"Jishui, is this Jishui?"

Chu Liuxian's eyes penetrated the rain curtain and fell on the surging torrent in the distance.

The Ji River, which broke through the dike and roared, was still an ordinary river in the first half. At best, it was a great roar with the help of rain.

In the second half, the scene on the Ji River was the only one that Chu Liuxian saw in his life.

Before, Jishui, which was either bound to the river or ravaged the earth, suddenly split into three in the second half, showing different colors.

Three parts of Jishui are: yellow, green and clear.

Yellow is as turbid as rolled yellow sand;

The green one is as blue as a deep pool;

The white one is foaming.

The three-color river water is clearly divided, and from then on, each of them surges.

When Chu Liuxian was surprised by such a spectacle, Gu Fenghan's voice came to his ears:

"Junior brother, this is the three-part river channel."

"The landscape of the Three-point Jishui River can be said to be traced back ten thousand years ago. I am afraid no one can know whether it was acquired or innate."

Gu Fenghan took a step forward, pointed in a direction in the pouring rain, and said, "There is our goal, the Welcoming Mountain beside the Sanfen River."

Chu Liuxian tried his best to see clearly, but under the sky here, it was just hazy. You could vaguely see a vague shadow standing there. It was hard to tell whether it was a mountain or a low cloud.

He gave up his unnecessary efforts and asked, "Senior Brother Gu, is there the home of Senior Brother Eighth and Senior Sister Ninth?"

Gu Fenghan leaned over while manipulating the iron armored flying boat, and replied: "Yes, Junior Brother Wang Ku and Junior Sister Lin Qingya are both from two small families living next to each other in the Welcoming Mountains."

"It's said to be a small family, but it's actually no different from a casual cultivator."

Chu Liuxian nodded and stopped asking questions.

I think that the family background of Wang and Lin is just like the so-called farming and reading in the secular world. It is also called a scholarly family, but it has never been an official. In fact, it is the same as a farmer, but it has more opportunities to read and read.

"It's really not easy for Wang Ku and Lin Qingying to become disciples of Master Chu."

Chu Liuxian sighed, the iron-armored flying boat broke through the rain curtain and approached the Welcoming Mountain.

As the distance was close, Chu Liuxian finally saw clearly the situation of Yingke Mountain.

Yingke Mountain is said to be a mountain, but it is more like a slightly higher hill. If you really want to say it, maybe it is only where it is, guarding the three forks of Ji River, with thousands of mountains behind it, just like an old man hunched over to welcome the guest outside.

This "welcoming old man" may have white hair on his head, but now it is bare, turning into a Tongshan Zhuzhuo.

The pine and cypress that once planted on the mountain were now cut down and piled up on the mountainside, forming a simple embankment to resist the siege of floods.

The Jishui, which had broken away from the wild horse, turned into a flood peak, hitting the Yingke Mountain one by one. Often, a wave of flood peaks came, like a basin of water pouring down on its head, wetting the entire mountain.

At the same time, those who were wet were also guarding the highest point on the mountain.

At the first glance, Chu Liuxian saw Lin Qingxian, the ninth senior sister who had met him in the most conspicuous place.

At this moment, Lin Qingya was wearing a robe, her hair was soaked by the rain, and strands stuck to her face, making her look more and more determined.

When Chu Liuxian and others arrived, she was doing it on the ritual platform and shouted softly:

"retreat!"

The peak that surged to the hillside was broken by her shout, but the rest of the people had not accumulated enough strength. Although they rushed to the simple embankment, they could not rush up to destroy the entire welcoming mountain.

"good!"

Chu Liuxian praised the clan and used his words to fight against Tianwei. Lin Qingying made him look at him with admiration.

What he praised was not just this "scream" he saw, but before they arrived, this scene was repeated several times.

This is not difficult to see from Lin Qingying's figure of being shaky and like a weak willow in the wind.

Chu Liuxian and others saw her, and Lin Qingying naturally could not see the conspicuous iron-armored flying boat. She screamed in surprise:

"Is the fifth senior brother above?!"

Gu Feng laughed loudly, even during the storm, covering it: "Junior sister, please be relieved, I'm here for my brother."

He glanced at Chu Liuxian and added: "There are junior brother Chu who is here with him."

"Have you arrived too?"

Lin Qingying shouted in surprise, and then, I don’t know if it was because of the excessive energy consumption or what happened, the black eyes almost fell down. He quickly supported the platform and slowly descended from the air.

Seeing this situation, Gu Fenghan naturally knew what he should do. He reached out to the side and said, "Junior brother, let me leave the next thing to you and me to separate."

"……good!"

Chu Liuxian didn’t know what Gu Fenghan wanted to do, but is there any other choice besides this situation?

Soon, he knew Gu Fenghan’s plan.

Gu Fenghan waved his hand, the dark silver box that had been lying quietly on the boat trembled violently. Then silver light burst out, spewing out dozens of magic weapon parts, and combined it into a dark silver magic platform in the air.

