A flat boat crisscrosses the waves of the Yangtze River, riding the wind and waves, and the speed is extremely brisk. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but in the blink of an eye, countless waves and green mountains have been left behind, if you look carefully, you will find that this boat is not down the river, but against the current upward!

That's right, this Ye Bian boat is the one left by Ao Qian, and the graceful black-clothed young man standing proudly on the bow is also Ao Ming!

Standing at the bow of the boat, he immediately recalled the bits and pieces of the past with Ao Gan, although the time was not long, but the impact on himself was not deep. Whether it is the two spells that have saved his life countless times, or the teaching of how to become a true dragon, although Ao Qian never tells himself too much about the past, as long as he says everything, it must be extremely important to himself.

The dragon's arrogance is innate, and even when it comes to death, it never bows its noble head.

With a soft sigh, a tear rolled down from Ao Ming's eyes, the man didn't flick his tears, and he never wanted others to see his weak side. Ao Ming in front of Yunmeng Fairy was always cold, even when she was crying, he only showed a sad look, but when he was driving the flat boat left by Ao Qian alone at this time, he couldn't help but let a tear roll down after all!

"Tick" merges into the Yangtze River, which is like a dragon, and disappears without a trace, without a trace.

The light boat has passed over the Wanzhong Mountain, and the purpose of Ao Ming's trip is exactly where Ao Qian's last guidance is, the mouth of the Guan River in the land of Shuzhong.

The mouth of the Guan River is located at the foot of Meishan, interdependent with the Yangtze River and the Minjiang River, and it is also the place where Yang Jian and Meishan Liuyou settled.

Ao Ming stood on the bow of the boat, looked up at the verdant mountain, only to see the clouds and mist shrouded in the scenery clearly, only to feel a trace of immortal grandeur in the ethereal. This mountain does not look as tall and delicate as Lushan, but it is better to have the river as a companion, and the mountains and rivers are infinitely beautiful.

When Ao Ming landed on the shore, the first thing he saw was a mundane town, where countless ordinary people were either working in the fields or selling in the city to solicit business. Finally, it is rare to present a prosperous scene in front of Ao Ming, and the most significant building in the city is a temple.

Looking from afar, you don't need Ao Ming to observe at all, you can see the gold-lettered plaque on the door of the tall temple, which is the three big characters of "Erlang Temple".

The incense is swirling, and the pilgrims are also endless, and in Ao Ming's eyes, he can see another wonder, that is, the Qingyun formed by the power of countless incense is shrouded in the air of the temple. It looks like the golden light is shining, and it is even richer than the power of the incense he has accumulated over the years.

The monk's famous cave house is equivalent to his home, Ao Ming only knows that Erlang God Yang Jian lives on the Meishan Mountain at the mouth of the Guan River, if he goes directly into the mountain to find it, it is equivalent to directly breaking into someone else's house, which is not polite after all.

So Ao Ming first came to the Erlang Temple on the east bank of the Minjiang River, which is also the largest temple in Yang Jian, and he will definitely be able to find his traces.

was wandering in the temple, feeling the atmosphere of incense, only to see that the golden statue in this temple was indeed "handsome and handsome, with two earlobes and shoulders and bright eyes." Wearing a three-mountain flying phoenix hat and a light goose yellow. Wisps of gold boots lined with dragon socks, jade belt flower eight treasures makeup. He carries a slingshot crescent on his waist and holds a three-pointed two-edged gun. ”

It looks not only handsome, but also majestic, and this dress can completely throw off the idol in his temple Eighteen streets away.

The temple Zhu saw that Ao Ming raised his head and a large number of statues of Yang Jian, but did not buy incense and bowed down, and immediately looked very unhappy.

I saw the old temple Zhu Shi Ran coming over, and said to Ao Ming: "This donor, why don't you worship Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun?"

Ao Ming smiled slightly, and didn't bother with him, so he bowed down and made a gesture at the statue of Yang Jian. Speaking of which, he came to him for help, but he couldn't stand his own kneeling, so he could be regarded as giving enough face.

But these fell into the eyes of Miao Zhu, as if they were disrespectful to their grandfather Erlang, and they suddenly couldn't bear it, and even many pilgrims who came to worship on the side also pointed their fingers and complained about Ao Ming's behavior.

In the same theory as mortals, his qi was not so small, and he didn't talk nonsense like them, so he simply took out a fist-sized pearl and put it directly on the offering table where the statue of Yang Jian was standing.

Sure enough, this kind of spending a lot of money is still easy to conquer the world, and countless people are screaming at the pearl, only Lao Miaozhu's face has become more ugly.

