God-slaughtering King

Between the openings of the South Gate maple, the turtle seemed to have found the South Gate maple, but he didn't say a word. He just walked slowly to the bow to untie the rope of the boat. The turtle had never changed its shape and didn't have five fingers. It's very awkward to untie the rope at the moment.

Nanmen Feng was waiting for the turtle to speak, but he couldn't bear to jump on the boat when he saw here. He said casually, "let me help you?"

This was unintentional. Nanmen Maple was not familiar with the turtle. Just watching the turtle solve the rope was not skilled. At present, he asked.

The turtle seemed to hear what Nanmen Maple said and looked back at Nanmen maple. Nanmen Feng looked at the turtle. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He just smiled, leaned close to his body and untied the rope at the bow.

Originally, nanmenfeng thought he had to get off the boat and push it. Unexpectedly, as soon as the rope was untied, the wooden boat slowly retreated into the river.

"Taoist seal?" Nanmen Feng looked at the fading beach, but he reacted. There seemed to be some prohibition on the rope just now.

Then Nanmen Feng seemed to think of something. He turned and looked at the previous turtle, but in the twinkling of an eye, the turtle disappeared.

“！！！”

Nanmen Feng was shocked and was about to get up. The scene around him changed suddenly. The river, which was only ten feet long, suddenly disappeared, but it was wide and boundless.

The river no longer stinks and turbid, but becomes clean and clear.

"When?! is this a fairyland or a fleeting Dharma?"

The face of Nanmen Maple has changed greatly. Since Nanjiang and his party, they have gradually forgotten these Taoist teachings. At the moment, they are very surprised to stand on this wooden boat.

But nanmenfeng had no way at the moment. He just looked at the endless river, but he didn't know what to do. In a word, the wooden boat looks shabby, but it's barely done. It's comfortable walking along the water.

Nanmen Feng was surprised before, but he also settled his mind after three or five minutes. After all, at the moment, the wooden boat was safe, and the heart of Nanmen Maple was indifferent, but he quickly adapted to it.

Looking back carefully on the previous turtle and beach, even when I met Zhang Xiaoyun, there was no difference.

"There are some wonderful things in southern Xinjiang."

Nanmen Maple whispered a sentence, but then he also looked at the water surface. Vaguely, the water was clear and people wanted to touch it. However, Nanmen Maple had just experienced this scene change, so he was alert for a while and didn't want Yang Luan to try.

The wooden boat and the long river seem to be a prohibition, but the mountains in the sky are particularly vivid.

Nanmen Feng didn't want to test the danger in the long river. At present, he just stood on the wooden boat and closed his eyes.

With his eyes closed, Nanmen Maple also felt the seed of Jianmu in his body. The green awn on the tree seed seemed to spread all over the body of Nanmen Maple after the Nanmen Maple relaxed his mind in the domineering villa. At the moment, he closed his eyes and felt that the green awn was full in all his limbs and bones, but he felt full of vitality.

For a moment, Nanmen Feng didn't know whether the accident of Qingmang was good or bad. He just looked at it, and then he didn't want to touch it easily. He silently recited the true secret of Taishang Taoism in his heart, which could be regarded as passing the time.

Perhaps it is because I often read in the past, but now I am familiar with it. I don't know how much time has passed between closing my eyes and meditating in twos and threes.

With a gust of breeze blowing on his face, Nanmen Maple slowly opened his eyes, "is this?!"

Outside the long river, there seems to be an island in the river. All kinds of trees can be seen faintly. There seem to be fruit trees among the flowers. Although it is still dozens of feet away, I can vaguely smell the fruit fragrance in the fruit forest.

"Hundred fruit forest?"

The wooden boat was going along the water, but now it came to the small island in the river, but it pulled in directly. It seemed to be guided by something. Nanmen Maple took a simple look, but there was no figure. After the wooden boat landed, he didn't hesitate and jumped ashore.

After landing, the ginkgo forest is really like what you can see in the distance. All kinds of melons and fruits are colorful and fruity. Even Nanmen Maple has been in the valley for many years, and now you want to taste the melons and fruits in the fruit forest.

But after all, I don't know what the name of this place is, and Nanmen Maple doesn't dare to test it at will. Now I walked into the fruit forest.

In fact, it is generally inconvenient to step into trees at will. One does not know the direction, and the other does not know what is hidden inside. It's just that nanmenfeng doesn't care about so many at the moment.

Walking around, Nanmen Maple also deliberately wrote down the fruit trees he saw and the direction of the sun in the sky, but perhaps the owner here didn't want to arrange these maze phantoms. Walking among them, there was a clear distinction between the north and the south, but the fruit trees were more and more diverse, and there were more than 100 kinds in sight.

It's difficult to grow fruit trees. It's extraordinary that these 100 kinds of fruit trees coexist in one place. I think the owner of the fruit forest also wants to cultivate them.

At this point, Nanmen Maple was even more reluctant to touch these fruit trees for fear of hurting many people.

Although the fruit forest is large, it is always exhausted. While walking, Nanmen Maple vaguely heard whispering words, but then he couldn't bear to step forward. Outside the fruit trees, Nanmen Maple suddenly rushed to an open space.

In the open space, there was a stone table, and the three were sitting around it.

