirring up a few painless waves in the river to make this war more tragic!"

As he spoke, Fang Dongfeng couldn't help but stand up from his seat, and laughed: "The divine fire will not be extinguished, and the rivers and mountains will be burned!" Now that the seal of Dongting Lake has been opened, the dragon qi in the world has been discharged, and it is finally my turn to fire the spark of the Divine Fire Sect, and it will be down all day!"

Yan Sidao couldn't help but show a sad face, and sighed faintly: "It's a pity that the beautiful scenery of the good day is false, even if there are thousands of styles, who can I talk to?"

When Fang Dongfeng was excited, he saw that Jiang Wangcai was dead, and Venerable Liujin also took advantage of the situation to ambush the two masters, Yun Lao and Old Lady Zhang, and the "Mr. Xiao" in front of him was already a fish on the chopping board, and he couldn't make any more trouble. Hearing Yan Sidao's words at this moment, he couldn't help but put away his laughter, nodded slightly, and said: "What you said is not bad, at the moment, there are several people in this Huguang area, and I am afraid that you are the only one who can appreciate the layout of the old decay." ”

Speaking of this, Fang Dongfeng pondered for a moment, and then continued: "The old man originally didn't want to talk much about the dying person, but the left and right are high and low, so I might as well make an exception for you today." Boy, do you still remember what Jiang Wangcai said, what is the origin of this Dongting Lake?"

Yan Sidao saw that this Fang Dongfeng was still in his own trap after all, and wanted to spit out his secret to himself, so he immediately replied cautiously: "According to Jiang Wangcai's idiot, this Dongting Lake is a lake formed by a writer in the pre-Qin period who used a boulder to block the largest undercurrent under the land of Yunmengze. As for the boulder pile that fills up the undercurrent, it is today's Longyue Island. ”

Fang Dongfeng nodded first, then shook his head again, and sneered: "Speaking of which, Jiang Wangcai is really stupid, and the people of the Mo family in the past explained him like this, and he believed it to be true. Hmph, boy, you and I are both smart people, according to you, the reason why that ink master spent a lot of time and years to block the biggest undercurrent under Yun Mengze is really just a whim?"

Yan Sidao smiled and said: "Since ancient times, the ink artist has never done anything without a purpose, and it is impossible to waste his time because of a whim. Therefore, since the ink master told Jiang Wangcai that the formation of Dongting Lake and even Longyue Island was just a whim for a while, it must be a secret hidden in it, a secret that must not be known to others. ”

Fang Dongfeng couldn't help but slap his palms and said appreciatively: "Seconds, that's right! Chatting with smart people is really very pleasant." It's ridiculous that Jiang Wangcai heard this, and his whole mind was on the survival of his broken island, how could he care about thinking about the mystery carefully?"

Speaking of this, Fang Dongfeng couldn't help but fly a little happily, walked to the middle of the court, and asked Yan Sidao with a smile: "Spring goes to autumn, the moon is full and the moon is missing, can Mr. recognize this?" He was excited, and he faintly liked this young man, changed the previous title of "boy", and called Yan Sidao "sir" again.

Yan Sidao immediately said: "The wind does not end, the showers do not end, the world has its own profits and losses, and the week does not change." I don't know what Mr. Feng said, but that's the reason?"

Fang Dongfeng nodded and smiled: "Exactly." One advance and one retreat, one gain and one loss, the principle of nature. To take a vulgar example, it is like a person who lives between heaven and earth, and cannot always just eat and at the same time not need to excrete. Just like those who practice martial arts, throughout their lives, in the final analysis, they just want to let the essence that is incorporated in their breaths be less passed, so that they can accumulate it in the dantian, which is the so-called cultivation of internal power. ”

Hearing this, Yan Sidao had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and said tentatively: "Could it be that Mr. Feng is going to say that the undercurrent under the land of Yunmengze was originally a way of excretion?"

Fang Dongfeng suddenly laughed and said: "Your Excellency is really smart, and you have already broken through the heavens with one word! Yes, everything in this world has profits and losses, inhalation is profit, yang, and light, and excretion is loss, yin, and darkness. On the land of China, the rivers that flow from west to east from the ground are yang and inhalation, and the undercurrents that flow from east to west from the ground are yin and excretion. As far as the old man knows, the predecessor of the Mo family who created Dongting Lake in the past combined the Guigu Dao technique and the organ information technique of the public transmission class, and can be described as a pedantic celestial, and the reason why he wanted to block the biggest undercurrent under the land of Yunmengze was to seal this way of excretion so that its essence could not leak out. It turned out that Fang Dongfeng saw that with only three words of his own, he had already touched the key to it, and he broke through the mystery in one word. Although it was in this situation, Fang Dongfeng still secretly admired that this title of "Your Excellency" was from his heart.

Yan Sidao thought that he had understood what Fang Dongfeng meant, but when he heard this, he immediately found that he didn't understand it even more. He immediately asked: "Although the truth in this is not bad, please ask Mr. Feng to make it clear." This underground undercurrent is blocked as a way of excretion, naturally in order to prevent the essence from leaking out, but what kind of essence is this move trying to prevent the essence from leaking out? Could it be that there is a thing in the world that uses the underground undercurrent as its own way of excretion?"

Fang Dongfeng couldn't help but look up to the sky and snorted, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is so wise, why don't you guess?" As he spoke, he gradually put away his smile and pondered for a moment before muttering: "Actually, this is also where the old man is puzzled. Do you think that the senior of the Mo family predicted the result and made such a move, or did he just understand the reason why he wanted to see the result of such a move?"

Yan Sidao knew that he had reached the critical point, and hurriedly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Thanks to Mr. Feng's guidance, I already understand the 'cause' in this, but what kind of 'fruit' can this Mo family senior create by moving from 'cause'?"

As he spoke, Yan Sidao couldn't help but get up from his seat, first glanced at Fang Dongfeng, then at Liujin Venerable, Old Lady Zhang, and Yun Lao, and subconsciously lit a pot of dry tobacco in his hand, and muttered with smoke: "Old Mr. Fang Caifeng once said: 'The divine fire will not be extinguished, and the rivers and mountains will be burned!' Now that the seal of Dongting Lake has been opened, the dragon qi in the world has been discharged, and finally it is the turn of my Divine Fire Sect to burn the prairie again, and it will be down all day." Hehe, the dragon's anger in the world has been vented...... Dragon's ......"

Hearing Yan Sidao, he actually read out exactly what he had just said, but Fang Dongfeng had no time to marvel, and said a little distractedly: "The dragon qi is also ...... king."

Yan Sidao suddenly knocked the dry tobacco stick on a few cases, and blurted out: "The king's spirit, the capital of the emperor?