Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

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Seeing that they were taking pills and meditating again, the river god on the opposite side quickly took out the pills and took them, not caring that the ground was full of broken vines and leaves, and sat down on his buttocks, meditating to restore his spiritual power.

Half an hour after the truce between the two sides, Qiushi's spiritual power had fully recovered. Hei Lin pulled him up and flicked his index finger at him.

Immediately, the green sap of vines and broken leaves on Qiushi's face and robe disappeared, and the messy hair returned to its original state.

Qiu Shi, who was still dirty and embarrassed just now, has become a beautiful boy in a fluttering white robe.

Hei Lin smiled, pointed to the opposite side and said, "Continue!"

Heshen didn't have high-grade pills, so naturally he didn't recover as quickly as Qiushi.

Seeing Qiushi stabbing him with his sword again, he quickly stood up with his sword staggering, ripped off his robe, straightened his messy hair, and cursed: "Shameless villain, it's not fair..."

Hei Lin sneered, "It's not fair, is it?"

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves.

He Shen was struggling to resist Qiu Shi's sword move, and suddenly felt that his cultivation had improved a little.

Now, although his spiritual power has not fully recovered, but his cultivation base has improved, logically, Qiushi is not his opponent.

The God of the River laughed loudly, and stabbed Qiushi with his sword.

This is what Hei Lin wants. Only when the opponent is a little bit stronger than Qiu Shi can Qiu Shi keep improving.

The two fought for another two hours.

Still no winner.

When he was tired, he rested for a while, Qiu Shi took the Yangyuan Pill, and when his spiritual power recovered, he raised his sword and rushed forward.

As for the River God, although he did not recover as fast as Qiu Shi, Hei Lin continued to improve his cultivation level little by little.

In this way, every time he played against each other, his overall level was higher than that of Qiushi.

It is precisely because he has been unable to fight that Qiushi has more motivation to find Heshen to practice his sword.

Just like this, they competed for a while, rested for a while, and fought straight for three days and three nights.

Although Qiu Shi did not win, he gained a lot.

The cultivation of the river god was relaxed by the patriarch to the later stage of foundation establishment.

He is a boy in the early stage of foundation establishment, but he has not lost to a master who is actually in the Nascent Soul stage, and his cultivation base has been suppressed to the late stage of foundation establishment. In this way, he is still slightly better.

Hei Lin was very satisfied with the result, hugged Qiushi, and stuffed a pill of Yangyuan into his mouth.

And the river god fell on the ground with his back to the sky, panting like a cow, watching the falling vines and broken leaves, filled with anger and hatred.

Thinking that he is a mighty river god, a mighty Nascent Soul stage strongman, but he was suppressed to practice swords with a brat, what a shame?

His vines, his flowers, his robes, and his hair... were all destroyed.

He must kill these two...

But he was too tired to move, he couldn't even lift his sword, so how could he take revenge?

When Qiu Shi regained his spiritual power, Hei Lin snapped his fingers at him.

Immediately, he became a handsome young man in a white robe fluttering cleanly.

Hei Lin smiled at the beautiful boy, and flicked his sleeves again.

Immediately, a slender whip bound the river god tightly.

"Let go of me! Let go quickly... You shameless villains, dare to be so presumptuous, I will definitely not let you go, I will definitely skin your muscles and tear you into pieces..."

Unable to break free, the River God had no choice but to be stubborn and vent his anger verbally.

Hei Lin sneered, and handed the end of the whip to Qiushi: "Take it, let's go out."

The purpose has been achieved, it is time for them to go.

Before leaving, the river god's sword had to be taken away, and of course the felt blanket that wrapped the children had to be taken away too.

In the past three days, Qiu Shi practiced swords, and Hei Lin did not let the children be wronged.

Roasting by the fire, eating cakes, watching people compare swords, that day was even better than when I was at home.

After three days of feeding, the children were actually fatter than before.

Qiushi held the end of the whip in one hand and the patriarch's hand in the other, stepped on the water with his boots, followed the fireball and the felt blanket, and walked to the other side of the cave.

I was very excited.

He was so happy not only because they saved the children and captured the river god, but also because of his great improvement in swordsmanship.

Qiu Shi raised his head to look at Hei Lin, his eyes were red and he choked up, and said, "Master Patriarch, thank you!"

Hei Lin raised his hand to touch his face, smiled lightly and said, "No need to thank you."

Inside the cave, Hei Qiu and Hei Qiu are looking at each other tenderly.

Outside the cave, there was a lot of noise and noise.

Three days later, the Weishui River was still exposed, without a drop of water.The delta is still packed with people.

The Taoist priests who practiced the law, the people in the yamen, the parents of weeping boys and girls, and the people onlookers.

And the Qin family!

Fat San knelt at the entrance of the cave, burning with anxiety.

It's been three days and three nights, why haven't the patriarch and junior brother come up yet?

Is it true that something unexpected has happened as the Qin family said?

But the patriarch is so powerful, how is it possible?

Zeng Xuliang was arguing with someone right now.

Seeing that the sacrifice was not possible, Zhou Tongpan invited the Qin family and forced the yamen and the common people to pay money to collect 20 taels of reward.

"Master Zhou, you were forced to do the sacrifice back then, but so what? Three days have passed, and the Weishui River has not seen a single drop of water. Now you want to ask the Qin family to get rid of demons, 20 taels of silver, you are trying to force Wei to death City people!"

Pointing to the Qin family, he said, "It's even more shameful to sit on the ground and raise the price!"

