When the Wind Rises Chapter 112 Poke a big hole in Vientiane Mountain for him
Speaking of this, the prince in the plain robe turned his face sideways intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes wandered faintly in the room, but he didn't settle for a long time: "It's just that there is a doubt that I can't figure out anyway, since the imperial court wants to let Vientiane Temple replace Jixia Mountain as the first court in the world, it can be in the open and secretly arouse the rivalry between each other, so that the mussels and cranes can compete for the benefit of the fisherman, but why do they want to start from you?"
Bai Yun was depressed, his hands were on the sword of the god from beginning to end, he practiced the sword behind closed doors on the Feilai Peak, he had never heard of the original Jixia Mountain and the imperial court, there had been an inextricable relationship, but he understood that the obscurity was intricate and difficult to clarify, and not to say whether these gossips were true or false, Bai Yun was simply unable to get to the bottom of the matter, and now the top priority is to retrieve the ice soul as soon as possible, if everything is really as Long Haotian said, the court and Vientiane Guanzhu are combined, to take off the hat of the first court in the world of Jixia Mountain, and will be desperate to borrow the power of the ice soul to deal with Jixia Mountain, and the consequences are unimaginableγ
Long Haotian retracted his iQue Master's gaze and met Bai Yun's gaze: "Bai Yun, aren't you curious about how I learned that you are a disciple of Ji Xia?"
Bai Yun was stunned for a moment, and only cared about digesting and scrutinizing, but he forgot about this layer.
Long Haotian didn't make a fuss, and laughed: "Senior Dou told me." β
Outside the window, the water is shining, and the sound of the waves is endless.
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At the behest of the prince in the plain robe, the sailboat hoisted all its sails at full speed, and regardless of the turbulence of the river or the turbulence of the undercurrent of the river, it sailed on the river for three days.
The boats that come and go leave churning white ripples on the river, and passers-by and tourists are all amazed by the sailboat that crosses the river like a dragon.
The young man stopped at the bow of the boat with a long sword wrapped in cloth, and looked ahead without saying a word, for three days, the terrain on both sides of the strait was an open and boundless plain, with few ravines and hills, and there was no Vientiane Mountain at all, but the scenery of the golden waves on both sides of the strait was beautiful.
A leaf knows autumn, is a unique taste in the north, but for the south, the golden everywhere is the rhythm of autumn, the autumn wind blows the aftermath of the river 90,000 miles, the river surface under the sunshine is proportionate, perhaps because of the oncoming autumn breeze dry and astringent, Bai Yun squinted his eyes slightly, and only opened his eyes again until Pingbo Baili, he did not have the heart to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the coast, everything was so boring.
The tide patted the hull of the ship, and Bai Yun smelled someone walking out of the bow deck, followed by a faint smell of osmanthus wine, and there was no need to guess that it was Dou Changan.
This drunken man who claimed to have entered the flood wilderness, carrying two jars of osmanthus wine, sat on the hook at the bow of the boat, and saw the passers-by on the boat trembling, for fear that the man's ass would slip and fall into the river, of course, among them, there were also idle people who were bored and tired to watch the excitement, Dou Changan turned a blind eye to this, and threw a jar of home-brewed osmanthus into Bai Yun's arms, Baiyun was caught off guard, and hurriedly reached out into his arms.
Dou Chang'an's old rule was to sprinkle it on the ground first, and then poured a few sips of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, stared directly at the wine jar in the young man's arms, and gestured: "Don't drink two [*Aiqi Literature @#ε θ΄Ήι θ―»]
Isn't it a big deal?"
As the old saying goes, those who have seen ghosts are afraid of the dark, Bai Yun tried his best to squeeze out a smile, shook his head and said: "Don't drink it, Master is right, although the wine is good, don't be greedy." β
After that, he muttered, "If I hadn't been drunk, the rosewood beads wouldn't have been stolen." β
"It's boring. Dou Changan muttered, and simply lay down on the hook less than five inches wide at the bow of the boat, with one hand pillow behind his head, and the other hand holding the wine jar and dangling: " The ice soul was stolen is a fact, you are depressed here and to no avail, the ice soul is sealed in a world-destroying evil Jiao, outsiders want to forcibly borrow the power of the ice soul, is it more difficult than climbing to the sky and the moon, to put it bluntly, anyone other than you get the ice soul is no different from chicken ribs, it is a pity to abandon the tasteless food, the green robe Taoist priest reported to his home, indicating that the mind of Vientiane is not on your Buddha beads, probably want to learn that Jiang Taigong fishing, with Buddha beads as a guide to catch a big fish. β
Dou Changan added: "If that young Taoist priest's mind is really on the ice soul, then why don't you catch it too? What is the use of just one Buddha bead? Besides, there are still more than ten miles to reach Vientiane Mountain, and then the natural truth will be revealed."
"There are only more than ten miles left?" Bai Yun looked at the river from afar, and said in disbelief: "But why can't you see Vientiane Mountain at such a close distance?"
"Vientiane Mountain, Vientiane Vientiane, as the name suggests, the weather is myriad, and when you get to Vientiane Mountain, you will naturally understand. Dou Changan held the wine jar high, and the wine poured into his mouth like a waterfall.
As soon as these words came out, it was undoubtedly a reassuring pill for Bai Yun, but Bai Yun's eyes were still cloudy and uncertain, recalling the situation that night, and in a daze, he saw a person stepping on the river, like a fleeting ghost, sweeping the rolling Yangtze River and then floating in front of him.