One is a flower dream, one is a teacher, and one is a white haired old man.

How can Nanmen Maple endure? I was about to rush forward, but I just got up, but I was blocked by the old man.

At this time, Nanmen Maple turned his attention to the old man. Although the old man was full of silver hair, he had a ruddy complexion and a red rosacea nose. He was vaguely blurred between his eyebrows and eyes. Now he was closer, and Nanmen Maple also smelled the wine on the man.

"Good wine..." Nanmen Feng frowned and said casually.

"Fruit wine, little guy, would you like some?"

Although the old man's voice was a little hoarse, he was full of spirit but full of air.

"No, I just want to find my friend. The old man has to stop me?"

Between the words of Nanmen maple, I looked at the flower dream in the distance. Although Huameng got up, he didn't walk fast with a wine pot and Shiqing.

"Well, that woman gave me a good baby and asked me to buy you a drink."

Between the old man's words, his eyes were a little blurred, as if the wine was getting stronger.

"In that case, I offend."

It's no intention to say more here. Walking in southern Xinjiang for such a long time, only the practice of dividing right and wrong between fists and feet makes Nanmen Maple not like it all the time, but at the moment, Nanmen Maple likes it very much.

"What kind of world... Any little doll can show his fist and feet in front of me. He doesn't drink good wine and has to do it?" the old man was dissatisfied with Nanmen Feng. "I've made you a success!"

With a word, the South Gate Maple suddenly retreated, and his hands turned into green red arm armor in front of him, but the old man made a direct single fist!

Step back a few steps, Nanmen Maple's step is steady, and his strength is together. The green red wood armor suddenly solidifies, and then it is a punch!

Needless to say, Nanmen Maple has experienced the pain of green awn explosion and swallowed the three magic elephants of Yan Shan's incarnation. At the moment, its strength is growing, and there is absolutely no reason to retreat. Hua Meng takes Shi Qing with her, although she doesn't know what she wants to do. But now in the fruit forest, Nanmen Maple also wants to call Shi Qing back.

With a single fist, the old man was not afraid at all. He waved his fist casually, but he wanted to fight with Nanmen Feng.

"Hum!"

Nanmen Feng gave a dull hum. At first, Yan Shan forced him into the Jedi before he had time to fight in the domineering villa. Now Nanmen Feng is lucky and has strong feet. He is born in his waist. He has strong arms and dragon Qi.

The Dragon elephant's Qi suddenly appeared!

With the Dragon elephant Qi, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, but suddenly opened, and then he suddenly shot. His hands turned into palms and pressed them in front of the South Gate Maple's single fist. The Dragon elephant Qi suddenly rose along the South Gate Maple's green red arm armor and came along his shoulder and back, generating an inch of strength. In addition, the green red wood armor generated by the green awn was blessed. This fist is the strongest blow that Nanmen Feng has ever done!

Between the loud noise, the Dragon elephant Qi appeared in a flash between the maple green and red arm armour at the south gate, and the footsteps of Huameng in the distance also lagged slightly.

"Great progress..."

Between the power of this fist, Huameng smiled, but it was only a blink. The pace was like the old, but it was a little faster, "it's a pity."

"Good!"

In the Dragon elephant, the South Gate Maple hasn't come to an end yet, but there is an old man's voice in his ear. It's not painful or itchy? Then Nanmen Feng frowned and quickly stopped. The old man wrapped his hands around Nanmen Maple's arm, but he was unable to get away for a moment.

"Push hands?!"

This is the first time Nanmen Maple has seen pushing hands among others. Pushing hands is a secular move. Although there are many physical practices, Nanmen Maple has rarely seen so many physical practices along the way. At the moment, I was surprised to see the pusher.

I dare not keep my hand.

Nanmen Feng suddenly shot, but his backhand wrapped around the old man's hand. He didn't even have time to think about why he was completely blocked by the old man just now.

Among the pushing hands, pushing, winding, twisting and unloading. Outside the four doors, there is a pulse. Entanglement must be twisted and twisting must be unloaded. Although the old man put his hands on Nanmen Maple's hands, he buckled his joints. Nanmen maple is naturally very familiar with pushing hands. Since I was buckled in the joint, I was only forced by my feet, but it was absolutely impossible to get rid of it.

"I can only spell it!"

Nanmen Feng clasped the old man's hands back, but he tried his best to resist each other through the old man's arm joints.

The South Gate Maple still has the green red Arm Armor generated by the green awn, a kind of building wood. The strength between the arms is naturally not small, but I didn't expect that the old man is slightly stronger than the South Gate Maple just pushing with his hands.

The foot is like a mountain, with flexible hands and full strength.

Nanmen Feng simply glanced at the old man, but he was very familiar with this posture. In the past, when Nanmen Feng used to push against the enemy, he was strongly broken open, and then the empty door opened wide, which was not a move.

I just didn't expect that the old man was as calm as a mountain. He not only didn't give himself the slightest space to exert force, but even vaguely surpassed himself. You know, at the moment, the body of Nanmen Maple has been reconstructed by Qingmang. Although the strength has not been tried, the invincible in the past can also do a few moves.

The old man is much better than nothing.

"What a helper!"

Nanmen Feng sighed slightly. The flower dream was also powerful. Although she didn't know her accomplishments, the people she called were extraordinary.