The fog was dark and covered the two sides, and I felt confused and hazy, and I couldn't see it in detail.

But in the fog, the still low voice faintly brought a little majesty.

"Hengmo."

"You've never been a smart person."

Qingniu said slowly: "And the old cow is not as stupid as you think..."

Kiyohara was shocked and heard such a sentence.

At the same time, Hengmo's voice gradually weakened, as if it was a bit of begging for mercy.

"wrong!"

Qingyuan felt a little strange in his heart, so he hurriedly shone the ancient mirror forward, and the light shone through the fog.

In the middle of the fog, the old cow, like a giant, covered with three feet of green hair, with a pair of curved corners on his head, passing through Hengmo's body. On the old cow's forehead, there was something hanging, with a yellow color.

This object hangs in front of the old cow's forehead and keeps spinning.

Every time he rotates around, the breath on Hengmo's body becomes weaker.

It is actually absorbing Hengmo's blood.

Qingyuan was secretly shocked and suddenly realized that the old cow wanted to sacrifice blood to boys and girls because it had a method that could refine qi and blood for itself. He listened to it and wanted to entertain Hengmo, but I was afraid that this method would not only be used for Qingniu itself.

The green cow was surrounded by the fog and illuminated by the mirror. He was suddenly shocked. He had always believed that his fog would not dissipate unless he encountered a cultivator who had a far superior ability to do, nor would he be seen through it. However, he did not expect that he would lose his hands on this young man again today?

It raised its head, and a few strange colors flashed in its eyes. The strange colors contained a very firm murderous intent, and there seemed to be a little fear hidden in it, as if fearful that someone knew.

"Does it treat this method as a secret?"

Qingyuan was shocked. He had seen the deep murderous intent in the old bull's eyes, which was stronger than any previous battle. Could it be that seeing this scene touched some of the old bull's secrets?

He sensed that the old cow's murderous intent was unprecedentedly strong, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, use the ancient mirror, and hold the iron rod in his hand tightly, making a precaution.

However, the green bull did not take action. Its deep eyes stared at Qingyuan for a moment, then turned around and entered the river. The thing above its head was still hovering, and the Hengmo corpse passing through its horns sank into the river with it.

So the fog also left with the old cow, constantly retracting inward, along the river, towards the mountain peaks there.

The old cow retreated again.

But this time, Qingyuan was not happy.

...

Kanling Town.

The great god appeared again, fought with the young immortal, and then retreated again.

The scholar named Su Xiang said that this time the great god brought helpers, and in the end, the helpers brought by the great god seemed to have suffered.

In other words, this young immortal won by fighting against two?

Could it be that his Taoist practice is getting higher and higher every day, and he has surpassed the great gods?

Some people are surprised, some are happy, some are sad, and countless emotions and discussions accumulate together.

Then, just like that, another day passed.

...

The next day, someone came to the river bank with awe and looked at the young immortal from afar.

But on this day, the great god did not show up, so the wind was calm.

...

Day 3.

The great god has not yet appeared, and the wind and waves are still calm.

But there are more and more people surrounding the river bank.

As for those who came early, they were a little braver and gradually approached the young immortal, but they did not dare to disturb them, so they could only look at awe.

...

Day 4.

There are more and more people surrounding both sides of the river bank.

Su felt very lively on the contrary.

...

Day 5.

There are fewer people coming to the river bank.

Maybe I have been used to it, but it doesn’t feel strange, and life has to continue.

...

On the sixth day, there were countless people on both sides of the river bank, as if the grand event was reopening, and it was noisy.

Just because they waited for this day, they seemed to have agreed on something important and reunited on both sides of the river bank.

And the one who was in front of him was the white-haired old man. He was still leaning on a crutch and surrounded by everyone, and came to Qingyuan.

The white-haired old man gave a gift first, and said, "Since the immortal elder has already had the ability to beat the great gods, why not go into the mountain to fight with it?"

Qingyuan stood up, bowed back to him, and said, "The mountain is its territory, and my Taoist practice has not improved much, and it is still not enough to deal with it."

