The old man on the boat, with a rough coat and a broken hat, and a bamboo pole, provoked the waves of the big river.

"Stinky boy, I didn't expect your bones to be so hard, and you haven't died yet. The old man said with a smile.

Ye Linfeng got up from the broken boulder, wiped some blood from the corner of his mouth, and scolded and said: "Grandma, don't you want to make two moves with me, old man, why are you so ruthless." ”

"Stinky boy, aren't you dead, do you think I can't see that your body is much stronger than ordinary people?" said the old man with a smile.

Ye Linfeng knew that this old man was in a profound realm, although he couldn't accurately see what realm he was in, but he must be in the realm of destiny.

"Stinky boy, what's your name?" The old man poured a bowl of green ant wine, brought it to his mouth and drank two sips, and then gently sent it forward with one hand, and the black porcelain bowl flew out with a swish, flying towards Ye Linfeng, and the green ant wine in the bowl was not sprinkled.

Ye Linfeng saw that the black porcelain bowl was flying like a black rainbow, the speed was very fast, and he didn't have time to think about what tricks to use to deal with it, so he picked up a wooden sword like a clothesstick and slashed it over, blocking the flying black bowl with a blow, and the black porcelain bowl shattered in response, and splashed Ye Linfeng with half a bowl of green ant wine that the old man had not drunk dry, but he didn't expect the strength of this black bowl to be so great that it actually hit Ye Linfeng back more than ten feet.

"Why are you so naughty old man, you don't drink good green ant wine, and you throw it in my face, and spoil things. Ye Linfeng said scoldingly.

"Stinky boy, his kung fu is not good, but his mouth is stinky and hard. The old man used his two or three successful forces to gently wrap his hand, and the turbulent Lang waves in front of the old man actually pulled up a wall of water horizontally.

Seeing this scene, Ye Linfeng hurriedly raised his sword and swung it, and a page of sword books with "One Sword, Fish and Dragon Dance" appeared in his mind, and he still remembered that the five words were tense, and the five cursive words were connected together like a giant dragon in the sky.

A small cyclone rose from the ground, rolling up the debris and dead leaves on the shore, the old man looked at this cyclone and squinted his eyes with a smile, and said something that made the second monk Ye Linfeng puzzled.

"It seems that my Yellow Dragon didn't give the wrong person!"

Where can Ye Linfeng understand what this old man said, the cyclone in his hand is a little bigger than the one he used before, but it is also difficult to control, the power of the cyclone has become greater, Ye Linfeng's body gradually can't support it, it seems that the mental power consumed this time is much more than before.

The cyclone twisted and twisted towards the wall of water in front of the old man on the boat, trying to break through the wall of water, but the old man still smiled and said nothing, gently twisting his beard, looking light and breezy.

Ye Linfeng knew that his strength and realm were 108,000 miles behind the old man, but what he was best at was stealing teachers, and he had already firmly remembered the moves used by the old man on the boat.

Before he became wise, no matter how many moves he memorized to steal from the teacher, it was useless, because he couldn't really embark on the path of cultivation at all, and now that he had reshaped his destiny and broken the shackles on the way to practice, stealing the teacher became his advantage.

The old man exhaled, and the wall of water and the cyclone disappeared in an instant, and he twisted a lock of beard and laughed loudly.

"Boy, how about a yellow dragon with you?" said the old man with a laugh.

"Huanglong, how can there be Huanglong, don't fool me, you old man. Ye Linfeng touched the wooden sword incense soul that looked like a clothes-pounding stick, and said in a tone like a ruffian.

"Boy, come on. The old man took a deep breath, shook the thin bamboo pole he used for fishing, and threw it into the river with the thin line and iron hook on it.

"Get up!" the old man shouted, and lifted the thin bamboo pole with all his might, only to see that the river suddenly surged violently, like a pot of boiling hot water.

Ye Linfeng was very surprised when he looked at this scene, could it be that this old man really wanted to give himself a yellow dragon?

The old man's gray shabby clothes floated without wind, and the river waves under the boat were violently surging, but the old man was still standing on the boat, the boat did not overturn, and the red clay stove on the boat was burning hot green ant wine.

A plump fish shaped like an eel was hoisted by the old man, and it twisted its body vigorously, slapping a string of splashes, and the golden scales shone with the glory of the king in the sunlight.

"It's so big!" Ye Linfeng opened his mouth wide in shock, he didn't know what to say at this time, he had never seen such a big eel, oh! no, it was a big Jiao that looked like an eel.

Golden scales, with three legs, two horns on the head, two white whiskers on the mouth, and a plump body.

The old man's face was full of calm and calm, holding a bamboo pole in his right hand, pinching the trick with his left hand, sinking slightly, and throwing the big Jiao into the air with force.

The big Jiao opened its mouth and flew towards Ye Linfeng, and the old man on the boat suddenly slapped a palm at the void and hit the big Jiao, only to hear the big Jiao that looked like an eel roared wildly, and spit out a wisp of yellow gas from his mouth.

The old man on the boat exhaled and snapped his fingers at the void, the seven nights of the green dragon in the east, the seven nights of Xuanwu in the north, the seven nights of the white tiger in the west, and the seven nights of the Vermilion Bird in the south.

With the old man's fingers flicking around, all the wisps of yellow gas were sent into Ye Linfeng's mouth and nose, Ye Linfeng didn't know what the old man was doing to him at this time, but there was an attraction that attracted him to bear this qiē silently, as the yellow gas entered his mouth and nose, into his internal organs, into his sea of consciousness and spirit, the whole person changed his appearance, radiant, and his qi rose sharply.

After Ye Linfeng swallowed up the wisps of yellow gas, the old man picked up a bamboo pole, pulled the golden-scaled and white-bearded big Jiao into the big river, and walked towards Ye Linfeng on the turbulent waves.

The gray clothes float without wind, and the waves are mighty under the feet, stepping on the waves, one step is too yin, two steps are one sun, and three steps are spring.

"Boy, I didn't lie to you, the dragon qi of this great desolate Jiao has been given to you. The old man had already come to Ye Linfeng, pinched a few beards and said.

"Thank you seniors, it's just that there is one thing that is unknown, we have no relatives, no reason, and no friendship, how could you give me such a precious dragon qi with both hands?" What Ye Linfeng said was not unreasonable, he and this old man did meet in Pingshui, and there was no intersection before.

"I cross the river and make good friends with people, naturally it is not a friendship. The old man, who claimed to be a river crosser, said.

"In terms of qualifications, I only enlightened my wisdom half a year ago, and there are so many geniuses in various sects, why did you choose me. Ye Linfeng was very puzzled.

"Before you open your mind, you can't describe it with mediocre qualifications, your kid can open your mind is also your creation, as for where you will go on the way to practice in the future, I don't know, and this has nothing to do with the dragon qi machine I sent you, I sent you dragon qi all depends on fate, who let you come here today, let you pick up a bargain." The old man said with a smile.

"Then I'm really here today, next time I come to see you, maybe I can get a green dragon. Ye Linfeng narrowed his Danfeng eyes and pursed his lips and said with a smile.

"Next time, I won't be so lucky, Da Jiao is commonly known as Xiaolong, how can it be so easy to see, let alone get it. The old man said.

Ning Mei, who was standing in the distance, saw that the two of them were no longer making moves, so he quietly walked towards the two of them with the pipa in his arms.

Ye Linfeng heard what the old man said, and remembered the drought Jiao that he rescued at the valley mouth at the bottom of the Sword Cliff Valley three years ago, the little dragon had already seen two, and he didn't know when he would be lucky enough to see the face of the real dragon.