In the twilight, the river rushed.

This is a tall man, his eyebrows are like flying swords, burly and masculine, he is the one who was sent here by Ye Fanglan to become a water ghost, and there is a name taken from the book of sages - Yang Jixiang.

Yang Jixiang protested in the court against the Liang's laissez-faire attitude towards the Langxi River Shenlin Yu, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, the court separated and formed a party, and the protest became more and more loud, which aroused the anger of the Liang Emperor and ordered the execution of Yang Jixiang, who provoked the incident.

And for some reason, Emperor Daliang did not disperse Yang Jicheng's soul, but asked Ye Fanglan to escort his soul, asking him to sink into the Langxi River and be a lonely floating water ghost.

Ye Fanglan didn't explain to him, and he didn't know that the real purpose of this move was to inherit the position of the god of the Langxi River, and the Langxi River bears the river water and luck of the northern territory, so the court has long been dissatisfied with the reckless behavior of the river god Lin Yuyue, and took the opportunity of flooding the civilians this time, and asked Yang Jicheng to take over the position of the river god without losing luck.

The Great Liang Dynasty has five rivers that bear the luck of the Great Liang, except for the main god of the Yellow River who chooses the avenue, the rest of the rivers that carry the small luck and the big road, all of which are seated by the imperial court, canonized and given the number to be included in the official register, and the temple is built to shape the golden body of the god.

Yang Ji's ethereal soul slowly immersed himself in the river water, merging with the river little by little, and there were wisps of water vapor lingering in the river water, as if a small hand was holding his soul and sinking downward.

He closed his eyes tightly, meditated, and felt his soul peeling off by the river, which was the truest pain, from the tremor of the soul.

The river flooded Yang Jixiang's chest.

Ye Fanglan sighed and said, "Well, the time has come." ”

He had an extra cloth bag in his palm, and took out a miserable white doll from it, which was lifelike, and when he looked closely, it was exactly the same as the face of a man in the river.

This is carved from Yang Jiji's aura and bones.

The water ghost is an obscure thing despised by heaven and earth, and it is not tolerated by the stingy luck of the river, and only by taking this thing as a body can we avoid being crushed by the stingy luck contained in the river.

The puppet was thrown into the river, and in an instant, the water surface churned, the mist rose, and sank into the water, like a tail swimming fish, quickly swept towards Yang Jicheng's soul, and wrapped around the river.

I saw that the soul body that had originally dissipated was recondensed, and the soul body that had been submerged in the river was molded into a golden body and floated in the water.

At this moment, a Wupeng wooden boat came on the Langxi River, went upstream, and slowly came to Ye Fanglan's face, the woman standing at the bow of the boat was about to spend her time, her posture was graceful, her skin was snow-white, there was no rain at this time, but she was holding a butter paper umbrella on her shoulder, there was a different charm.

Ye Fanglan knew the identity of this person, he put his hands behind his back, his face was serious, and when the wooden boat approached, he smiled.

Lin Yuyue's eyes were full of anger, and his tone was not good, "This is the position of the Great Liang Imperial Court?"

Ye Fanglan said with a smile: "Lord Lin, don't be angry, it's just a water ghost, and it can't threaten the adult's divine position." ”

Lin Yuyue lightly tapped the handle of the umbrella three times with his index finger, and then smiled: "The slave family is relieved." ”

Half of his body entered the water, Yang Jixiang, who was blending with the river, had a painful expression on his face, and the movement of turning into water was stagnant because of this, and he was greatly hindered, and then his face was confused, and his soul faintly showed signs of dissipating on the spot.

The cigarette stick in his right hand smashed into the palm of his left hand with a snap, and Ye Fanglan smiled: "My lord, don't come unharmed." ”

This time, like thunder in the ears, waking up the person in the dream, the three souls and six spirits that were vaguely separated reunited because of this moment, and continued to shape the golden body.

Lin Yuyue suddenly looked back at the cabin, and roared indifferently: "You know too?"

There was silence in the cabin.

She turned around and said with a miserable smile: "I have guarded the luck of the northern rivers and rivers of Daliang for five hundred years, and I have been desperate to feed back to heaven and earth, three hundred years ago, the killing made by the Daliang court caused the collapse of heaven and earth, and I helped Daliang bear this disaster!"