As soon as the words came out, some noisy sound suddenly appeared in the crowd.

The rumors in the past few days have all been saying that this young immortal master has the ability to overwhelm the great gods and can defeat him by fighting with one against two. But he said that his Taoism has not improved much?

When the white-haired old man heard this, he was silent for a long time and asked, "When will the Immortal Elder leave?"

Qingyuan pondered: "Since you take action, it will be difficult to leave this mess. I will stop it, and it is not easy for it to kill me. Now that I am close to breaking through, I can go further and eliminate future troubles."

The white-haired old man whispered: "Is there a definite time?"

Kiyohara shook her head and said, "No."

To achieve the fourth level of heaven from the third level is to cross the limit of the human body and achieve the superior realm. For many practitioners, it is a state that may not be able to reach after a lifetime. Although Qingyuan has confidence, it cannot guarantee that within a fixed time, he can really cross this line and become a superior.

The white-haired old man did not continue to ask in this regard, but instead asked: "I heard from Su Xiang that the immortal figure who killed people with a knife was already killed by the immortal chief?"

Kiyohara shook her head and said, "I didn't kill it."

The white-haired old man showed surprise, but he was not entangled in this point, just said, "But is that man dead?"

Qingyuan nodded and said, "Yes, he is dead."

The white-haired old man asked, "So the cause and effect are over?"

Qingyuan was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "This cause and effect is over."

The white-haired old man sighed, "Then this place is no longer the Immortal Chief's business, it is my own business in Kanling Town. Immortal Chief... should I leave?"

Qingyuan looked at him quietly without speaking.

Su Xiang seemed to want to speak, but he was also stopped.

"You are a kind-hearted god, and you have the patience and do not hesitate to fight the great god with your life. But..."

The white-haired old man sighed: "After all, it is the great god of Kanling Town. Only by relying on it can Kanling Town have a bumper harvest and a safe and worry-free food and clothing."

Qingyuan shook his head slightly and said, "The harvest is abundant and the food and clothing are free of worries. This is the result of your mood and labor."

I don’t know what this sentence is, but it actually touched many people and made people silent.

But the white-haired old man was not silent and told the past.

"In the past few decades when I was the head of Kanling Town, the immortal figures who want to surrender the great gods are no less than two-handed."

"More than half of them boasted about Haikou and went to deal with the great god, and never came back."

"Two or three people escaped by chance."

"And fifty years ago, there was a man who was like an immortal, who could compete with the great god. The great god could not kill him, and he could not subdue the great god. Then he waited on the river for half a month, and then realized that it was a waste of time and he left after all."

The white-haired old man said slowly: "Every time I encounter such a thing, I, Kanling Town, will prepare more than a hundred virgins and more than a hundred virgins to sacrifice to the great gods to calm the wrath of the gods. Now, I have prepared 120 virgins and 120 virgins. I think it's enough, but if you don't want to leave and fight for a while, the number of people will be higher, then the generation of Kanling Town... should be cut off."

Kiyohara said silently, "Do you think I will eventually leave like the man fifty years ago?"

The white-haired old man did not answer directly, but said, "The Taoist priest said back then that he would never give up if he did not surrender this cow."

Kiyohara took a deep breath and said, "I'm different from him."

The white-haired old man was silent.

Qingyuan thought about it and said again: "The old cow can't kill me, so I will stay here. If you can stay for one day, you will be stable for one day. The so-called sacrifice can be postponed for one day. If I improve my cultivation, I can kill it."

The white-haired old man still asked, "How long will it take?"

Qingyuan paused and said silently.

"The water of this river is used to irrigate the fields. After so long, what is planted in the fields should die."

The old man with white hair put down his wooden stick and said slowly: "About 10% of the people in Kanling Town are fishing fish and turtles from the river to make a living. If you count them carefully, you have not been in the water for more than ten days. We are poor people, and our savings over the years can only be able to make a living for more than ten days. If you can't go into the water and fish, you will either turn to a business or starve to death."
To be continued...