Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 51

Changchun Temple is located in Qinghe County, Quanting County. It was established more than 300 years ago after Lu Changchun, a disciple of Miao Youzong's true biography, was concentrating.

It is said that when Lu Changchun first came to Qinghe County, when the earth’s atmosphere changed and the river flooded, he cut off a peak from among the mountains and threw it into the Qingjiang River to pull the ground veins and hold down the water dragons, and built a Taoist temple based on this. It has become the current Changchun Temple.

Therefore, the Changchun Temple stands in the middle of the Qingjiang River.

When Mi Luo arrived at Changchun Temple, it was already sunset, and a faint mist had already risen on the surface of the river. As soon as the sunset glowed, it immediately became golden and red, and a bamboo boat slid by, disrupting the scenery on the river. A piece of golden scales.

"Brother Miao Youzong above! Please come down and explain."

A long whistle sounded, Mi Luo looked down and saw a fisherman standing on the light boat, shouting at him.

"what?"

Mi Luo gave a startled cry, he just came here on a crane, when he passed the bamboo boat, he didn't notice anything wrong with this old man, now he looked closely, only to find that this old man's aura is in harmony with the water of Qingjiang River, so he is almost mortal.

Think about the well-known monks near Qinghe County.He drove the black crane down, suspended above the Qingjiang River, looked at the fisherman, cupped his hands and said: "Dare to ask the boatman, but Qingshuiweng?"

The fisherman was wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, and his beard and hair were all white. He looked at Mi Luo and said happily, "Haha, I didn't expect to hear my name. I don't know where you are. I came here today, but for Participate in the Evergreen Sacrifice at Changchun Temple?"

"I am Miluo from Xiangyan Temple in Lu'an County. I was invited by Brother Gu Dao, the master of Changchun Temple, to come to participate in the funeral ceremony. Why is the old man here?"

Mi Luo looked at the fisherman with slightly puzzled eyes.

Although this Qingshui Weng is a casual cultivator, his origin is not simple, his ancestors were true disciples of a small fairy sect.

Later, the immortal sect fell, and many disciples scattered all over the place. The ancestors of Qingshuiweng took one of the inheritances and took root in Qinghe County.

Therefore, this Qingshui Weng practiced Sanjiazi and was already a monk in the Yuye Realm.

Moreover, since Jiazi, he has often been on the banks of the Qingjiang River, helping businessmen. He has also given help and guidance to many casual practitioners who came to ask for advice. He is quite prestigious in Quanting County.

It stands to reason that Changchun Temple would definitely invite him to hold a sacrificial ceremony.

"Don't think about it too much. I lost a bet with Taoist Gu. I want to catch a spirit fish from the Qingjiang River as a sacrifice. Look, the spirit fish is here right now?"

As he spoke, Qingshui Weng pointed at the water surface of the Qingjiang River, and a stream of vitality flew out from his fingertips. It was like a ray of breeze at first, but after flying far away, it became bigger and bigger, turning into white waves, rolling around the river, rolling endlessly.

Affected by this, the water in the Qingjiang River was chaotic, and the torrent rushed wildly, forcing out a giant fish from the bottom.

The body of the fish is huge, with a length of three feet. On the left and right sides, there are huge fins like wings. The head is like a carp, and the back is like a sharp blade. The whole body is covered with fine silver-blue fish scales, revealing a trace of crystal clear light.

"Flying cum fish?"

Mi Luo exclaimed, this kind of fish can be regarded as a tyrant in Yangzhou's ground water system, and it is a heterogeneous species born in the South China Sea. Because of its strong reproductive ability and migratory characteristics, it spreads all over the Junjiang River and all branches of the Junjiang River.

Flying fish are born to stir up wind and waves, and after death, their corpses can pollute water sources, and some alien species can also drive plagues.

It belongs to the kind of existence that is annoying when alive, and even more troublesome after death.

It is also one of the most hated alien beasts by the people of Yangzhou.

The flying cum fish in front of him was already more than half the length of its kind, so it could be regarded as a king fish.

Feeling threatened, it opened its mouth and spewed out three streams of dark water vapor, followed by a cold and rotten spirit rushing in all directions, like three anacondas rolling up and down in the Qingjiang River.

