The sound of the water was deafening, the whirlpool swallowed everything on the river, and a dead tree trunk floating upstream was sucked into the center of the whirlpool as soon as it set foot on the edge of the whirlpool, and it only took a few breaths to turn into sawdust.

At first, Bai Yun didn't pay attention to this, until he saw the trunk of the tree that was more than a foot long dismembered in an instant, and the color of worry arose, thinking that if a ship was sucked into this whirlpool, I was afraid that even the wood slag would not be left, but when I thought about it, Bai Yun suddenly had a sense of realizing a big dream, since he escaped from the tomb of the Great Song Emperor, he walked along the river along the way but did not see any merchant ships coming and going, the Yangtze River water network is densely dotted, and the main trunk and tributaries are intertwined, should it be in the wrong direction?

"There must be a mistake. Bai Yun stomped his foot heavily, anxious.

So Bai Yun hurriedly identified the direction and confirmed that the flow of this tributary was from west to east, and his mood calmed down a little, since this big river is a tributary of the Yangtze River, then following this tributary, he should be able to return to the main trunk of the Yangtze River water network.

But he was afraid of something, and while the young man was considering, a black spot faintly appeared upstream, and it flew straight down the turbulent river.

"Not good!" Bai Yun's body shook violently, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

The black dot is approaching, it is actually a sailboat full of tourists, the sails are fluttering and drumming like thunder across the river, and in the blink of an eye it is less than a hundred feet away from the huge whirlpool above the river, and at this moment the tourists on the ship are completely unaware of the impending catastrophe ahead, and they have gathered on the bow deck to enjoy the coastal scenery.

I don't know who screamed first, and the tourists on the boat noticed the huge whirlpool above the river, and then the whole sailboat began to boil, wailing and crying continuously.

"Oh no, if the whole ship gets caught in the whirlpool... Bai Yun didn't dare to think further, gritted his teeth and tightened his mind, like a flying carp striding out of the river.

Attempts were made to turn the rudder and push the sails to prevent the ship from entering the great whirlpool, but in vain, the sailboat did not improve on the turbulent river, and it was not easy to turn the ship of hundreds of feet in a moment.

A few breaths, the sailboat came to the edge of the whirlpool, the whole bow fell sharply, as if being pressed down the river by the invisible big hand, the stormy waves went forward and then slapped on the deck, the tourists who were full of leisure and leisure where did they expect to get such a out, suddenly made a mess, you pushed me and fell to the head and broke the blood, some were directly slapped on the deck of the water waves such as the river, the unfortunate tourists who fell into the river were swallowed by the whirlpool.

Seeing that the sailboat was about to be pulled into the whirlpool by the turbid waves, suddenly, a figure swept past the river, and I saw him holding a jet-black long sword, and his figure shook against the bow of the ship.

"Ahh

Blocking a sailboat like a thousand troops on the river with the strength of one person is tantamount to a mayfly shaking a tree and hitting a stone with an egg, but Bai Yun has no idea of retreating, he knows that if he lets go of his hand, no one on the entire sailboat will be spared.

"Ahh

The devastated tourists on the ship seemed to see the gods descend to earth, and they all held their breath, praying that this young man with the light of Buddha could push the sailboat out of the whirlpool and take them out of danger.

But Bai Yun was never the mortal god of heaven, nor was he the power of Tiangang who could easily move mountains and seas, and instead of slowing down, the sailing ship moved forward a great distance, so that the hull of the ship was completely planted in the whirlpool, and the whole sailing ship suddenly fell to the side, and spun rapidly around the whirlpool.

With the whirlpool pushing the waves, the powerful thrust of the sailboat poured into the white clouds, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately fell into the churning and roaring whirlpool.

The last straw was like a taut string breaking, and the ship was screaming incessantly, and it was extremely miserable.

Bai Yun tried his best to soar into the air at the moment of falling, knowing that he could not do it, but still wanted to make a last fight.

At the same time, the surface of the river is full of anomalies, and countless colorful brocades stain the surface of the river, and the whirlpool surrounds the bottom of the sailboat.

The next scene is even more shocking, thousands of colorful koi fish are like a sea of neon clouds, and the sailboat is like walking in it, sailing out of the whirlpool in all directions.

The surface of the river is like a scorching sunset, and ten thousand carp are in the dynasty.

Bai Yun Ru guarded the palace next to the side of the ship, turned his head to look at the shore, and saw a gray-robed monk and a black tiger standing by the river, and immediately knew in his heart.

After the sailboat was out of danger, these colorful koi fish that bloomed like fire and came and went without a shadow dispersed in an instant, and the river surface immediately faded red.

The immortal tourists got up from the deck tremblingly, and saw the gray-robed monk standing on the shore with a smile on his face, knowing that he could get out of danger must be rescued by a superior person, and knelt down on the deck to kowtow and thank him.

The sailboat went away with the waves, and the white clouds swept back to the shore.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is really a hero. The young monk's eyes were shining, and he was deeply impressed by Bai Yun's action of rescuing the burning and drowning with the power of the grasshopper shaking the tree, and immediately bowed his head.

Bai Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to speak, but his head swelled, and he fell to the ground in front of him.

It didn't take long for Bai Yun to regain his consciousness in a daze, but he was surprised to find that the young monk was sitting cross-legged against him.