"Donor, please take back the orb!" Old Miao Zhu did not lose his temper with Ao Ming, Miao Zhu is a person who has contact with the gods after all, although he is still a mortal body, but his knowledge is far beyond the comparison of ordinary people. How can such a jewel be seen in the mortal world, and it is not a problem to exchange it for a city and a pool in front of the emperor, if you really let this pearl stay in the Erlang Temple, it will not be a treasure but a bane!

"This pearl is dedicated to Erlang Zhenjun, and it has nothing to do with you!" Ao Ming already felt a breath slowly approaching, although it didn't look like Yang Jian's true body, it was probably the god he left in the temple to deal with mundane things.

Sure enough, as if he had been instructed by someone, the temple zhu no longer hindered it, but thanked him and led Ao Ming to the back hall.

"Donor, please inside!" Lao Miaozhu respectfully opened the door for Ao Ming, but he didn't even dare to look at it, the things in it were beyond the scope of what he should know, and he never speculated about things that he shouldn't know.

Inside this gate is the small world of the temple, this Ao Ming is not a stranger, although he has not been to his temple for a long time, but he is still familiar with these things.

Looking at the temple with low eyebrows and lowered eyes, Ao Ming smiled lightly and took out an ingot of gold and stuffed it into his hand, "This is the incense money, you can take it!" The one before was not a pearl, but a demon pill of a river mussel, of course, it was not something that mortals could bear.

After that, he turned around and stepped into the door, and the inside was indeed resplendent with gold, and the divine aura emitted by the power of incense filled the room.

"Fellow Daoists, please come soon!" Just as Ao Ming was looking left and right, a person who looked like an official came up and said with a smile.

This should be the god in charge of the temple, and each of their temples is arranged, I don't know if they act like this. The temple is blessed to communicate with mortals, and the nature that they receive and deal with is a matter of another world of cultivation.

If the gods were to do everything themselves, it would be difficult to do it even with the support of the most advanced Taoism, after all, the gods still needed a lot of time to practice. Although the power of incense can assist cultivation and increase Taoism, it cannot replace cultivation after all.

Seeing that Ao Ming was generous, there seemed to be no hostility, and this divine envoy also seemed extremely kind.

After welcoming Ao Ming into the hall and being carefully entertained, he asked tentatively: "Fellow Daoist, I don't know the purpose of your trip?" He is just Yang Jian's spokesperson, and many things must not be decided by him.

"I'm here to find Erlang Zhenjun, if you go directly to Meishan, it's a little abrupt, so I'll go around from here, and please report on my behalf!" Ao Ming got straight to the point, he didn't have much time of his own, and it was impossible to slow down again and delay for too long.

"I see, I'll help you ask later!" said the divine envoy, the aura on Ao Ming's body was there, and he did have the qualifications to meet Yang Jian, of course he didn't dare to obstruct him.

"That's great!"

It didn't take long to see him come out of the back room and say, "Fellow Daoist, Erlang Zhenjun, please go back to the Yangtze River for the time being and wait!"

Ao Ming frowned and said, "Why?" From letting him go back to the Yangtze River, it can be seen that Yang Jian already knows his identity, but what is he waiting for when he temporarily returns to the Yangtze River?

"I don't know this below!" the divine envoy looked embarrassed, and accepted the benefits, but things were not done well, and his face was a little disgraceful.

Ao Ming nodded, he just asked casually, it would be strange if Yang Jian told him the reason. "I'll believe you for the time being, and see what you're going to do!" Ao Ming glanced at the statue of Yang Jian in the temple, then strode out of the temple, and once again returned to the place where the Yangtze River and the Min River converge.

Lying in a small boat, drinking to the sky, the so-called comfortable and peaceful immortals are just imagined by the world, although they have a moment of peace, how can the dispute be for outsiders?

"Bang bang bang-" exploded repeatedly, and the originally calm river exploded.

The waves were shocking, like pouring rain down, Ao Ming was shocked and turned over and flew on top of the black peng, and waved his hand to block all the falling splashes.

The monstrous waves fell, showing a figure, the light faded, and the person who came finally showed his heroic appearance. But it was a clean-faced, handsome man, dressed in brocade clothes, with a jade belt hanging a sword around his waist, and standing on the surface of the river with his hands. looked at Ao Ming coldly, that sense of cold arrogance really added to his handsome appearance.

"Yang Jian?" Ao Ming said in surprise, this person is eight points similar to the statue in the Erlang Temple, but this spiritual temperament, even if Lu Ban is alive, I am afraid that it will not be able to carve it. But his forehead was white and pure, and there was no third eye.

