The clear and flowing water flows gently and smoothly, and a huge boat goes down the water.

On the giant boat, an old man who looked about sixty years old and had a white beard, holding a teapot in his forehand, drinking water while enjoying the surrounding scenery, which was a sign of free and easy drinking in the wind.

"The long river flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes..." The old man was excited and couldn't help but recite aloud. The sound was sonorous and powerful, loud and loud, and it spread far in the river, giving people a feeling of being in the picture.

"Mr. Mo, please keep your mouth shut. Miss. Don't wake her up." A crisp voice came from behind the old man. With this voice, a young woman who looked fifteen or sixteen years old quickly walked to the old man. When the old man saw the young woman, he was not angry, but instead said with a smile: "Miss Xiaoling reminded me, haha, I should beat me, really deserve to beat me!"

The young woman had an oval face and bright eyes gave people a clever and intelligent feeling. She smiled and said, "Mr. Mo, you are the teacher of our lady. I am a little maid. I am afraid that you will wake up the lady. I remind you that if the lady hears you, I will suffer."

The old man was amused by the robbery and laughed, pointing at the woman, "You girl, your mouth is like a knife. Hehe, who married you, how can you bear it?"

"Mr. Mo, I'm not going to support you!" As the little girl spoke, she wanted to pull the old man's beard. While dodging, Mr. Mo said, "I've said the wrong thing, Xiaoling, don't care. Miss has finally fall asleep, don't wake her up!"

When the little girl mentioned the words "Miss", the little girl immediately stopped and sighed, "Mr. Mo, Miss is such a good person, why does this hardship always fall on her?"

"In a person's life, there are always eight out of ten things that are unsatisfactory. You should also teach the lady more, little girl." Mr. Mo sighed and said, "How is the lady's mood?"

"It's okay, I just read the book for a while and then rested." Xiaoling said this, pointing to the rolling flowing water and said: "Mr. Mo, why is this river called Kunhe?"

Mr. Mo has long been accustomed to the little girl's ability to suddenly change the topic. At this time, he laughed and said, "If you ask others about this question, not many people know it, but I will tell you. According to ancient books, the reason why Kunhe is called Kunhe is because its birthplace is a mountain called Kunhe."

"Kunyu Mountain? Where is this mountain? Why have I never heard of it?" Xiaoling touched her head and asked more questions. Mr. Mo smiled and said, "No one can tell where Kunyu Mountain is now. You just need to remember that there is this Kunyu Mountain."

"Sir, you are not making up a story to deceive me. Let me tell you, I will ask the lady about this matter later, so that you can avoid fooling me." Xiaoling seemed to be joking about by Mr. Mo, so she didn't trust the old man in her words.

Mr. Mo smiled and said in a low voice that only a little girl is hard to raise. And at this moment, the little girl suddenly screamed: "Mr. Mo, look. There is a corpse over there!" Before Mr. Mo asked, the little girl had already grabbed Mr. Mo's arm tightly and said in horror.

Mr. Mo's eyes looked in the direction Xiaoling pointed, and saw a person floating on the water. Compared with Xiaoling who was emotionally fluctuating, Mr. Mo was much calmer. He glanced at the corpse and sighed, "Now the whole country of Lu is in chaos, and it is normal to die one or two people."

Speaking of this, his eyes flew forward and continued: "A few days ago, reading the military newspaper, Motu City had been burned into ruins by bandits from the Lianzun Sect, and hundreds of thousands of people died in Motu City. That's it..."

"But, sir, this person seems not dead yet!" Xiaoling ignored Mr. Mo's remarks about lamenting the world and said in horror.

Mr. Mo looked down at the corpse in the water. He saw that there were indeed slight breathing marks on the chest of the corpse. A trace of hesitation appeared in his eyes, and then he said in a deep voice: "The world is now difficult, and it is even more important to accompany the lady to turn back to Qudu City. It is better not to have any troubles."

Xiaoling curled her lips. Although she was a little unhappy, she did not dare to refute the old master. Although Mr. Mo spoke kindly on weekdays, she knew that even her uncle was careful to worship Mr. Mo.

"Sir, the lady said that it is not our family's style to not save him when he dies. Since that person is still breathing, she wants you to save him." A delicate woman walked out slowly and said softly to Mr. Mo.

Although this woman is not very beautiful, she has a virtuous and charming temperament, which makes people feel good at seeing her. Xiaoling saw the woman and hurried over and said, "Sister Qin, is she awake?"

