The middle section of the Qijiang River.

The big red moon on the seventh day of July hangs high in the sky, and the river is red, and the waves are not waved.

A small boat is in the Qijiang River, not in a hurry and not slow to break the waves.

There was only one young man in the boat, his face was calm, and he was dressed in cloth.

The waves of the Qi River are uneven, and it is extremely difficult to cross the river if it were not for the dragon-headed giant lance of the Torrent City or the sword boat of the Northern Wei Dynasty to open the way.

But this small boat is extremely stable on the Qi River.

The young man was dressed in plain cloth, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and his hands were on the oars, and he was half-seated in a small boat.

He looked up slightly.

I saw a huge hovering figure under the big red moon.

It was a Qingluan bird with a pure green body like jade, among the demon beasts of Western Xia, the bird Qingluan was the best and extremely difficult to tame. The Qingluan clan is extremely talented, and often adult Qingluan has the combat power of the ninth grade, and in that ancient era when the demon beasts rose together, there were many demons in the Qingluan clan who had cultivated beyond the nine ranks.

This Qingluan's wings are only one zhang wide, not as good as the ancient terrifying-level Qingluan Great Demon, but it can barely be regarded as an eight-rank combat power among the human race.

That's not the point.

Xiao Buyi squinted, trying to see the vague Qingluan under the red moonlight.

It's more about wanting to see the young man sitting on Qingluan.

A boat is on the Qi River, and Qingluan is under the red moon.

The two of them just stopped quietly.

Stop in the middle of the Qijiang River.

Chen Wanjuan took a serious look at this peer who was dressed almost exactly like himself, and then said a little self-deprecatingly: "I thought that Qiliang Lanling City had a reputation in the world, at least those 'demonic' scholars in the literary review, I don't like it." ”

Xiao Buyi smiled and said: "I thought that Luoyang in the Northern Wei Dynasty was really a withering talent, and a literary critic demon couldn't come out, but now it seems that there must be a suspicion of clumsiness." ”

Chen Wanjuan smiled and said, "This is really nothing." The Northern Wei Dynasty only came out with such a unique wonder as me. In the past few years, the literary review has not been as good as your Qi Liang, and Your Majesty is convinced. ”

Then he touched his nose a little embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "You said that Luoyang is clumsy, I think Qi Liang is the one who is really clumsy." The second prince can be good at writing and martial arts, and he actually hides it, which is deeper than that little highness. ”

"Actually, I didn't hide it, I just didn't have the time yet. Xiao Buyi shook his head and said, "If you want to go south, do you still care about the false name of the Lanling City Palace?"

Chen Wanjuan shook his head and said, "You should understand, some things are not as they seem. If you want to go to Luoyang to attend the scholar's banquet, will you also covet the so-called top spot in the Northern Wei Dynasty?"

"I went north today, and you Northern Wei will pay a great price. Xiao Buyi bowed his head slightly, laughed at himself, and said, "So you're going to stop me today?"

Chen Wanjuan was silent for a moment, and said seriously: "If I go south, Qi Liang will also pay a big price." ”

"You mean, we'll go home?" Xiao Buyi half leaned on the boat, raised his head slightly lazily, and said with a smile: "This is really a very naïve idea. ”

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Chen Wanjuan also smiled and said: "Today's Qijiang can set the ending of the literary review of Luoyang and Lanling City." ”

Xiao Buyi was silent after hearing this.

He stood up from the boat, and then said coldly, "You want to fight me to the death?"

Chen Wanjuan smiled and nodded.

The figure of the Confucian under the Qingluan bird jumped off the back of the bird, and suddenly fell down the Qi River, exploding a cloud of river water.

Xiao Buyi silently watched the Confucian student in the mist of the river walking on the river, and his steps were not chaotic.

"Your Majesty told me that the three young dragons of the Xiao family, once they become adults, will be reborn, and the dragon and phoenix will be in Jiangnan Province, and the entire Central Plains will be Qiliang sooner or later. This Confucian smiled lightly and said, "But what I practiced was the Qimen Dragon Slaying Technique, and today I opened the knife and slaughtered your young dragon." ”

The river is gradually choppy.

Xiao Buyi squinted and looked at the tide behind the Confucian student.

Wave after wave.

It is like a tall building rising from the ground.

Suddenly erected a water building that reached the sky.

Chen Wanjuan's mind was calm, a great disappearance rose behind him, the river continued to explode, and there was a faint sound of a real dragon roaring and roaring.

Step by step.

"Chen Wanjuan. The young man on the boat looked at the river like a frying pan, and his vision was blurred, but the figure of the Confucian scholar was still clear, and he did not slow to speak, and said: "You should remember that sixteen years ago, a Taoist priest told you a fortune, saying that you would be fated in sixteen years. The number of calamities is determined by heaven, and the number of fates does not leave anyone. ”

Confucianism turned a deaf ear and still approached.

"The one in the hidden valley who once told you the heavens and asked you to practice Confucianism and Taoism, if you don't cultivate Confucianism, you won't survive, and left you with the lost secret techniques of the three sects, you are half of his mantle heir. Xiao Buyi said lightly and said: "Sixteen years later, it is this year, which coincides with the day when you will be able to cultivate Confucianism, and sooner or later you will be able to break through the mountains and rivers." But have you ever wondered what kind of catastrophe can kill you? ”

Chen Wanjuan's pace began to slow down. He subconsciously thought of the land living immortal who was almost regarded as his own master, and the hexagram was exhausted, leaving no room for it, and he had indeed calculated such a hexagram for himself. The hexagram is like a mixed fortune, yin and yang are uncertain, half Jackie Chan and half fallen.

