Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 67 Water Dragon Yin (two in one)

With the appearance of the dragon, the river formed thousands of waves, like snow splashing, and one wave after another rolled towards the position of the small boat. The water actually stopped flowing for a moment, and exposed underneath There are large rocks rolling all over the sky, and you can see the gullies of mud and sand on the bottom of the river.
  The fleeing fish in the river were shaken into the air by the sudden and terrifying torrent, and then fell overwhelmingly onto the ship's deck.

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The shark's face turned red from suppressing the pain. He was holding the wooden boat in the rolling river and stared at the sudden appearance of the white dragon with a fearful expression:

"Mr. Lu"

Lu Chenran held the xun in his hand and stared at the white dragon in front of him with a solemn expression. He took a deep breath, not knowing the purpose of the white dragon in front of him.

The surging river water made the fox fur on his body crack and crack.

The snow fox stood up slowly and walked behind Lu Chenran, its fluffy fox tail spread out, its fox eyes stared at the white dragon, and its body was fully prepared.

On the water, a biting cold air gradually filled the air.

Then the mist rising all over the sky gradually turned into hexagonal ice prisms floating on the water surface.
  The white dragon didn't make any move. The dragon's beard, which was more than three feet long, hung down from the corner of his eyes. The dragon's body of unknown length undulated with the waves, but it was as steady as a mountain. The aura of water spread all over its body, and its golden dragon pupils were like Staring at Lu Chenran so brightly.

In other words, staring at the xun in Lu Chenran's hand.

The dragon's pupils are as big as an adult's.

"hold head high--"

A dragon roar came again.

For some reason, Lu Chenran felt a hint of eager anticipation from the white dragon's golden pupils.

He stared at the white dragon, and as he looked carefully, Lu Chenran saw clearly that the body of the dragon was covered with mud from the bottom of the river, like barnacles in a whale, adhering to the smooth skin of the dragon. superior.

The mud at the bottom of the river seemed to have caused the white dragon to suffer a lot.

The mud on the white dragon's body vaguely outlines countless shapes, including people, demons and beasts, but they are in the shape of a skull. There are only three big black holes on the face, whimpering in the wind.
  The shed-roofed boat rolled on the river with the waves, and there were constant sounds of beating and knocking on the boat. Along with bursts of weeping ghostly screams, layers of black miasma gradually filled the bottom of the river. More and more intense.
  A thought arose in Lu Chenran's mind:

‘Could it be that this mud is the result of the innocent souls in the river? ’

Lu Chenran took a deep breath, looked at the white dragon in the water, then pointed at the xun in his hand, and gestured to the white dragon——

The huge dragon head of the white dragon immediately nodded, exhaling a stream of water vapor from the nose, and the dragon's tail swayed.
  Sure enough.

Lu Chenran knew it in his heart.

This dragon may have been troubled by the resentment in the water for a long time. The sound of a xun he played at random had an impact on the mud on its body, allowing it to find a glimmer of hope.
  Perhaps this fast-flowing river has swallowed up countless creatures, sank to the bottom of the river, and turned into countless innocent souls, torturing the dragon king in the river day and night.

So he smiled gently at Bai Jiao.

He held the peach xun in both hands, stood at the bow of the boat, blew the peach xun in his hand again, and poured out his breath:

"Ugh-"

"Woooooo-"

The same xun sound as before once again lingered on the water.

next moment.

On the surface of the river, the sound like an undercurrent suddenly fell silent, and there was no sound in the surrounding areas. Only the sound of the xun was left, echoing in the sky.

【A Requiem】

The sound of Xun is like a pair of gentle hands, gently brushing over the body of the white dragon, smoothing its frown, like a seed slowly breaking through the ground, blooming soft flowers.

That day, the sun finally sank completely into the river. The surroundings were quiet, except for the wind and snow that wet people's clothes.

It was so quiet here that one could hear the beating of Jiaolong's heart.

The white dragon's golden pupils gradually became softer, and when the mind heard the sound of the requiem, it was as quiet as a flat lake, and the huge dragon head swayed gently with the whimpering sound.
  The two sharks looked at the scene in front of them in shock. Looking at Mr. Lu standing on the bow of the boat calmly playing the xun, an incredible thought echoed in their hearts:

‘Is the dragon in the river also begging for Mr. Lu? ’

As the sound of Xun continued to echo.

The layers of miasma on the surface of the water were gradually suppressed, the music lingered, bursts of smoke emerged, and the silt adhering to the dragon's body fell off layer by layer, hiding under the water.

Requiem chanting is like the sound of nature.

Although Lu Chenran was the only one with one xun, it was as if there were thousands of people catering to him together, turning them into requiem talismans, falling like snowflakes in the river.

"Ugh-"

The Taoist talisman fell into the water, gradually reducing the layers of mud on the dragon's body, and gradually revealing the souls inside. Among them were men and women, but they were all full of resentment.