"This arm, because of that calamity, has never healed until now, and I have been suffering from the pain of heaven all the time. As she spoke, Lin Yuyue tore off the sleeve of the umbrella arm, the white lotus arm was like a broken porcelain crack, and there was a trace of gold lingering in the flesh and blood, and the blood beads were dripping, and her face was sad, "And what about those people? Because of the three-year flood, they clamored to destroy my golden body temple, and your magistrate of Daliang just watched my golden body be destroyed, and the hundred-year-old Taoism dissipated on the spot." ”

"What did your high court do?"

"You are cutting the flesh with blunt knives, and you are going to push me, the river god, off the throne alive. ”

The old man standing on the bank of the Langxi River was expressionless, and said slowly: "You have the Golden Body Ancestral Temple, even if you depend on the Langxi River for your life, receive incense from others, and feed back to the world, this is what you should do, besides, your Taoism comes from the incense offered by the people." ”

"You have merit in Daliang, but Daliang is also kind to you, it was Your Majesty's will to achieve the righteousness of mountains and rivers back then, otherwise you Lin Yuyue is just a lonely ghost now. ”

"Then again. At that time, if you had gone ashore in person, you would have killed all the people who had taken the lead in destroying the temple, instead of flooding for hundreds of miles and destroying the lives of people, you would not have ended up like this. ”

"But that disaster, it's the big beam who is sorry for you. The old man thought for a moment and said.

Lin Yuyue's face was snow-white, his long eyes trembled slightly, and blood-colored droplets of water slowly flowed out of his eyes, "So Liang wants me to die." ”

Ye Fanglan was silent.

Lin Yuyue's heart was like ashes, his face gradually became hideous, the evil aura was monstrous, the night sank, the river was boiling, the waves were surging, setting off layers of huge waves, stirring up a roar like thunder, like thousands of troops and horses crossing the border.

"Enough. A cold cry came from the Wupeng wooden boat, and golden chains burst out through the bamboo curtain, wrapping around Lin Yuyue and imprisoning him.

The girl in the Qingluo skirt walked out, looked at the unwilling but helpless woman, looked at the broken porcelain arm, frowned, and looked at the old man on the shore, her face was displeased, "Why do you want to anger her?"

Ye Fanglan said with a smile: "As a god of mountains and rivers who is contaminated with killing, and if she holds it in her heart, sooner or later she will become a ghost, I am afraid that she will be farther and farther away from the avenue, and it is better to vent it." ”

Chunfeng's eyes narrowed, "It's kind, I don't see you interceding for her in the court." ”

Ye Fanglan squatted down, knocked the cigarette stick on the ground, and chuckled: "It is the greatest gift to spare her from dying." ”

Chunfeng snorted coldly and sneered: "His Majesty Daliang today is really kind-hearted. ”

Ye Fanglan smiled and didn't speak, Chunfeng turned his head and said to Lin Yuyue again: "When you unload the river god position here, follow me to Chunfeng Fugui Mountain, there is a stream where there is no owner, although it is not as good as the incense of the Langxi River, but it is also the water of the blessed land, which is a hundred times stronger than the aura of this wild water." ”

Spring Breeze Rich Mountain, that is the water in the blessed land of the cave with a saint in charge, is far from being comparable to a Langxi River, and even the North Yellow River can only barely be compared with it.

Besides, does the stream there need righteousness?

The answer is no.

As for why Chunfeng said this, Lin Yuyue didn't know.

But the person who can achieve the righteous god position of the landscape is not a person with a dull brain, and he also knows that this is a great opportunity.

No matter how dissatisfied Lin Yuyue was at this time, he didn't dare to make a mistake in front of this saint disciple, put away his evil spirit, stood aside resignedly, and said a thousand blessings slightly.

"Da Liang doesn't want to be the enemy of that senior, so the two of you are pleased. Ye Fanglan nodded, the meaning of his words obviously didn't want to be entangled too much, it was a goodbye.

Although Chunfeng Fugui Mountain is located in the 100,000 Great Mountain, there has been no conflict with the three states and five places, and even secretly provided some help at some moments, and the relationship between the two is relatively obscure, at least not to the point of saber rattling.

Therefore, the people of Chunfeng Fugui Mountain can travel in three states and five places, as long as they don't cause trouble, most of the dynasty sects will turn a blind eye to this, after all, no one wants to have a bad relationship with a saint.

