Zhaqu, one of the sources of the Yellow River.

It flows more than 40 miles to the east, between the ancient Zonglie Basin and the Machong Basin, is the first canyon of the main stream of the Yellow River, called Mangga Gorge, which is more than 30 miles long.

The turbulent waters of the Yellow River converge from the plateau, like thunder, rushing down, all the way to the wild waves, the turbid waves are emptied, and they pour for thousands of miles.

"Boom ......"

On both sides of the Manga Gorge, lush green, the rumbling sound of water overrides the chirping of birds and insects.

In the middle of the Han Dynasty, the great Sima Shi called Zhang Rong once said: "The river water is heavy and turbid, and it is called one stone of water and six buckets of mud." At this time, the water of the Yellow River is no longer clear, and the turbid waves are rolling down with endless sediment.

Today's scorching sun hangs in the sky, the sky is as blue as blue, and the golden sunlight is sprinkled on the water surface of the Vast Ga Gorge, with the boundless water vapor, showing a seven-color rainbow that will never fade, adding a little more color to the magnificent water scene.

On the bare boulder on the edge of the gorge, Ling Donglai, dressed in black, stood with his eyes closed, and the rumbling sound of water continued to reach his ears.

After half an hour, the sun began to move westward.

Ling Donglai suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the other side of the Manga Gorge more than 500 meters, and the red figure had appeared in the treetops at some point, swaying gently with the branches.

Dai Daojin was dressed in a big red robe, his crystal complexion looked a little white and red in the sun, and his eyes fell on the people on the other side.

Ling Donglai smiled and said softly: "Eighth Master, you really deserve this title." ”

Dai Daojin smiled lightly: "Ling Donglai is the donor, and he will look up for a long time." ”

"Oh, do you recognize me?" Ling Donglai was surprised, this was the first time he had met this great monk.

Dai Daojin smiled and said, "I don't know each other now." ”

Ling Donglai was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, the laughter shook the air, and even suppressed the rumbling sound of water.

Some people are born strong, with outstanding qualifications, and Ling Donglai is undoubtedly this kind of person, he has learned the sword successfully, dominates the world, has no opponents, and then abandons the sword to learn Yi, after Dacheng went down to Longhu Mountain, and deeply felt that there is no one in the world who can resist it.

Therefore, he went west to Tibet this time, hoping to find the person who made the stars different, and wanted to confirm and discuss the Tao.

It's a pity that he didn't go at the right time, so he regretted leaving a post and went north instead.

If you want to travel all over the world, go to Tsarist Russia in the north, Tianzhu in the south, and Persia and Europe in the west, visit the sages of the world, sit and talk about the Tao, and find the way of heaven.

However, what surprised him was that when he left, this Eighth Master Ba actually returned in time, and even took the initiative to let him wait for him here, thinking that he should be like himself, wanting to confirm with himself.

Ling Donglai's hands were wide open, and the whole person spread his wings like a big peng, rowing a mysterious trajectory, like a black lightning, and swept towards the opposite bank rapidly.

Just as he moved, the red on the treetops on the opposite bank, like a red light, melted into this golden yang pass, which made people unreal, and swept to the opposite bank at the same speed.

"Boom"

The already turbulent river water exploded one after another at this time, and the turbulent river was all a meal.

After the two slapped each other, Dai Daojin's face was expressionless, and his right arm was raised, like a heavenly knife, and the cold air made the endless water vapor in the air instantly condense, turning into snowflakes and falling down.

And in this snowflake, the ubiquitous misty sword light that fills the four corners of heaven and earth keeps flickering.

Ling Donglai was surprised that the other party's true qi and blood were inhuman, and when he saw the other party's next knife, his eyes lit up, and the movements in his hands were not slow, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were combined into a sword finger, and the sword was swallowed, and his majestic and vast incomparable sword intent suddenly erupted with his spiritual spirituality.

The sword qi and the sword touched and disappeared silently.

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

......

