Clear water, gentle and smooth, a huge ship down the water.

On the giant ship, an old man who looked to be about sixty years old with a white beard was holding a teapot in his hand, drinking water while enjoying the surrounding scenery.

"The rolling long river is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes......" The old man watched the rise and couldn't help but chant aloud. The sonorous and powerful voice came out of the river, giving people the feeling of being in a picture scroll.

"Mr. Mo, be quiet, Miss has just fallen asleep, don't wake her up. A crisp voice came from behind the old man. With this voice, a young woman who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old walked quickly in front of the old man. When the old man saw the young woman, not only was he not annoyed, but said with a smile: "Miss Xiaoling reminded you right, haha, the old man should be beaten, he should really be beaten!"

The young woman has a goose egg face and bright eyes, giving people a sense of intelligence and intelligence. She grinned and said, "Mr. Mo, you are our young lady's teacher, and I am a little maid, I am afraid that you will wake up Miss before I remind you, if you are heard by Miss, I will have to suffer." ”

The old man was amused by this robbery, and pointed at the woman and said, "You girl, a mouth is like a knife, hehe, who married you, how can you stand it!"

"Mr. Mo, people don't follow!" As the little girl spoke, she wanted to pull the old man's beard. Mr. Mo dodged and said, "The old man said the wrong thing, Xiao Ling doesn't care, Miss finally fell asleep, don't wake her up!"

At the mention of the words Miss, the little girl suddenly stopped her feet, sighed and said, "Mr. Mo, Miss is such a good person, why does this tribulation always fall on her head?"

"In a person's life, unsatisfactory things are always the best out of ten, little girl, you usually have to enlighten Miss Enlightened Miss. Mr. Mo sighed when he said this. Then he said, "How is the young lady feeling?"

"It's okay, I just read a book for a while and then rested. When Xiao Ling said this, she pointed to the rolling water and said, "Mr. Mo, why is this river called Kunhe?"

Mr. Mo has long been surprised by the little girl's ability to suddenly change the topic, and at this time he laughed and said: "If you ask someone this question, not many people really know, but I will sue you." According to ancient records, the reason why this Kunhe River is called Kunhe River is because its source is a big mountain called Kunyu Mountain. ”

"Kunyu Mountain, where is this mountain, why have I never heard of it?" Xiao Ling touched her head, and asked a little more questions. Mr. Namo said with a smile: "Where Kunyu Mountain is, no one can say now, you just need to remember that there is this Kunyu Mountain." ”

"Sir, you're not going to make up a story to fool me. I'll tell you, I'll ask Miss about this later, so that you don't have to fool me. Xiao Ling seemed to be teased a lot by Mr. Mo, so she didn't trust the old gentleman's words so much.

Mr. Mo smiled and whispered that only a little woman is difficult to raise. And at this moment, I heard the little girl suddenly scream: "Mr. Mo, look at it." There's a corpse over there!" Before Mr. Mo could ask, the little girl had already grabbed Mr. Mo's arm tightly and said with horror.

Mr. Mo's eyes followed the direction Xiao Ling pointed out, and he saw a person floating on the water. Compared with Xiao Ling, who has fluctuating feelings, Mr. Mo is much calmer. He glanced at the corpse, sighed and said, "Now that the entire Lu country is in chaos, it is normal for one or two people to die." ”

With that, his gaze swept ahead. continued: "A few days ago, I read the military report, Motu City has been burned to a ruin by the bandits of the Lotus Zun Sect, and hundreds of thousands of people have died in Motu City, so that's ......."

"But, sir, this person doesn't seem to be dead yet!" Xiao Ling simply ignored Mr. Mo's lamenting remarks about the world, and said in horror.

Mr. Namo looked down at the corpse in the current. I saw that the corpse's chest had slight traces of breathing. There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and then he said in a deep voice: "Now that the world is difficult, it is even more important for us to accompany the young lady to return to the capital." It's better not to make extraneous branches. ”

Xiao Ling pursed her lips, although she was a little unhappy in her heart, she didn't dare to refute the old master's words. Although Mr. Mo speaks kindly on weekdays, she knows that it is her own uncle, and she is also careful to worship this Mr. Mo.

"Sir, Miss said that it is not the door of our family to save if you see death, since the person is still breathing, she wants you to save the person. A delicate and gentle woman walked out and said softly to Mr. Mo.

Although this woman is not very beautiful, she has a virtuous and touching temperament, which makes people feel good at first sight. When Xiaoling saw the woman, she hurriedly ran over and said, "Sister Qin, Miss, is she awake?"

