A light boat floats on the water.

Lin Dong sat on the fisherman's boat with a bamboo stick beside the boat. He looked at the fisherman who was about to kneel down and bow to him and thanked him for his life and said, "This is not that I saved you, but that you saved yourself. If you were to drive me off the boat because of the five taels of silver when you got off the boat, then I would go off the boat without saying a word, and you would become a water ghost in the lake. Because you are simple in nature and still care about your daughter's condition, you will be spared from your death."

The Ghost King stepped on the boat, and the boat would definitely be a split end. Lin Dong claimed to the Ghost King that he could not "water", which would save the Ghost King from killing him. A shipwreck. Even if the fisherman had an amazing water quality, it would be a drowning ending on this vast water surface.

Therefore, while the Ghost King was trampling, Lin Dong guided the force to the water. The splashes were three meters high, but the boat was safe and sound. With Lin Dong's protection, the boat did not fall into the splash.

"Thank you, Immortal..."

The fisherman was about to kneel down immediately.

Lin Dong kicked the bamboo stick and got stuck in the fisherman's leg, stopping the fisherman from kneeling.

"You have suffered a life today, but you still have some achievements."

Lin Dong said to the fisherman: "You are here to wait. In just one hour, a group of scholars will float in the water. Then you will rescue them onto the boat and shout again, "The fighters are all in front of you, and this water will naturally send you ashore."

When he came, Lin Dong's bamboo stick was inserted into the water, and he had already adjusted the Kan water. An undercurrent was sorted out on this calm lake. As long as it was activated, he could quickly leave the place with the boat people.

“Read…”

"Just remember it in your heart, don't tell it."

Lin Dong instructed, and then thought about it, he simply used his fingers to gently portray these words on the side of the boat.

"If you forget, let the scholars read this out, the same."

The fisherman looked at the handwriting on Lin Dong's portrayal. Even if he was not educated, he could see that the handwriting was quite extraordinary. He was written on the boat one by one, almost leaving the board and flying.

After explaining the fisherman, Lin Dong pushed the boat and leaped over, jumping into the white mist rising from the Hehuan Sect.

But on the boat in the middle of the lake, the poison god of Wanpo Sect, Yuyangzi of Changshengtang, and the San Miao Lady of the Hehuan Sect gathered together. There were four scholars under the cabin, all of whom were of high qualifications and wealthy families. This time, they were all servants and maids, but somehow, they got on the boat in a confused manner and drove in the lake, and then realized that they were being lured.

Just now, the San Miao Lady came. She was obviously a gorgeous woman, but her delicious words made people shudder. The first was to join the Holy Sect and devote all her strength to the Holy Sect to assist the Holy Sect. The second was to kill the scholar's family.

Mrs. San Miao was born in Hehuan and was naturally wise in her charming skills. When it comes to the benefits, she spoke softly, as if she had just nodded, she would have endless wealth and wealth, and her soft jade was warm and fragrant. When it comes to the disadvantages, it was more like throwing people into hell directly.

Therefore, at this moment, the scholars could only hold their heads and cry.

Above that cabin was the poison god of Wanpo Sect, Yuyangzi of Changshengtang, and Sanmiao of the Hehuan Sect were discussing important matters.

"Now the real person appears in that Qingyun."

Mrs. Sanmiao said: "For more than a month, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect walked around and saw the miracles of the real person one by one. The dry wells in Caomiao Village were born in the village of Caomiao, and the painting land in Taiping Town was a prison. The heart of the monk Tianyin was picked from Tai'an Town. The man went east until the five hundred miles of Kongsang Mountain, and there was no one in the world, so there was no miracle... However, not long ago, I heard from the disciples that a fire on Kongsang Mountain had turned into ashes. But there was no one at that time. I could not know whether he had come to Kongsang Mountain, nor could he judge whether he had entered the blood cave."

