Watching Xu Mu and the old fisherman rowing away gradually, Chen Tian lowered his head and spread out the rice paper and saw lines of vigorous handwriting.
People who come and go by the water admire the beauty of sea bass.
You look at the boat with autumn leaves, wandering in the storm and crying.
Seeing words as human beings, Chen Tian looked down at the few numbers and found that the helplessness and sadness they revealed were just like Xu Mu, who has been fishing for generations, tasted the sea bass for the first time today.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Gusu City is in a turbulent time, with all the major forces at work, but Chen Tian also sees that the fate of the common people is like a piece of cake, and there are also undercurrents surging.
They are like withered haystacks. As long as the thunder strikes a little, a fierce fire is bound to start a prairie fire.
"Mr. Shang."
"What's the matter?"
"Who is Xu Mu?" Weng Lian was curious and asked doubtfully, "Looking at him, he seems to be just a poor scholar, worthy of Mr. Shang's courtesy?"
Chen Tian waved his hand and motioned for him to continue sailing towards Wuwan, while casually saying: "The person who stirs up trouble in Gusu City in the future is probably Xu Mu."
"What?" Weng Lian was stunned and asked, "Him? A fisherman's son from a poor background?"
As the boat passed the middle of the lake, the sound of the wind gradually died down. Chen Tian sat in the inner cabin and smiled: "What? Are you unhappy?"
"I'm not angry, but it's unbelievable, but it's true." Weng Lian held up his bamboo pen and said frankly, "Gu Zhi has been running Gusu City for more than a thousand years. He has exhausted all his strategies and the results are still unsatisfactory. How can a fisherman's son stir up trouble?
"
What Weng Lian said is correct.
Not to mention the behemoth that Gu Zhi hid behind the scenes, just the head of the alley was enough to destroy Xu Mu's family, so why did he stir up the storm?
And if he really makes his debut, how should Gu Zhi examine himself?
A thousand-year-old family business, ten thousand years of inheritance, is not as good as a mere precarious fisherman's son?
Of course Chentian knew Weng Lian's train of thought, but he did not explain. Instead, he patted Weng Lian on the shoulder and stopped the pole to move slowly.
Wuwan is still the same.
It's just that it's late autumn and it's getting a little bleak.
A clump of yellow thorns has shed its branches and leaves, revealing mottled dead skin patterns. From a distance, it looks like a tiger entrenched on the ground.
After getting closer, Chen Tian suddenly noticed that the earth's energy in Wuwan was almost exhausted. No wonder the vegetation was particularly withered, and it was replaced by a real miasma.
Looking at the evil green mist shrouding Wuwan from a distance, Chen Tian didn't need to speculate carefully to know that Wong Tai Sin must be refining mandrills like crazy, and the Feng Shui spring must have bottomed out.
Can't wait any longer.
An offensive must be launched the day after tomorrow, otherwise the Feng Shui Spring will damage the core and turn into a pool of stagnant water in an instant.
Chen Tian had seen the dry Feng Shui spring. When he went deep into the river bank cave to hunt down the Brahma Sky Lin Bo Ji, those poisonous bees and evil water monsters came from it.
If not for the large number of Kui Gen's warriors and their impressive combat power, it would be difficult for Chen Tian to retreat unscathed from the boundless Xiao Xiao.
no.
No matter what, we must prevent Huang Taixian from continuing to harm the feng shui spring in Dai Guishan. This will not only help Guzhi, but also prepare for the Yongtai Army to take over Guzhi City in the future.
What's more, Wong Tai Sin has also absorbed the remnant soul of Netherworld Shura, and the variables have suddenly increased. If he is allowed to awaken the true master again, a fierce battle that will destroy all lives is inevitable.
After finalizing his thoughts, Chen Tian asked Weng Lian to punt around Wuwan to carefully survey the terrain.
But Weng Lian's face suddenly changed, and he said nervously: "Wong Tai Sin has noticed something, and has sent mandrills to swarm us."
"It's okay, you stand behind me." Chen Tian walked onto the deck and stood with his hands behind his hands. Sure enough, he saw the evil green miasma mountain fog surging like a tide.
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After a whirlwind, two teams of green-faced and fanged mandrills filed out. At the front was the mandrill transformed from the boulder.
Although his name is Shantong and his body shape is less than waist high compared to his nearby companions, he is far taller than an ordinary person, at least eight feet tall.
