The yellow waves are surging, and the water is extremely abundant, surging between the black rocks and the yellow earth fields, in this river valley with a huge gap.

The turbid river water rushes and falls, forming several extremely wide waterfalls. The heads collided and let out a thunderous roar. The rocks in the water seemed to be shattered at any time. It was the legendary Yellow River.

Looking at the yellow river in front of him, feeling the slight trembling from the cliff rocks under his feet, and experiencing the infinite power contained in the river, Chen Hengzhi was filled with emotion and said quietly: "It is not a wise move for Taoist priest to not receive blessings at the mountain gate, and it is not a wise move to come to trek in this muddy water!"

The angler slowly turned his head, took off his hat and revealed his true face, and saw that this man had five long beards, his face was ancient and simple, and wearing a wide brocade robe, he looked as majestic as a mountain. He was actually a Taoist with a tall crown and wide belt.

Chen Hengzhi understood that this Taoist man was Ning Daoqi, one of the three great masters in the world.

Ning Daoqi put down the fishing rod and looked at Chen Hengzhi intently.

It was a pair of eyes that were uncontested.

Looking at them is like looking at another world that has nothing to do with this world, as if it can be maintained in a mysterious level forever.

There is also a huge power in his eyes. In his calm and elegant eyes, there is also frankness, sincerity, and a little bit of childishness. Combined with his elegant and slender face, there is a kind of charm beyond the ordinary.

Ning Daoqi smiled and said, "You are not willing to take good care of the mountain gate. It is not a wise move to come to this muddy water of disputes in the world!"

He actually used Chen Hengzhi's words and returned it back without being soft or hard.

Chen Hengzhi laughed loudly when he heard this, and then he asked in a deep voice: "Is Taoist Master here representing Taoist sect or Buddhism?"

Ning Daoqi shook his head and said, "Nothing is important, I just want to meet fellow Taoists."

"Fellow Taoist? Heh!"

Chen Hengzhi sneered: "The Tao is different, and we don't plan for each other! Chen does not agree with Taoist priest's way of dealing with people and things, and he is not worthy of your reputation as a fellow Taoist."

Ning Daoqi raised his head and sighed: "In the past, I was greedy for the secrets of magical skills. I borrowed Jingzhai's "Cihang Sword Book" and agreed to do something for her in the future. I couldn't help it. I came to end the cause and effect, and I hope my fellow Taoists will forgive me."

"What a helpless person!"

Chen Hengzhi snorted coldly: "What he said is high-sounding, but what he did is shameless. Bah, what Chen hates the most is people like you, who both want to be a woman's money and set up a archway!"

After Chen Hengzhi finished speaking, he instantly raised his true energy in his body, flashed his body, and punched him straight.

The momentum of his fist is like a mountain, and the meaning of his fist is like a sea.

The power of this punch filled the entire world, Haoran and domineering!

The punch was shot out as if it occupied the entire world.

This fist became the center of the whole world, everything else did not exist, everything was shattered by this punch!

Ning Daoqi was facing a great enemy, his pores shrank, his sleeves swollen and bent, and a majestic and continuous true energy surged out of his sleeves, blocking the fist that came to his eyes for a moment.

Then he rushed forward, as if he was rushing, as if he was slow or slow. The contradictory feeling made people feel a splitting headache, but he was extremely free and easy.

He pressed his right hand against his chest, brushed his left hand forward, turned his palm into claws, and grabbed the fist that was coming towards him.

Chen Hengzhi ignored him and his fists continued to blast forward.

Ning Doqi's face showed an innocent look like a child playing with a bird. He looked around and looked at the little bird with virtual hands jumping up and down, chasing the strange situation of playing in the air.

Chen Hengzhi only felt a change in front of him. A big tree appeared in front of him, and the birds were playing lively and business-filled among the trees. All the movements seemed to be unintentionally, but they were meticulous.

It is difficult to distinguish what is true, what is false, what is false, and what is reality?

"Virtuality? Is it the realm of the Grand Master? Something interesting!"

Chen Hengzhi could see that this was the realm of the real and real way that Ning Daoqi understood.

As the saying goes, emptiness can produce qi, so it is infinite, and pure and imperfect. Then, this emptiness is real. Although the state between emptiness and reality is different, it is nothing but the natural way, it is mysterious and mysterious, neither big nor small.

This is also the characteristic of the Tang Dynasty world. After reaching the innate realm, the state of mind is put first, which is what is commonly known as the god.

If you are not in a state of mind, you will definitely not be able to find the north and be slaughtered by others.

However, in Chen Hengzhi's opinion, the fields that seem high-end are all flashy things, and I punched them away!

Bang!

The moment the two collided, there was a loud bang!

The boxing force and field also disappeared at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, both of them retreated rapidly, and Ning Doqi was as if he was struck by lightning. He felt that his hands were broken and his internal organs were seriously damaged. He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, with his body withdrawn more than ten feet, and his spirit was depressed.

In comparison, Chen Hengzhi's situation was much better. He just felt his hands were a little numb, his spirits blew, his eyes were blurred, and then he returned to Qingming Festival.

Under the huge force, Chen Hengzhi retreated several feet, stomped his right foot, rushed forward in reverse, waved his right fist, and punched him again.

A great man said it well, he should pursue the enemy with his remaining courage, and not seek fame and learn from the overlords!

The distance of ten feet was about to reach, and Chen Hengzhi looked cold, picked up his fist and rushed towards Ning Daoqi.

"Amitabha! Donor, stay! My Buddhist sect has given up!"

At this moment, a Buddhist chant came loudly.

Chen Hengzhi turned a deaf ear, ignoring his fist, swinging his fist straight away. Ning Daoqi endured the discomfort, quickly retreated, avoided the punch, and retreated nearly ten feet away.

"My Buddha is merciful!" An old monk walked out from east, west, south, north and north, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

And beside Ning Daoqi, there is an extra female nun in green, which is Fan Qinghui, the contemporary sect leader of Cihang Jingzhai.

Although she is a person of the same age as Ning Daoqi, her face looks like a woman in her twenties or thirties, with a fairy look that is so beautiful.

It adds an extraordinary temperament to the body, making people feel a gradual filth in their hearts. They can only worship from afar and dare not feel disrespectful.

The nun took out a pill and handed it to Ning Daoqi. He stood up after seeing that he had taken it better, looked at Chen Hengzhi, and said in a deep voice: "Donor Chen, you have entered the path of devils. For the sake of the people of the world, the nun hopes that the donor will stop, listen to Buddhism every day, and wash away the anger in his heart!"

Chen Hengzhi didn't even look at her, but looked directly at the four monks and asked: "Did you come one by one or rush forward? Chen took it all today!"

Very domineering!

"I am merciful!"

The four monks are the same as Buddha's name, but their voices are different and their tones are different.

Taoism is pure and gentle, wisdom is bright and bright, emperor's heart is majestic, Jiaxiang is mute.
Chapter completed!