There is a blood-dropping cave in Kongsangshan. There is a magic weapon of the black-hearted old man. There are also rumors that the blood-devouring bead is inside. Therefore, the people in the Demon Sect have been exploring there privately for the past eight hundred years, and they are quite familiar with the situation on Kongsangshan.

"As far as the man is concerned, that person is really capable."

The Poison God couldn't help but sigh and said, "Rumor, this real person is extremely accurate in his life. At some point, someone deserves to die. This person can tell at a glance."

"Not to mention this kind of ability, even the real person has done this resurrection of the dead."

Mrs. Sanmiao said: "In Tai'an Town, an old woman had died for a long time but was rescued by a pill. This is a hot topic. My disciple of Hehuan specifically asked and found the old woman. Looking at her, he asked and asking questions. The old woman's body was stronger than her son."

Resurrection is brought to life.

"So, this person still has the means of immortality."

Yu Yangzi was surprised when he heard this.

He came here in the Wild Temple, where the Demon Cult originated, mainly because he heard of the immortals and did not know Lin Dong's main deeds. At this moment, he was surprised to hear this method of resurrecting the dead.

"Legendary, he is the twelfth generation of Qingyun."

The poisonous god glanced at Yu Yangzi and said.

The twelve generations of Qingyun are only one generation younger than the Qingye ancestor who was a genius in Qingyun Sect.

"If such a person was born in my holy sect, he would definitely be able to lead my holy sect to rise. Unfortunately, he was born in that blue cloud."

Yu Yangzi sighed and looked at the San Miao Madam, his eyes were flowing, and he said, "My wife has many methods, so can't she pull this person into my holy gate?"

The female disciples of the Hehuan Sect seduced people from the righteous path, causing the righteous path to fall into the evil path in countless cases.

"If you can see a real person, you must use some means."

Mrs. San Miao was not dissatisfied with this, and smiled sweetly and said, "I really want to try it out, can that righteous immortal keep his heart and not be moved by external colors."

There is a method in the Hehuan School. For those who are in a righteous way who are in a high state of mind, the encounter between the two will inevitably make the mind and nature of the righteous way obscure, and then fall into this "holy gate" without realizing it.

"If the lady can pull this person into the holy gate, it will be a blessing for my holy gate."

Yu Yangzi laughed and then scolded: "It's a pity that the Ghost King is too timid and dare not express his feelings here, otherwise the people in my Holy Sect can reach an alliance and join the grand event on this boat."

When Yu Yangzi mentioned that the Ghost King suddenly left, he was very dissatisfied.

"It's okay."

Mrs. Sanmiao said, "The Ghost King's plan is already known to me."

Mrs. Sanmiao spoke softly and charmingly, saying, "It turns out that in these two water cities, the three schools of Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Burning Xiang Valley can be here because there was a disaster in these two water cities three hundred years ago."

It turns out that these two water cities are not ordinary cities, but they have only three hundred years of history since their birth.

Three hundred years ago, there was no land here, there was only a piece of water. The water of the Hongchuan River and the Yanbo Lake water interacted with each other. The floods generated were enough to flood the city, and by the way, it could cause disasters to reach thousands of miles.

These are all influences of water flow, water source, and earth veins. Therefore, these two waters do not communicate with each other. Just because these two waters are connected, the water of the Hongchuan pours into Yanbo Lake. The water surface of Yanbo Lake rises high, and in the blink of an eye, it can flood the two waters. Then the water source flows, overnight, enough to destroy more than 20 cities, causing disasters to millions of good fields, and turning this great China into a country of water.

There was such a disaster three hundred years ago. At that time, the head of Qingyun Sect came in person, the master of the Fenxiang Valley and the host of Tianyin Temple. After ten years of hard work, the country returned to normal. He even stationed the proud disciples of the three major sects here to stop the tragedy from happening again.

"hiss……"

Even if he is as vicious as a poisonous god, he will still suck in the air at this time.

"The Ghost King is gentle and gentle, probably can't think of such a strategy."