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As the sun rises, the warm sun falls through the window into the house.

Chen Anzhi exhaled a turbid breath, and all the filth produced by nourishing the Spirit Sea all night was discharged in this breath.

After exhaling He Anzai's aura all night, the spiritual sea in his body was partially healed, coupled with the nourishment of the spiritual qi secretly absorbed on the nineteenth floor a few days ago, and now the spiritual sea has been repaired in a palm-sized place, which has given him the confidence to face the Three Spiritual Cultivators without defeat.

Slowly open your eyes, breathe steadily with three breaths, estimate the time slightly, estimate that it is time, start washing, tidy up your clothes, and push open the door

He looked at the sky light and morning mist leaking in the distance, hollowed his mind, and silently recited the mental method in his mind, until he felt a little aura between heaven and earth, and suddenly felt that his heart was comfortable, and his steps were faster, and he walked on the white jade bridge and walked towards the test site.

This big test is a competition between Mu Ruyi and Shao Yi, he is not interested in Shao Yi, he just wants to see Mu Ruyi.

When he arrived at the test site, it was already crowded.

Luo Yuetong kept looking at the entrance, and when she saw Chen Anzhi, she hurriedly stood up and beckoned, beckoning him to come to the vacant seat beside her.

Chen Anzhi walked over and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Du Yizhuang spoke: "Little junior brother, how is your injury?"

Chen Anzhi said: "It's a lot better, and I won't delay the next big test." ”

The burly man smiled and nodded, "That's good." ”

"Chen Anzhi?"

A young man's voice came, Chen Anzhi looked back, and saw Luo Sanqian with a smile on his face.

Luo Sanqian said, "Do you want to fight?"

Chen Anzhi frowned, obviously extremely unfamiliar with the person in front of him, Du Yizhuang hurriedly explained that this was a new junior brother, and then asked Luo Sanqian not to cause trouble, the latter hummed absentmindedly, but his eyes looked at Chen Anzhi quite playfully.

Chen Anzhi ignored the young man and looked at the stone platform in the middle, the time was just right, and the two on the stage were opposed.

A lot of eyes fall on it.

Not only the disciples, but also those old guys on the white jade platform were all looking at Mu Ruyi, they were watching how far this little phoenix of the Far Mountain Sect had grown now.

Opposite Mu Ruyi was a young man with an extremely ordinary face, with some poems scattered on his white shirt, and he was scratching the back of his head helplessly at the moment, looking extremely reluctant.

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The streets are bustling with pedestrians.

An old man stood on the side of the street, looking at the sky, holding a cigarette stick in his hand, and behind him stood a gold-armored guard.

Eventually, the old man sighed and walked forward.

Passing by a stall with a few vegetables, there was a Confucian scholar sitting behind, his delicate face was a little immature, and he was buried in the books at this time, completely ignoring the business of the stall, and he didn't even notice that there were two people standing in front of him.

Ye Fanglan looked up and down, the young man's clothes seemed to have been washed many times, some white, but very clean and tidy, the old man suddenly said, "What are you reading?"

The scholar's eyes were fixed on the book, "Great gift." ”

Ye Fanglan raised her head slightly, squatted down and picked up a cabbage casually, and asked, "How do you sell these vegetables?"

It was only then that the scholar raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, his face turned red and he was a little embarrassed: "A penny." As if he was afraid that the old man would dislike it, he hurriedly said, "They were all just picked today, and they are very fresh." ”

Ye Fanglan lowered his head and picked and chosen, and suddenly said: "There is a sentence in the big gift, 'Eight feet in life, it is difficult to find a zhang', what do you think?"

Scholar Lang looked serious, thought for a while, and then said slowly: "The word 'life' is taken apart, the top is a person, and the bottom is a plus knock, I think it is a person and a knock, knock Buddha, knock the sky." It's just..."

"Under the stupidity, I only feel that those who worship God and seek Buddha, the destined things are a little too illusory, the so-called life is eight feet high and difficult to find a zhang, what life sometimes must have, life is not forced to ask for all the time, but also to stay away. ”

"If it's an exam question, you're already off topic. Ye Fanglan said.

As soon as these words came out, the young man's cheeks turned even redder, and he didn't dare to speak with his eyes down.

