Lower reaches of the Yangtze River, Dukou County.

This is a land of fish and rice, rich in soft-shelled turtle and hairy crabs, but now in March and April, the crab fry have just been launched, and if you want to try it, you can only wait until after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Dukou County is built by the river, because the river is fresh and abundant, so there are countless restaurants on the shore of the water, many monks like to climb high and overlook, taste the river fresh, talk about the practice of seeing and hearing, Kyushu events, sometimes can float a big white.

At this moment, in a rather elegant restaurant near the water, called Jun Mo Stop, there is a storyteller who patted the wood, which attracted the attention of many practitioners and local diners.

But said that outside the Taiyuan City, under the Yiluo Mountain in Zhongyue, on the Yangtze River, the snow drinking knife passed on, it can be said that the heavens and men descended to earth, he crossed the river with a dead wood, did not get wet, and the body was outstanding, so that countless good hands sighed to themselves. At this time, the air on Yiluo Mountain was like the sea, and a fairy floated down...... It was the descendant of the Yunyun Sword of this generation of the Dun Yizong, who set off stormy waves on the Yangtze River in that battle, and the rocks pierced the air. I heard that after the First World War, tens of thousands of catties of Jiangxian were stunned and surfaced on the river, which made the people in Taiyuan City have a full meal. ”

"There is also the Xuantian Dao Beidou Shaojun, I heard that it is the Xuantian Dao that has severed the inheritance of the Ziwei Peak, and the lineage is the heir of the next generation. named Wang Qingyuan, who was originally the young head of the Wang family in Yicheng...... , I saw that at the last moment, dozens of snake-shaped swords came to the body, what do you guess?

Hehe! When I arrived at the place in front of the Beidou Shaojun, it was like being frozen, and I couldn't get in an inch, and the famous reviews of the Yixin Sword Lu family seemed to be involved in what spirit, what the present world, but then there was a killer of the earth's evil spirits, and the Beidou Shaojun was furious, a knife like thunder and lightning, like crape myrtle descended, and split it in half, I heard that now on the bank of the Yangtze River, there is a terrible knife mark about twenty zhang long...... , that knife is also famous, it is the "Ziwei Heavenly Knife" of the North of the Sifang Emperor Knife, which has been lost for many years. ”

The storyteller was spitting so loudly that the monks in the restaurant were fascinated by it.

"Is it really fake? Then Wang Qingyuan has only been in the Xuantian Dao for a few months, and he has practiced the world-famous "Xuantian Gong" of the Xuantian Dao to the ninth layer?"

"Spiritual interference in this world, I've heard that only a true grandmaster in the Jindan Realm can do it. ”

There is an old man with good experience and who has been walking in the spiritual world for many years. Very skeptical.

The storyteller was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "What this guest officer said is good, because of this, after that battle, the name of the Beidou Shaojun spread in Taiyuan City......

I see!

Many of the cultivators showed a sudden expression. At the same time, I sighed again and again, and before I knew it, another generation of young people had risen from Kyushu, and they had grown old unconsciously.

At this time, a flat boat went down the river and came to the river area of this ferry county.

The sun is in the sky, the microwave rippling river is like a winding dragon, the golden scales are flashing, the fishing boats on the river are dotted, a large net is sprinkled, there are also pleasure boats that watch and play, all are at least ten zhang long, the hull is covered with iron sheets, and around the deck, there are guards wearing leather armor and holding spears.

Monsters are everywhere.

Boom!

A loud bang attracted the eyes of many cultivators in the restaurants on the shore, and they looked out of the window.

It was a vicious fish that could be two or three zhang long, with blue-black scales all over its body, full of sharp teeth, as soon as it jumped out of the water, it smashed a fishing boat four or five zhang long, and the fisherman jumped up one zhang high, obviously he had also practiced one or two layers of foundation building skills, but he still could not escape, and was quickly dragged to the bottom of the water after falling into the river, only a stream of blood foam gushed and soon dispersed and faded away.