Bai Yun became more and more restless, when he was sweeping the river or sweeping a large distance, most of the time he was striding with internal strength, not really treading water, and the green-robed Taoist priest who stole the ice soul was actually able to step on the river like Dou Chang'an, which required extremely high Taoism and realm, in order to control the internal force with ease, and one more or less control would sink to the bottom of the river.
is also the chief of the Dao Court, that green-robed Taoist priest has extraordinary strength, and there is a world of difference between him and Mo Tianxiang who is immersed in the sea of books, if he uses his own strength to fight hard, it is simply nonsense to retrieve the ice soul.
Dou Changan was born with golden eyes, and he was naturally clear about the young man's doubts, and smiled contemptuously: "Shouldn't you kid be so scared that you pee your crotch?"
As soon as the words fell, the sailboat passed through an undercurrent, the waves were turbulent and surging, and the whole sailboat jerked sideways, and the middle-aged man who was still gagging a moment ago fell into the river in an instant.
"Senior!" Bai Yun instinctively pounced on Gouyan, but it was too late, the white waves of the Yangtze River that were tumbling endlessly rose and fell, and Dou Chang'an's figure was nowhere to be seen.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, how could you fall into the river with Dou Changan's skills, but Bai Yun didn't hesitate at all, turned over the hook, and was about to plunge headlong into the turbulent river.
Suddenly, I heard someone behind me shouting, "Boy, what are you doing?"
Bai Yun hurriedly retracted his body and turned around
At first glance, Dou Changan didn't know when he sat on the hook behind him, gulping osmanthus wine.
Seeing that Dou Changan was safe and sound, Bai Yun immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The look of disdain in Dou Changan's eyes clearly eased a little: "Look at your temperament, you are more anxious than the water of the Yangtze River, who is Lao Tzu? β
Bai Yun smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yes." β
Dou Changan did not seize the opportunity to be sarcastic to death as usual, jumped off the deck from the hook and stretched his hands and feet, and said in a tone that looked at the world: "Why should you be afraid of a small Vientiane Temple? Lao Tzu said that he would send you down to the south of the Yangtze River, saying that one or the other, if you have one less hair, I Dou Chang'an wrote the three words upside down, then if the Vientiane Temple is determined to be a leper dog, Lao Tzu will definitely give him a big hole in Vientiane Mountain, stirring him a chicken and flying dog." β
Bai Yun shook slightly, and there was an indescribable light in his eyes.
"Don't believe it?" Dou Changan said surprisingly calmly.
"Letter. Bai Yun didn't think about it at all, and blurted out, if Dou Changan's words were said in other people's mouths, Bai Yun would most likely feel that he was talking about it, but it could be said from Dou Changan's mouth, but it was even more powerful than the Qingtian Mountain.
Dou Changan threw the empty wine jar into the air, and then pushed his palm out of thin air, and the river exploded like thunder, splashing a huge splash.
The river is layered on top of each other, but Bai Yun is looking at Dou Changan calmly, he knows very well how this middle-aged man with a wandering wreck is powerful, not to mention that in Yunmengze with a dead branch, kill the old Confucian of the Taifeng realm who forcibly crossed the border, in the Hengshan Sect Palace, it is easy to send the god into the heart of the big devil who occupies the magpie's nest, just stepping on the river, holding the Nine Heavens Thunder Fire Spell to hit the Yin Snake hard, forcing it to return to Erhai Lake to heal, if this feat is spread, it must make the whole river and lake tremble, it turns out that in the vast rivers and lakes, there is also a sword god named Dou Changanγ
Bai Yun finally showed a smile on his face, he finally grabbed the wine jar, followed Dou Changan's appearance, sprinkled it on the ground first, poured a few sips of it, and said something in his mouth: "Drink wine first and respectfully, it will definitely become a big tool." β
"The stuffy gourd blooms!" Dou Changan said with great joy.
Bai Yun exhaled a mouthful of turbidity that had accumulated for a long time, and asked: "Senior, you said that you went down to Jiangnan to meet a person who had avoided you for 20 years, but I think this is only one of the reasons? Why do you want to protect me from Jiangnan? As you said, there is no pie in the world that falls in vain, who will be full of food and have nothing to do, and deduct a large piece of mud and wipe it on his body, causing a fishy smell?"
Dou Changan pointed to the wine jar in Bai Yun's arms, and said with a smile: "Do you really want to know?" Okay, then you first pour the fake wine in your arms, and Lao Tzu will tell you." β
Bai Yun grinned, raised his hand and poured it into his mouth, and his heart suddenly became clear as if he had been filled with lead water.
After Baiyun drank all the osmanthus wine in the jar, he specially turned over the jar and shook it, signaling Dou Changan to say, "Why?"
Who knew that Dou Changan changed his face faster than turning a book, spread his hands and said, "Boy, you want to know too much, I have nothing to say." β
Bai Yun is really a toad this time
Swallowing tribulus terrestris, eating dumb losses, helplessly shaking his head and laughing, star anise is really old incense, Dou Changan's Taoism is really bottomless, what is the difference between asking and not asking?
The middle-aged man with a bun of balls pulled the corners of his mouth, looked at the river with his hands, and said to himself: "I haven't seen this river and lake for twenty years, wouldn't it be beautiful if I returned to the Honghuang Sword Immortal?"
Bai Yun's eyes widened, is this man with slightly white temples and a pooping waist and abdomen serious?
(End of chapter)
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