"But I just don't like this kind of selection. Ye Fanglan casually picked up another green leaf, took a deep breath and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter, many things are predestined, miracles and happiness always complement each other, and disasters always follow, in fact, many things are not destined, most of the troubles and disasters in this world are self-inflicted." ”

The old man stood up, sighed, threw down some broken silver, and said to the golden-armored guard, "Pack these dishes." ”

The scholar stood up slowly, stared at the golden-armored guard, and said without humility or arrogance: "Old man, these dishes are only worth ten yuan." ”

Ye Fanglan chuckled at the corner of his mouth and said, "What I bought with this silver is not your dish, but the book in your hand, and the words on that book are written by Yunmo, which is worth these silvers." ”

The scholar was skeptical, but he still shook his head firmly, "I bought this book from a second-hand book stall, and it only costs ten yuan, so I can't use so much." ”

"That's because you don't know the goods. The old man scoffed.

The golden-armored guard put the dishes together with the rags, snatched the book from the young man's hand, handed it to the old man, and walked away one after the other.

The boy froze in place, and after a long while, he bent down and grabbed the broken silver on the ground, and raised his foot to chase after it, but found that the two were long gone.

In mid-air, the old man and the golden-armored guards stood by the wind, looking down at the mountains and rivers in the world.

The old man flipped through the book and handed it to the guard casually, "What do you want to say?"

The golden-armored guard shook his head, he naturally saw that this book was a very ordinary old book, as for the so-called Yunmo, it was something that didn't exist at all.

The old man pointed to himself and said, "I almost starved to death on the side of the street, and someone gave me a piece of silver, but he asked me to go under my crotch and humiliate me, guess what I did?"

Without waiting for an answer, the old man asked himself, "I got through, and then I became a big official, so I killed him, but I spent a lot of silver to bury him, one yard to one yard, grace is grace, hatred is hatred." ”

Ye Fanglan looked down at a remote room, only the four walls and the roof of the wooden planks could only accommodate one person to lie down, and the scholar who had just sold vegetables returned to the house, took out a clay pot from under the wooden board that was not a bed, and put the broken silver in it.

The scholar took out the book from under the shabby pillow, first poured a large mouthful of cold water, then broke the steamed bun and soaked it in the water, drank it in a few sips, touched his stomach, and then picked up the book with satisfaction while there was still light, and read it carefully.

Ye Fanglan lowered his voice and said with these pathos: "Li Kanxian, you say, is this a peaceful and prosperous world?"

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On the big test bench of the Far Mountain Sect.

"Senior Brother Shao, please advise. Mu Ruyi did not relax in the slightest, and held the long sword and saluted.

Shake Yi sighed in return, and muttered in a low voice: "Senior Sister Mu, in fact, I don't want to participate, it's all my master's fault for urging me all day long." ”

The voice on the boy's lips was small.

But how strong is the spiritual sense of the first seat on the nineteenth floor, this sentence fell on the ears of everyone in Baiyutai word for word, so that the first seat on the second floor turned dark, raised his eyebrows, and secretly said that after he went back, he must clean up this kid well.

Mu Ruyi ignored it, the two fingers of his left hand were together, the snow-white long sword turned into a sword light, and there were ripples in the air, and the flying sword was fast, only the afterimage was seen, accompanied by a slightly piercing sword roar.

In the next breath, he appeared in front of Shake Yigen, Shake Yigen was not in a hurry, he took a step forward seemingly at random, his body was slightly forward, and the long sword behind his back was unsheathed.

Shake a sword even more, and suddenly, he felt a slight pain in his cheek, as if he had been scratched by a leaf.

He quickly pulled away, the flying sword hovering beside him.

Beads of blood gradually oozed from his cheeks and rolled down.

That was Mu Ruyi's sword intent.

Some of them are ethereal and elusive, but they are really an extremely lethal sword intent, hidden in the wind.

Shake Yigen touched his cheeks, lowered his head to look at the blood stains on his fingertips, and smiled helplessly: "Senior Sister Mu, I really don't like fighting, there is only one sword, if you catch it or dodge it, then I will admit defeat, what do you think?"

Mu Ruyi was silent, recalled the flying sword and held it in his hand, and the red sword spike rippled slightly.

Shake a deeper breath, caressing the hilt of the sword, looking at the sun in the distance, and slowly raised the sword.