Xuanhe was frightened and flew upwards in a hurry, Mi Luo frowned, and was about to help, the clouds and mists on the Qingshui Weng surged and gathered upwards, turning into a white canopy, hanging down with white mist, no matter how the anaconda impacted, No matter how many water waves are stirred up, the clouds and mists cannot be broken, affecting the bamboo boat.

"Come! Come! Come! Come to my basket, little fish!"

Qingshuiweng waved his coir raincoat, his vitality was surging, and strong winds suddenly rose from all directions, converging and surging over the river, suppressing the turbulent and chaotic turbid current on the river. At the same time, he took out a bamboo fish basket with the mouth facing down, facing The river flickered.

A huge suction force emerged from the fish basket, and torrents surged up, wrapped the flying fish, and flew towards the fish basket.

The wing-like fins of the flying cum fish unfolded, and the wind blew up, supporting its huge body, jumping out of the river and hanging in the air.

The scales on the body stood up slightly, the huge fish mouth opened and closed, and streams of yellow mist gathered, and with the waving of the fish fins, the water vapor blended into it, turning into a light yellow drizzle and falling.

"The fish is out of skills!"

Qing Shuiweng laughed loudly, a faint light appeared on the coir raincoat to stop the drizzle, and the next moment a fishing rod protruded from the coir raincoat, and swung it at the flying fish.

The tip of the fishing rod drew a semicircle in the air, and an invisible thin line flew out and landed in the mouth of the flying cum fish.

Qingshuiweng swung his hands vigorously, and the flying cum fish slammed into the river surface, causing waves of waves. He raised his foot and kicked, the fish basket flew up, twirled twice in mid-air, and sprayed out a stream of water. Light, roll up the fly cum fish.

The flying ji fish is not stupid, knowing that it will surely die if it falls into the fish basket, its fins spread out, its tail sways, mobilizes the surrounding water vapor, and struggles crazily.

Mi Luo also saw the strength of the flying cum fish struggling in the air, which made Qingshuiweng a little overwhelmed, so he raised his hand and volleyed at the flying cum fish's head.

The vitality condensed, turned into a ray of spiritual light and fell, hitting Feijiyu's head.

Like the sound of gold and iron colliding, the flying fish suddenly sank into the water.

Qingshuiweng took the opportunity to pull the fishing rod and pulled it out of the river, the water in the fishing rod surged and created suction.

The flying cum fish shrunk little by little in the light of the water, and was finally put into the fish basket.

Then, Qingshuiweng waved his fishing rod towards the river again, and the turbulent water calmed down instantly, leaving only the water mist in the sky that had not dissipated, reflecting a rainbow light under the setting sun, which was very beautiful.

"I'm old! I'm old! It's useless! Back then, I even caught a flying cum fish king that was nearly four feet long. Now such a little king that is just over three feet long needs help. , even if you don’t accept your old age!”

Qing Shuiweng put away the fish basket, looked up at Mi Luo, took out another jade bottle from his bosom, and said, "Little friend Mi Luo, I'm really sorry, I waited for two days and two nights to catch the flying cum fish, Use your crane to draw it out. This flying cum fish is a sacrifice I lost to Taoist Gu, so it’s not easy to share with you. I can only use a little Renshui essence that I collected from the Qingjiang River as compensation. ,hope you do not mind."

Although Mi Luo didn't like Qingshui Weng's actions very much, his behavior just now clearly guaranteed Mi Luo's safety. He thought for a moment and said: "The old man's actions are to eliminate harm for the people, and I didn't suffer any harm. Receive your things?"

"You don't have to be polite to me. I'll use your hand to catch this flying cum fish. The Gu Taoist knows it, but he doesn't know how to make a joke. If he doesn't give me something, he's probably going to accuse me of my nose. You And take it."

As Qingshuiweng said, he raised his hand and released a stream of water light, and sent the jade bottle to Mi Luo's hand.

"That kid, he has the audacity to accept it."

Mi Luo put away the jade bottle, and then followed Qing Shui Weng to the gate of Guanshan Mountain in Changchun.

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　I suddenly found that the description of Fahui is not quite right, so I changed it to Jiaohui in the article, and the previous article has also been revised. If there are any omissions, please let the book friends guide the way.Then, the flying jiyu in the article is the prototype of jiyu, and the jiyu in "Guangdong Xinyu" is more than two feet long, with ridges like sharp edges.Taste it in front of the Nanhai Temple, which is called coming to the dynasty.Or count to one year, or one to several decades.If it comes to the number, the person has a disease.

　　
　
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