"It's really Santuhe!"

In the formation, the moon appeared a little surprised on the face of the dawn moon, looking at the vast waters below. ￠￡ But under the light of the sky, the waves were sparkling, and the river water was as clear as a mirror, clear and clear as if it was extremely sweet.

But there was no trace of life fluctuation, and no living creature appeared at the bottom of the water. Only a faint chill, with an endless breath of danger, emitted and captured by the divine thoughts of everyone.

Wow!

With a light sound, the fat Dragon Emperor next to him took out a Taoist robe he often wore and threw it into the river. The water splashed lightly. The Taoist robe was made of the East Sea divine gauze and was a treasure of the Dragon Carp clan.

It is as soft as silk, but hard than gold and stone. It has been refined by the elders of the Dragon Carp clan and is called a divine suit. It is difficult to damage water and fire, and it is strong and immortal. Without a spiritual realm, it is difficult to break the defense of this treasure suit.

Sizzle!

Golden lights flashed, and the sacred clothes made of divine silk released golden runes, and then flashed and disappeared. In the clear river water, a black light flashed, and the Taoist robe that was originally as bright as new and emitted precious light actually disintegrated like this.

It turned into pieces of cloth of varying sizes, and then gradually dissolved and disappeared, leaving no trace.

hiss!

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed drastically and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The weak water in the nine heavens was extremely poisonous, and it was the gathering of the most yin and cold Kui Shui spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

It is said that the legendary Tianhe, Santuhe, Wangchuan and other rivers are formed by this water converge, and are known as "the feather cannot be floating, and cannot be surpassed." It is also said that the fairy mountain Fenglin Island and Penglai are surrounded by three thousand weak waters, which are a place of immortality that cannot be reached by ordinary people.

Li Tian read the classics in the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, but after coming to this Lihentian, he had never seen the so-called weak water. He only knew in the Tianhai City classics that there were many weak waters in the world. Although Penglai and other places were also known to be surrounded by weak water, the only rivers formed by weak water are Santu River and Wangchuan.

Moreover, these two rivers are in the legendary Netherworld Heaven, but the records about Netherworld Heaven are illusory, because there is no such thing as Netherworld Heaven among the nine heavens recorded today.

However, it is said that although Wangchuan and Santu River are both formed by weak water, they are easy to distinguish, that is, Wangchuan water is black and Santu River water is white. The two have a long history. The source is unknown, and they flow through the Heishan Ghost Gate and merge into the sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, Li Tian was shocked when he heard that the water under his body was the legendary Santu River. He was shocked. The ancient Buddhas had infinite magic power and could actually detain such a water area and refine it into this large formation space.

I became more and more suspicious in my heart that the formation where the Eight Merit Pools of Lingjiu’s Back Mountain is located is vast and boundless. It would have been really arranged in one day among the twenty-four heavens.

"I'm good!"

Above the dragon head, the golden toad stared at the river with big eyes, and for a moment, the sacred gauze robe turned into ashes. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He muttered softly, looking at the vast and picturesque waters ahead, and said, "What happened in the ancient war back then? What exactly did these bald men want to do?"

"Something may have happened in this formation."

At this moment, Shen Xibao, who was standing beside him, sighed softly: "It is rumored that under the Buddha's Lingshan Mountain, there are thousands of feet of weak water, and the Nine Nether Hell is connected to the Nine Nether Hell. There are also rumors that this weak water is a natural restriction under the Lingshan Mountain, which can defend against various attacks. Once a person enters here, he will be imprisoned by the laws of heaven and earth and lose his ability to fly."

"Lingjiu Mountain is Lingshan, but why do we often enter Nalanda Temple but have not seen this weak water?"

When Li Tian heard this, his expression changed slightly, but he became more confused and confused.

"Why!"

Hearing Li Tian's words, Shen Xibao sighed softly, shook his head, then looked up and said, "Is Lingshan the Lingjiu Mountain? Who can tell it clearly? Everyone has the spirits in their hearts, just like there are gods in the human body that are retained."

"this……"

His expression changed slightly, but Li Tian looked at Nashin Xibao and suddenly remembered the verses of the venerable in the Nananda Temple. Buddhist words "Dreams and Bubbles", "Real and Illusion", seem to be able to be reversed at some point.

"I have never been here forever. Since I have arrived here, it seems that I am not far from the true Eight Merit Pool."

With a soft sigh, Shen Xibao's eyes flashed, feeling the waves coming from the depths of the water, and a solemn look on his face.

"It seems that I'm late to wait. Someone actually took the lead?"

Hearing Shen Xibao's words, Jin Chan's face changed slightly, and then he showed a little sarcastic look, and said sarcastically: "I want to see who is so brave, even Master Jin dares to move."

When Li Tian heard this, he was also curious and ordered the bone dragon to swim deep into the Santu River, feeling the magic power fluctuations coming from infinite distance, and waves of doubts surged into his heart.

"The entrance to this formation is on the back mountain of Lingjiu. Why did we wait here for three years? Logically, even if a fly flies in it, we will find it. Why..."

