Such magnificent waves, let alone ferries that are unbearable, even the large tower ships of the elite navy of the Suzaku Dynasty would probably be overturned and easily dispersed.

In the middle of Shanghu Lake, a four-story flower boat carved with white dragons fluctuated with the waves, without any danger, like a trendsetter.

Not far away, a lonely boat was even more magical, as if an immortal pulled out another wave from the strong wind and waves of Shanghu Lake, like auspicious cloud, still. The boat stopped at the top of the wave, just parallel to the four-story flower boat.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is the true fate of immortals.

Even Wang Qiong, who had just entered the martial arts and first glanced at the path, was still dumbfounded.

On the top of the huge dragon-head flower boat, there was a beautiful woman standing on the top of the huge dragon-headed flower boat. She was obviously the lady with a carriage that Chen Qingniu saw before leaving the city. She had luxurious clothes. At this time, she was independent of the flower boat tower and looked even more floating and ascending to the immortals.

A small boat was sitting cross-legged with a dark-skinned man. If he appeared in the field, no one would find it abrupt. It would be incredible to sit on the small boat in Shanghu that was stirring up wind and waves. If Chen Qingniu could witness this scene, he would not believe it. An old boatman who complained to him for an hour and a half had such terrifying powers.

The mature woman with a temperament that suits the taste of some senior prostitutes in Liulifang said coldly: "Whale Fishing Man, you have been waiting in Shanghu for eight years, and I have been waiting for eight years. If you intervene today, please forgive me for not thinking about the incense between you and Li Mu for sixty years."

The entire Shanghu Lake was boiling like boiling, with lightning and thunder roaring on its head, but her seemingly understatement of ordinary voice was extremely clear and every word was heard.

The old man's face was calm and he chuckled, "I think Mrs. Fan knows that Li Baichan died thirty years ago, only Li Mu in Jiangzuo. Today, there is only one grave left. I am the same generation as your master. I have been together for two years. Today I will rely on my seniority to the end. I cannot let anyone else disturb Li Mu's last purity."

The woman sneered: "Whale Fisherman, don't mention whether it is Li Baichan or Li Mu, the child in front of the tomb, has a lot to do with you and me and him in the tomb, and it is not a matter of disturbing people's purity."

She took a step forward, her clothes fluttered and her style was unconventional.

The old man still sat cross-legged, like an old monk entering into a state of meditation, curled his smile and shook his head and said, "Li Mu had made a decision on the arrangements for his subsequent funeral. There is no need for you to point fingers today. Whether it is successful or not depends on the fate of the child. I would like to advise you, if you are involved in the cause of unreasonable cause and effect today, I am afraid that blessings will be a small blessing, but disasters will not be a small disaster. Even your master will be involved in it, and you will not be liberated for at least a hundred years."

The woman smiled sweetly, and she felt charming, and said, "Whale Fisherman, can she really stop me after 120 years?"

The old man smiled calmly and said, "Of course not. Mrs. Fan comes from the Immortal Palace and has outstanding roots. I am afraid that I can't stop her from living for two more years."

She shook her long sleeves and said, "Since that's the case, relying on her seniority will not be a big joke?"

The old man smiled openly and said, "I just know my destiny when I do my best. I can rely on my seniority with Mrs. Fan, but not every old guy has the opportunity to do it. I have to act voluntarily no matter what I do."

The graceful mature woman hesitated for a moment and asked, "Whale Fishing Man, do you really think that child can survive?"

The old boatman, who is famous for the Whale Fishing Man, turned his head and looked at the sky with the most intense thunder, and said in a deep voice: "Nine to death."

She frowned and sighed, "I watched that child grow up. It's a pity that I died so prematurely."

The Whale Fisherman also sighed and said, "Mrs. Fan, have you ever thought that the child could climb in the market and last for sixteen years, and not even twenty-four years old. Wouldn't it be even more a pity then?"

The woman looked up at the strange sky that was torn by purple lightning.

The huge waves in Shanghu Lake continued to flow towards the ferry, and then seemed to be pulled by a strange force, forming a towering water wall.

On Qingming Festival, the soul-breaking person.

Explore spring thunder.

The great way is subtle, but the power of the sky is vast.

She thought she was in the scene and didn't even have the chance to die for a lifetime. At this time, her momentum had reached the scale of a small heavenly tribulation.

Fortunately, Liangzhou has no chance of being with the Immortal Palace of the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land, and its wars are prohibited. Few people from the three Buddhist and Taoist soldiers devote themselves to their practice here. The trend of merchants is prevalent, so even Confucianism is unwilling to spread the meaning of the scriptures too much in Liangzhou. Otherwise, at this moment, she and the two fishing whale man watched.

The whale fisherman sitting on the ferry saw that the woman in front of him had no evil thoughts he had thought at first, and he was secretly relieved. No one was willing to provoke Mrs. Fan. Her own strength was of course an important reason, but the more important thing was the majestic peak behind Mrs. Fan. Not to mention emperors and generals, even those who have been out of the world for a hundred years and who have been in the eyes of the world would never dare to offend him.

The old man slowly stood up, looked at the increasingly thick natural forbidden land with her, and said softly: "Madam Fan, Li Mu said that the baby was wearing Buddha roots and Taoist bones, but when he was born, he was planted in two young hibernating dragons, red dragons in the left eye and yellow pan with yellow pan with yellow pan with yellow pan with yellow pan with yellow pan with yellow pan with yellow pan with yellow pan with yellow pan of the baby's essence, blood and spirit, trying to use this extremely vicious method to consume one of the millions of excellent roots and bones in his body. When he sucked the baby roots and bones, the red dragon yellow pan would break out of his body. Could it be that someone regarded him as a cauldron?"

