The water surface suddenly surged with huge waves, "bang", "bang", and several groups of water splashed out of the river.
The water under the water was boiling and surging violently like a boiling pot of water, and the impact caused by the spell below was eliminated in the rapids.
Zhang Wenfeng's eyes became extremely sharp, and all the veins appeared in his right hand holding the Hunran Sword. He waved the sleeve of his left hand to disperse the spray of water rushing towards him. His whole figure was like an unsheathed sword, with a condensed momentum, and the sword fit perfectly with his body. He was concentrating on exploring the water surface.
Movement below.
The second senior brother took out two bags of preserved fruits and dried meat and asked the boatman named Zhang Wenle to deliver them to everyone who was warming up. He chopped down trees to make firewood, then raised a bonfire to warm up with the returning boatmen.
He ate some dry biscuits and dried meat that he had stored in the Xumi space to fill his stomach, and chatted with Lajia Chang and asked about the life of a boatman.
Hearing the noise coming from the water below, the second senior brother stood up and patted the shoulder of the boatman who was getting up, and said with a smile: "The temple master is here, everything will be fine. You keep warm by the fire, I'll go take a look."
He jumped and flew to the bottom of the cliff thirty or forty feet high, disappearing from the sight of the boatman.
The young boatman was holding a bag of dry biscuits fried and baked with fine flour mixed with large oil, and braised pork jerky in his hands. He was looking at the dark cliffs a few feet away. It felt very unreal, like a dream. He had not recovered yet?
The immortal master had no ill intentions towards him, he just didn't understand why he was so nice to him?
I just went to deliver food, and except for one person who preferred to go hungry, everyone else accepted it, not to give him face, but to see the face of the immortal master.
The two boatman men over there stood up and ran over. Even the blind man could see that the immortal master appreciated the joy of being lucky. Seeing the hope of survival, they gathered together and laughed and talked softly.
The second senior brother drew his sword in his hand and paid attention to the movement on the water surface without disturbing the viewer.
The underwater battle should be very fierce, with blood and water rising to the surface.
The two of them couldn't help, so they could only wait above and be ready to respond at any time, which was more anxious than going into the water to fight on their own.
Someone flew from the northeast, saw several fires, and shouted loudly: "Master Zhang, Feng is late."
The second senior brother hurriedly flew into the air to greet the arriving Feng Chengyun, explained in a low voice, landed near the water surface, and was on guard in three directions, moving his body from time to time in accordance with the direction of the surging river below.
"They're coming out, be careful not to accidentally hurt them!"
Zhang Wenfeng transmitted the message to the two of them. He used his spiritual consciousness to detect the movement three feet below the water, and followed his words.
"Wow!" Chen Qingqiao rushed out of the water with a gourd in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. His robe was torn in several places, his left shoulder was bloody and his face was blue. Unfortunately, he was injured again.
Following the dazzling light, two figures rushed out from the water. Shi Huaian was holding a nearly two-foot-long catfish in his hand. There was a fatal wound on the top of the catfish's huge head. Its four beards were drooping, and it had long lost its vitality.
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The Liusha watersuit on Yue Anyan's body did not stick to any water, and the light quickly converged after getting out of the water.
A white silk thread in her hand disappeared into her cuff and quickly flew to the viewer's side.
There was a little regret in my heart. If Chen Qingqiao hadn't been unable to hold on, they would have joined forces to kill the water demon who had entered the trap just now. Several of her treasures had many wonderful uses. Unfortunately, the success fell short. The water demon escaped from the direction of Chen Guanzhu, and then
There is little hope of finding the slippery monster in the waters.
Feng Chengyun said in surprise: "It's hard work for the three of you to get rid of a bad thing. Under water, fish spirits and water monsters don't like to fight."
Shi Huaian laughed dryly: "This monster was killed by Guanzhu Zhang earlier. We failed to get rid of the other one, so we conveniently picked up the monster that sank to the bottom of the water."
Glancing at the injured Chen Qingqiao, he was so depressed that he couldn't get all the credit for his good work.
If Guanzhu Zhang could get into the water, with Guanzhu Zhang's terrifying fighting power, he would definitely not give the monster a chance to escape.
Of course, if Zhang Guanzhu could get into the water, nothing would happen to them and they would not be summoned.
Zhang Wenfeng scanned for a moment and saw no trace of the water monster. Knowing that the monster would not show up for a while, he said: "Go up and rest first. Master Chen, how is your injury? Do you need any healing pills?"
