The world's most invincible

Chapter 73 The Fox Shadow in the Deep River

A waning moon hangs high in the sky, and the moon's face is pale, like the face of a white skull.

A long river is mighty and mighty, flowing in the strange time and space under the tragic moon. It is unknown where it came from and where it is going.

The river is turbulent and gloomy, with ghosts surfing from time to time, and demon corpses sinking and floating.

A small boat walked silently on the long dark river.

There are three figures standing on the boat, a leisurely and leisurely scholar in green shirt, a delicate girl in fox fur, and a boatman in a bamboo hat and coir raincoat.

This is the scene of Li Goyi and Hu Kexin following the boat and entering the Guiyong River.

Hu Kexin had seen ghosts dragging a long river in ancient books before, but he never thought that one day he would enter it.

She looked at the rushing and ghostly ghost river, and at the miserable moon in the sky, it was very novel.

Looking at the boatman at the bow of the boat again, he looked carefully for a while before confirming that the tall figure in the bamboo hat and coir raincoat was not a real person, but a wooden sculpture.

A rough wooden man with no nose or mouth!

No wonder it didn't squeak the whole time.

Finally, the delicate girl looked at herself and the figure in the green shirt beside her, and found that both of them had turned into phantoms, as if they had merged into this strange space.

This discovery surprised the girl very much.

Li Xiangyi sensed her strangeness, and explained: "I used [Heaven-Man Response], so that we can sympathize with this strange space and become one."

"Otherwise, no one will come close to this river, and we will not be able to stay here for a long time."

The girl understood, and she couldn't help but said in amazement: "Mr. is really a Confucianist, with a peerless demeanor! I read "Three Religions and Hundred Schools of Guangji", Confucianism [Heaven and Human Interaction], Taoism [Tao follows Nature], Buddhism [Four Elements Are Empty] is the most extraordinary supernatural power of the three religions."

"Among a hundred schools of thought, only a few schools of great supernatural powers, such as the Legalists [Speaking the Law Sui] and the Military School [Soldiers that Subdue Others without Fighting], can stand shoulder to shoulder with them."

"This great supernatural power cannot be comprehended without peerless Confucianism. In the future, sir, you will be able to transcend the ordinary and become a saint, and become another great Confucian saint in Zhigezhou, North China!"

Li Xiangyi smiled, and said softly: "You have read a lot of books, um, and you are quite good at complimenting others."

The delicate girl was a little shy, and said: "I'm not flattering you, but I really think that your demeanor is extraordinary and unmatched by ordinary people."

Seeing that Li Goyi didn't care about it, she turned to say: "I have been mentally weak since I was a child, and my grandparents, father, and aunt were afraid that something would happen to me, so they rarely took me down the mountain. I have nothing to do, so I can only read more books. To pass the time."

"Recently, I read an article "Hundred Schools of Writing" by Mr. Zhou Qingjin of Zhaohu Academy, which not only talked about the advantages of the three schools of thought, but also covered the shortcomings of each school."

"Mr. Hanshan Academy is one of the four major academies of Confucianism in Beizhou. I don't know what you think of the shortcomings and deficiencies of the three schools and hundreds of schools?"

Li Xiangyi glanced at the delicate girl with some surprise. It is obvious that he took the risk to treat your illness and dissolve the mark of Ghost River, so why are you still talking about Taoism with me?

But seeing that the girl was sincerely asking for advice, he also became serious, thought for a while and replied: "The three religions and hundreds of schools have different purposes, and they can become the world's learning, and they all have their own strengths."

"However, there is no perfect person in the world, and there is no perfect learning, and all three religions and hundreds of schools have their shortcomings."

"As for discussing the strengths and weaknesses of each school to make up for its omissions, I have not learned enough, and my knowledge is still shallow, so I dare not speak falsely."

"You have to read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and see all kinds of things. If you can realize the Tao in one day, you will dare to make a grand theory and spread it to the world."

The girl's eyes brightened when she heard it: "This is where the master's avenue lies?"

Li Xiangyi shook his head and smiled, "It's just a casual chat, don't take it seriously."

The scholar in green shirt returned to his relaxed and relaxed appearance.

The delicate girl remembered his demeanor of talking loudly just now in her heart.

