"Why is this section of the river like this?"
Looking at the river full of whirlpools and huge waves, Zhao Feng couldn't help but frown.
"Maybe the Dragon King is angry?"
The beautiful woman stood close to him, her eyes filled with admiration and admiration, and she said softly:
"Ignore it, let's find an inn to rest."
Not far away, passers-by obviously noticed this scene, but they didn't make any comments.
After all, the world has been declining and morals have been corrupted. Everyone does not have so much resistance to the ambiguous relationship between a monk and a woman from a wealthy family. Instead, they are full of respect for Zhao Feng.
"It would be great if this eminent monk could teach me some tricks...not to mention that I can run wild in the world. I don't have to worry about jackals, tigers, leopards, monsters, and ghosts. I can do business with peace of mind."
"Hey, what are you thinking about? I started dreaming in broad daylight."
"I have a beautiful girl in my family, but I regret not bringing her out. If she is favored by this Buddha, the family will be prosperous for hundreds of years."
The discussion reached Zhao Feng's ears word by word, but he was calm and still looked at the river and replied: "The Dragon King has disappeared. If there is a water god, he is a monster who has become a spirit and temporarily occupies the god's place. .”
It seemed that he was speaking to the plump and beautiful woman next to him, but in fact, he was speaking to himself.
"However, any water beast with spiritual wisdom will not hide in the mainstream. They will choose tributaries with gentle water flow and deep pools to live in seclusion."
"Just stand on the shore and wait. This thing will keep you safe."
As he spoke, Zhao Feng took out a pendant from his arms. It looked small, but when the storm surged, it instantly formed a pagoda.
This magic weapon is made entirely of golden rock and emits a sacred light. Once it appears, it causes a commotion.
"Seventh level pagoda?!"
"An incredible magic weapon."
There are people traveling all around, many of whom are knowledgeable, and they can see something extraordinary at a glance.
Nine is the ultimate yang number, and has always been highly praised by Taoists. The top Taoist martial arts in martial arts "Nine Yin Manual", the top fantasy supernatural power "All those who face the battle are arrayed in front" nine-character mantra, and even the top elixir in traditional mythology -
Nine-turn golden elixir.
At the same time, it was also used by the emperor as his own title.
But Buddhism is different.
The number seven is very unusual in Buddhism. It is a lucky number. The highest pagoda is seven levels, also known as the seventh-level pagoda.
As the saying goes, "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda", this also comes from this.
And the small pendant in front of me turned into a golden stone tower, seven stories high, and it must contain great magic power!
"Don't worry about me. It's probably two Taoists who are fighting against some great monster. They went to help. They will be back in a moment."
Zhao Feng looked at the bare hand holding his monk's robe and smiled confidently.
Compared to Lu Li, who is relatively reserved when it comes to relationships, he is different. He goes to the other extreme and is quite open-minded in his life style.
If he likes a girl, he should boldly pursue her. The beautiful woman in front of him, regardless of her figure, appearance, or personality, makes his heart move, and he simply takes action.
"Zhao Lang, are you going to fight? You'd better take it with you. I'm safe on the shore."
"No need."
"With a great god in charge, all monsters and demons will eventually be wiped out in ashes. If I go late, I'm afraid I won't even be able to make soy sauce."
After saying this, Zhao Feng jumped up high without any hesitation and began to head towards the bottom of the river with the help of inertia.
The plump and beautiful woman was left sitting alone next to the pagoda, staring at the turbulent river with a pair of watery almond eyes, waiting for the handsome young monk to return from the battle.
Ten feet... twenty feet... one hundred feet...
Why hasn't it sunk to the bottom yet?
At the same time, the questions Lu Li and Gao Qian had raised emerged in Zhao Feng's mind.
In fact, he already regretted leaving the seventh-level pagoda on the shore. Strong undercurrents from all directions almost pushed it back to the upper level.
And that Buddhist artifact belongs to one of the important inheritances, and is far more powerful than passersby guessed.
Seven is a number exceeding six. Therefore, when the Buddha was born, he took seven steps and a lotus was born in seven steps. The first six steps represent the six paths of reincarnation, and the seventh step represents transcending the six paths.
In addition, the word "qi" sounds the same as "qi", so practice often takes seven as a period, hoping that your practice will be successful and surpass your regular practice.
That pagoda contains endless magical functions. Zhao Feng has a strong feeling that this thing will stay with him for a long time. Not to mention anything else, it can play a big role just now and ensure that his sinking will not be so difficult.
the other side.
In the underwater dragon palace.
Lu Li and Gao Qian were conducting a blanket search.
Now that the news about the existence of the Dragon Palace Treasure House has been extracted from Qingjiao's mouth, how can there be any reason to return empty-handed?
It's funny to say that this monster is definitely a petty person, and at first he said he wanted to take the Night Pearl as compensation.
It is true that in the eyes of ordinary people, it is worth tens of thousands of gold and can guarantee prosperity and wealth for several generations, but is Lu Li an ordinary person?
Seeking the supreme position of humanity.
He never forgets the position of Emperor Fengdu.
What really attracted Lu Li's attention was the Dragon Palace Treasure House and the Dragon God Seal.
As the mother rivers of the Chinese nation, the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the Huaihe River and the Jishui River have an extraordinary status. During national events and when the emperor holds sacrifices, the five mountains are regarded as the three princes, and the four mountains are regarded as the princes.
"Tao Zangzhong says that since the Han Dynasty, the rivers are in Linjin, the rivers are in Jiangdu, the Huai River is in the Ping family, and the Ji River is in the Linyi boundary, and all envoys have attended the temple."
Gao Qian carried the gourd on his back and looked around, wanting to stay on every floor for a while in case there was a hidden compartment underneath.
At the same time, he spoke plausibly:
"Is it possible that the Dragon God Seal is not in the palace, but in the Jiangdu Dragon King Palace?"
"probably not."
Lu Li frowned, "I have a clone of King Mingling that can monitor the entire southern Zhili area."
"Times have changed, and the Dragon King Temple in Jiangdu has been completely abandoned, and it is impossible for the divine seal to exist."
The two of them talked to each other, but their hands were not slow and they continued to search.
Sometimes he bends down to knock, sometimes he concentrates and calms down, and uses Qi-gazing techniques.
The Bull Demon was no exception. He kept raising his hooves to check whether there were hidden grids or traps under his feet.
"That's weird, that's weird."
"There should be many giant fish, dragons, and snakes in the Yangtze River. Why is it so desolate?"
"Boss and Gao Qian are awesome."
"It shouldn't be. There is a scene of destruction on the surface of the river, but the Dragon Palace at the bottom is standing still."
In the distance, there was a sound coming from outside the palace.
Gao Qian's head is full of black marks. He just accepted the Taoist inheritance. How could he become a bull-nose?
Lu Li couldn't help but frown.
According to Zhao Feng, there is trouble on the river.
So how did Zuo Qianhu and his party cross the river?
There is no way around this natural chasm.
A single move affects the whole body!
Let’s not talk about those comrades who rushed to Shiliting in advance. Even Pudu Cihang, a thousand-year-old monster, had to follow suit...
We must find a way to solve the problem, otherwise, as a fisherman, how can I carry out my plan?
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