The old poplar boat, exuding a quaint atmosphere, is quietly docked by the river. With the turbulent river, it fluctuates slightly. Even after countless spring and autumn periods, there is still no sign of toppling.

The green bamboo boat penny more than two people is laid horizontally on the boat. Because of the accumulation of time, after countless wind and sun, and the greenery has long faded. Only at the end of the water, which often protrudes into the water, still has a slight brown bruise.

On the boat, there were no people holding the boat.

The four men who lifted Yuan Xiaoyi up, with strange steps, followed the mantra command of the black-robed old woman on the high platform, and stopped to the boat by the river one by one. The chanting in his mouth never stopped in the slightest. Everyone's face has only a pious look on their face from beginning to end. It is not only the rigor of the sacrifice, but also the awe of the divine power of the underworld.

When the four of them walked to the river where the boat docked, the old woman on the high platform also stopped the spell in her mouth.

His eyes were closed, and he suddenly opened. Facing the direction of the Qishui River, look up at the sky. A pair of withered hands hidden under the wide-sleeved black robe slowly lifted up, and the palms rushed up. The rickety body seems to be a little struggling. But the old man's face was still full of serious expressions. He slowly knelt down to the ground and shouted, "The sky is thick and the earth is above, and the disciple prays sincerely." May the people be blessed, everyone will be healthy, and the wind and rain will be smooth. ”

After speaking, the black-robed old woman bowed down reverently.

After raising his back, he said: "The god of the river is above, and the disciple sincerely prays, may the people be blessed, everyone will be healthy, and the wind and rain will be smooth." ”

With that, the black-robed old woman bowed down again.

After raising his back, he continued: "There is cold in spring, scorching heat in summer, depression in autumn, and severe cold in winter. The disciple is willing to offer a pious disciple to change the people as usual in all seasons. ”

When the words fell, the black-robed old woman bowed down for the third time!

And as her head touched the high platform this time, a strong wind suddenly blew on the side of the Qishui River, which was originally just a gentle breeze. The turbulent river is also surging. It is as if a god has taken the long river as the long silk in his hand, shaking it gently.

The black-robed old woman, who was not in a hurry to get up, knelt on the ground so steadily. After a long time, I waited for the wind to subside for a while, and then I stood up. Turning to look at the four men by the river, he shouted, "Sacrifice!"

Melodious and long-lasting sound, enduring. Lingering in everyone's ears, everyone couldn't help but admire, and they raised their heads one after another, and cast a hot and pious gaze in the direction of the Yishui River.

Standing silently, four young men stepped forward together, stepping into a small boat that was as stable as ever despite the turbulence of the river. The raised Yuan Xiaoshirt was solemnly placed on the boat.

Perhaps because they were worried that Yuan Xiaoshan would struggle, the four of them took out a red rope as thick as a baby's arm from their arms and tied her limbs together.

When they were sure that she would not break free of the ropes, the four men turned back and left the boat. When one of them came ashore, he bent down to pick up the penny that had been placed on the boat. One end against the boat, the other in the hand. With a single force, he pushed the boat docked on the shore towards the river.

The turbulent river instantly carried a small boat and drove away in the distance. It was only strange that the boat did not go down the river, but stopped and continued to gallop after reaching the center of the river somewhere. It just hovered still on the surface of the water, as if it had been firmly grasped.

After seeing this scene, whether it was the black-robed old woman on the high platform, or the people of the small town kneeling a little farther away. Or the four young men, all bowed their heads at the same time, no longer looking at the Yishui River.

Only Huang Ye, who had not been in office for a long time, still looked at the boat in the river with a curious face. Smacking his lips, he said to himself: "It's really amazing, such a turbulent river, the boat can actually stop still." Sure enough, it was the handiwork of a god, and mortals couldn't understand it. ”

Next to him was Hu Bin, who was kneeling and bowing his head, after hearing his words. couldn't help but raise his head hurriedly, his face was full of nervousness, and he said to Huang Ye, "My lord, kneel down quickly." Don't look in the direction of the river, if you annoy the river god, the consequences will be serious. ”

Huang Ye was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Why?"

Hu Bin hurriedly explained: "The true face of the river god master is not something that we ordinary people can peep on. If he finds out that you are disrespectful to him in a moment, he will definitely be dissatisfied. ”

After hearing this, Huang Ye sighed. But looking at him, it seems that he doesn't really want to kneel at all.

This made Hu Bin feel even more anxious, and he wanted to reach out and pull him down. But thinking about the identities of the two, they still didn't raise their hands. I had to continue to speak anxiously and said to him: "My lord, you kneel down quickly." Don't mess with the river god. ”

Huang Ye still sighed, but he still didn't look like he was going to kneel.