Chen Qingqiao was at a disadvantage because his magic weapon was not good enough. He once had a water inheritance treasure "Black Weaving Clothes", which was damaged in the battle to kill the witch cultivator in Xihe Town. Otherwise, he would not have become a drag.
He understood that Guanzhu Zhang was excusing him by saying this, so he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The injury doesn't matter..."
"Okay, let's go up first and then think of a way to kill the water demon."
Zhang Wenfeng interrupted Chen Qingqiao's last words and smiled gently. He and the bad-luck Chen Qingqiao were old friends, and he couldn't bear to see his old friend blaming himself.
"Bang", Shi Huaian threw the sticky and slippery catfish essence into the rocks on the shore, and said in a deep voice: "How about I summon Protector Xie and trouble him to go to Xindu City and ask the rain patrol to come? Is that monster affected? If it is seriously injured, it will retaliate wildly and attack ships in the water for hundreds of miles, and we can't prevent it at all."
Zhang Wenfeng also has a big head. After letting the tiger escape, it will be difficult to catch the tiger again.
Moreover, the water patrolmen are invited to come. We can't afford to waste time. By tomorrow morning, I don't know how many ships have already suffered.
"Fellow Taoist Shi, please wait a moment. I'll ask someone to come and try."
Zhang Wenfeng could only give it a try and sent a message to Tu Ling. Tu Ling was an old demon from more than five hundred years ago. Even if he only recovered to the third level, his knowledge was far beyond theirs. Maybe there was a way to clean up the underwater world. monster?
If it were a free-spirited monk, it would be difficult to find traces of the water demon without the special detection treasures of the Water Patroller.
Everyone guessed who Zhang Guanzhu was writing to invite, so they all waited on the shore.
It will take time for other Huaqi Realm monks from the Daolu Branch of the county and county police officers to arrive.
When the second brother saw that he was free, he sent a message to the temple owner and Yue Anyan, and briefly explained Zhang Wenle's story. The two were greatly surprised. They walked over to the fire and saw the young boatman who hurriedly stood up and saluted. He looked at the disheveled hair. I already believed 70% of the appearance I saw below.
I heard that the lame uncle's leg was a hamstring broken by a woman. The love and hatred in it are very interesting.
Zhang Wenfeng asked the second senior brother and Yue Anyan to accompany the others. He sat by the fire, asked the dark-faced and somewhat reserved boatman to sit down, and said with a smile: "Before dark, I fished out a man from the water with a person hanging at his feet. The tall one, is that you?"
"It's a villain. Thank you God...the immortal master for saving your life."
"Don't call me Master God, just call me Guanzhu. You are good at water. You were able to surface in strong winds and waves even if your feet were tangled up. Well, if you survive a disaster, you will be lucky, so don't worry."
Zhang Wenfeng chatted away the boatman's nervousness.
He guessed that the lame uncle was able to reunite with his flesh and blood. Perhaps Mo Ye's contribution was part of this?
Yao Yao is mysterious, mysterious and mysterious, who can say clearly.
After chatting for a while, the Tu Ling wearing a khaki short robe quietly appeared nearby. Zhang Wenfeng stood up and walked aside, told the Tu Ling what had happened, and asked the Tu Ling if there was any way to find traces of the escaped water demon?
Originally, I thought it was not a big deal that couldn't be solved, so I didn't need to bother the earth spirit to come forward.
Nowadays, human life is at stake, and those who should be troubled will still have to be troubled. We cannot sit back and ignore mortal lives just because we are afraid of trouble.
Tu Kun nodded slightly in response to the salutes of the others, without making up his face as if someone owed him money. His eyes fell on the catfish spirit and said: "I'll try it with the essence and blood of this spirit. If it doesn't work,
, please hire another Gao Ming."
Since he advanced to the third level, he has added many small formations to the second and outer layers of the Taoist Temple Gate Formation, especially the back mountain area, which is as defensive as an iron barrel. They no longer have to worry about being caught if something happens when they go out.
Discover the whereabouts of the bronze lamp.
Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands and asked the earth spirit to let him go.
Tu Kun took half a jar of sticky catfish essence and blood, cast a magic spell on it, flew to the distant river, poured the thick black blood in the bowl into the water along the way, poured it all the way downstream, and disappeared into the drizzle of night.
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Everyone was not greeted and could not go to watch, so they waited on the river bank.
The county's law enforcement guards arrived, followed by many good government officials. They received an interview from the head of the courtyard and briefly questioned the surviving boat passengers and boatmen.
The second senior brother gave the somewhat nervous young boatman a gentle smile.