Yang Jian didn't answer, pressed the sword with his hand, and pointed in the air. Suddenly, a cold breath shot straight into the door, startling Ao Ming's cold hair, piercing the heartfelt murderous aura, and for a while, there was a feeling that there was no way to dodge.

Ao Ming also raised his hand and pointed at it, and the true yuan in his body surged, and he came out with a noise. The same invisible sword qi greeted it and collided with Yang Jian's finger. Although you are handsome, but I only like women, Ao Ming thought angrily, after all, he came to ask him for help, and he didn't say it yet, but he did it first, and Ren Ao Ming was not very happy in his good temper.

A blazing light burst in the air, and the power was even more extraordinary than the previous waves, and the power was invisible, but fortunately, Yang Jian's attack was completely resolved.

Yang Jian's eyes also flashed with a different color, although he didn't spend much True Yuan with a light finger, but the perception of the peak Taiyi True Immortal was not false. It can be seen that it is not difficult for Ao Ming to resolve this move, and it is not useful for some divine power.

Ao Ming just wanted to open his mouth and say, "It's okay to test it!" Unfortunately, before the words could be spoken, Yang Jian smashed it with a huge fist again, and his figure flashed in front of Ao Ming in an instant, and the speed even he couldn't figure out with his naked eyes.

Ao Ming felt a pair of fists directly hit his lower abdomen, and the instinctive palms between the lightning overlapped in front of him, and suddenly a sharp pain rose from the palm of his hand, and his body flew upside down in the air and could not be controlled.

The look of appreciation in Yang Jian's eyes became even stronger, the blow just now had already used nearly forty percent of his strength, coupled with his own special combat techniques, any Taiyi Scattered Immortal would probably be seriously injured. However, Ao Ming looked embarrassed, but he did not suffer any substantial damage, especially the instantaneous barrier of his palms, which was like a stroke of genius to unload the power on his fists.

"No wonder Long Jun can go straight to the sky with confidence, this Ao Ming really has the ability to take charge of himself!" Yang Jian also secretly praised in his heart, his respect for Ao Qian was indisputable, but he still had to train Ao Ming, who had never met.

But at this moment, the shock in Ao Ming's heart is even more indescribable, just his fist has forced him into such a situation, this Yang Jian is really extraordinary.

You must know that Yang Jian's fist just now did not have the murderous aura of the stormy waves, there was no turbulent and staggered wind, only the changing flow of the Moon Star City, crossing the mysterious trajectory, and the antelope came to him with its horns.

If he has murderous intent or sneak attack, he may end himself with a single punch, and he doesn't even need a weapon. Ao Ming's heart sank again, there are really many capable people between heaven and earth, if you are proud, I am afraid there will be no good fruit to eat. Grandpa chose to let Yang Jian help him, perhaps also to teach himself this last lesson, and he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for a while.

Seeing that Ao Ming seemed to have an understanding, Yang Jian did not make another move, but quietly waited for him to recover his mentality.

But after a moment, Ao Ming smiled slightly: "Thank you Zhenjun for your advice, please go to the boat to talk!"

This time, Yang Jian didn't show a cold expression, and stepped straight across a distance of dozens of zhang and landed on the boat.

"This is the boat that Long Jun left behind!"

Ao Ming took out the wine jar and poured a bowl for Yang Jian, nodded and said, "Yes, it seems that you and my grandfather seem to know each other very well!"

"Thank you!" Yang Jian took a sip of the wine, seemingly reluctant to mention too many stories, but it could still be seen from his remembrance that there must be some stories between him and Ao Gan.

"Are you coming to me to conquer the Yangtze River or to guard Huaishui?" Under the wine, Yang Jian's momentum also changed, and he seemed to be out of the sheath.

"The Yangtze River will be let go first, and one day I will personally take it back, but the East China Sea may ask Ao Chen to make a move, and maybe ask Zhenjun to help!"

"Okay, I know! You can go!" Yang Jian didn't talk nonsense at all, and when he understood what Ao Ming meant, he directly issued an eviction order, but he also threw him a jade plaque casually.

The person disappeared into the air, but the voice stayed: "As long as Ao Chen makes a move, you just crush the jade pendant, I will definitely arrive!"

Ao Ming could only arch his hand in the direction of Meishan and said, "Thank you!" The gentleman's friendship was as light as water, and there was only one side and a few words between him and Yang Jian, and Ao Ming seemed to deeply understand this feeling. (To be continued.) )