The woman known as Sister Qin nodded, "Miss didn't fall asleep at all. Speaking of this, her bright eyes looked at Mr. Mo and said, "Sir, Miss has already spoken, I think you should save people." ”

"Since Miss said it, then save him. As Mr. Mo spoke, he said to a few strong men who were on the side of the boat: "You go down to two people and drag the people in the water up." ”

For Mr. Mo's arrangement, the men did not dare to shirk at all, and two people jumped into the water and fished the man up. Mr. Na Mo touched the pulse of the rescued person, and said in a deep voice: "This person is really fateful, he just fainted temporarily, take a rest, and he should be able to wake up." As he spoke, he said to a strong man: "Shen Bao, you find a room to settle him, and tell me in time if there is any situation." ”

"Yes sir. Shen Bao agreed, and then said to the two strong men who were watching the excitement: "Brothers, come over and help." ”

For this group of people, saving a person in the water is not a big deal. Therefore, except for the Shen Bao who was arranged, no one paid attention to the person who was rescued. However, contrary to Mr. Mo's speculation, when he had dinner that night, the rescued man still did not wake up.

After Shen Bao reported to Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo came over to look at it again. After making sure that the rescued young man's pulse was normal, he casually prescribed some medicine and left the utility room.

When Fang Ling woke up, it was already the middle of the night, he didn't open his eyes immediately, but first scanned the surrounding environment with the divine sense that had just recovered. This is a three-story ship with a radius of ten zhang, and there are hundreds of people on board, most of whom are martial men. There are even more than 20 men, and their cultivation has reached the sixth level of Qi training. However, these people couldn't attract Fang Ling's attention, the only one who could attract Fang Ling's attention was an old man who practiced qi at the eighth level.

For Fang Ling, for him, the eighth layer of Qi cultivation could be pinched to death with one finger, but now that his injuries were not light, the cultivators of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation could pose a threat to him. Although he was still able to kill this eighth-level cultivator by using some secret techniques, the result was that he was injured and injured.

This was not what Fang Ling wanted to see. At the moment, his top priority is to restore his own cultivation. Gently running the True Yuan in his body, Fang Ling felt as if his body was about to burst, which made him think of the scene he had in the Nine Dragon Pool of Kunyu Mountain.

Although the suction of the lion-headed big fish broke him, the strange tail of the fish suddenly slapped towards his body. At the same time, strange snakes with golden horns and cyan birds also rounded him up at the same time. Once the three demon beasts form a circle, even if he has a waidan, it will be impossible to escape. Without even thinking about it, Fang Ling urged the remaining True Yuan in his body and slapped it fiercely towards the fishtail.

Falling into the water was his only way to survive. Fang Ling, who had already had no time to make the magic weapon, urged the Vajra Technique to move, and collided fiercely towards the tail of the strange fish!

With this impact, Fang Ling felt as if he had hit a big mountain, and the surging force rushed down his arms into his chest. A mouthful of blood Fang Ling didn't hold back at all, and spit it out directly.

The strange fish itself has the cultivation of the Golden Pill stage, and this tail is one of the main attacks it refines. Not to mention that Fang Ling was just a foundation building monk, even if the Jindan monk was hit by its tail, it would be impossible to escape.

The reason why Fang Ling was able to stay awake was also due to the immovable vajra technique. But that's it, the meridians on his body were also shattered by this blow. It's just that at this moment, Fang Ling didn't have time to pay attention to his injuries, all he had to do was to escape into the dark river.

The moment the fish's tail was knocked open by it, Fang Ling sank to the bottom of the water. And at this moment, the strange snake with long golden horns and the cyan bird also fell. The three monsters looked at each other before submerging into the water at the same time.

After Fang Ling used his divine sense to cover up his tracks, he held up his last strength and swam desperately towards the entrance of the dark river. However, in the panic at this moment, he couldn't tell the specific location of the entrance of the dark river, and when he found a direction for the water to flow downward, Fang Ling sank directly.

When he swam more than a hundred miles, Fang Ling was still fighting his spirits, but when the suppressive power of Kunyu Mountain that was acting on his body suddenly disappeared, Fang Ling, who was a little relaxed in his mood, fainted directly......

Thinking of the scene of being chased by the three Jindan stage demon beasts several times in the dark river, Fang Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This time it was a little too greedy. If it weren't for luck, I'm afraid I would have been buried in the mouths of those three Jindan demon beasts.

Streams of heaven and earth aura were constantly poured into Fang Ling's body. Fang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his face became more and more hideous.

"Poof!" A drop of blood suddenly flew out of Fang Ling's skin, and the moment this blood fell to the ground, it turned into an ice crystal like a jewel. Fang Ling, who was cultivating, slowly looked a little better.

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