Mo Guyuan was stunned when he heard that, and it took him a while to realize, "A fish can also turn into a dragon?"
"Of course, this is what Sister Ling told me. In addition to the black river in the wilderness, there are many great rivers in the world of immortals and monsters. If we, the water-type spirits, can choose a great river to succeed, It is very possible to transform into a dragon. However, Sister Ling also said that it is extremely dangerous, and because it goes against the will of heaven, many catastrophes will also come with it. I need to do more good deeds on the way to the river, and it depends on what God will do." Qing Gong said slowly.
Mo Guyuan looked at Yu Qingxing's fascinated posture and his face softened. Although he didn't understand the hardships involved, Yu Qingxing's face was full of longing at this moment. He naturally joined her in being happy, and then said, "Then I wish you all the best." Your wish comes true, I will definitely visit you when you turn into a real dragon!"
Yu Qinggong turned his head and muttered, "I don't want you to see it."
Mo Guyuan scratched his head in embarrassment and grinned, "What should we do now? Is there any way we can break this dream?"
"I don't know, but we can't stay here forever. Let's explore around first to see if there are any clues," Yu Qinggong said with a frown.
"good."
Just when the two were about to set off, they saw the small stream in front of them rippling rapidly. Countless shrimps and fish emerged from the bottom of the water and rushed downwards with the rapids. The two were very surprised. Looking along the direction of the water flow, there seemed to be a vague black shadow floating on the shore at the end of the line of sight. The two of them stopped being vague and flew away quickly.
It didn't take long for the two of them to be close to the black shadow. Looking closely, they saw an old man in black clothes and white hair, fishing leisurely with his legs crossed. The old man ignored the arrival of the two people and was enjoying himself. Focus. Mo Guyuan and Yu Qinggong looked at each other, both of them confused as to whether this person was the person in the dream or someone who was also brought into Zhuang Zhou's dream. The turbulence of the stream before was now restored to its original state, with the water surface sparkling and occasionally rippled.
After a long time, Mo Guyuan finally couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart. He leaned towards the old man, clasped his fists and said, "Old man, may I ask where this place is?"
The old fishing man glanced at Mo Guyuan and said with an unhappy expression, "I'm fishing, but you're talking. What do you mean?"
Mo Guyuan mistakenly thought that he had disturbed the old man by making a sound. Just when the old man was about to apologize, there was already a sound of rushing water in his ears. He turned around and saw that Yu Qingg had lifted up his skirt and was barefoot. Walking back and forth in the water, he muttered from time to time, "Where are the fish? All the small fish and shrimps before have disappeared."
Mo Guyuan's eyelids twitched and he didn't know what to say. He looked up and saw that the old man was already furious and stood up and reached out to grab the fish from the bottom. He said angrily, "The little carp spirit is so impudent. Today, I will I’ll take you in!”
Mo Guyuan was shocked. This person actually saw through Yu Qingxing's identity at a glance. Without any hesitation, the Tai Chi diagram under his feet lit up, and he jumped up and punched the old man to block him.
"Taoist Immortal Technique?" The old man was surprised, but his figure did not stop. At this moment, he saw Mo Guyuan swinging his fist towards him. The old man also leaned down and stretched his hands in front of him like claws to grab Mo Guyuan.
The two collided, and after just one round, Mo Guyuan was like an old monk frozen in trance, unable to move in mid-air, and the fist he swung out was tightly grasped by the old man. In a moment, Mo Guyuan shouted fiercely, and also made a fist with his other hand and rushed towards the old man's abdomen, but before he could reach it, the old man grabbed Mo Guyuan and threw him backwards, sarcastically saying, "You're a fledgling brat too." Dare you block a car with your hands? You are overestimating your capabilities."
Yu Qinggong was aware of the fighting above. Seeing Mo Guyuan's defeat, Yu Qinggong immediately flew into the air. A white silk ribbon flashed from his sleeves, and instantly turned into a sky curtain and wrapped around the old man. Yu Qinggong followed the trend and moved towards the back. Mo Guyuan's position swept away.
"Are you okay?" Yu Qinggong asked eagerly.
"It's nothing serious." The two of them looked at the white curtain in front of them warily. After a while, all the white silks in the sky were crushed by the old man among them and fell to the ground one after another. But after landing, the fragments slowly merged again, and in a moment they returned to their original state and turned into a white light floating towards Yu Qinggong.
