Han Yu's parents died in his early years and he was raised by his brother and sister-in-law. His brother Han Hui's son was named Han Laocheng, who was about the same age as Han Yu. The two had known each other since childhood and were called uncle-nephew, and they were as close as brothers.
After Han Laocheng died young, Han Yu was grieved and took on the responsibility of raising Han Laocheng's orphan Han Xiang without hesitation. Therefore, he always regarded his grandnephew as his own son emotionally.
Han Xiang was an intelligent young man, and his achievements in both civil and military fields were far better than those of ordinary people. Han Yuben had high hopes for him, hoping that he would be honored with a gold medal and be regarded as his father's spirit in heaven.
Who knew that Han Xiang had a mediocre nature and had no intention of pursuing an official career, so he had to travel to famous mountains to seek immortality, determined to be a worldly person.
Han Yu was very dissatisfied with this. He repeatedly tried to persuade Han Xiang with earnest words, or issued stern warnings with both voice and voice. In the end, he almost used family methods, but in the end, he could not shake Han Xiang's pursuit of truth.
One day, Han Xiang, who was grounded at home by Han Yu, disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a letter saying that he was taken by an expert to practice in the mountains. Han Yu used many people to search for it to no avail, so he had to give up in frustration.
It was not until he was demoted for writing a letter to remonstrate with the Buddha's bones that Han Xiang, who had been away from home for several years, suddenly appeared. After meeting with Han Yu, he said that this trip to Chaozhou would be a disaster, and advised him to simply resign and return home to protect his safety.
Han Yu was the Wen Zong of the time and had always believed in the Confucian saying that "the son does not talk about strange things but uses power to confuse the gods". At that time, he not only did not listen to Han Xiang's persuasion, but also reprimanded him. ,
Han Xiang left helplessly, but before leaving, he performed a magic spell in front of Han Yu. He took a flower seed and buried it in the soil. At three moments, he cast a spell to spawn a five-color flower. There were naturally occurring words on the petals, forming a "cloud". Where is my home in the Hengqin Mountains? The snow embraces the blue and the horse stops moving forward." A couplet of poems.
Han Yu didn't understand what he meant at first. Then he came to Chaozhou and passed through Languan, but he was blocked by wind and snow.
However, his determination to serve the country was as strong as stone and he was indomitable. He was not discouraged at that time. Instead, he completed the two lines of the poem into a seven-rhyme poem, describing the past events and expressing his aspirations.
His poem goes: "A letter is sent to the Nine Heavens in the morning, and eight thousand people are demoted to Chaoyang Road in the evening. If you want to eliminate evil things for the sage, you are willing to cherish your decay and cherish your remaining years? Where is Yun Heng's family in Qinling? The snow embraces the blue and the horse stops moving forward. I know you are coming from afar. It should be intentional so that I can be collected by the Shimias River."
At the moment when he was almost killed in the mouth of a crocodile, Han Yu secretly sighed that even if his grandnephew came to Chaozhou after learning the bad news, he might not have anywhere to collect his bones.
Now seeing Han Xiang appear, and guessing that it was his work to drive away the crocodile and save his life, Han Yu couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.
Han Xiang, who was guarding him in front of him, did not care to guess what his uncle was thinking at this moment, because the crocodile god standing on the water and facing him from a distance had released a monstrous force and oppressed him like a mountain.
The crocodile god has been entrenched in Crocodile Creek for hundreds of years and has completely controlled this area of water. At this moment, taking advantage of the favorable location, the momentum he unleashed was steadily suppressing Han Xiang, who was already slightly inferior in cultivation. ,
Han Xiang not only had to fight against the Crocodile God with his own strength, but also devoted part of his energy to protecting Han Yu and the others behind him. The situation naturally became more and more embarrassing.
Later, he had to put the jade flute in his hand to his lips again and play a piece of music that contained the sonorous sound of metal and stone, so as to strengthen his own energy, and then he was able to restore the situation.
The crocodile god shouted in a deep voice: "Han Xiang, I think it will be difficult for you to practice, so I am willing to let you go, but the old man behind you who dares to write insults and threaten me must stay!"
Han Xiang couldn't answer, but the Xiao sound he played suddenly became louder and louder. It could penetrate the clouds and crack rocks, and his attitude was self-evident.
The Crocodile God laughed angrily: "In that case, don't blame me for ignoring the dignity of your fellow teachers and turning the world upside down!"