The woman looked solemn and refused to miss the traces of any purple thunder. She said softly: "I dare not speak nonsense. This is also the reason why Liulifang was willing to adopt it. Every time it comes, the red dragon and yellow pan will move. The pain will never be easy even if it is placed on the Taoist practitioners. This child can bear it. I think this is the best root and bone. If he was born in a noble family and was carefully cultivated by any sect, it would not be the situation today, and it might not be inferior to those of Wei Wu and Lu Kui."

The whale fisherman sighed lightly.

Mrs. Fan exclaimed: "We're finally here."

The Whale Fishing Whale Man sighed and said, "In this case, the Nanzhan Continent may be more peaceful."

In front of the lonely tomb, under the purple thunder.

Chen Qingniu bowed his body in pain, covered his eyes, blood flowed out of his five fingers and fingers, surging out more rapidly than ever before, and the blood in his body seemed to be pumped into his eyebrows, and then he rushed through his eyes desperately.

In an instant, he became a vague bloody man.

Chen Qingniu suddenly let go of his hand, disheveled his hair, and raised his head and let out a wail.

Spring thunder exploded again in a dense manner.

The resentment that broke out with Chen Qingniu in one breath was confronted with tit-for-tat.

Chen Qing's cow vented his resentment like a wild beast and roared hoarsely.

He once heard an aunt in Liulifang say that there are four kinds of dragons, the heaven and the dragon are among the immortals, and live with the heaven and earth, and live with the Tao. The blue dragons, clouds and rain, dragons, dragons, all belong to the earth dragons, and there is also a hidden dragon that is not famous, protecting people with great blessings and opportunities.

The dry bones in the tomb said that there was a hibernating dragon in his eyes. Chen Qingniu was not greedy for great blessings and great opportunities. He just wanted to live well, without illness or disaster, make some money, get rid of his slave family, and marry a beautiful and beautiful wife. This is Chen Qingniu's greatest wish. As for more, it is ambition. Chen Qingniu only dares to think secretly, then laugh at himself, and scolds himself for not knowing the height of the world.

But the two hibernating dragons in their eyes were like plague gods. After sixteen years, their eyes were almost bleeding day by day, and they also implicated the wet nurse and could not even get a place to rest in peace after death. Playmate Liu Qi only wanted to become the headteacher of Liulifang, climb step by step, become a leader and a fish man, and then keep the fairy sister Xiao Wan'er in his eyes, but in the end, Chen Qingniu was implicated and left the roots of his descendants.

Chen Qingniu did not hate God for letting him have no father or mother, nor did he hate the daily torture of a pair of hibernating dragons in his eyes. An aunt in Liulifang told the Buddha that Buddhism talked about cause and effect, and Chen Qingniu accepted his fate, but did not Buddhism say that he would not harm others for his own sins?

The law of nature.

The dragon overlooking all living beings.

All shit!

Chen Qingniu raised his hand, spread his five claws, and cried hard: "I wish all the dragons in the world will be killed for generations!"

Buddhist Bodhisattvas make great wishes, heaven and earth roar, and heavenly women scatter flowers.

The curse of Chen Qingniu, the humble and extremely small person, also attracted the thunderous anger of the small heavenly tribulation.

Two thick purple thunders with a diameter of up to nine feet were smashed down.

The sky collapses and the earth breaks.

Chen Qingniu's eyes were splattering blood.

Two living creatures with red and yellow appearances splashed out, leading to the two purple thunders symbolizing the way of heaven.

Sinking into purple thunder.

The small snake as big as a silk thread changed, and its body expanded in an instant, and the dragon's power rolled.

Thirty-foot big snake.

Sixty-foot giant python.

Nine hundred feet of stinging dragon!

The black clouds rolled, Shanghu almost overturned the bottom, and the entire Liangzhou City in the distance was shaking continuously.

After hiding for sixteen years, Chen Qingniu's essence of Buddha roots and Taoist bones, the red dragon and yellow pan, finally revealing their true faces.

Extremely brilliant.

Chen Qingniu is like an ant.

But I was not afraid.

If it weren't for the retribution of the Liangzhou gentry who had swearing to remove the tomb of a woman in the womb, Chen Qingniu would not be afraid of Taoist underworld and Buddhist reincarnation.

For Chen Aman who is careless and helpless, what are you afraid of death?

Chen Qingniu repeated over and over again: "I wish all the dragons in the world will be killed for generations!"

boom.

A golden dragon that is not real was poked out of the head from the lonely tomb.

The complete body is not huge, about nine feet in total, but it makes the bodies of the Red Dragon and Huang Pan flying wildly in the sky tremble.

The golden dragon rushed towards Chen Qingniu and swirled around.

The second golden armored celestial being is still empty and transparent, but the spirit of the divine martial arts is like a great immortal in the heavenly court.

The third beautiful fairy, black clothes and black clothes, with sleeves several feet long, floating lightly and flew in the air, a dynamic Dunhuang flying immortal.

The fourth golden-winged roc has a Ruyi bead in its forehead, and it spits flames, making the sound even louder than thunder.

The fifth thick python.

The sixth person looks like a human and is not human, with horns on the top of his head.

The seventh girl was wearing a feathered robe, and the fragrance filled the air.

The eighth God of War in the Ink Armor.

The eight tribes spiraled around Chen Qingniu.

Chen Qingniu is the most respected!
Chapter completed!