The Yangtze River seems to have exploded, the fishing boats have returned, and the cruise ships have turned their heads, in Kyushu, the monsters in the water are far less than the depths of the four seas, but it is not nothing, there are always one or two in the world from time to time, because they are in the water, they occupy a favorable location, and they are often ordinary Daoji monks, and they are difficult to kill.

At this time, on a flat boat down the river, a young man with a negative knife frowned, looking at the huge waves splashing on the river in the distance, the demon beast harms people, in fact, it is not only harmful, I am afraid that many water tribes under the river have also suffered a lot.

This is the demon race, the demon spirit is seductive and degenerate, containing the source of evil thoughts in the world, the original demon fish, in the eyes of the young man, was just an ordinary carp in the early years, just because he was infected by the demon qi, which gave birth to a mutation, became brutal, bloodthirsty, and lost his original weak spirituality.

The young man is none other than Wang Qingyuan, who has been going down the river.

On the boat, the old man who was rocking the boatman was shocked, and he did his best to pull the boat towards the bank of the Yangtze River.

Boom!

At this time, hundreds of zhang away, another fishing boat was smashed by the hidden demon fish, and the fisherman fell, looking like he was about to be swallowed in one bite.

Boom!

The long knife came out of the sheath, and Wang Qingyuan slashed in the air like lightning, a six-inch-long, brilliant and brilliant color, like a chaotic knife qi breaking through the air, like a crack in the silk, giving birth to a sharp sound of breaking the air.

"Knife Qi!"

On the bank of the Yangtze River, before the monk in the restaurant could finish speaking, he saw that the chaotic knife qi was as fast as lightning, penetrating the Baizhang River in an instant, and with a pop, the demon fish was pierced and cut in half.

"There are actually people in the Dao of the Sword who have practiced sword qi!"

"Originally, Daoji monks could only condense their qi with their vitality, although it was sharp, it was plain, but the sword cultivation and sword cultivation reached the true essence, and the sharp qi was condensed, and once it was injected into the qi, it became an invincible sword qi. ”

"Which of my swordsmanship masters in Liangzhou made a move, and he slashed the demon fish in the Hengjiang River, and he really became a big white!"

A group of cultivators stretched their necks, and when the boat approached the shore, many people rubbed their eyes, and the one standing on the bow of the boat was a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

The young man bears the knife, and the dark blue robe!

Wait, the sword light was like chaos, and suddenly a scattered person who had traveled to Kyushu for many years came back to his senses and exclaimed: "It's that Xuantian Dao Beidou Shaojun!"

Xuantian Dao Beidou Shaojun, that Wang Qingyuan of Ziwei Peak!

At this moment, many restaurants on the bank of the Yangtze River exploded, and before the boat landed, hundreds of people came out in an uproar.

This is Kyushu.

This is the cultivation world.

Wang Qingyuan was a little helpless, he was treated like a monkey to observe, such a scene, obviously he didn't feel good.

"Beidou Shaojun, Li Lin of Dukou County leads the trick!"

As soon as the boat landed, a young man jumped out of the crowd, about eighteen or nine years old, holding a thick-backed simple knife, his eyes were bright, and he was eager to try.

"And me, Meng Changqi!"

"The young master of Zhengde Taoist Temple in Dukou County, Shi Lezhi!"

......

In an instant, there were five or six young people standing in front of him, in Wang Qingyuan's eyesight, the cultivation is the highest, the muscles are tight and full, and there are about 100 catties of strength, and the cultivation is low, it is actually the kung fu of training the body, and it has not yet been completed.

Wang Qingyuan was a little puzzled, seeing that he had just made a move, how could these people still have the courage to jump out and become famous when they were young?

As soon as the footsteps moved, several young people lost Wang Qingyuan's figure as soon as their eyes broke.

So fast!

They turned around suddenly, and saw that Wang Qingyuan's figure had already appeared ten feet away behind them.