Behind him, a huge wave suddenly rose into the sky. Its color was as dark as thick ink, and its momentum was like a thousand-foot cliff. It collapsed amid a loud rumbling sound, pressing down on Han Xiang, Han Yu and others on the shore.
Han Xiang knew that this huge wave contained the essence of Guishui collected by the crocodile god. Although it was transformed by the current, it was as strong as a diamond and as heavy as a mountain. His face was extremely solemn at that time, and he raised his hand to sacrifice the jade flute in the air and released it. A large piece of misty brilliance shaped like a dome held up the falling waves.
It's just that he seemed to be a little weak under such heavy pressure. At first, his body was shaking slightly and his face became paler. Later, blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth.
"Xiang'er!"
Han Yu saw that his grandnephew was no match for the evil force. Although he had long ignored his life and death, he was deeply uneasy about dragging his grandnephew into danger. However, he was powerless. At that time, he felt guilty and regretful.
The crocodile god saw that Han Xiang was about to be exhausted, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
But he said he didn't care about Mr. Han Xiang's face, but he still had some worries in his heart, but he didn't mean to do anything completely.
So he stretched out his right hand and grabbed it. The right arm wrapped in black armor stretched and lengthened. An open palm became several feet in size. The five fingers were bent like hooks. Han Xiang was about to be shaken to the ground. Hold it in the palm of your hand.
"Qiang!"
A loud sword cry suddenly sounded in Crocodile God's ears.
And a sword light that looked like the blue sky and clear water had already fallen from the sky before the sound of the sword.
When the sword light fell, it first split the huge wave into two. The sword energy contained in it shattered and annihilated the power of Guishui in the huge wave. The split giant wave collapsed and shattered, turning into raindrops all over the sky and scattered on the shore. .
The sword light fell again, like hitting rotten wood or breaking through rotten soil, cutting the crocodile god's right arm into two sections.
The crocodile god let out a shrill scream.
The sword light rolled back and flew back to the sky.
A huge white crane flew from the sky and suddenly reached the sky above Crocodile Creek.
On the back of the white crane is a Taoist with a jade face and long beard, slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes, sitting cross-legged.
The Taoist raised his right arm and opened his sleeve, and the sword light penetrated into the sleeve like a tired bird returning to its nest, and disappeared in a flash.
"Brother Lu Dao!"
Han Xiangzi was overjoyed when he saw that the person coming was Lu Dongbin, a real person from Chunyang who was close to him.
Lu Dongbin made the white crane sit down and land on the water. He looked at the crocodile god and sneered: "In three hundred years, the little follower who followed the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea was able to occupy a water area and become the king."
There was a look of deep fear in Crocodile God's eyes, and he said in a solemn voice: "You, you have actually participated in creation and understood your previous life?"
It turns out that Lu Dongbin was a real person in Huayang in his previous life, and he was a fellow Taoist with Tieguai Li and Zhongliquan.
Three hundred years ago, he had a grudge with Ao Ming, the eldest son of the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea, over an incident.
Both sides suffered losses in a firefight.
Ao Ming escaped back to the Dragon Palace with serious injuries and is still recuperating in seclusion to this day; Huayang Zhenren was seriously injured and difficult to treat, so he had to be reincarnated as Lu Dongbin today. He was then introduced by Tieguai Li and Zhong Liquan to resume his spiritual practice. road.
Crocodile God was originally a follower around Ao Ming, and he personally experienced a battle between Huayang Zhenren and Ao Ming.
In that battle, Ao Ming gathered a large number of master soldiers from Donghai to ambush Master Huayang, but he was still almost killed by Master Huayang with one sword and one man.
Seeing Lu Dongbin reveal his origin, the Crocodile God knew that he had recovered the memory of his previous life. He also remembered the battle where he had to pretend to be dead to escape, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Seeing that the other party was smiling and silent, he shouted with an inward look: "Lu Dongbin, you have to think clearly. I was ordered by the Dragon Palace Talisman of the East China Sea to become a god in this water. If you kill me, you will be the enemy of the Dragon Clan!"
Lu Dongbin said: "Pindao clearly understands his past and has long wanted to understand the grudges with Ao Ming. It is already destined that he will never be friends with the Dragon Clan. What's more, since you dare to hand your paw to fellow Taoist Pindao, shouldn't Pindao not Dare you chop off your claws?"
Before he finished speaking, as he caressed his sleeves, the green sword light like a spiritual snake flashed suddenly, and the sound of the sword was still heard. The sword light had arrived, and it was so fast that the Crocodile God had no time to react. The big head rolled off the neck, and the body floated on the water in the shape of a giant crocodile.