"It turns out to be a magic weapon, no wonder it has some tricks." The old man's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something extremely extraordinary.
Yu Qingxing was greatly surprised. This person was so sharp that he could not only see through his own identity at a glance, but also know that Bai Ling was a member of the divine weapon. Who was he?
"I think you are ignorant, as long as you keep this white silk, I will let you live." The old man in black smiled at the two of them.
"You're dreaming!" Yu Qinggong shouted. For some reason, the old man was slightly stunned when he heard this, as if there was nothing wrong with this.
The situation was tense at the moment. Mo Guyuan untied the rope from his arms and pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword from the bag behind his back. The two of them leaned on the corners and stared at the old man. A single move could affect their entire bodies. The two of them did not dare to take it lightly.
"There are three levels of treasures in the world, spiritual weapons, fairy dust and magic weapons. They have been dreaming for thousands of years. Is it possible that this magic weapon is in everyone's hands now and is no longer valuable?" The man who watched Mo Guyuan pull out the Xuanyuan Sword At this moment, the old man had already seen the clues with his piercing eyes. He was very curious at the moment, but his expression was more of surprise and joy.
Both of them saw the old man's coveted look and looked at each other with determination.
Yu Qinggun's feet were hanging on the white silk silk, and he made a seal with his hands in front of him. He saw the stream below slowly rising up into the sky, and the water droplets condensed on it and turned into water arrows that stabbed down at the old man. The arrow rain was dense, but the old man didn't panic at all. He scattered all the arrow rain with just one hand. But at the moment when the arrow rain was broken, a dazzling light fell on his head. Before the old man could react, his whole body was bathed in the glory of Xuanyuan Sword. Among them, Mo Guyuan held the sword tip in his hand and slashed downwards. When the sword light was extinguished, there was no trace around him.
Yu Qingqing rushed over, turned his eyes and looked around, saying, "Are you going to kill me and wipe him out?"
Mo Guyuan was at a loss, his face wavered and he shook his head. The sword he had struck earlier did not hit the old man, but missed him. He calmly said, "Be careful, that man must be hiding somewhere."
Suddenly, their bodies froze, and they were unable to move as if someone had cast a restraining spell on them. There was a strong wind blowing behind them. Yu Qinggong was right behind him at this moment. Mo Guyuan's heart trembled violently, and the Xuanyuan swords roared. Pointing straight behind him.
"The heaven and earth are created by nature, the divine weapons have spirits, Xuanyuan Sword can also recognize its master, how is this possible!" A loud noise exploded behind them, and Yu Qinggong and Mo Guyuan fell to the ground. Looking up, I don't know when the Xuanyuan Sword was filled with black energy, and no longer had the soft light it had before. At this moment, it was sandwiched between the old man's hands, and the two were trying their best to resist something.
"No, why is this Xuanyuan Sword so vicious? It didn't have such a strong smell of blood in the hands of the Sword God." The old man muttered to himself.
For a moment, he still didn't understand why, and he didn't see any big movements from the old man. With a flick of his fingers, the Xuanyuan Sword that was still in his hand was thrown out by Feng Qingyundan. With a twist, the Xuanyuan Sword turned back and landed on the ground. As he stood next to Mo Guyuan, the light faded away, like an ordinary iron sword.
The old man looked at the two of them suspiciously, and said nothing for a long time. Yu Qing gurgled and Mo Gu Yuan also did not dare to make any move. The person in front of him was really unpredictable. Not to mention his vast knowledge, he could immobilize two people in just a blink of an eye. What level of cultivation has he reached? Could it be that he is Zhuangzi?
"The old man is Taoist Huizi, and his title is Dragon-Slaying True Monarch." The old man looked down at the two of them.
Underneath, Mo Guyuan and Yu Qing were looking at each other, their big eyes staring at each other, full of confusion.
"Have you ever heard of this person?" Mo Guyuan asked.
"Maybe not..."
"I haven't heard of it either."
The two of them looked up in shock, their faces awkward and a little embarrassed. In a moment, the old man fell into the river with his face facing the bottom of the water.
Fortunately, after this brief turmoil, the tension between the few people was not as tense as it was at the beginning. However, Yu Qinggong and Mo Guyuan still did not dare to let down their guard. The old man in front of them was too unpredictable and had a moody temperament.