Under the cold moonlight, the boat sailed on the rushing dark long river, looking lonely and small, like a duckweed in the sky and the earth.

A faint and fuzzy imprint of a grimace floated in front of the boat, guiding the direction.

This is after coming to Guiyi Changhe, Li Goyi used a secret method to activate the ghost river imprint hidden in the body of the delicate girl. Only through it can he find the original owner.

The wooden man boatman standing on the bow can't speak, and he doesn't seem to have independent consciousness. To change direction, increase or decrease speed, you just need to put more autumn harvest money into the boat lantern.

Suddenly, the boat was shrouded in a dense fog that suddenly appeared.

Countless pale hands protruded from the dense fog, grabbing the boat from all directions, intending to overturn the boat, dragging Li Goyi, Hu Kexin, and even the wooden boatman into the dense fog.

It was the first time for Hu Kexin to encounter such a situation, and she couldn't help being frightened, and leaned against Li Xiangyi.

Li Xiangyi was very calm, as if he had expected it long ago, and used his aura of grandeur to turn into a body-protecting god to protect himself and the delicate girl.

At the same time, he recited the articles of sages and sages: "Taihe's so-called Dao contains the nature of ups and downs, ups and downs, movement and stillness, and mutual perception. It is the beginning of life, interplay, victory and defeat, bending and stretching..."

"Ghosts and gods are also the ones who move back and forth, bend and stretch. Things start with things and end with things. Who can leave them behind..."

"Buddha understands ghosts. It is said that those who die with consciousness are reincarnated, and then weary of suffering and seek to avoid it. Can it be said that they know ghosts?"

"Ghosts, return to Ye, return to the emptiness of Taixu..."

The articles of sages and sages that Li Xiangyi recited are "Zhang Zizhengmeng Annotations". The Hengqu sage Zhang Zi wrote "Zhengmeng", and the later sage Mr. Chuanshan wrote the annotations.

At this time, when he recited it, with the mighty aura as the body, the power of the brilliant sage came out with the sound, and the infinite power of the sage was not only stirred in the boat, but also scattered into the dense fog.

Those pale hands grabbing the boat, as soon as they touched Sheng Ming's power, they melted like ice and snow, and quickly disappeared.

After a while, all the pale hands, together with the strange thick fog, disappeared.

The surroundings of the boat were clear again, the moon was still shining coldly, and the quiet river was rushing.

Li Goyi also removed the body protector, and the two continued to maintain a phantom state.

Hu Kexin's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and his body also shivered.

"what happened?"

The delicate girl was a little dazed, and said with some discomfort: "I seem to know where the original owner who planted the mark of Ghost River on my body is."

"Also, there is a little heartache."

Li Xiangyi frowned: "Heartache?"

He used [Dayi Tianji Technique] to deduce it, but there was no result. On this ghost dragging the long river, yin and yang were chaotic, and the secrets were unpredictable and difficult to calculate.

He took out three pieces of autumn harvest money and handed them to Hu Kexin, saying: "You throw it here, and tell the boatman where you are going with your thoughts."

The delicate girl nodded, and threw the three autumn harvest coins into the fish lantern together.

In the next instant, the whole boat flew across the sky.

At the same time, the imprint of the grimace floating above the bow also twisted and trembled constantly, as if it was stimulated by something and wanted to come back to life.

About three quarters of an hour later, the boat passed through a wall of turbulent waves, and came to a place that was even more gloomy and foggy.

In the depths of the dark mist, there is a small island made up of countless corpses.

There is an altar made of bones on the island.

As soon as he came to this dark area, Hu Kexin felt even more heartbroken.

And when she got close to the small island and saw the altar of white bones, her whole heart felt cramped, her body bent, and layers of sweat broke out on her forehead.

Li Goyi sent her a few bursts of awe-inspiring energy again to relieve her pain.

At the same time, I also understand why she reacted in this way.

On the altar of the small island, there was a huge cloud of black mist, which sometimes turned into an ancient ghost fox, and sometimes turned into a strange giant mouth.

And under the black mist, on the bone altar, lay a white fox with dry flesh and a haggard figure.

The original aura emitted by the white fox is the same as the innate power in the delicate girl's body that has been protecting her.

The girl's face was pale, she looked at the white fox lying on the altar, and tears filled her eyes at some point.

"Mother……"

(End of this chapter)