Mo Xian stands on the edge of the Qianjiang River, it has reached the Mid-Autumn Festival, the tide letter on the Qianjiang River is high, when Mo Xian comes, it is the autumn rain, the heaven and the earth are hazy, the distant mountains are blurred in the smoke and rain, although there is a tide letter by the river, but there is no one. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"When the tide asks the believer, the soul of the three-life stone. This sentence is Songxi Zhenren before the enemy Devadatta left words, all along, Mo Xian only guessed that it should be on the edge of the Qianjiang River, but the specific is not clear, until recently, he deduced some clues, Songxi Zhenren is a real person after all, actually hid the heavenly machine, to the recent day, the heavenly machine gradually became clear.

That's right, be careful in this regard, there is nothing wrong with it, Mo Xian had to praise the Dafa of Songxi Zhenren, who actually hid the heavenly machine, and it was not until the eighteenth year after his death that he was reincarnated that some heavenly opportunity was revealed.

In the smoke and rain, Mo Xian walked on the Qianjiang embankment, there were constantly tides emerging, making a shocking roar, and from time to time there were big waves crossing the embankment and falling on Mo Xian, but the strange thing was that Mo Xian was still dry.

Mo Xian was a little strange, in the wind and rain, he felt a demonic power to drive the water vitality, but the demonic power was extremely weak.

Mo Xian to yin and yang easy to count, finally figured out a clue, the recent autumn rain continues, in this kind of day, the average person is nested at home, the farmer looks at the gloomy sky, although the heart is anxious, but there is nothing to do, the crops in the field are yellow, but the autumn rain is not visible to stop, at this time in previous years, the weather is sunny, the autumn is high and cool, it is the time to start the knife harvest.

Mo Xian knew from the hexagram that it was when the autumn rain continued, the opportunity he waited for came, and it was the time to end the cause and effect, on that day, Mo Xian suffered from the grievances of Songxi, it can be said that Songxi was the leader of Mo Xian's practice, Mo Xian met Songxi, and his life trajectory changed, otherwise, whether he was in the world or not is a question, he was a loss of life at the beginning.

Later, Songxi passed on his talisman technique, in Songxi's side for a few years, Mo Xian benefited a lot, when Songxi reincarnated and rebuilt, it stands to reason that a god monk should awaken soon, but Songxi's situation is a bit special, after all, reincarnated under Devadatta, it is not reassuring at all, therefore, he arranged Mo Xian, after he was reincarnated for eighteen years, to point to him, leave a verse, and also cover up the heavenly machine, he has a lot of enemies in his life, most people think he is dead, but some people still do not give up, a god monk is not so easy to fall.

Mo Xian along the embankment, a commotion came, he looked up, smiled, a group of tide makers are playing in the water, they are a group of local people who have no place to live, every year in the Qianjiang River tide head, on the tide head to show their skills, for people to laugh, win some rewards, so as to spend a year.

But this year, the rain continued, according to this, the days were very difficult, Mo Xian saw, the tide went up the waves, the waves pounced, drilled over, at that moment, standing above the tide, the red flag in his hand, a mortal body, can do this, it is indeed not simple.

Mo Xian saw the tide, and was about to step forward to ask the letter, and when the tide met the letter, suddenly, his face changed, and a big turtle appeared, others have not seen it, but Mo Xian has seen a huge black shadow lightning through the waves, biting towards the tide at the peak of the waves.

The tide runners suddenly felt that the water on their bodies rose suddenly, and before they could react, they saw a big turtle piercing the waves, and they saw that the tide maker was about to suffer misfortune.

The moment Mo Xian saw the big turtle, the talisman in his hand had already left his hand, turned into a golden bridge, and calmed the wind and waves, in an instant, the golden bridge flew to, everything was still, the big turtle seemed to stop in the water, and the tide also stopped, only Mo Xian flew over, the cuffs rolled, and several people were taken out of the tide by him at once and fell on the shore.

As soon as the golden bridge disappeared, the big turtle suddenly rose into the air, biting into the air, like a large dark cloud suddenly flying up in the flood, and the people on the shore exclaimed: "General Turtle, General Turtle is here, it's over, this time the embankment is going to break!"

"What's going on?" Mo Xian asked.

"As soon as General Turtle appears, the embankment will burst within tens of miles, and there will be a big flood!" said a tide maker, suddenly remembering, "Are you a god? You saved us?"

"I'm not an immortal, I'm just a cultivator, tell me what is going on, why did General Turtle have a big flood as soon as he appeared, did it happen before?" Mo Xian asked.

"Thirteen years ago, there was a time, it was also like this, it was raining continuously, the water flooded for hundreds of miles, some people said that they saw a big turtle, the old people said, this is the turtle general, it was the old man angry, today I saw the turtle general, the disaster is coming, the Taoist chief, you saved us, you must know the spell, can you subdue the turtle general?"

"General Turtle, why do you give a monster the title of general?" Mo Xian asked.

Therefore, the old legend is that there is a big turtle in the Qianjiang River, more than ten zhang long, often a chaotic place, and the place is helpless, and the temple is set up to sacrifice, called the turtle general. ”

"I see, this thing has been a monster for many years, and there is no advanced person to clean it up?" Mo Xian asked again.

"No, there are a few monks and Taoists who want to subdue it, but they were almost drowned by its flood, so they had to set up a temple to worship, and the reverse was calm. ”

As he spoke, the body of the big turtle rolled down, and the water immediately receded, and then the water was in a line of high tide, and suddenly pounced, and the water was like a wall, standing upside down, and rushing straight to the river embankment.

"General Turtle is angry!" said a few of the tide makers, whose faces were as earthy as they were, and they had never seen the water press straight down on them like a wall.

"Bold monster, dare to be presumptuous in front of me!" Mo Xian broke off his drink, the mountains and mountains appeared on his body, and the spleen spirit often appeared in the true shape of Wanyue above his head, a yellow light appeared, Tuke water, to the next town, in an instant, the water wall suddenly stopped, and the yellow light went to the previous town, like an avalanche, and suddenly the water wall subsided.

Mo Xian calmed the water, and the lung god Haohua flew out of his body, fingering the Yin Fu Sword, a white light, straight into the water, and the big turtle was just suppressed by the spleen god, and was struggling violently, how to break free, Jiang Ang one after another, the voice was extremely loud, and he heard the sound of the river for more than ten miles. At this time, the Yin Fu Sword had arrived, and with a burst of white light, it directly cut off the head of the turtle, and the sound stopped abruptly.

The body of the big turtle floated to the surface, the head of the turtle was as big as a water tank, and the blood stained the face, but the autumn rain in the sky gradually stopped, and the dark clouds showed a crack, and the long-lost sunlight shone down.

Mo Xian flew out of the Xuanyin Gathering Beast Flag, and with just one wrap, he collected the huge corpse and stored it in the space inside the flag, all of which was like a dream for a few tide makers.

"We really met the immortals, but the boy of the Shi family swore to practice with all his heart to the Tao, and the Taoist priest of Shanyang Temple said that his soul was incomplete and he couldn't practice, but he didn't stop practicing, and now he is eighteen years old, and he hasn't even made a family!" sighed a tide maker. (To be continued.) )