Gu Fenghan pulled out the ancient sword behind him, took one step, landed on the platform, and flew towards the most surging waves with the platform.

His voice broke through the wind and rain and came into Chu Liuxian's ears: "Junior brother, let the people on the mountain be handed over to you."

"Go for your brother!"

Before he finished speaking, a dark and sleeping ancient sword appeared above Gu Fenghan and the magic platform, several feet long, trembling as Gu Fenghan swung his sword.

"The ancient sword is really spiritual!"

Chu Liuxian recognized at a glance that the ancient sword was transformed by Gu Fenghan's true spirit. "Senior Brother Gu's true spirit is actually a sword. The way of true spirit is indeed strange. I don't know my true spirit..."

Thinking of this, Chu Liuxian wanted to smile bitterly. He wanted to transform into a true spirit. He knew what his true spirit was. He had to pass Chu Tiange's level and still had to endure it.

Soon, he gathered his thoughts and knew that it was not the time to think about this. He stepped to the bow of the boat, looked down, took a deep breath, and jumped down.

"Young Master!"

Qin Bo and Shuang'er exclaimed in surprise. They didn't expect Chu Liuxian to be so decisive. He didn't even say hello and looked down on the iron-armored flying boat.

But he saw that Chu Liuxian, whose arms were spread out, fell downwards, and his black hair was raised in the strong wind. Suddenly, four-colored strange lights burst out from the jade belt around his waist, and combined into a four-spirit magic platform in the air, supporting Chu Liuxian's falling body.

Each person and the platform seemed to stick together, and suddenly pulled upwards, floating in the air that was only a few people above the top of Yingke Mountain.

"rise!"

Chu Liuxian shouted loudly, slapped his palm on the memorial platform, and spiritual power surged out, and a bright red flag floated up from the memorial platform.

Vermilion Bird Flag!

At that time, the young master used it to break all the red-haired blood swords and protect it, giving Chu Liuxian an opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to kill the Vermilion Bird Flag of the Zhenling Sanren with one blow.

Chu Liuxian had been exploring and researching countless times when he was in the dark room. This was the first time he used it in full view of everyone. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and held it with one hand.

"disease!"

The magic tricks for controlling the Vermillion Bird Banner were silently flowing on the Four Spiritual Magic Platform, which merged with the brilliance that burst out from Chu Liuxian's body and poured into the Vermillion Bird Banner.

In response to the sound, the Vermillion Bird Flag flew up and rose in the wind, turning into a banner several feet high, and plunged straight towards the top of the Welcoming Mountain.

"Boom~~"

The Vermillion Bird Flag landed, and powerful force poured into the ground. Tens of feet away, a bright circle of fire emerged, radiating suddenly, rushing straight to the hillside.

One wave after another, as if it was endless.

"Shit ~~"

In an instant, water mist rose on the tree embankment on the mountainside, and hissing sounds were heard. Floods and flames were constantly colliding and annihilated. The water mist was like a jade belt, surrounding the welcoming mountain.

After temporarily stopping the flood, Chu Liuxian had the time to look to the side.

I saw that there was a circle around it, and several women were busy taking care of Lin Qingying who was unconscious in a coma in the corner, while several middle-aged people were watching outside with a gaze.

There were dozens of people left behind, and they were all Lin and Wang families, either looking respectfully at Chu Liuxian on the platform, or looking at the mountainside as much as possible with concern.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Chu Liuxian understood why Lin Qingying didn't leave and was dying with the flood here.

In just a moment, the Vermillion Bird Flag was obviously weak after all, and gradually could not resist the flood. Large tracts of tree embankments were washed down, and the flood climbed up step by step.

In the distance, Gu Fenghan shouted loudly, "The human and the true spirit are united, and I don't know what magic they have cast. Sword shadows that are dozens of feet long are slashing into the water and towards the surrounding mountains."

"He wanted to divert and divert water, to break through the mountain, direct the flood in other directions, and naturally alleviate the flood here."

Chu Liuxian followed the shadow of the ancient Fenghan sword and looked down, and saw that a screen-like mountain had already broken through the huge gap. Perhaps it could break through the mountain and release water in just a few swords.

After welcoming the mountain, the mountains are undulating and there are few people coming, so naturally there is no fear that the floods and beasts released will hurt others again.

"It probably will take some time."

Chu Liuxian guessed that he knew that he still needed to hold on for a while. Otherwise, before the mountain could break through, the welcoming mountain would be fully formed.

Gu Fenghan may have miscalculated Chu Liuxian's strength, but since Chu Liuxian dared to follow up, he was naturally prepared.

He suddenly lowered his head, and asked at the middle-aged man who gathered below, from time to time, "Everyone, is there no one at the foot of the mountain?"

The middle-aged man was obviously stunned and didn't know what to call him, so he had to vaguely say: "...We are all here, and there is absolutely no one below."

"good!"
To be continued...