As a scholar, kneel to the sky and kneel to the ground. As an official of the imperial court, kneel down to the king and kneel down to his parents. Not to mention the river god, even if there is really a high-ranking immortal, who appears in front of him at this time, he will not bow down to him. Kneeling to heaven does not mean that it is God who kneels. Although he also has a fear of the gods in his heart, this does not mean that he has to bow to them.

As long as there is reverence in the heart, there is reverence in the heart, that is reverence!

If you are in awe, why do you need to deliberately worship again?!

Hu Bin wanted to say something more, but found that Huang Ye had already waved at him, signaling him to stop talking. He was helpless about this, so he had to sigh in his heart, and hung his head to look in front of him. But suddenly heard Huang Ye beside him, and let out an inexplicable exclamation. Curious for a moment, he couldn't help but raise his head again and look at him.

I saw Huang Ye standing aside, his face full of shock. His mouth was wide open, and there was a shocked look in his eyes. Hu Bin, who was a little uninformed, couldn't help frowning slightly. Follow his line of sight and look in the direction of the Qishui River.

I thought to myself, what's wrong, my lord. If this is the case, then I have to take a good look to see what this river god old man looks like, and whether it is the same as the clay statue in the temple. Anyway, there are adults taking the lead, even if the river god is really to blame at that time, won't he still be in front of him. What a coward, don't look at it in vain.

Although he has made up his mind in his heart, he wants to take a good look at the appearance of the river god. But when it came time to take action, Hu Bin still seemed cautious and cautious. He only raised his eyelids slightly and peeked in the direction of the river.

However, even so. When he saw the scene that happened in the Qishui River at this time, Hu Bin was still almost scared to pee his pants.

The legs kneeling on the ground were even more involuntarily swinging. The eyes that were already sluggish dilated violently, reflecting a bright green rainbow falling from the sky. Looking at this green rainbow that suddenly appeared in the sky, Hu Bin was in a trance for a while, and he couldn't distinguish it from the sun overhead. Think it's the sun, the sun is it.

The loud roar of thunder gradually amplified. Let all the people present can't help but have a curious look in their hearts. I want to look up to see what is going on, but after all, they are not Huang Ye, and they don't have Hu Bin's luck mentality. In the end, he could only continue to keep his head down, and his face was full of doubtful expressions.

It was the black-robed old woman on the high platform, who silently recited countless times in her heart after forgiving the immortals. Only then did he look cautiously, and looked up tremblingly in the direction from which the voice came. With just a glance, the black-robed old woman was like Hu Bin and Huang Ye, and the whole person fell into extreme shock.

However, compared to the fact that the two of them were only shocked by Qinghong's power, but they couldn't see what Qinghong was. The black-robed old woman was much stronger, because when she squinted and observed, she could already see that the green rainbow was actually a huge long sword.

As for where the sword came from, she did not know.

The turbulent river suddenly exploded open. When the greatsword fell from the sky, before it touched the water. A golden figure suddenly burst out from under the water, heading straight up towards the falling greatsword. The majestic voice, like the ringing of the bronze bell, echoed between the heaven and the earth: "Bold and demonic, you can be caught before you can tie your hands." ”

In the bright green rainbow, someone also shouted: "Capture your uncle!"

Then, kneeling on the ground, looking down at the people of the town in front of him, with blank faces, he heard a loud bang coming down from the sky. Its sound is no less than thunder.

The golden figure burst in the air in an instant, turning into countless golden lights, which fell towards the ground one after another. And the bright green rainbow, as always, wrapped in unstoppable power, continued to slam towards the Qishui River below.

Another majestic voice came from under the water: "Look for death!"

Then, another golden figure burst out of the water and went straight to the blue rainbow.

This time, there was no sound coming from Qinghong. But the speed of the fall was obviously a few points faster than just now. After meeting the golden figure and crushing it effortlessly, he plunged headlong into the turbulent river.

It was originally a turbid river, but in Zhang Longhu's eyes, it was exceptionally clear, and it did not affect his vision at all.

After a momentary pause, taking in all the surrounding conditions, he saw the great hall built under the water. Zhang Longhu couldn't help but have a smile on his face, and he didn't see how he moved. The next moment, his figure had already appeared at the door of the main hall.

Looking up at the plaque hanging high at the door, 'Water Palace', Zhang Longhu didn't say a word, raised the giant sword in his hand, and slashed towards it with a sword.

The cyan sword light flashed away.

There was a crisp 'click', and the plaque that had been hanging here for thousands of years shattered like this.

Zhang Longhu, who did not step into the main hall and stood at the door, shouted into the hall: "If you don't come out to die, do you want Dao Ye to come in to find you in person?"