The poisonous god thought slightly, his eyes flashed, and said, "This behavior can be said to be a despicable act. In an instant, more than 200,000 people will be affected. The spread of this water is even more a disaster. Even if the Qingyun, Tianyin Temple, and Burning Xiang Valley block this, millions of people will inevitably be displaced and millions of people die of hunger..."

Even in the Demon Sect, he knew that he would do anything to achieve his goal, but if he wanted to cause such a great murder, the Poison God would not make up his mind.

If you fight with the righteous path, then just pick up the knife.

But even the poisonous god stopped using this method.

"I don't think this method is something that the Ghost King can think of."

Yu Yangzi sat upright and said, "The Ghost King has the dangers of mountains and rivers in his heart and is extremely planning for his work. He will never come here to plan a disaster that will not benefit him!"

In today's world, after all, it is the world of righteousness, and there are also important places guarded by Qingyun, Fenxiang Valley and Tianyin Temple. If the obstacles between the two waters are destroyed, it will definitely be a big project. This move will inevitably anger the righteousness and then cause another battle between good and evil.

At this moment, the power of the Demon Sect is definitely not the opponent of the righteous person.

"Who said there is no benefit? This benefit is great for my Holy Sect!"

Mrs. Sanmiao didn't think so, and said, "As for the Ghost King... I know people and face but not the heart."

Mrs. Sanmiao's mouth was frivolous, and she exuded an intriguing smile and said, "The Ghost King has been half crazy since his wife's death. She hates Tianyin Temple to the core. Now she can still retain the appearance of this scholar because of his little girl Biyao. If Biyao is surprised, I think this Ghost King will go crazy."

The Hehuan lineage is the most accurate in grasping men's emotions. Therefore, Mrs. Sanmiao believes that she can accurately grasp some of the actions of the Ghost King Sect Master.

"If these two waters are irrigated, it will inevitably cause disaster to the state and poison thousands of miles. And this Middle-earth China will inevitably have some turmoil to be the day when our demon sect rises. If this state is peaceful for all times, then our demon sect will inevitably gradually enter a dead end."

The Three Wonderful Fairy said this.

The poisonous god was silent, and Yu Yangzi lowered his head and thought.

China is suffering, and human life is despised. At this time of the most desperate moment, a little food and a little water is enough to make people work hard for it. In the midst of turmoil, the Demon Sect will surely prosper.

"Rumor, Lin Dong's fortune-telling is extremely accurate. If there is such a disaster that poisons China, I'm afraid he will know it first!"

The poisonous god hesitated and said.

"It's okay!"

Yu Yangzi shook the corner of his mouth and said firmly: "Even if he knows, he can't stop it!"

If you destroy the obstacles between the two waters, it will naturally not work if you use civil servants. If you let a master like them activate the magic weapon, you will definitely be able to succeed in one blow if you prepare for a few hours.

"If he comes, I will ask Hehuan disciples to wrap him around the couch, making it difficult for him to get out of bed for a moment!"

Mrs. Sanmiao's eyebrows are swelling, and she is full of charm.

"in this way……"

If two waters are destroyed, the disaster will end in China, and Changshengtang will surely be able to develop and grow!

The poisonous god frowned and wanted to say the previous sentence, but he didn't say it in the end.

"Then come!"

The sound rang inside the cabin.

"What?"

Mrs. Sanmiao, the poisonous god, Yu Yangzi was shocked. She didn't know when there was an extra person in the cabin.

But when I saw that man holding a bamboo stick and short hair and clean clothes, he looked clearly like a stone statue offered by Caomiao Village.

Mrs. Sanmiao immediately turned pale with frightened face. When the poisonous god held the palm of his hand, Yu Yangzi's legs became weak.

The sudden ability surprised all three of them.

"how?"

Lin Dong looked at Mrs. Sanmiao and said, "Didn't you agree to use methods on me? You are not moved at this moment... Could it be that Mr. Ye is a good dragon?"
Chapter completed!