Standing on the dragon boat, Xiaodao, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke and looked at Li Tian and others.

"Ha ha!"

Hearing A Fei's words, the Golden Toad grinned, then showed a little bit of lust and said, "Wuliang Tianzun! Boy, you don't believe it. The bald men in Buddhism like to pretend to be mysterious, the so-called Three Thousand Great Thousand Dreams. Although the entrance to this formation is on Lingjiu Mountain, I am afraid that we have no idea where we have flew to it. Sumeru mustard seeds are boundless, and how can we know that there is only one entrance?"

"this……"

Hearing the words of the Golden Toad, A Fei fell into deep thought. He turned his head to look at the Santu River, but saw a vast white area. The river was crystal clear and there was no trace of impurities, but it was bottomless, making people tremble in their hearts.

Song!

The golden bone dragon roared, carrying Li Tian and others, swam rapidly on the Santu River, and in an instant, it had passed thousands of miles. The mist around quickly retreated, and an obscure aura filled the air, as if it was about to lead everyone into the six reincarnation of reincarnation.

"That's!"

At this moment, Li Tian and others changed their expressions and clearly saw two warships fighting on the open water not far away.

A seven-colored auspicious light flashed in it, and the hull seemed like a colorful giant tree. Chaos sword energy emitted and attacked the ghost ship filled with black air...

"Namo Amitabha!"

In front of the gate of Nalanda Temple, Zen Master Jingguang, a monk who swept the floor, showed a look of fear on his face. He looked at the Xiaoyao Hou and sighed softly: "The Marquis is a famous figure thousands of years ago. He has profound cultivation and now he controls countless soldiers and horses in Lihentian. Even the royal family dare not compare with you. I wonder what happened to come to Nalanda Temple?"

"Huh? The Zen master has not appeared in the Heaven of Lihen for three thousand years. I think he has already entered this world, but why do he know so much about external things?"

A look of surprise appeared in his eyes, but the Ziyi Hou looked at Zen Master Jingguang. A chuckled flashed over his handsome face, as if he didn't care about the fear in Zen Master Jingguang's eyes.

"The Marquis is joking!"

Hearing the words of the Marquis of Purple-Yi, Zen Master Jingguang sighed softly and said, "Mirror Guang entered this swaying world a thousand years ago. How could he not know about the Marquis recruiting soldiers and building Xiaoyao City in the Northern Region?"

Xiaoyao City is a big city in the north and north of Liheng. It is somewhat similar to Tianhai City in the eastern region. It is a royal city with extremely prosperous prosperity. The most powerful and mysterious powers in it are naturally the city lord Xiaoyao Hou.

It is said that this Xiaoyao Hou has never appeared in front of others since its founding, but the entire Xiaoyao City respects him very much, and he is as a god.

Moreover, the northern part is desolate and often suffered from robbers' robbers and killings. Even the royal family was afraid of this kind of black plague, but no matter which force the billions of robbers came from, they never invaded the area where Xiaoyao City was located.

Therefore, in the Lihentian, there are often various rumors about bandits and Xiaoyao City, and it is said that the relationship between bandits and the Lord of Xiaoyao City is not as simple as it seems.

"So that's it. It seems that the master is not as uninformed as the legendary ones."

With a soft smile, the Lord of Xiaoyao turned around and looked deep in Nalanda Temple, but he did not look at Bai Xi beside him from beginning to end. This made Bai Xi, who was peerless, frown slightly, but a little displeasure and a little fear in his heart.

"Little girl, you look really similar to your mother."

After a long time, he finally turned his head, but the Ziyi Hou sighed softly and looked at Bai Xi, who seemed like a fairy in the sky, near him.

"you!"

With willow eyebrows standing horizontally, Bai Xi's eyes flashed, and he looked at the man, and became more and more afraid. The Xiaoyao Hou ruled the countless bandits in the Lihentian, just like the gangster leader of the underworld. If outsiders don't know, how could Bai Xi not know?

The main reason is that Bai Xi's mother Bai Su and Yizhihua's mother are from the same clan, and they were also a saint of Mokhuraga. As for Yizhihua's mother, it is the daughter of the Mokhuraga who was stolen by the enemy hundreds of years ago. Bai Su's identity is one generation higher than Yizhihua's mother, so Yizhihua calls Bai Xi aunt.

"Hehe, little girl, don't say it's you, even your father Fahai may not be my opponent. You should be polite to me?"

There was a warm smile on his face, but the eyes of Ziyi Hou's eyes became colder.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Seeing this, Zen Master Jingguang on the side saw this, his expression changed slightly, but he hurriedly said: "Everyone is a practitioner of Taoism, so it is better not to hurt harmony. Harmony is the most important thing."

"Don't you hurt the harmony?"

Hearing the words of the mirror light, the Ziyi Hou chuckled, his voice was a little sharp and became more evil, and he said, "It's easy to say, hand over the Six Paths of Scrolls and Fahai's relics..." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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