"Today, let someone Chao understand that what [Seven Killing Fists] is, but it's just a worthless side trick!"

Before he could say anything, Song Que's eyes shone brightly at the same time, covering Chao Gongcuo, making Chao Gongcuo feel that there was nothing to hide from the observation of the most outstanding sword master of the young generation, and he was seen through, like a naked**naked**body, exposed to the cold wind and cold snow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment when the treasure knife in Song Que's palm moved lightly, a sword qi like an iron wall, invisible but real, with Song Que as the center, was forced towards Chao Gongcuo, so that he had to use all his strength to force the momentum to fight-for-tat, otherwise he would inevitably be frightened and collapse without a fight.

Chao Gong made a mistake in time to raise his fists, and the strength of the seven killing fists was contained but not vomited, only to see Song Que's thick-backed knife breaking through the air, and the wonderful images were varied, and they couldn't stop changing in the space of two zhangxu, and every change was so clear and understandable, as if writing out the mind with a knife.

The most important thing is that every change makes Chao Gong's wrongly planned method of dealing with it become a failure, giving birth to a sense of decadence that has been wasted.

"When did this son's knife technique improve again?"

Chao Gongcuo's face changed drastically, facing a life-and-death crisis, his experience in a hundred battles made him have a strong fighting spirit, and a pair of tiger eyes burst out with an unprecedented essence, staring at the opponent without blinking.

When the enemy knife was only three feet away from him, and the knife qi surged in, he snorted coldly, snatched it forward, and rushed away with the seven killing fists.

"Bang!"

Fist and knife strikes.

Chao Gong snorted sullenly, and swept Song Que's thick-backed knife with his fist and staggered back three steps, but it also blocked Song Que's later changes. So he immediately dodged and retreated, turning to the stern of the ship.

Song Que was stunned, and he didn't expect that he gathered all his energy to send out this unprecedented peak blow with such power, so that he reaped the results of a complete victory for the first time in the confrontation with Chao Gongjiao, but the price was that there was a void in his body, and he was unable to take advantage of the victory to pursue, so he could only adjust his qi in a hurry.

"Click!"

Suddenly, the sound of a rough log breaking came from the stern of the boat, followed by the sound of falling water.

Song Que was puzzled for a moment, then his face changed, and he hurriedly rushed to the stern of the boat, and sure enough, he saw that the rudder of the ship was roughly cut off by Chao Gongcuo with palm power, thrown on the surface of the river, and quickly flowed down the river, while Chao Gongcuo disappeared without a trace.

The Nanhai faction is not only not worried about whether he will lose his life in the undercurrent of the Yellow River, but also has to be wary of whether he will be attacked from under the water by Chao Gongcuo.

Without the rudder, the boat really kept spinning, and under the impact of the Yellow River rapids, it sped away, and crashed straight into the cliff wall at the bend of the river in front of it.

At this time, it was too late to redo the rudder with a knife and wood, Song Que smiled bitterly and was ready to jump ship.

............

The roaring light of the fire was particularly striking on the banks of the river in the dark night.

Song Que flipped the wooden stick and took care of the roast pheasant, while secretly breathing and breathing, he suddenly turned his head to look at the bend in the upper reaches of the river, and couldn't help but smile.

Under the hazy moonlight, a building ship flying the flag of a passenger ship is going down the river.

Song Que immediately waved his palm to extinguish the bonfire, and went straight to a protruding shallow beach on the river bank below with the roast chicken.

After a while, the passenger ship came quickly, and according to the trajectory, it was estimated that it would pass by the front end of the shoal only about 20 zhang away.

Song Que saw that the time had come, so he picked up a piece of dead wood casually, rose up with all his strength, swept into the river, slowly fell after crossing a space of nearly ten zhang, and then preemptively put the dead wood still on the river, stepped on the dead wood and surfed forward, and went straight to the front of the passenger boat's trajectory.

When he was excited, he didn't notice a beautiful shadow standing on the deck of the passenger ship.

Seeing that he was only three or four feet away from the bow of the ship, Song Que jumped up again, volleyed a bucket in the air, and landed on the deck beautifully.

"It turned out to be Brother Song, fortunately I will be lucky...... However, why did Brother Song board the ship in the middle of the night, and did anything happen?"

The sweet voice of his dreams sounded in his ears, Song Que woke up suddenly, and was immediately full of embarrassment, he didn't need to look down, he also knew that he was embarrassed because of the fierce fight and the hasty jumping ship, his face was full of smoke, and he was holding a roast chicken that was roasted black, how could he be so down?

Fortunately, Song Que is a child of the scholar clan in the end, not to mention the quick response, but also literary and elegant, and in a blink of an eye, he linked the beauty in front of him with the bright moon in the sky and the flowing water in the river, and made a quatrain with a blend of scenes and profound meanings, and said softly: "There is a bright moon under the water, and the bright moon floats on the water; ”

However, unexpectedly, instead of applauding this masterpiece, the beautiful woman glanced at him strangely, which made him blush.

It's a pity that he doesn't know that Fan Qinghui is secretly thinking: I seem to remember that this poem was written by Jibei priests in the Song Dynasty, called "Rhyme of Heshuiyue Cave...... Could it be that this surnamed Song was also reincarnated from other time and space like me? Moreover, plagiarizing other people's poems to talk to beautiful women is really ......