"Woooo-"

Then, the Taoist talismans merged into the countless souls, creating circles of golden Taoism. The ferocious skulls gradually calmed down, revealing their original faces.

It was like waking up from a dream, with a face full of serenity. This stream of water had swallowed up millions of living beings, and the grievances accumulated over thousands of years were put to rest and slowly melted away at this moment.
  The innocent soul may have some evil thoughts in its heart, but it is soothed by this song, and the ice and snow melt.

Bai Jiao's body swayed happily, accompanied by the sound of the xun, gently holding up the boat with a roof, and looking at the performer tenderly.

After a long, long time——

All the fish have returned, birds are surrounding them, and the moon is rising.

The wind is blowing gently, the sky is high and the clouds are wide.

In the water, the mud on the white dragon's body has disappeared.

Transparent souls shuttled through the river, exuding a faint golden light, simple yet dazzling, making the river look magnificent and gorgeous.

The boat around the canopy is blooming with a faint luster, like fireflies, dotting the landscape here.

"so beautiful"

Xiao An grabbed the round ears of Hushan God and looked at the scene in front of him with starry eyes.

The shark had already boarded the canopy boat, staring blankly at the gorgeous scenery in front of him.

The starlight shines down, engraved here, like a picture scroll, reflected in the river, very beautiful and quiet.

Snow Fox's eyes were filled with relief as he stared at the scene here. Looking at the man playing the xun, his heart was filled with gentleness, and a sense of compassion and kindness filled his heart:

‘Ran’er.’

Qing Hulu swallowed, glanced at Lu Chenran, pursed her lips, and didn't know what she was thinking.

End of a song.

Lu Chenran slowly put down the peach xun in his hand, looked at the white dragon in front of him gently, and bowed with both hands:
  "Lu has met Mr. Long."

"I've met you all."

Peaceful souls danced around him, nodding, smiling, and bowing.

Lu Chenran also smiled and returned the favor with a smile.

All the guilty souls were gone, and the river became calm again.

"hold head high--"

A loud dragon roar.

The white dragon stared deeply at Mr. Foxqiu. The smooth dragon body was completely white. It gently held up the wooden boat.

——The mud condensed by the resentment at the bottom of the river will no longer bother it.

Then the white dragon raised the dragon's head, and the three-foot-long dragon beard swayed in the wind. A stream of water turned into crystal bubbles and spit out from the dragon's mouth, slowly floating around Lu Chenran.

"Longjun, this is"

Lu Chenran stretched out his hand in astonishment and touched the bubble lightly.

boom--

The blisters burst and turned into countless water flows, all of which rushed towards the Water Dragon Sword at his waist.

next moment.

"Om-"

The water dragon chanting on his waist was trembling uncontrollably, blending with the water aura. The aura that had been silent for a long time seemed to be awakening at this moment, shaking off the rust marks that had been sealed for a long time.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

The water dragon roared out of its sheath, like a stream of light, shooting towards the sky.

The blade of the sword circled around the white dragon, penetrating the dusk-dark sky, and wisps of green sword energy seeped out, illuminating the room with a gleaming blue sky.

Then, a sword energy shot straight into the sky and shot at the bullfighter.

The three-foot green front appears, and the plain white moonlight shines on the earth, creating a spectacular scene.

The three gilded characters "Water Dragon Song" were slowly carved on the hilt of the long sword.

This sword, which was rumored to cut off the water of the Cangjiang River, came to life at this moment.

"Immortal sword?"

The shark took a deep breath and felt that what they saw today had overturned their world view.

First, Mr. Lu sang the sound of the xun, fishes were playing in the water, and hundreds of birds were surrounding him. Then the Dragon Lord appeared to hear the xun, and then the fairy sword was unsheathed.
  ‘Mr. Lu’

The shark sighed in his heart, as if he understood why the old monkey from Roan Taoshan treated his husband like this.

Meeting such a human being is a rare fate in this life.

Jiaolong stared at the long sword, and a trace of astonishment appeared in the dragon's pupils. Even she did not expect that this sword could actually 'come alive'. Then, in her pupils, she looked with respect. Mr. Fox Qiu bowed his head gently towards him:
  "Thank you sir"

The voice was a little thin, which made Lu Chenran startled for a moment, and then he quickly said:

"Long Jun's thank you gift is a bit heavy."

Bai Jiao shook his head and asked aloud:
  "Where are you going, Mr. Lu?"

"I'm taking a boat this trip and want to go to Linjiang Ferry."

"I have nothing to repay for your kindness, so I will give you a ride."

"Thank you, Mr. Long."

"You're welcome."

After the words fell, the dragon sank into the river. The dragon's head held the boat with the shed roof and headed forward.

