night

A misty night shrouded the earth, and a crescent moon hung above the sky.

The hazy moonlight sprinkled on the earth, like a silver ribbon, entwined with the night.

The stars are in the sky, speckled and speckled, shining brightly and twinkling.

Li Banxian's mansion is magnificent, the rockery is towering, the attic is towering, and the sound of the water flow is slowly flowing down from the rockery.

A fly, gently stirring its wings behind it, fluttered gently.

A hazy light came from the attic.

The attic tiles, like scales, are woven into a grid of thin bamboo pieces, and the tiles are embedded in it, from the bottom to the top, one by one embedded in the bamboo net, and the upper one must be pressed down on the lower one.

From above, as if covered with fish scales,

The light is more fiery red, which is the candle flame of the candle.

The flies flew lightly on top of the layer of window paper, silently motionless.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, it was late at night.

The night is thicker and everything is silent.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

The attic door opened, and a man stepped out, his few strands of beard visible by the faint candlelight.

The man gently closed the wooden door of the attic and walked towards the backyard of the mansion step by step.

The fly's eyes were blazing, staring at the visitor closely.

After the man left, the followers followed.

The man walked out of the back door and walked on the streets of Pingyao Town, not fast or slow, but extremely careful.

Although Pingyao is an ancient town, like other towns, there is a night blackout at night, and people are not allowed to roam the streets.

It is obvious that the man is extremely familiar with Pingyao Town, especially the patrol situation, and is very experienced in avoiding the patrol soldiers.

Soon, a temple appeared in front of it.

The temple is ordinary, built of bluestone, and the plaque on it reads River Temple!

The man looked around, but strode in directly.

The gates of the river temple are open, all year round, day and night.

In the center of the river temple is a statue of a shrimp-headed deity, about one zhang high, wearing armor, holding a steel fork, with angry eyes and a mouth.

The end is majestic and mighty.

Beneath the idol is ten candles.

The flaming red candle kept burning, the flames danced, and the fiery red light illuminated all directions, dispelling the darkness.

"Li Banxian, why are you here?" After the man walked into the River Temple, a dissatisfied word came from inside the River Temple.

The man immediately smiled and explained, "Brother Wang, I have no choice but to ask Brother Wang for help?"

"What can be as important as the river god's affairs, in this eventful time, it's better that you and I don't meet,"

The man turned around and walked into the River Temple, outside the River Temple, Yang Qifeng's eyes flickered.

Sure enough, as he guessed, directly calculating the rain points, such a skill would not appear in this Li Banxian, such a master as Yuan Shoucheng is rare.

Taking a step back, Yuan Shoucheng also appeared in Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, which was a city with a population of millions, and in the small town of more than 100,000 people in front of him.

In collusion with the river god, it is no wonder that he can calculate the number of rain points tomorrow.

Walking clouds and rain, this is the duty of the dragon clan, but this is not ancient times, no matter the rivers and lakes in the world, all are the reign of the dragon king.

There is a dragon king in the well, a dragon king in the river, and a dragon king in the river.

Now that the power of the dragon clan has declined, many rivers and lakes have been occupied by other races.

Now this river temple still belongs to the dragon clan's sphere of influence.

There are three major races under the command of the dragon clan, turtles, shrimps, and crabs, and the river god here is a shrimp clan.

The river temple has its own prohibition, isolating the inside and outside, and the sound cannot be heard.

Yang Qifeng's eyes flashed with black light in the www.biquge.info of the Fun Pavilion, and his narrow wings fanned. 、

A gust of wind howled and blew from afar.

Bang Bang Bang !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The gate that the wind blows, keeps shaking,

There was a sound of slapping, and taking this good opportunity, Yang Qifeng turned into a golden light.

Divine power outflowed, a fly, glowing with divine light.

With the help of the sound of slapping, he quickly flew into the river temple.

A golden curtain appeared out of thin air.

The divine light enters the water, and the waves are channeled, blocking a qiē.

The divine light flashed out, and the flies quickly blended into it, without causing the slightest wave,

Flying into the river temple, the fly showed a human smile,

Divine power, this is no stranger to Yang Qifeng, when he was in Daze Mountain, he already understood the divine power very thoroughly,

Brief imitation will not be bad cuò.

This is the power of Tiangang Thirty-six, like the seventy-two changes of the earth, not only refining the physical body, but also growing in change.

This change is not an imitation of the image, but a temporary change.

For example, after Yang Qifeng changed into the god of Daze Mountain, the demonic energy on his body could be turned into divine power.

I can't see the clues, but this time certainly can't last long, only for a short time.

Therefore, if you want to give full play to the art of change, you must temper your physical body and cultivate it together.

This is also the reason why the monkey's transformation technique has repeatedly been promoted, but other people's transformation techniques are not good, and they are easily recognized, and this is the reason.

Tiangang's thirty-six changes, lost the effect of refining the body, and most of them were abandoned, and among the several magical powers that came with it, the art of change was only one of the small paths.

Just cultivating the way of change of Tiangang Thirty-six seems to be good in the early stage, but it has a fatal flaw in the later stage, which is easy to detect, and can only blind ordinary immortals.

Entering the temple of the river god, he flew lightly, and came to a curtain behind, motionless.

Quietly began to listen, the conversation between Li Banxian and Miao Zhu inside.

"Brother Wang, now you are the only one who can help my brother,"

"No, now Pingyao Town is an eventful season, don't be reckless and cause trouble,"

"Brother Wang," Li Banxian's words were mixed with anger,

After begging and begging to no avail.

He was also angry and shouted loudly.

The volume of the words in his mouth was constantly rising, and he shouted loudly, "Brother Wang, you need to know, my name as a half-immortal is not something I want to fool those fools."

"Those stupid guys, the smell of them makes me sick,"

"In the face of such an ant-like guy, I have to wear a smiling face every day,"

"For what? It's not the river god's plan."

"This is the order of the river god,"

"This half-immortal name, if you lose it, you have a bad plan, how do you explain it to the river god master?"