Xu Yuanxin was extremely shocked, even more shocked than when he saw that the person on the boat was the old river god.

She looked at the feathers that were silently swallowed by the river, her thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, and said: "Weak water, green water out of the northwest corner, east, north, southwest, over the east of the bird." ”

"The Tribulation of Weak Water, which began in the Heavenly River and ended in the Heavenly River, the legend only exists in the Heavenly Court above the Nine Heavens, how can it be here?"

As the god of wind and rain crossing the river, although he has only been in control of this river basin for a short time, he knows every stone and sand in the river basin well, and has never heard of the river flowing in front of Nanlian Village as the legendary weak water of the Tianhe.

The ancients said that there were three thousand weak waters, and only one scoop was taken to drink.

In the world, the meaning of this sentence is very beautiful, even if there are many beautiful things, only one of them is taken, but in the cultivation world, especially the sects that understand ancient legends, they are especially afraid of the word weak water.

"There is such a river in front of the South Heavenly Gate of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall above the Nine Heavens, and the water flowing in the river is weak water, on the one hand, it is to prevent this water from affecting the world, and on the other hand, it is used as the first line of defense of the Heavenly Court. ”

"During the flood period, someone refined a wisp of weak water into a magic weapon, and the magic power was so powerful that no one could stop it, and it became famous. ”

Xu Yuanxin was immersed in the world of curiosity, and did not see Ning Shu's obstruction, the girl shook it with her hand, and a ball of river water was detained, she closed her eyes and felt it for a moment and said: "It's not very pure, it seems that there is only a trace of weak water." ”

She opened her eyes and asked the old river god on the boat, "Old man, do you know where this river water comes from?"

"Do you want to cross the river?"

One person asked with innocent curiosity, and one person replied expressionlessly, no matter how you look at it, it's a little funny.

Xu Yuanxin looked at Ning Shu's strange eyes, stuck out his tongue, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I forgot that there is something wrong with his state." ”

Ning Shu thought for a while and asked, "Since it's not really weak water, then the efficacy should be much worse, is there any limit, such as what realm can't be passed?"

"Hopeful habitat must not be ......" Xu Yuanxin pinched his fingers and said, and then felt that this sentence was a little inappropriate, and then added: "I can't do it in this realm." ”

Of course, this realm in the girl's mouth refers to the realm of knowing dreams.

Ning Shu didn't care about the girl's words, he looked at the old river god standing on the boat, like a sculpture, and suddenly said, "Do you want to be free? Like a bird in the woods." ”

Xu Yuanxin lowered her head and looked at the toes of her shoes under the hem of her skirt, and then nodded seriously.

She naturally yearns for such a life, otherwise she would not have left the Jade Void Palace, where she had lived for sixteen years.

Ning Shu continued: "I originally thought that freedom was to leave my original place and go to a different place, but later I found out that this is not really freedom, but in doing so, I will encounter more things that bind me, and even more unfree than before. ”

"I sometimes wonder if I was right to leave Heian Castle, but gradually I realized that true freedom does not exist in the body, but in the transparency of the heart, in my own principles, to do what I want to do, and to hold on to it. ”

The logic of these words was a little confusing, and it didn't even have the slightest relationship with the scene in front of him, but Xu Yuanxin held the hilt of the fifty-string sword in his hand and understood the meaning of the owner of this sword.

Since the two of them have come here, they must have wanted to accomplish the original goal, and the river in front of them is an obstacle in the way of progress, and if they want to be transparent, they must cross it.

"Save him?"

"Save. ”

It was not only to cross the river, but also to help the old river god to be liberated.

Both of them could see that the old river god on the boat was in a very bad state, like a marionette, at the mercy of others, and could only wander in the weak water of the wind and rain for the rest of his life, repeating the same words.

And his true body may have long since died.

At this moment, a demonic wind blew behind the two, Ning Shu turned around with his sword, and pointed to the rippling void in the distance, a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air, it was the King of Inspiration.

It had been a long time since Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin had fled the Sacred Lake, and the Inspiration King had finally caught up with them, walking towards the river bank with his hands behind his back, his face relaxed and casual, as if the whirlpool that had damaged the two of them had no effect on him.

He looked at Ning Shu, who was holding the sword, sneered contemptuously, and did not make a move, but looked at the boats on the river and said coldly: "As a river god, it is really embarrassing that one day he will be bound by the river and end up like this." ”

"Dare to go into the weak water of the Tianhe River alone, I don't know whether to call you stupid or arrogant. ”

This is extremely harsh, as a river god who controls the waters of a party, in the end, he is subject to the river for life, which is indeed a bleak thing.

The old river god was in a state like a walking corpse, deaf to the sarcasm of the Inspiration King, but still repeated the previous sentence: "The guest officer wants to cross the river?"