The living immortal said very clearly to himself, if this dynasty is not able to achieve calamity, and he becomes an underground soul, no matter how great the merit is, it will be difficult to return to the sky. But if the tribulation is successful, it will achieve the world's only Confucianism, and push the enemy.

Chen Wanjuan has always been a person who is confident to the point of being a little conceited, and under his humble appearance is an extremely powerful heart. He never thought that he would lose, even if he walked the Northern Wei Dynasty and saw the suspected demonic characters in Western Xia, as well as the primitive demons in Dongguan Mountain, he didn't think that he was worse than those people.

Cultivating Confucianism and being high-spirited.

If those grandmasters didn't make a move, he didn't think that anyone could let himself be robbed.

At least Chen Wanjuan didn't think that this Xiao Buyi had this ability.

But after a while, he began to look at the calmly cloth-clad man on the boat not far away.

Xiao Buyi smiled and said, "I came to Qijiang with my father sixteen years ago. ”

Chen Wanjuan frowned.

"There is a dragon king in Qijiang. Xiao Buyi said softly: "Although it has been blown through not long ago, it has been dissipated, and its luck has been dissipated, except for the remnants of the body." Unfortunately, this keel is just right for me. ”

"You have the skill of slaying dragons, and I have the strategy of resisting dragons. Xiao Buyi smiled and said: "Do you want to try it on this Qijiang River today, is your dragon slaying skill strong, can you slaughter the old dragon king, or I will invite the dragon to invite the moon, and send you back to the west first." ”

Chen Wanjuan began to hesitate.

He didn't dare to go any further.

The Wanzhang Shuixia behind it already has a tendency to be unstable.

The art of controlling the strange gate of the different phase requires a great deal of mental effort, and it is important not to be distracted.

Chen Wanjuan suddenly woke up, bit the tip of his tongue, and pulled himself back to a state of forgetting about things and me, and then he stopped thinking about moving forward.

Xiao Buyi silently looked at the Confucian students, who were at most thirty zhang away from him, and began to stop.

Chen Wanjuan retracted the foot he was about to step out and narrowed his eyes.

He took a step back.

This is followed by the second step.

Ten steps back in succession.

Wanzhang Shuixia retreated step by step.

Eventually, the river returned to its turbulent state.

Xiao Buyi smiled and said, "It seems that you are very afraid of death." ”

Chen Wanjuan said calmly: "If you weren't afraid of death, you wouldn't have said so much. ”

The cloth-clad man on the boat also fell into a brief silence.

Chen Wanjuan said in a deep voice: "I don't know what means you have prepared today. But it is true that I always remember the teachings of my master and dare not indulge in the slightest. If you want to go north, you want to humiliate the Northern Wei Dynasty, and I really don't care. Because I know that you are far from posing a threat to Your Majesty, and you can't pose much of a threat to Luoyang if you die desperately. As for the top list of the Luoyang Shizi Banquet, just like the champion of the palace test in Lanling City, it is just a so-called false name, and neither you nor I will care about this. ”

Then he smiled a little playfully, and said: "It's just that the top spot of the Luoyang Shizi Banquet is indeed not as vigorous as the Lanling City Palace." ”

Xiao Buyi looked at the champion Hou descendant who had already retired.

Chen Wanjuan stared at the cloth-clothed man on the boat, carefully observing every minute of his facial expression.

Finally, he smiled lightly: "Don't leave it at that." ”

Then he faced Xiao Buyi and began to back away.

One-step. Two steps.

Step 3.

Xiao Buyi suddenly said, "You just want to leave like this?"

Chen Wanjuan's face seemed to be truly relaxed, as if he had received the answer he really wanted.

So Wanzhang Shuixia was lifted in an instant, and was lifted by Confucian Sheng with one hand and then fell.

In an instant, it was surging and crushed.

The art of dragon slaying.

Xiao Buyi's face was expressionless, and his hands were sealed to cast spells.

There was a loud bang.

Qi Jiang set off a frenzied wave.

Two vaguely unseen figures were instantly submerged in the waves.

After a long time.

Qingluan Bird was frightened and landed on the surface of the Qijiang River, which had restored calm.

The Confucian student, who was stained with a little mottled blood, turned pale and turned over to Qingluan.

He looked at the cloth-clothed man who had never been disordered, his expression was complicated, and he said coldly: "Xiao family Zhenlong, Chen has seen it." ”

Xiao Buyi, who still kept the boat in the midst of the huge waves, nodded calmly.

He watched as the Qingluan bird flew up, rose south, and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Then Xiao Buyi suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He sat down on the boat with a pale face, urged Yuan Li with great difficulty, and headed towards the other side of the Qi River.

The old Taoist priest sixteen years ago didn't say to himself that there would be a catastrophe of his own sixteen years later.

Whether it's a young dragon or a young phoenix. Encountering a strange person who practices the art of slaying dragons is a real catastrophe. If that Chen Wanjuan is entangled, it will definitely be himself who will die.

Xiao Buyi silently recalled the unexpected encounter on the Qijiang River tonight.

If there is a mistake in one of his links that makes him suspicious, then today's Confucian, Taoist and dragon slaying inherits will definitely swear to slaughter him.

"Chen Wanjuan......" Xiao Buyi coughed slightly, stepped on the land of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and rushed towards Luoyang.

Qijiang.

A Qingluan went and returned.

Qingluan's shirt was a little disheveled, and even the man with blood stains looked at the empty Qijiang.

"Sure enough, it's a hard brace. Chen Wanjuan frowned, and said helplessly: "He escaped." ”

Qingluan screamed.

Chen Wanjuan thought back to the complete scene of tonight, and finally shook his head.

"Doom. Unscathed. ”

"If you Xiao Buyi is really my calamity, why bother to escape. Confucian Sheng sighed and said: "It turns out that I am your calamity, but it's a pity that this calamity makes it too easy for you." ”