Bidding farewell to Penglai, Ning Baifeng drove a turtle out to sea.

The turtle is the dragon turtle named Yuantai, and the sea is the sea of ruins between Penglai and Lizhou.

There are three people sitting on the back of the turtle, the young man in white is fishing with a rod, the little girl in purple is copying the lines on the tortoise shell, and the woman in white with a sword on her back is waiting beside her.

The dragon turtle galloped and pulled the sea out of a wall of waves.

A few days later, three immortals came from the sea and landed in the middle of the waves.

The people rushed to watch.

Male and female immortals and fairy children stood on the back of the turtle and stopped at the mouth of the river outside the town.

The white-clothed immortal asked the old man on the fishing boat where and where, and then went up the river and drifted away.

There were good deeds in the town chasing along the river, but to the depths of the ten-mile river bay forest, there was no trace of the immortals, and finally returned with a sigh.

Since then, Upper East Town has been renamed Xianlin Town.

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Leave aside what happened after the moment.

Just said that at the moment, upstream of the river bay forest, the spirit turtle stopped by the river with three immortals and stopped.

The forest around the river is dense with fog, obscuring people's vision.

It was not these mountains and forests that blocked the footsteps of this group, but on the river in front of them, there stood a mighty man holding a harpoon.

"Which great immortal passes by the muddy water, and the little god is not very afraid. ”

He who holds a harpoon in his hand and speaks such words must be a river in the water.

Ning Baifeng, who was standing on the back of the turtle, laughed.

When he was still at sea, he asked Yuantai to use the water method to sense the outlet of the river along the coast.

According to his memory, there are not many estuaries of the river in the east of Daning, and the most famous is the dredging water.

So all the way to find it, it happened to dock at the mouth of the Junshui River.

The Junshui River Uncle he met at this time could be regarded as an old acquaintance to Ning Baifeng.

The madness of the autumn night of that year is still fresh in his memory.

Without waiting for an answer, Junshui Hebo's heart sank slightly.

Since ancient times, there was a natural conflict between gods and demons, and he could clearly sense that this spirit turtle with a dragon's head was by no means ordinary.

He is just a river uncle, not a god of river water.

Even if you have eaten incense for many years, the realm is only equivalent to the Jindan realm of qi practitioners, and it is even much weaker, relying on the advantages of the river and the land to fight with the Jindan Immortals.

But now there are three turtles on the river, and he really doesn't have the confidence to be able to fight.

So at this time, Junshui Hebo could only lower his body and ask again.

Ning Baifeng's memories were interrupted, and he laughed softly: "Hebo, don't worry, we are just passing by here, and we will not go to the river here to consume water transportation." ”

Junshui Hebo felt a lot more at ease, but then he smiled bitterly in his heart.

With such a little water transportation as dredged water, how can it withstand the dragon's river, if you really want to let it go down, the river will be cut off halfway, and it will be as dry as a stream.

Ning Baifeng continued: "I don't know how far this place is from Binhai County?"

Junshui Hebo pointed sideways and pointed back, and said: "It's a hundred miles away, and it happens that the small temple is there, I wonder if Daxian can go to the temple to drink a cup of tea?"

It is a great thing for a god to have a good relationship with a great monk, and if he can leave a pair of ink treasures in the temple, it will greatly increase his luck.

Therefore, in many cases, when the gods of mountains and rivers meet qi practitioners, they are always invited by qi.

Ning Baifeng thought about it carefully, there was no river temple in Binhai County at the beginning, presumably because it should be newly built.

"It's fine. Then bother Hebo to escort all the way. ”

Since you're back, there's no harm in going and seeing.

He Bo immediately smiled and said, "Where is the Great Immortal, please!"

After speaking, Hebo led the way against the water.

The mist of the river and the forest followed, and it was used to cover the eyes of the world.

on the back of the turtle.

The little girl Li was stunned with wide eyes, looked at Hebo in front of her, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Ning, the Chenghuang I saw last time was majestic, why is this shirtless still holding a fork?"

