at the same time.

Qixia Town, above the banks of the Xiliang River.

The little fat Zhu Gaochi looked at the vast Xiliang River, not knowing what he was thinking, but he was He Ling next to him.

"Your Majesty sees your plan?" He Ling asked curiously.

Zhu Gaochi nodded and said, "How could he hide this plan from the old man? Besides, I have no intention of hiding it from him.

...Since I already know that the battle for the throne cannot exist again, it is naturally not unacceptable for me to earn some power in private.

Everything I did this time was regarded as a reward from my peers…”

He Ling nodded in a vague way, then thought of something and said, "What about the emperor of this world?"

Does Your Majesty know that when we come into contact with the Emperor of Ming Dynasty in this world?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Zhu Gaochi's eyes, he shook his head, and said, "The God of the Supreme One doesn't seem to tell his grandfather..."

"Does the god look down on you?" He Ling's mind was very enlightened.

Zhu Gaochi suddenly smiled and said:

"It's not that simple. Although I am a little wise, I have a good review in the Ming Dynasty of the Heavens, but compared to my grandfather, I am still far behind.

Even if it is compared with my father, it is still a lot worse."

"Why didn't the Supreme God tell him without hiding it?" He Ling frowned.

Zhu Gaochi sighed and said, "...The Supreme God is God. What is God thinking? How can we understand?

Let’s expose this. Even if God doesn’t tell me, Grandpa will know sooner or later.”

"I'm back, it depends on you next. We're about to leave. You should hurry up and complete the tasks arranged by God." Zhu Gaochi turned around and said.

"Yeah, I know..."

Shortly after Zhu Gaochi left, the river spirit disappeared into the Xiliang River.

At this time, a figure came not far away.

A complaint came, "Mo Xiaobei, this naughty child, I don't know where the crazy thing is going. Whose child is not in class at this time?"

Lao Bai approached with a bitter face.

Just as Lao Bai was walking to Xiliang River, the water surface suddenly seemed to boil, and there was a constant "gurgling" sound, as if something was about to come out.

"What's it?!"

This sudden change shocked Lao Bai.

Wow—

Splashes everywhere.

He Ling, wearing a white long gown, appeared stepping on the water column.

He looked down at Bai Zhantang and said, "...Young young hero, can this river god ask you for help?"

"...monster, monster?!"

Lao Bai, who was already timid, was immediately scared to death when he saw this sudden scene and his calves were trembling.

Sweats flowed from my forehead.

After traveling around the country for so many years, he has seen everything. He thinks he is not afraid of anything except the six doors, and has also seen many mysterious things.

But this scene in front of him was something he had never seen before.

Half of people and half are water.

What is this not a monster?

Hearing Bai Zhantang's words, He Ling couldn't help but twitch, "...Why do everyone say it's a monster when they see me?"

"...Young young hero, I am not a monster, I am the river god of Xiliang River!"

After saying that, He Ling waved his hand and a stream of water appeared under Lao Bai's body. Under Lao's horror gaze, he carried him over the Xiliang River.

"This, this..."

Looking at the water bridge under his feet, Lao Bai breathed a little rapid, staring at the kind-hearted young man in front of him, and tentatively said:

"...you, are you really the river god, the river god of Xiliang River?"

"Not bad!" He Ling nodded.

"Then, how dare you ask Lord River God, what instructions do you have to ask for the young man?" Old Bai bent down and looked pleased.

Regardless of whether the creature in front of him is a god or not, one thing is certain, that is, he is definitely not able to fight against the other party.

Since the other party said it was God, then he should be God!

As he said, there is nothing wrong with it!

Seeing that although Lao Bai pleased him, there was a look of suspicion in his eyes. He Ling didn't care. He waved his hand and three golden martial arts secrets appeared in front of him.

"Young hero, I met a mortal who claimed to be the Iron Charge Divine Marquis. I promised him to help him modify his own practice skills.

But just now, he was killed by the three secret spies of the Six Gates, Heaven, Earth, and Huang because of rebellion... Therefore, I don’t know who to give this skill to.

I will leave this world soon.

I can't find a suitable candidate for a while. It is a fate that you and I can meet at this time. I will give this technique to you and you will be responsible for passing it on.

I wonder if you are willing to promise this little favor to me?"

At this moment, after hearing what He Ling said, Lao Bai was stunned.

He widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and murmured: "...The Iron Gallant God Marquis Zhu ignored the rebellion and was killed by Liushemen and three secret spies...

How is this possible?!"

Seeing Bai Zhantang's appearance, a smile flashed in He Ling's eyes, and waved his hand, and the scene of a battle at Hulong Villa appeared in front of him.

"mother?!"

Seeing the familiar figure among the people involved in the siege and killing Zhu Wushi, Lao Bai exclaimed.

"boom!"

With a roar, as Zhu Wushi was killed by everyone, the picture shattered and turned into splashes.

Lao Bai's eyes were lost. He never expected that Zhu Wushi, who was so powerful in the world, would die like this? His heart was full of disbelief.

Suddenly, Lao Bai reacted and looked at the three golden martial arts secrets that appeared in front of him, and looked at the first one.

The Sutra of Swallowing Heaven and Immortality!

The great method of absorbing the ritual is adapted and the cultivation is achieved. It can swallow the sun, moon and stars, refine all things in the world, and integrate them into one’s own body!

The second exercise.

Immortal God Body!

Adapted from the Indestructible Divine Art of Vajra.

After practicing to the greatest extent, the body becomes a saint!

Immortal!

The third exercise.

Great Void Sutra!

It is adapted from the supreme light skills and body techniques practiced by the Four Ghosts in Xiangxi and the Phantom Magical Art. It has been practiced to the greatest extent, ignoring distance and space.

The ends of the world, come and go freely, and a thought is endless.

"I'll ask again now, Young Master, are you willing to help me carry forward these skills?" He Ling looked at Lao Bai and asked majestic.

"You, are you really willing to give me these skills?!"

Lao Bai was already a little excited and a little incoherent at this time.

Regardless of whether Zhu Wushi's death was true or not, or whether the creature in front of him who claimed to be a god was a monster, these techniques were real.

This kind of good thing is worthless!

"Do you want it?" He Ling asked.

"Yes!" Old Bai shouted suddenly, afraid that he would speak slowly, and his face turned red with excitement.

"As you wish!"

He Ling waved his hand, and the three secret books of the martial arts turned into three golden lights and penetrated into the old white's eyebrows.

Suddenly, countless information about martial arts surged out of Lao Bai's mind.

"ah!"

Because the information was too huge, Lao Bai let out a scream in pain and then fainted gorgeously.

He Ling waved his hand and sent Lao Bai back to the riverside.
To be continued...