The King of Inspiration smiled: "What if you cross?

"If you want to cross the river, you don't need money, just three pillars of fragrance. ”

It's still a repetitive phrase.

The King of Inspiration snorted coldly when he heard this, and said: "They have become such ghosts, and they are still greedy for the power of incense, this king is a god in the river, why do you need to cross the river, and what qualifications do you have to ask this king for incense?"

After the old river god finished speaking, he remained still, waiting for the choice of the people on the shore.

The King of Inspiration walked to the shore, turned into a cloud in his hand, turned into a basket of flowers, and threw it onto the water.

What is amazing is that the flower basket did not sink like the previous encounter between Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin, but floated on the water like a boat.

The Inspiration King stepped up, turned his head to Ning Shu and said, "Junior, this king is waiting for you in front, provided that you don't die in weak water. ”

Then he rode away in the water.

"That's ...... A magic weapon engraved with the mark of the Demon Emperor?" Xu Yuanxin wondered.

Ning Shu suddenly realized why the King of Inspiration was able to cross the weak water without sinking, it turned out that there was such a means.

The Demon Emperor is the master of the 100,000 Immeasurable Mountain, extremely mysterious, it is said that except for the core disciples in the Immeasurable Demon Palace, not many demons have seen this Demon Emperor, but the world's ten thousand demons still respect him.

As for the Demon Emperor's cultivation, there was no clear information, but he knew that he had already surpassed the Five Realms.

The entire heaven and earth can cultivate to the realm of returning to the void and enter the ranks of the great supernatural powers, which is enough to be proud of the heavens and the earth, but as long as the people in that realm know that there is a more magical realm above them.

Such people do not appear in heaven and earth, but that does not mean that they do not exist.

To have such a magic weapon carved by such a big man, don't say that this is not a real weak water, even if it is the weak water of the Heavenly River in the Nine Heavens, I am afraid that it can go back and forth a few times.

"Can you still leave?" Ning Shu asked as he looked at the distant figure of the Inspiration King, raised his eyebrows.

Although his goal is to inherit, he naturally does not feel that his life is more important than inheritance, the so-called torrent retreat shows the true character of a hero, Ning Shu will not think that he is a hero, but it is no problem for the torrent to retreat.

Xu Yuanxin glanced around, looked at the spell in his hand and observed for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The way I came has disappeared, and the only glimmer of life should be in the river temple on the other bank." ”

"That is, we have to cross the river no matter what?"

Xu Yuanxin nodded.

"Alas. Ning Shu was a little helpless, continued to look at the flat boat on the river, and said, "In that case, let's take a boat." ”

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......

The boat sailed smoothly on the wind and rain on the river, and sat on it as if it were walking on the ground.

The old river god is in the bow of the boat, and Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin are in the stern.

There is an incense burner in the middle.

There are so many strange things encountered along the way that when something unusual happens, both of them can accept it peacefully.

For example, the river crossed by wind and rain is very wide, and the picture seen from the shore is like an illusion.

The river is so wide that when the boats start to depart, the whole body of water seems to turn into the sea.

There is no direction.

All around was foggy, and apart from the water, there was only the rain that kept falling.

There are no fish in the river, and there are no living creatures in the weak water.

Generally speaking, in order to avoid the boredom of the waterway, most of the boatmen sailing on the river are hospitable people, and it is common to see them drinking with their guests, but there is no reflection on this boat.

The old man stood on the bow of the boat and didn't say anything superfluous at all, and Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin were not the kind of people who would take the initiative to communicate with others.

The incense burner in the middle of the boat burns three sticks of incense, which are not affected by the rain.

This is what Ning Shu inserted when he got on the boat, he doesn't have the so-called concept of gods not worshipping gods, he only knows that if he doesn't worship, this boat will never sail.

Ning Shu looked at the river and thought about all kinds of questions.

It was a helpless move for them to take the initiative to get on the ship, neither did they have the corresponding strength to cross the weak water, nor did they have the magic weapon with the mark of the Demon Emperor like the King of Inspiration, and there was no way out, so they had to take the risk to get on the boat to find a glimmer of life.

"Do you think this thing is weird everywhere?" Ning Shu said in a low voice.

Xu Yuanxin was stunned when he heard this, the two of them had never encountered normal things along the way, but Ning Shu specially brought it up at this moment, presumably because he had discovered something.

"Do you think, if this old river god is a boatman, then who is this boat used to pick up? If it is specially waiting for us, it is too illusory, then if it is to attract everyone who comes here to hunt for treasure, where have all the people who have been able to come here in these thousands of years go? Who was doing this before the old river god became like this?"

Ning Shu threw out all kinds of information one after another, and Xu Yuanxin, who listened, couldn't help but clench the corners of his clothes.