He Has a Dragon

When Mr. Six Fingers chased the released green bird and left the foot of the unknown mountain where Wang Le and Qing Yangzi had waited for, the next time, there were non-stop masters who followed and tracked here, then Chased again.

If Wang Le knew it, he could only say with emotion that this martial arts world was really a hidden dragon and a tiger, and before that, it was really too underestimated.

However, the tracking methods of most of the top masters are too pediatric for the bull-nosed old man Qingyangzi who has been rolling in the big dye tank of the martial arts for a lifetime.

Along the way, Qingyangzi dragged Wang Le in the process of flying at high speed at high altitudes, constantly changing direction, and also tore off his robes and robes, scattered on the road.

Even in the dark night of Wu Qi, stopping in the inaccessible old forest, he deliberately arranged a matrix that Wang Le could not understand.

Wang Le didn't ask much from beginning to end. He obediently closed his mouth and let Qing Yangzi show his dazzling tricks to confuse the enemy.

Stop and go all the way around, and on the way, Wang Le, who always had a good memory, could even find that Qing Yangzi took himself three times in the same place.

The moon and the sun rose back and forth, and two days passed unconsciously. This morning, the old and the young fell on the banks of a large river.

Under the blazing sun, Wang Le hand set up a pergola and looked out into the distance, watching this turbulent river, the endless Tongtian River, and thinking that the mundane Yangtze River and the Yellow River are just little witches.

What surprised Wang Le the most was that the river was clear and bottomless, without any turbidity.

You know, this kind of flowing river water often brings sand and muddy muddiness during the flow, just like the Yangtze River and Yellow River in the secular world, pick up a scoop of water and wait for it to settle down. A small half of it is all sandy soil. This big river is the opposite.

Wang Le put his eyes off, walked to the river covered with gravel, squatted down, washed his face refreshingly, and then grabbed a puddle of clear water from the river and drank two sips. He couldn't help but enjoy the beating from his bones. Moo-groan.

After a brief cleaning, Wang Le, feeling refreshing and cool, stood up, turned and walked towards Qingyangzi not far away, and kept asking: "Senior, what is the name of this river?"

I saw that I had lost the broken gray robe, and I was wearing a black robe on the way, Yang Yangzi, on the thin face, my eyes narrowed, and my eyes were a little divergent, and I replied, "This river is the longest in martial arts. The widest river is called Tianlan River. "

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "The widest part of the Tianlan River is 550 miles long and 108,000 miles long. It originates between the mountains of Tianzhu in the westernmost part of the martial arts and runs through the middle area of ​​the martial arts. The southwest corner, and part of the eastern region, eventually flowed into the sea of ​​cursing. "

"His!" Wang Le could not help but took a sigh of air-conditioning, and said secretly in his heart: "I took it for a long time, eighteen thousand miles. This **** adds the rivers and rivers of the worldly five continents. Not enough to look at! "

"Can it be called a river? It's the sea."

When Wang Le was shocked, Qingyangzi said quietly, "We are not the widest in this section of the river, but it is the most dangerous place. If a boat enters, it will only be a boat that destroys people. Ending. "

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "Warriors below the level can often only detour, and take a ferry across the river from the gentle part of the river thousands of miles away."

"Even the step martial arts ca n’t fly over the upper reaches of this river, because for most of the day, there will be water absorption by dragons in the river here, covering the sky and the wind, raging winds, ca n’t see, simply Can't pass through the air. "

Having said that, Qingyangzi suddenly chuckled and looked at Wang Le with narrowed eyes, and then asked, "You said so much, now your kid should understand why the poor road has crossed the river from here?"

Wang Le nodded, and said, "You always chose this place because you wanted to use the dangerous section of the Tianlan River to stop those martial arts chasing after Bai Yujing."

"In this case, when the Tianlan River calms down and they come again, they will completely lose the possibility of catching up with us."

Qingyangzi hummed, showing a cunning color, hehe laughed: "Yes, because of the isolation of the Tianlan River, the traces left by us along the way will be broken, of course, their tracking technique is completely invalid."

Wang Le admired Qingyangzi with a look of admiration, and said, "Sure enough, **** is still old and spicy, and the boy has been taught."

I saw that Qingyangzi did not show the slightest pride, and waved in disapproval, saying, "This is just a little trick. If your boy is not new to martial arts, otherwise, there is also a way to chase those who chase Passed opponents are completely cleaned. "

After waiting for Wang Le to be modest, he saw Qing Yangzi suddenly turn around and asked, "Do you know the roots of this Tianlan River?"

"Huh!" Wang Le suddenly felt speechless, thinking to himself that this was nonsense. He had just arrived in martial arts. How could he know the root of this Tianlan River?

After turning his thoughts, Wang Le shook his head and said softly, "I also ask your predecessors for enlightenment, and the boy would like to hear the details."

At this time, Qingyangzi took two steps to cross Wang Le, stood on the bank of the river, looking at the distance, and then said, "This Tianlan River is one of the oldest origins of the demon in the martial arts world."

"Oh?" Wang Le showed a hint of surprise without any concealment ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ followed by: "How do the demons live in this Tianlan River?"

With his back to Wang Le, Qing Yangzi standing on the bank of the riverside said with nothingness: "There is a fish in Beiming, its name is 鲲. It is so big that it doesn't know its thousands of miles; it turns into a bird, its The name is Peng. The back of Peng, I do n’t know how many thousands of miles it is. Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds of the sky ... "

After coming to Qingyangzi, Wang Le raised a brow slightly. As a guy who has received nine years of compulsory education, of course he knew that Qingyangzi was chanting the ancient text of Zhuangzi's "Getaway".

The water struck three thousand miles, and Jiu Fu shook the upper one nine hundred thousand miles. This sentence is the most impressive of Wang Le in the entire "Easy Travel", which is still fresh in memory.

"If you have a back like Mount Tai, if your wings are like a cloud in the sky, if you lift the horn of the horn, you will reach 90,000 miles. It will be a cloud, and it will be blue.

Qingyangzi stopped here, didn't continue, but turned to look at Wang Le standing behind, and asked softly, "Do you understand?"

Shocked in shock, Wang Le nodded, his eyes flickered and he did not speak ...