"Awake?" the gray-robed monk was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly helped Bai Yun sit up.

"Is the injury better?" the monk asked with a slight brow.

Bai Yun nodded and replied, "It's better." ”

"Really?" said the gray-robed monk with a look of disbelief on his face.

"What's the matter? Could it be that I was seriously injured when I passed out?" Bai Yun chewed out the taste from the monk's demeanor, and asked with a slightly condensed gaze.

The gray-robed monk was skeptical, and replied truthfully: "Yes, when the donor fainted, the little monk took a pulse for you, and found that the internal pulse of the donor's body was messy, and the internal force collapsed for thousands of miles, and the little monk thought that you couldn't survive." ”

The gray-robed monk clasped his palms together and murmured, "Amitabha, it must be the blessing of the Buddha." ”

After clarifying the situation, Bai Yun smiled and said nothing, he carried the hundred-foot sailboat with the strength of one person, and forcibly forced out all his internal strength to try to reverse the situation, but as the saying goes, it is too easy to break, and it must have caused a precarious injury, and the reason why he was able to recover so quickly depends on the Buddha's fetal Dao root that builds the foundation in his body, what does it have to do with the Buddha?

"Don't believe it?" the gray-robed monk asked calmly.

Bai Yun raised his head slightly, and saw the gray-robed monk's eyes shining, which made him a little confused.

"Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, besides, Shaoxia, you are saving a boatload of people, knowing that you can't do it, but you have to do it with your life, how many people in the crowd can be as fearless as Shaoxia?" The gray-robed monk paused for a moment, and his tone was a little higher: "Shaoxia's move is better than building thousands of Buddhas." ”

Bai Yun smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "It's serious, it's you who saved people, I almost took my life if I couldn't save people." ”

With that, the white clouds swept across the gradually dull sky, and his eyebrows tightened: "I have to go." ”

Bai Yun took two steps at a time, but the young monk was not in a hurry, and asked in a loud voice, "But the donor wants to go down to the south of the Yangtze River?"

Bai Yun was stunned, stopped, turned his head and asked in surprise, "How do you know?" ”

The young monk shook his sleeves and followed Bai Yun, and said with a warm smile: "Because I want to go too." ”

The two walked side by side.

"Donor, where are you going to Jiangnan?" the gray-robed monk asked.

"A Buddhist temple in the south of the Yangtze River. Bai Yun replied, his steps getting tighter and tighter, wanting to walk more before the sun went down.

"Buddhist Temple?" the gray-robed monk's face showed a look of surprise, and when he saw Bai Yun hurrying non-stop, he asked again, "Very urgent?"

Bai Yun hummed and asked, "How far is it from Jiangnan?"

"It's a long way off. The gray-robed monk blurted out.

"How far?" Bai Yun asked.

The gray-robed monk thought for a while, stretched out a finger and said, "At the current speed of the donor, it will take at least another month." ”

"No, it's still too late. Bai Yun shook his head and said dejectedly.

The young monk said: "If the young man is in a hurry, the little monk can take you down the trail to the south of the Yangtze River, so that you can save about ten days of travel." ”

"Can you save ten days?" Bai Yun's face showed surprise.

"The monks never speak. The gray-robed monk smiled.

Bai Yun showed a heartfelt smile in an extremely rare way.

The two walked together for about an hour, Bai Yun walked all the way, but the young monk's foot strength was not inferior to him, Bai Yun couldn't help but be secretly surprised

When the cold moon was in the sky, the two lit a bonfire on the beach, and the elusive black tiger also came to the bonfire, and the two longan-sized eyes were blazing, but they stared at Bai Yun's heart cold.

The black tiger lay down beside the gray-robed monk, rubbing his head against the gray-robed monk from time to time, and stretched out his shocking tongue to lick the monk's wrist.

The gray-robed monk had a good heart, and gently stroked the black tiger's head: "Hungry?"

The black tiger didn't roar in reply, just blinked his eyelids, the gray-robed monk laughed, poured out a few black fruits from his sleeve, and reached out into the black tiger's bloody mouth, the black tiger's eyes shone brightly, and he chewed loudly, and the blood-like pulp dripped down the black tiger's mouth, and at a glance, it was really the same as blood, the only difference was that these fruit pulps had a sweet and sour taste.

Looking at the blood plate and closing the mouth, Bai Yun was slightly distracted, he had never seen this kind of strange fruit, but the black tiger had a soft spot for it, and he had not seen this black tiger open meat at the end of the day, could it be that a few fruits could make this beast hungry? Thinking about it carefully, the young monk was a disciple of Buddhism, and he would never let the spirit beast under his seat break the precept and kill at will, could it be that the black tiger was really the master of eating grass? What made Bai Yun even more curious was that although this black tiger looked terrifying, there was not a single trace of fishy smell on its body.

The young monk probably saw Bai Yun's doubts, and explained with a smile: "This is the fruit of the boundless tree, also called the boundless fruit. ”

After that, the young monk raised his hand and threw two boundless fruits to Bai Yun.

"Boundless fruit?" Bai Yun said surprisingly, looking at the fruit the size of a red date in his hand.

"The boundless tree grows on the cliff of the Great Snow Mountain, blooms every ten years and bears fruit every twenty years, the taste is sweet and sour, you taste it. The young monk rubbed his hands together and threw an Boundless Fruit into his mouth.