This guy has extremely thick hair and looks like an ape. There is a disc-shaped concave mirror on the top of his head, which is filled with spiritual fluid and makes a sound as it runs.
"Hey! Who is that!" The mountain boy ran to the waterside, beat the gong at the top of his voice and shouted: "That pretty boy on the boat, who are you?"
"I'm Shang'an, from Guzhi."
"Ah? Are you Shang An?" Shantong was obviously stunned and stopped to look at Chen Tian carefully.
He never expected that the legendary figure who rescued Dongjun Xianzun two days ago with just his words would actually be a sick man, so thin that he seemed to collapse in the wind.
The mountain boy rang the gong again and asked loudly: "Why are you here?"
"Survey the terrain and prepare to defeat Xiaoxiao in one fell swoop." Chen Tian made no secret and remained calm.
These words have come out.
It caused an uproar on the shore.
Weng Lian stood behind Chen Tian and was even more frightened. He went to Wuwan on this trip and did not bring any soldiers with him. If Huang Taixian suddenly attacked...
However, before he could think about it, four or five huge blue-faced mandrills rushed out of the queue, smashed the ground and roared, threw gravel and attacked the awning boat directly.
Debris as big as a dustpan ripped through the sky and roared in, like a thunderstorm.
But Chen Tian refused to dodge, and mobilized his spiritual power to slightly flip his wrist and press his left palm. A group of gravels that rushed like meteors immediately circled the awning boat and returned to the original route.
snap——
Click——
After two loud noises in succession, a huge burst of smoke and dust was stirred up in the shallows on the shore. The gravel was piled up in an orderly manner, like a prison, tightly trapping the few mandrills that had just attacked.
Everyone was shocked.
I no longer dare to act rashly.
"Mr. Shang is very clever." A deep voice suddenly sounded. It was Huang Taixian. "I haven't seen you for a few days. I didn't expect you to have entered the seventh level of Lingxiao Realm."
Of course Chen Tian could hear the sarcasm beneath the words.
You must know that he was originally an extraordinary monk in the fifth level of the Destiny Realm, far superior to the Lingtai Realm. However, due to the suppression of the Curse of the Cricket and the serious injuries after the Makino battle, it was difficult for him to return to his peak.
And the current seventh level of Lingxiao Realm is certainly not as good as Wong Tai Sin's Lingtai Realm, and of course he used it to make innuendo.
But Chen Tian turned a deaf ear to this and didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, he started talking about something else: "Back then, you and I had an appointment to have a decisive battle at the end of the month. I wonder what Wong Tai Sin is thinking about?"
"Oh? Are you very confident?" Huang Taixian was astonished and sneered, "It seems that Guzhi Headquarters still has no intention of giving up on Feng Shui Spring." Of course Weng Lian knew this former comrade in front of him, and he was waiting to hear it.
After the sarcasm, he glared angrily: "Do you know how many people under the Guzhi Sect were almost unable to maintain their human form after losing the Feng Shui Spring, and almost lost their sanity?
What!"
"The Immortal Lord is not kind to you! But you repay kindness with hatred!"
"brute!"
"If we have different principles, we should not conspire against each other." Huang Taixian did not get angry when he heard the abuse. Instead, his face was indifferent, "Old fellow, I have a few words of advice for you."
"The fate and future of mountain monsters and water monsters need to be controlled in one's own hands. If you rely on outsiders, you will definitely be severely constrained."
Having said this, Huang Daxian glanced at Chentian, and then looked at Weng Lian, who looked indignant: "The pursuit of the so-called paradise is nothing more than passive escape, but where can we escape because of natural selection?"
"Dongjun Immortal Master has gone through nine thousand years of spring and autumn, but she still hasn't understood Xuantian Avenue. Could it be that as a confidant, you have never reminded her to change her thinking?"
"And it was because my warning was ineffective that I finally established a new branch." Huang Taixian raised his eyes and said slowly, "The current situation is changing and it is different from the past. You should try less to pressure me with benevolence, justice and morality, otherwise it will only appear that you are stupid and loyal.
hopeless."
That’s it for now.
Wong Tai Sin turned around and walked towards Fushan. The mandrills on both sides retreated like a tide, giving way to the road. He suddenly stopped and said without looking back:
"If you fight, you will fight!" "Our Qingyuan Sect will accompany you to the end!"