Ning Baifeng said with a smile: "Thousands of people have thousands of faces, and so are the gods. Not all gods are as gorgeous as Jiang Chenghuang. ”

When the spirit turtle heard this, he turned his head and looked at the little girl and sneered

"How can there be such a good reason, in the final analysis, this Hebo is too poor." ”

Ning Baifeng immediately slapped Yuan Tai's huge head.

It's just that it's too late.

Yu Shui was in front of Jun Shui, and he turned to look back at them.

Ning Baifeng apologized and said: "The beast has no mouth, Hebo forgive me." ”

Junshui Hebo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Daxian doesn't have to mind, what this spiritual creature said is actually right, it is indeed that I am too poor." ”

When he said this, Junshui Hebo's mouth was slightly sour.

Since Daning enshrined him as Hebo, his Hebo Temple has been placed in the mountains and forests by the river, and few people have come to visit.

This caused him to accumulate incense luck, as well as the speed of immortal money, very slow, even in the eastern gods of Daning, he was like a beggar, even Daning Dongyue Mountain Jun held a long trip banquet, he could not come up with a decent gift, and often left the scene with a sneer.

However, this hard life has changed ten years ago. His golden body finally doesn't have to nest in the mountains and forests to eat and drink, and he can eat the fireworks in the world.

Thinking of this, Junshui Hebo fell into a little reminiscence.

The tragic change ten years ago seems like yesterday.

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A hundred miles of land, less than half a day.

In the mist, an island in the middle of the river crashed into front of everyone's eyes.

Ning Baifeng looked at the buildings on the island and said in surprise: "This is the Hebo Temple?!"

Junshui Hebo smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

From the deep mountains and old forests, moving to this beautiful and densely populated place is the one thing he is most happy about.

Ning Baifeng thought about it carefully, "I remember that this place used to be the City God Temple. ”

When he and Yuan Zhen left here, the entire county town was destroyed, but the temple on the island in the middle of the river was still there.

Junshui Hebo looked at the white-clothed immortal master in surprise, "Daxian has ever been to Jingxin County?"

In the past, this was a poor and remote place, and few cultivators were willing to come here, and the only time when there were the most cultivators was around the Yuan Autumn ten years ago.

At that time, for some reason, many monks and spirits gathered here, which caused the pomp and circumstance of the last night.

Junshui Hebo knew that this person was probably here that time.

Immediately, he felt a little embarrassed and awkward in his heart.

Ning Baifeng didn't pay attention to Junshui Hebo's expression, nor was he surprised to hear the new name, nor did he answer Junshui Hebo's words, but just calmly walked down the turtle's back, stood on the stone by the island, and turned his head to look at the surrounding landscape.

The scenery is still the same.

When Nie Hongzhu and the little girl walked down, Yuan Tai, who was floating in the river, shook his body, and in a blink of an eye, he shrank into a hunchbacked old man, standing on the river.

The slightly embarrassed expression on Junshui Hebo's face suddenly froze.

Shapeshifter!

Although I had predicted it before, I still felt a chill in my heart when I saw this scene at this time.

This is truly a strong dragon crossing the river!

The hunchbacked old man looked at Junshui Hebo with a smile and said, "Brother Hebo, didn't you say you wanted to invite us to tea just now, this is all at the doorstep, don't you want to regret it?"

Junshui Hebo immediately reacted and said with a smile: "Where is it, all the great immortals, please come with me." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked up the stone steps on the shore.

Almost as soon as he turned around, his face turned from a smile to a cold, and his eyes were a little afraid.

Fortunately, when I first met this group, I didn't rely on my previous hard temper and started fighting if I didn't agree.

Otherwise, it will not be long before this peaceful day will be dissipated between heaven and earth.

Junshui Hebo looked up at the eaves of the temple, thinking that this feng shui treasure is fake?

The last colleague who placed the golden body here was not the result.

"Hebo, you said earlier that this was Jingxin County, but I remember that this was Binhai County before. ”

Ning Baifeng followed behind, enjoying the scenery and asking questions casually.