The door of the main hall was opened, and an old man of gray fir slowly walked out. The old man had white hair and an elegant smile on his face. After walking out of the gate, there were still more than a dozen steps away from Zhang Longhu. Looking at him with a smile, the old man said, "Young man, you are the second person I have ever seen so arrogant. ”

Zhang Longhu grinned and asked with a smile, "Then who is the first one?"

The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, and said with a smile: "It's a young man named Chen Yijian, who seems to be about the same age as you." ”

Zhang Longhu was stunned for a moment, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.

Another voice sounded from behind him: "It turns out that Lao Er still remembers me, I thought you would forget me." ”

The old man was also stunned, but soon returned to normal. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar figure, he opened his mouth and asked him: "It's really like life meets everywhere, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." ”

The person who came was naturally Chen Yijian, and he had already arrived when Zhang Longhu swung his sword to smash the plaque. It's just that he didn't want to steal the limelight from Zhang Longhu, so he didn't show up for the first time. For them, killing a small river god really didn't need the two of them to shoot together. If Chen Yijian hadn't noticed it temporarily, in addition to the breath of the river god, there was also a breath under the water, and he wouldn't have brought it into the water.

It's just that what Chen Yijian didn't expect was that the owner of this other breath was actually an old acquaintance he knew. In fact, they are not old acquaintances, and the two have only met once. It was the old man who was encountered by Chen Yijian when he left Fenghua Town half a month ago. At that time, because of some trivial things, the two had a brief fight.

Chen Yijian walked to Zhang Longhu's side and looked at the white-haired old man opposite. With a bright smile on his face, he said, "I didn't have a good time last time, why don't we have a good time today?"

The old man looked at Chen Yijian and then at Zhang Longhu. But he shook his head and said, "I won't fight you today, and it's not too late to fight next time." ”

Chen Yijian thought that the old man was worried that there were two people on his side, so he didn't want to fight him. He hurriedly said to him: "Don't worry, my friend will never interfere, and I don't need his help." ”

The old man smiled and said, "It is naturally a good thing that young people have conceit. But once you are too conceited, it is not a good thing. ”

Chen Yijian rolled his eyes and said, "Do you want to fight?"

The old man still maintained that elegant smile and asked, "Do you like to fight so much?"

Chen Yijian said with a smile: "I don't have any other hobbies, I just like to fight and play with people." You say, to fight or not to fight?"

The old man shook his head again and said, "If you don't fight today, you will fight the next time." ”

Chen Yijian said angrily: "I said that my friend won't interfere, seeing that you are a lot older, why are you so daring?"

Hearing this, Zhang Longhu couldn't help but speak: "Everyone is so old, aren't you afraid that after the word spreads, you will be laughed at and disrespect for the elderly?"

Chen Yijian snorted and said, "Don't you know the truth that only children and old men are not easy to mess with when walking the rivers and lakes?"

Zhang Longhu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Is there such a reason, why don't I know?"

Chen Yijian said: "I'll talk to you when I'm free, now I'll do business first." ”

Zhang Longhu nodded, and didn't care about the old man blocking the door. With the giant sword in hand, he strode towards the Great Stride of the Water Palace.

The old man frowned lightly and said, "You have an enmity with the god of the water river?"

Zhang Longhu, who was striding forward, pursed his lips, and his sallow face was instantly filled with a proud look. opened his mouth and said: "There is no hatred, I just can't get used to his style." ”

The old man frowned lightly and frowned again, and then asked, "Who asked you to come?"

Zhang Longhu said: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Although Zhang Longhu didn't say it clearly, he has lived for an unknown number of centuries. How could it be that he didn't notice it in the slightest? Just a little thought, and I immediately had a general understanding of this. It's just that he couldn't figure out for a while what kind of person would be who would let this young man get involved in this matter.

If you extrapolate it by common sense, it doesn't seem that such a person exists. Could it be......

As soon as he thought of this possibility, the elegant smile on the gray fir old man's face immediately dissipated. But soon, he ruled it out.

It shouldn't be him, and since I've made an agreement with him, he won't calculate me like this. So who else but him is doing the same thing?

The old man was a little puzzled for a while.

If you want to ask the young man in front of you again, even if you can't get a direct answer, it's good to be able to find some clues from his words.

However, before he could speak. The young Taoist priest who strode forward had already raised the giant sword in his hand and slashed at him with a sword. Suddenly, a cyan sword light, with an incomparably sharp momentum, rushed towards him.

The old man snorted coldly, and when he raised his hand, there was already an extra long sword in his hand. With a random wave, a gray sword qi broke out from the long sword and rushed towards the blue light slashed by Zhang Longhu.

The next moment, two sword lights and sword qi met in the air. But they didn't make any movement, and they dissipated in front of the two of them.

It's as if those two sword lights and sword qi are really made of virtual transformation.