"Forget it, I'm an old man and I'm not going to argue with you juniors. If word gets out, that guy will probably laugh at me again," the old man said to himself after landing ashore.
"It was our recklessness that disturbed senior's enjoyment earlier. I hope senior won't be angry." Mo Guyuan apologized again and pulled Yu Qinggong's sleeve, but she slapped it away with her hand. Yu Qinggong raised his head and groaned in dissatisfaction. With a sound, Mo Guyuan felt dizzy.
The old man glanced at Yu Qinggong, and suddenly his eyes wandered, looking back and forth on him several times, making Yu Qinggong's whole body stand on end with horror.
"You! Have you seen enough? Are you ashamed to stare at this little girl at such an old age?" Yu Qinggong shouted loudly.
Mo Guyuan had already noticed that the old man's eyes were strange. Although he didn't know why, he was still worried about Yu Qingxing's safety. He slowly walked in front of Yu Qingxing, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the old man's sight. Behind him, Yu Qingqing looked at Mo Guyuan who was standing in front of him. He was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something, his face turned red, he lowered his head and said nothing.
For a long time, I just heard the old man murmuring in a voice that he could only hear, "That's it." Then he said loudly and without care, "It's nothing good-looking. It has breasts but no breasts and butt butt. It's worse than Xiaohong in the east." Traveled thousands of miles."
Mo Guyuan suddenly felt that his back was as cold as a needle. Looking back, Yu Qinggong now has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, his face is furious, and his whole body seems to be burning with blazing flames. At this moment, Yu Qinggong is extremely angry, and there is a faint snake-shaped image hovering in the void behind him. .
"As expected!" The old man was full of energy and his eyes lit up.
"Yu... Miss Yu, don't be impulsive. Senior may be angry with you on purpose. If you have anything to say, please tell me." Looking at Yu Qinggong's appearance, Mo Guyuan was really worried that she would make a big fuss if she acted impulsively. .
"Mo Guyuan! He said that about me, and you actually helped him speak. Are you so afraid of death?" Yu Qinggong turned to Mo Guyuan and shouted.
Mo Guyuan's face was stiff, and he advised with some shame, "Although I'm afraid of death, I don't want to die like this for no reason. Besides, Miss Yu is by my side, so I definitely can't die so easily."
"Then why don't you join me in killing this ignorant person? Don't worry, none of us can die as long as I'm here," Yu Qingxing said calmly.
Mo Guyuan only felt a headache. Could it be that the fish girl couldn't see the current situation? How could the two of them be the opponents of the old man in front of him? Fighting with him out of anger doesn't prove what he said. In my opinion, he doesn't understand anything at all, so we won't care about him."
"Oh? What do you mean, you brat, that I didn't see it thoroughly enough? Since you said it so confidently, could it be that you have seen the vast altitude of this little girl? Or is there a difference between your short-sightedness and that of an old man? ? Don’t blame me for not reminding you. In the past, I traveled around the world and saw thousands of wonders and beauties. I dare to say that what you saw is definitely not the same as mine. You are still young, so don’t realize the world when you first see the mountains. Only this mountain is the highest, with infinite scenery in the world, and each mountain is higher than the other!" At this moment, the old man showed his immortal style, sitting on a small stool with his legs crossed and pointing out the mountains and rivers.
Mo Guyuan suddenly looked at the old man, not quite understanding what he said. However, I understood the first half of the sentence, and glanced at Yu Qinggong unconsciously. The latter happened to be looking at him with the same suspicion. For some reason, the two of them seemed to remember the first time they met in Peach Blossom Pond that night. Yu Qinggong's fierce expression With eyes wide open and anger, Mo Guyuan, who had not understood yet, kicked him into the river, his face turned red.
The old man's eyes were smiling, and he was about to throw the pole into the water again, but suddenly a childish voice sounded from behind him, "Old man, is the meal ready? Grandpa, I'm starving to death."
Yu Qinggong and Mo Guyuan looked at the source of the sound at the same time, and saw a yellow ox walking slowly, and on top of it was a smiling child wearing a red bellyband and bare feet, waving and laughing.
The old man looked melancholy, sitting there and sighing. His sad and sad look was not fake. Mo Guyuan and the two of them felt strange. Could it be that he was an expert from outside the world and could actually make the old man in front of them look like this.
"Hey, we have guests at home today, hello, brother and sister!" The child turned over and got off the cow, smiling innocently at Mo Guyuan and the other two.