The woman called Sister Qin nodded and said, "Miss is not asleep at all." Speaking of this, she looked at Mr. Mo with bright eyes and said, "Sir, Miss has already spoken. I think you should save the person."

"Since the lady said it, let's rescue him." As Mr. Mo spoke, he said to several strong men on the side of the boat: "You go down two and drag the people in the water up."

The men did not dare to shirk Mr. Mo's arrangement at all. At that time, two people jumped into the water and fished the man up. Mr. Mo touched the rescued pulse and said in a deep voice: "This man is really lucky. He just fainted for a while. After a rest, he should be able to wake up." While speaking, he said to a strong man: "Shen Bao, find a room to place him and tell me in time if there is any situation."

"Okay sir." Shen Bao agreed, and then said to the two strong men watching the fun: "Brothers, come here to help."

For this group of people, saving a person in the water is not a big deal. Therefore, except for the Shen Bao who was arranged, no one paid attention to the person who was rescued. However, unlike Mr. Mo's speculation, the rescued person still did not wake up when he had supper that night.

After Shen Bao reported to Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo came over to take a look. After confirming that the rescued young man had a normal connection, he prescribed some medicine and left the utility room.

It was already midnight when Fang Ling woke up. He did not open his eyes immediately, but used his spiritual sense that had just recovered, to first scan the surrounding environment. This was a three-story boat worth ten feet in radius. There were hundreds of people on the boat, most of whom were Jingwu men. There were even more than twenty men, and their cultivation had reached the sixth level of Qi training. However, these people could not attract Fang Ling's attention. The only thing that could attract Fang Ling's attention was an old man on the eighth level of Qi training.

For Fang Ling, for him, he could kill a single finger with one finger, but now his injuries are not light, and the monks at the eighth level of Qi training can pose a threat to him. Although he could still kill the monks at the eighth level of Qi training, the result was that he was injured even more.

This is not what Fang Ling is willing to see. At present, his top priority is to restore his cultivation as soon as possible. After gently circulating the true energy in his body, Fang Ling felt that his body seemed to burst, which made him think of the scene in Jiulong Pond of Kunyu Mountain.

Although the suction force of the lion-headed big fish was broken, the strange fish tail suddenly slapped at his body. At the same time, the strange snake with golden horns and the green bird also surrounded him. Once the three monsters formed a surround, even if he had an outer pill, he would still be unable to escape. Without any thought, Fang Ling activated the remaining true energy in his body and slapped the fish tail fiercely.

Falling into the flowing water was his only way to live. Fang Ling, who had no time to use magic weapons, activated the Vajra Art and collided fiercely towards the tail of the strange fish!

With this collision, Fang Ling felt as if he had hit a mountain, and the surging force rushed into his chest along his arms. Fang Ling couldn't help but vomited blood.

The monster fish itself has the cultivation level of the Golden Pill stage, and this tail is one of its main attacks. Not to mention that Fang Ling is just a foundation-building cultivator, even if the Golden Pill cultivator is hit by its tail, it will be difficult to escape.

The reason why Fang Ling was able to stay awake was due to the Immovable Vajra Art. But that's all, his meridians were broken by this blow. But at this moment, Fang Ling had no time to pay attention to his injuries. All he had to do was to escape into the underworld.

The moment the fish tail was knocked open, Fang Ling sank towards the bottom of the water. At this moment, the strange snake with golden horns and the green bird also fell down. After looking at each other, the three monsters sank into the water at the same time.

Escape! After Fang Ling used his spiritual sense to hide his traces, he supported his last power and swam desperately towards the entrance of the Dark River. However, in his panic, he could no longer tell the specific location of the entrance of the Dark River. After finding a direction where the water flowed down, Fang Ling sank directly.

Fang Ling was still energetic when he was swimming for more than a hundred miles, but when the Kunyushan suppression power acting on his body suddenly disappeared, Fang Ling, who felt a little relaxed, fainted directly...

Thinking of the scene of being chased by three Jindan stage monsters several times in the Dark River, Fang Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This time he was really a little too greedy. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have been buried in the mouths of the three Jindan monsters.

A stream of spiritual energy from heaven and earth continued to pour into Fang Ling's body. Fang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, had his face becoming more and more ferocious.

"Puff!" A drop of blood suddenly flew out of Fang Ling's skin. The moment the drop of blood fell to the ground, it turned into a gem-like ice crystal. Fang Ling, who was practicing, looked gradually better.
Chapter completed!