Song Que also felt that something was wrong, and wanted to avoid the limelight, tidy up his appearance, and hurriedly said: "I went to find the owner of the ship first and paid the fare, otherwise wouldn't it be rude to be caught by the owner of the ship?"

After a while, Fan Qinghui suddenly said softly: "How is it, is he an excellent Demon Seed [Furnace Ding]?"

A clear figure flashed silently beside her, it was Shi Zhixuan, who was freed from the Northern Zhou Dynasty, "I secretly watched his fierce battle with Chao Gongcuo in the South China Sea before, he is indeed talented, his Dao heart is firm, and he is full of spirituality, and he always makes progress in unexpected places, but it's a pity that ......"

Speaking of this, the tone was tinged with a hint of regret.

Fan Qing Huiqi said: "Isn't it suitable for you?"

Shi Zhixuan bowed slightly, "If it had been a few days ago, I might have chosen him as my Demon Seed [Furnace Ding].

But recently, I have realized that the requirements for the ideal demon [furnace ding] have also changed slightly, not only must they be gifted and have a firm Taoist heart, but they must also be truly righteous people with great compassion, great selflessness, and impeccable chivalry.

Song Que is certainly a righteous person, but it seems that there is still a lot worse in terms of great compassion and selflessness!"

"Great compassion, great selflessness?" Fan Qinghui said angrily: "I have lived two lives, and I have never seen this kind of person." I wonder if there really is such a person in the world?"

Yes, the masters of Buddhism and Taoism seem to be not famous and wealthy, and take the safety of the world as their own responsibility, but in fact it is just a slogan, and many times, the "great mercy and great compassion" shouted by the holy monks can almost be directly equated with "shameless", betraying the country and betraying the clan.

In the end, Song Que is a disciple of the gate valve, he has been instilled with all kinds of scheming concepts since he was a child, and his actions are generally righteous, but he is limited by his family position, and his selfishness is a little heavier, and he regards himself as the orthodoxy of the Han nationality, and he has been on the battlefield since he was a child, and he hates the Hu people of the foreign race, is cold-blooded and ruthless, and has no relationship with the great compassion and compassion that loves all sentient beings.

Moreover, while Song Que despised the northern wealthy families with Hu blood and broke off the connection with the grassland people, he ignored the decay of the southern Han people, and it seems that the Song valve also inherited the poetry and wine from the Xie family in Wuyi Lane, and the legacy of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

What is poetry and wine?

If you want to play in the mountains and rivers and sing about wine, you must first get out of production, otherwise you will face the loess with your back to the sky every day, what kind of romance?

The poetry and wine of the Jiangnan Shi clan are actually supported by the blood and sweat of the people, and the Shi class, who should govern the country and the world, did not bear this responsibility at all, but instead became a rice worm, only knowing how to swim freely every day, drinking and composing poems, evading government affairs, and completely ignoring the life and death of the people and the rise and fall of the country.

In essence, such people are the scumbag of all evil exploiters!

In the Wei and Jin dynasties, the poetry and wine of the entire scholar clan as the ruling class directly harmed the country's weak culture, chaos and chaos, mountains and rivers were lost, and China was almost collapsed!

Song Que was born in the gate, no matter how talented he was, he couldn't help but take it for granted, but in fact, he was very cruel to the exploitation of the people.

Before he looked at the world and saw through the obsession of these families and surnames, his Dao heart was obviously a little naïve and narrow-minded, and he did not have the qualifications for cultivating demons as described by Shi Zhixuan.

"You haven't seen a person who really cares about the common people and is compassionate to the world, it doesn't mean that he doesn't exist!" Shi Zhixuan smiled, "Three-legged toads are not easy to find, two-legged people are everywhere, the world is so big, everyone has it, it will always let me find the one that meets the requirements!"

Fan Qinghui gloated: "Then I wish you good luck!"

Shi Zhixuan's brows moved, "Your flower messenger is here!" Before the words fell, his figure flashed into the darkness on the surface of the river, and disappeared, as silent as when he came, and the dragon saw the head and the end.

Only Yu Fan Qinghui shook her head slightly, and muttered to herself, "There must be sages who are compassionate and compassionate, but if you have outstanding talents, a firm Dao heart, and a deep cultivation at a young age, where is it so easy to find?"

Song Que, who had regained his demeanor, came over, "I don't know where the fairy went?"

The journey is lonely, and it is rare to meet a well-informed and brilliant person, Fan Qinghui does not exclude, "This trip to the south, I intend to go southwest to Tianzhu." ”

Song Que said happily: "If the fairy is traveling south, don't let go of the beautiful scenery of the Yangtze River."

People say that the Three Gorges Gorge is the same as the Yellow River, with the majestic and steep Qutang Gorge, the beautiful and deep Wu Gorge and the endless Xiling Gorge, which is the most important of the Yangtze River, but this is only the words of the ignorant.

The surrounding wonders of the big river are in the Tiger Leaping Gorge in the Jinsha River in the previous section, which is more than ten miles long, and talks about everything continuously. Suddenly fall a few steep ridges, the snow waves fly, the water mist is hazy, the snow on both sides of the bank is covered for thousands of miles, the glacier hangs, the clouds and fog surround, the canyon is deep, and it is the most of the Yangtze River.

I have traveled west along the river to explore the source of the great river, and I have seen many glaciers. The mountains were so white with snow that they dissolved in the sunlight and sunken down along the ice cliffs to form thousands of small waterfalls that gathered into a river....... )