Passing through this ferry county, it is necessary to officially enter the territory of Liangzhou, the first time to go down the mountain, although it is an unintentional move, Wang Qingyuan has already felt the burden of fame, he does not want to stay here, but often the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, he just crossed the crowd, was intercepted.

A young monk dressed in a withered yellow monk's robe, looking about the age of a weak crown, with an ordinary appearance, carrying a four-foot-long, simple and unpretentious black ring knife.

Wang Qingyuan stopped, looked at the young monk ten zhang away in front of him, just by the qi induction, he understood that this was by no means the flashy young people before, but a real young master.

"Why is the master in his way? Wang Qingyuan said.

"The little monk Buddha Gate Lianhua Temple is empty, waiting for Shaojun for a few days, just to test the knife. ”

As soon as the young monk in the withered yellow monk's robe spoke, Wang Qingyuan felt a pang in his heart, the Lianhua Temple of Buddhism is the top sect in Liangzhou, and it has an extraordinary status in Buddhism, and Sumeru Temple, Leiyin Temple and called the three pure lands. This young monk of Lianhua Temple was empty, and he actually waited for him in this Dukou County for several days.

And Wang Qingyuan's stop, the cultivators who were quite disappointed by the Yangtze River became excited again, this time they didn't get too close, first, they were afraid of scaring away the Beidou Shaojun again, and secondly, Wang Qingyuan and the two stood on the long street, invisibly overflowing with qi, filling the void, as soon as the ordinary cultivators approached, they felt extremely depressed, and their breathing showed signs of condensation, and they suddenly didn't dare to get too close.

"The monk of the Buddha Gate Lianhua Temple?"

"Buddhism is quiet, although the Lianhua Temple is the top sect, but the past dynasties are scarce, nearly 20 years, have not seen the heirs to the world, did not expect to have reached the empty word generation, still remember the previous generation of Linghe master flowers and smile, the Tao of the gods, alone in the town of 100 miles to kill the six-fingered qin demon of the grand event, in the blink of an eye, carefully calculated, this has been twenty-three years. ”

There are old people who have been in the cultivation world for many years and sigh that the years are urging people to get old, and a generation of new people is replacing the old.

The long street was dusty.

Wang Qingyuan looked at the empty monk in front of him, a young descendant from the Lianhua Temple of Buddhism in Liangzhou.

"There is no name in the lower nationality, but it is a fledgling, why did the master choose the next. ”

Wang Qingyuan didn't think that after the battle of barricade at the foot of Yiluo Mountain, his reputation would spread to Liangzhou so quickly.

The empty monk in the withered yellow monk's robe looked light, and at this time he folded his hands and bowed to Wang Qingyuan, and said: "The family teacher once said that the "Innocent Panruo Knife" in the temple can only be fed with the Xuantian Dao Crape Myrtle Peak "Ziwei Heavenly Knife" to reach the peak of perfection. ”

"Innocent Sword"!

Not far away, a Kyushu ranger seemed to think of something, and exclaimed: "This generation of descendants of Lianhua Temple was actually born with "Innocent Panruo Knife"!"

Speaking of which, and now know this knife practitioner is not many, Lianhua Temple in recent generations, the masters in the temple are a "Ka Ye Finger" to prove the Tao of the original god, ascending to the real person, few people know, thousands of years ago, Lianhua Temple really town temple magic exercises, in fact, it is a world-covered knife method, and the Daomen of the Quartet Emperor knife is not up and down, known as "immaculate and impure impermanence, crossing the bitterness and crossing the evil and crossing the Bodhi", it is said that this "unsullied sword".

With a move in his heart and a slight groan, Wang Qingyuan said: "Master of Emptiness, please!"

"Thank you Shaojun for your success. ”

The empty monk folded his hands and saluted again, and then turned around and walked, his steps were not fast, and he had a dusty temperament, but every step fell, the chaotic air flowed under his feet, and a lotus flower was born.