Under the moonlight like a wheel, the water dragon slowly fell from the sky.

Floating behind Lu Chenran, there was a sense of agility flowing in the sword body. It flipped back and forth a few times before disappearing.

and then—

In Lu Chenran's mind, the title page of the golden book slowly floated:

[Befriending Sword Water Dragon Yin: (124/365)]

[Get the aura of Yingshui Longjun's water, the sword spirit is born, it belongs to the immortal, and the mortal becomes an immortal. 】

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He stretched out his hand to touch the simple scabbard on his waist. All the marks on it had now fallen off, revealing a little golden light. The spirit was flowing, and the three words "Water Dragon Yin" were engraved in the gilt seal, which was shining brightly.

Then Lu Chenran smiled, turned around and flicked the sword:
  "Ding--"

The sound was crisp and clear, and there was an invisible ripple of air around the fairy sword.

"You're in luck."

Xianjian rubbed Lu Chenran affectionately.

Today, I met the Dragon Lord while playing the xun, which brought me a great surprise.

The fairy sword circled Lu Chenran in a circle, trembling with the sound of gold and stone. It was obviously just a sword, but the excitement was visible to the naked eye.

Lu Chenran put the peach xun in the bag, raised his head, looked at the bright moon here, the snow-capped mountains and rime on the shore, the dragon floating in the water under the boat, and turned to look at the long sword. Then it stood up on its own like a spirit.

"Perhaps it can really be called Water Dragon Yin at this moment."

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Hushan God looked at the long sword with envy in his eyes, and a thought came to his mind:
  ‘My tiger doesn’t have a name either. I don’t know if sir will give me a name. ’

The shed-roofed boat was still sailing on the water. The difference was that the two sharks who pushed the boat were already sitting in the cabin.

Countless swimming fish surrounded the shed-roofed boat. Xiao An was lying on the stern of the boat, staring intently at the swimming fish in the lake.

Even the God of Tiger Mountain who really transformed into a big cat was staring at the fish swimming under the boat without blinking. Some attribute in his heart seemed to suddenly awaken and he stretched out his claws, and his fingertips protruded from the flesh pads, thinking. Hook fish swimming in the water.

"I just said you are a cat, and only cats eat fish!"

Xiao An put his hands on his hips with a look of understanding on his face.

"My tiger is a tiger!"

"Then why do you catch fish?"

"Fish are also meat."

"Hmph, you are younger than Xiao An now."

"My tiger can grow bigger."

"I do not believe!"

In the cabin on the roof, Lu Chenran sat opposite two sharks, drinking tea.

The two sharks looked at each other, then looked at Lu Chenran cautiously, and said softly:

"Mr. Lu, your trip will pass through the East China Sea, right?"

"If you can ride on that mirage, you will definitely pass by the East China Sea."

One of the sharks swallowed his saliva, looked at him with some embarrassment, then rubbed his hands and said cautiously:

"If Mr. Lu goes to the East China Sea and passes by the Shark tribe, can you? Can you help me bring something?"

"what?"

The shark also knew that Mr. Lu was in a hurry on the way up, so his face showed a bit of embarrassment:
  "My daughter got married a few days ago, and I can't go to the East China Sea. I wanted to ask my husband to bring a gift for my daughter. Of course, I won't let my husband bring it in vain."

"But I can't come up with anything."

The shark looked at Xiao An fishing at the stern of the boat, then took out something like a blanket and whispered:

"Mr. Lu, you are tired from traveling all the way, but you don't have a place to stay. I think the girl is young and she must not be used to sleeping in the mountains."

"This blanket is a sleeping blanket we made from soft seaweed collected in the East China Sea. When you lie on it, you will generate heat no matter how cold it is. It's freezing cold here, so I will definitely be able to help you, sir."

Lu Chenran smiled, and then said:

"Why don't fellow Taoists send the congratulatory gifts in person?"

The shark sighed deeply and pointed to the shark next to him:

"The two of us have been expelled from the East China Sea, and it was he who came to tell me about my daughter's marriage. I know that I don't have much time left, so I thought that if I could leave the only things I have left to my daughter, I would be considered a father and be able to give my daughter the last chance. Just do something.”

In this world without mobile phones, mountains and rivers are soundproof, but they cannot block human affection.

Lu Chenran thought about it and realized that Xiao An really couldn't bear the cold with him. Moreover, he boarded the boat of these two sharks during this trip and did not pay any shipping fee:
  "Do you have anything else you want to say to my little girl, fellow Taoist? Lu will definitely bring it all to you."

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As he spoke, he reached out and took the sleeping blanket.

In my mind, there is the title page of the golden book floating slowly:
  【Getting involved with seaweed sleeping blanket: (0/2)】

[The sharks of the East China Sea weave seaweed sleeping blankets, which makes them very warm when they lie down. 】

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(End of this chapter)