One black and one red, the two figures were entangled and turned into a ball of light and shadow, beating incessantly on the vast water surface more than 500 meters wide.

The sun had now appeared due west and was beginning to sink.

The figures on the water, between a palm and a fist, are sometimes as fast as electricity, sometimes as slow as an old peasant, and all kinds of esoteric martial arts have turned into carriers of the true meaning of the martial arts of the two, colliding and blending with each other.

Dai Daojin's eyes lit up, the other party's comprehension of the Heavenly Dao has reached an extremely deep level, and the body has been able to form a small world by itself, swallowing and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to replenish itself, and it will be endless, otherwise the other party would have died of exhaustion at this time.

Suddenly, the figures of the two flashed sharply, standing opposite each other, no more than a meter apart, and their eyes met.

Dai Daojin's eyes were silver, and the power of his mind erupted, and he instantly intertwined with the other party's spirit along the intersecting line of sight.

At the same time, the palm of the hand is crystal clear, white and red, and even the white jade bone joints of the internal force can be seen, as if a slow and fast palm hit Ling Donglai's chest, Ling Donglai saw that there was no way to avoid it, and pointed a little at Dai Daojin's chest.

When the palms and fingers of the two touched each other, the true qi interacted and became entangled.

"Puff ......"

The two of them sank under the raging river together.

Ling Donglai and Dai Daojin's spirits are intertwined, in a trance, it seems that a little boy with a sword in his hand, practicing swordsmanship in the small courtyard, time passes, the little boy becomes a teenager, and the swordsmanship is no longer practiced after only four years, because no one can defeat him.

Subsequently, the young man roamed the world and went to Longhu Mountain to learn easy.

After descending the mountain, it enters Tibet in the west and then heads north.

The first half of life, which is simple and extremely not simple.

The picture is shattered, he has become a child again, the place where he was born is called the Yin Moon Dynasty, his name is Qiye, and when he grows up, he is entangled with a scholar......

Subsequently, he became a beautiful girl named Zhao Ling'er, and fell in love with a sword-wielding boy......

He became a monkey with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth, and was crushed by a big Buddha under the mountain for 500 years......

He was sometimes a man and a woman, old and young, sometimes rich and prosperous, sometimes poor......

Dai Daojin also experienced all kinds of things at the same time, turning into Ning Caichen, Li Xiaoyao, Rulai Buddha, etc., etc., the spirituality of the two was entangled, transcending reality, and carrying out a strange spiritual journey.

In reality, the two bodies sank to the bottom of the water and went downstream with the undercurrent.

Fortunately, the martial arts of the two have already reached their peak, and the method of internal breathing moves naturally, like a fish, they can breathe through their skin, so as to avoid being suffocated.

But there are also dangers, underwater reefs, strange rocks, can be seen everywhere, some stones are as sharp as knives, the human body of the two people touches these stones, with a huge impact, it is tantamount to colliding with the blade.

Dai Daojin's body was as strong as steel, and his qi and blood were abnormally strong, even so, the big red robe had already become strips of rags, and the blood-red traces on his body were all over his body, and he even suffered internal injuries.

Ling Donglai's physical body was not as good as him, needless to say, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and the internal injuries were obviously extremely serious.

Although the true qi of the two of them can automatically protect their bodies, there is a limit, and constantly hitting the sharp or huge stones under the water, coupled with the huge impact force that slips down, the two of them are not dead, and they are already a martial arts shocking world.

Ling Donglai turned into a man in a gorgeous costume at this moment, standing in the main hall, telling the king sitting above with a heavy face, and finally in desperation, he inserted a knife into his heart and dug out the heart......

He felt a sharp pain in his heart, his mind was pulled, and his soul returned to itself.

The two of them opened their eyes almost at the same time, and the huge flow of water contained a large amount of sediment, and they couldn't see clearly with their eyes.

"Bang"

The two collided with a boulder, and their bodies were immediately separated, and they were respectively swept by the undercurrent under the water, and they didn't know where they were rushed.