Junshui Hebo walked to the top of the stone steps, stood at the mouth of the stairs, stretched out his hand to point into the distance, and said with a smile: "This place used to be called Binhai County, but ten years ago, an earthquake occurred and destroyed the entire county

Come to the Daning Imperial Court to fund the reconstruction, feel that Binhai County is a hundred miles away from the sea, some of the name does not match the truth, so it was renamed Jingxin County, take the old scenery of mountains and rivers, and take on a new meaning. ”

At this moment, Junshui Hebo was very sure that this white-clothed immortal master had been here.

Ning Baifeng nodded slightly and looked at the town in the mist in the distance.

When he withdrew his gaze, he swept the stone bridge in front of the temple that connected the river bank, and walked over.

Ten years of wind and rain polishing, for this stone bridge called Yingxian gilding the traces of time.

Ning Baifeng stood by the bridge and sighed slightly in his heart.

Li was lying on the side of the bridge railing and shouted in surprise, "What a big carp." ”

In the water under the bridge, among a group of carp, there is a huge red carp about five feet long, wandering idly in the water.

Ning Baifeng suddenly smiled and looked back at Junshui Hebo, "Are there any dry cakes?"

Junshui Hebo was slightly stunned, not understanding what this meant.

But soon Ning Baifeng shook his head and continued to look into the water.

Yuan Tai smacked his lips, "Dry cakes with fish soup, it should taste good." ”

What a tiger and wolf word this is!

Junshui Hebo was immediately shocked in his heart.

This red carp has obviously come out of the spirit, can be regarded as a stream of spirits, is raised under the temple, the day is impregnated by incense, if one day can become a spirit, can greatly increase the luck of the water.

If someone gets out of the soup pot at this time, he will lose a lot.

At this time, Junshui Hebo regretted it a little, and even wanted to slap himself.

It's okay, what are you doing inviting someone to tea?!

Ning Baifeng heard Yuan Tai's words, and glared at him angrily, "I think dry cakes are more compatible with old turtle soup!"

He wanted to dry the cakes, just to feed the fish.

In those years, I was blessed by these spiritual carp.

Yuantai sighed regretfully, took off the gourd on his waist, and drank silently.

Junshui Hebo felt that when he met these immortals today, his mind was not really stable, and he was really worried.

"A few great immortals, there is silence outside the temple, come and rest with me. ”

Junshui Hebo is now eager to plug the mouths of these people with tea, he is really afraid that the other party will use the red carp to beat the tooth sacrifice.

Entering the temple, Ning Baifeng seemed to be a little familiar with the way, and he almost didn't need Junshui Hebo to lead the way, and he knew all the halls in the temple.

This made Junshui Hebo feel that his temple seemed to be the back garden of the other party's home.

During tea in the guest room.

Ning Baifeng asked Junshui Hebo to come to the local county chronicles, and looked through some records of more than ten years above.

According to the official statement of the county annals, ten years ago, an earthquake occurred in the county seat formerly known as Binhai County, resulting in the destruction of the city and the death of people.

All things are simply brushed over by this sentence.

After Ning Baifeng read the county chronicles, he pondered for a long time.

Ten years ago, he didn't think about the reasons for many things.

For example, in a small remote county, why are so many cultivators gathered?

Another example is why Lu Ying, who is far away in the south of Lizhou, came here three years after the incident.

What was the real reason why the golden body of the city god was about to be shattered?

Looking at Junshui Hebo, who was sitting on the side, Ning Baifeng suddenly realized something, and asked: "The changes in the Yuanqiu back then, was it a bureau laid out by the Daquan Bishui Palace?"

This is a very unreasonable question.

But it was this sentence that made Junshui Hebo's face change greatly.

The quiet pin drop could be heard in the guest room.

There was no need for Junshui Hebo to answer the question, Ning Baifeng already knew the answer.

Based on this premise, many things can be deduced, with his experiences back then, as well as the things he heard from others, even if he doesn't know the detailed process, as long as he connects it a little bit, he can still distinguish that the change of the year was a man-made disaster.

At that time, he and the people of the city were just suffering from unjustified disasters.

And he is just a fish that slips through the net among the many people who have died in vain.

Thinking about the joints, Ning Baifeng didn't have the intention of continuing to drink tea.

Say goodbye to the unpleasant Junshui River Bo and go to Jingxin County.