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"How can this area of ​​the river be like this?"

Looking at the river surface full of whirlpools and monstrous waves, Zhao Feng couldn't help frowning.

"Maybe the Dragon King is angry?"

The beautiful woman was close to him, and in addition to her admiration and admiration, her eyes were full of water, and she said in a gentle tone:

"Forget it, let's find an inn to rest."

Not far away, passers-by clearly noticed this scene, but they didn't talk about it.

After all, the world is getting worse and morals have been lost. Regarding the ambiguous relationship between monks and women from wealthy families, everyone does not have so much resistance in their hearts, but they are full of respect for Zhao Feng.

"If only this eminent monk could teach me a trick and a half... Not to mention that I can run amok in the world, I don't have to worry about wolves, tigers and leopards, monsters and ghosts, and I can do business with peace of mind."

"Oh, what are you thinking, you start dreaming in broad daylight."

"I have a daughter in my family. She was born beautiful, but unfortunately she didn't bring it out. If this Buddha takes a fancy to her, it will ensure the prosperity of the family for a hundred years."

The voice of the discussion came into Zhao Feng's ears without a word, but he was calm, still looking at the river, and replied, "The Dragon King has disappeared, if there is any water god, it is also a monster who has become a spirit, and he is temporarily stealing the throne of God. ."

These words seem to be said to the plump and beautiful woman next to him, but in fact, he is talking to himself.

"However, as long as the water beasts who have opened the intelligence will not hide in the mainstream, they will choose the tributaries with gentle water flow and the deep pools to live in seclusion."

"Stand on the shore and wait, this thing will be safe."

Saying that, Zhao Feng took out a pendant from his arms. It looked small, but when the storm rose, it instantly formed a pagoda.

The whole body of this magic weapon is made of golden rock, emitting a sacred light, and once it appears, it will cause a commotion.

"Seventh-order Buddha?!"

"Awesome magic weapon."

Surrounded by people who traveled south and north, there are many people of insight, and they can see the extraordinary things at a glance.

Nine is the highest number of yang, and has always been highly praised by Taoists. The top Taoist martial arts in martial arts novels, "Nine Yin Zhenjing", the top magical power of fantasy "all those who are fighting soldiers are in the front" nine-character mantra, and even the top elixir in traditional myths— —

Nine turns golden pill.

At the same time, it was also used by the emperor as his own name.

But Buddhism is different.

The number seven is very unusual in Buddhism. It is a lucky number. The highest pagoda is the seventh level, also known as the seventh-level Buddha.

As the saying goes, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda", which also comes from this.

And the small pendant in front of him turned into a golden stone tower, seven stories high, which must contain great mana!

"Don't worry about me, it should be the two fellow Daoists who are fighting against some great monster, go to help the fist, and return in a moment."

Zhao Feng looked at the plain hand holding his monk's robe and smiled confidently.

Compared with Lu Li, who is more reserved in terms of emotions, he is different. He goes to the other extreme, and his life style is quite open-minded.

Whatever girl you like, go after it boldly. The beautiful woman in front of her, no matter her figure, appearance, or personality, makes her heart move, and she simply takes action.

"Zhao Lang, are you going to fight? Then take it with you. I'm safe on the shore."

"No need."

"With a great **** in charge, what kind of ghosts and ghosts will end up in ashes. If it's too late, I'm afraid I won't even be able to make soy sauce."

After the words fell, Zhao Feng did not hesitate, jumped high, and began to head towards the bottom of the river with the help of inertia.

Leaving behind the beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure, sitting alone beside the Buddha, a pair of watery apricot eyes stared at the turbulent river, waiting for the handsome young monk to return.

Ten feet... Twenty feet... Hundred feet...

Why hasn't it sunk to the bottom yet?

At the same time, the questions that Lu Li and Gao Qian once raised appeared in Zhao Feng's heart.

In fact, he already regretted leaving the seventh-level pagoda on the shore, and the strong undercurrent from all directions almost pushed it back to the upper level.

And that Buddhist utensil is one of the important inheritances, far more powerful than passers-by guessed.

Seven is the number that exceeds six. Therefore, when the Buddha was born, he walked seven steps and gave birth to lotus in seven steps. The first six steps represent the reincarnation of the six realms, and the seventh step represents the transcendence of the six realms.

In addition, the sound of "seven" is the same as "period". Therefore, the practice is often carried out for seven periods, and it is expected that the practice will be successful and surpass the normal practice.

That Buddha slaughterhouse has infinite wonderful uses, Zhao Feng has a strong hunch that this thing will accompany him for a long time, not to mention other things, it can play a big role just now, and he can ensure that he will not sink so hard.

the other side.

In the underwater dragon palace.

Lu Li and Gao Qian are conducting a carpet search.

Now, the news that the treasure house of the Dragon Palace really exists has been extracted from the mouth of Qingjiao. How can there be a reason to return empty-handed?

It's ridiculous to say, this enchantress is definitely a petty man, and at first he said that he would take the night pearl as compensation.

It is true that in the eyes of ordinary people, it is worth thousands of dollars and can guarantee the prosperity and wealth of generations of people, but is Lu Li an ordinary person?

Conspiracy the position of the supreme humane.

He never forgets the position of Emperor Fengdu.

The things that really attracted Lu Li's attention were the Treasure House of the Dragon Palace and the Seal of the Dragon God.

As the mother rivers of the Chinese nation, the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the Huaihe River and the Jishui River have an extraordinary status. Whenever the emperor holds sacrifices on major national events, the Five Mountains are regarded as the three princes, and the Sidu are regarded as the princes.

"It is said in the Taoist Cang that, since the Han Dynasty, the river flows to Linjin, the river flows to Jiangdu, the Huai flows to the Ping family, and the aid flows to the borders of Linyi.

Gao Qian carried the gourd on his back and searched everywhere, wishing to stay on each floor for a while, in case there were hidden spaces below.

At the same time, there are plausible words in the mouth:

"Could it be that the Dragon God Seal is not in the palace, but in the Jiangdu Dragon King Palace?"

"probably not."

Lu Li frowned, "I have a clone of King Mingling, which can monitor the entire southern Zhili area."

"Time has changed, and the Jiangdu Dragon King Temple has been completely abandoned, and it is even more impossible to have a divine seal."

The two of you are talking to me, but your hands are not slow, and you continue to search.

Sometimes bending over and beating, sometimes concentrating and calming down, using Wang Qi technique.

The Bull Demon is no exception, constantly raising his hooves to check for hidden spaces or traps under his feet.

"It's weird, it's weird."

"There should be no shortage of giant fish, dragons and snakes in the Yangtze River. How can it be so desolate?"

"The boss and Gao Qian are bull noses."

"It shouldn't be, there is a world-destroying scene on the river side, but the Dragon Palace at the bottom stands still."

In the distance, a voice came from outside the hall.

Gao Qian's head is full of black lines, he is just receiving Taoist inheritance, how can he become a bull's nose?

On the other hand, Lu Li couldn't help frowning~www.readwn.com~ Hearing Zhao Feng's meaning, something went wrong on Jiang's face.

How did Zuo Qianhu and his group cross the river?

There is no way to get around this moat.

Pull the hair and move the whole body!

Leaving aside those comrades who rushed to Shiliting ahead of time, Pudu Cihang, a thousand-year-old demon, will also follow along...

We must find a way to solve the problem, otherwise, as a fisherman, how can I start a plan?

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