It was still 10 taels of silver before, but seeing that they failed to make sacrifices, the lion opened his mouth and raised it to 20 taels.

Shameless!

Facing the questioning, Zhou Tongpan sneered and said, "The Weishui River has always had the custom of worshiping the river god. If your father, Mr. Zeng, insisted on breaking this custom, how could he anger the river god and punish me in Weicheng? Punish the people of Weicheng? What the people suffer now is the fault of your father."

Zeng Zhizhou was so angry that his face turned blue, he clutched his chest, and was on the verge of falling.

"Father/father-in-law." Zeng Xuliang and Yu Feihu quickly stepped forward to support him: "Don't be angry, don't fall into this villain's trick..."

Wan'er was worried about her father's safety, and Yu Feihu, who loved his wife dearly, would naturally come to Delta to take a look. Don't let Zhou Tong judge that the Qin family is mad at his father-in-law.

Although the general judge is only a deputy, but this week the general judge is very arrogant. In the past, he always opposed his father-in-law, but now he made a big fuss by taking advantage of the Weishui River and pouring dirty water on his father-in-law.

Seeing that Zeng Zhizhou was furious, Zhou Tong judge became more energetic: "Since your Zeng family made a mistake, you have to bear the responsibility, 20 taels of silver, your Zeng family will pay 15 taels, isn't it too much?"

Yu Feihu scolded angrily: "You are the one who insists on inviting the Qin family, so why do you ask my father-in-law to pay the money?"

Zhou Tongpan sneered and said: "Just because your Zeng family is a sinner, just because your Zeng family is rich. The daughter of the Zeng family is married, and she is dressed in red makeup. Who doesn't know that the silver at the bottom of the box alone is 50 taels?"

50 taels?Immediately, the people onlookers discussed and became very angry.

"I heard that Zhizhou's monthly salary is only a dozen taels of silver, how can he afford the 50 taels of dowry silver?"

"Could it be corruption..."

"It must be!"

Knowing that Zhou has been an official for decades, he is honest and fair, but he never thought that when he was old, he would be suspected of corruption?

Immediately, the blood came to his head, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the side.

Zeng Xuliang supported him tightly, and angrily reprimanded everyone: "Nonsense. My father is an upright official, and he never corrupted the people of Weicheng for a copper coin. How dare you make something out of nothing and spout blood?"

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks emerged from the crowd, and said in a strange way: "If there is no corruption, where did the 50 taels of dowry silver come from?"

Zeng Xuliang gritted his teeth and said: "Don't you know that my mother is the daughter of the richest man in Yangzhou? My mother's dowry back then was a million people, and my Zeng family donated more than 1 taels of silver every year. Corruption?"

Hearing his words, everyone was taken aback.

Darling, how big a house does it take for a dowry of millions of taels of silver!

Zeng Xuliang pointed at Zhou Tongpan again and angrily reprimanded: "You are jealous that my father is more capable than you, and that my Zeng family is rich, so you waste all your time and slander my father? The Qin family is willing to come to get rid of the demon, but you agreed to be attached to the Qin family? I will definitely sue the emperor and sue you for the crime of forming a party for private purposes and conspiracy to rebel."

Never thought that he would be charged with such a big crime, Zhou Tong was dumbfounded for a moment, unable to speak up.

This is the death penalty for implicating the nine clans!

It is much more serious than that crime of corruption.

After arguing for so long, the Qin family, who had been watching coldly, finally spoke.

Qin Wenmin sneered and said, "Mr. Zeng, why bother to slander others? Since your father loves the people like a son, and your Zeng family is so rich, why didn't you give out the 20 taels of silver to get rid of that evildoer for the people of Weicheng? Since Why do you say you love the people like your sons, and refuse to give money?"

He continued: "Or is it that the so-called Ziyun Palace expert invited by Mr. Zeng is just a liar, who embarrassed Mr. Zeng and became angry and unwilling to give money?"

As soon as Ziyun Palace was mentioned, Fat San stopped crying, stood up, and drew his sword.

But the tip of the sword just touched the barrier, and the barrier broke.

Fat San was taken aback.

How did the barrier break?

Grandpa and the others are coming up?

Immediately overjoyed, he rushed out, pointed at Qin Wenmin with a sword and scolded: "Presumptuous, how dare you slander my Purple Cloud Palace?"

Qin Wenmin spread his hands and said with a sneer, "I still need to slander Ziyun Palace? Didn't everyone present witness the people from your Ziyun Palace jumping into the cave to eliminate demons?"

"Then let me ask you, three days have passed, has the evildoer gone? Is there any water in the Weishui River?"

Fat San was so angry that his face was flushed, and his eyes were blazing: "My Ziyun Palace patriarch is omnipotent in slaying demons and eliminating demons. That day, when he cast a spell on Weicheng to rain water, the people in Zhizhou Yamen saw it for all to see?"

Hearing this, everyone in the Zhizhou Yamen who watched Hei Lin cast a spell to rain that day nodded their heads one after another: "I did see it, the rain was crashing down..."

Qin Wenmin sneered and said: "It just happened to be raining that day. Besides, even if the rain was cast by your Purple Cloud Palace, so what, you can't beat the God of the River?"

Fat San clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, arguing angrily: "Why can't my Patriarch of the Ziyun Palace be defeated by the River God? Your Qin family is the one who bullies the world!"

The weasel huddled around in his sleeve, wishing he could rush out and fight that little boy with all his might.

How dare you belittle the Immortal Elder and Master?