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Qingxia River?

Is this Qingxia River?

Zhou Heng was stunned when he heard the words, and he looked at the stele in amazement, frowning.

Since this is the Qingxia River, what was the river that I had just crossed?

Zhou Heng immediately turned around and ran back.

But until he returned to Yuyang County, he didn't see any river on the road.

It's as if he was just a dream when he crossed the river by boat.

It's very weird.

"What's the matter, is someone silently confuses the mental perception, or is there a great power to open up a temporary Qingxia River out of thin air? But what is the purpose of this?"

Zhou Heng was shocked and uncertain, what happened just now was completely beyond his understanding.

Can a big river with a width of more than a hundred meters without seeing the two ends be faked?

But the surging rivers and swift waves are all extremely real, not imaginary at all.

"What happened before?"

Zhou Heng was already shocked in a cold sweat, and what happened just now was really horrifying.

If it is artificial, it means that as long as the other party has malicious intentions, then he doesn't even know how he died.

After some consideration, he rode the bay red horse again, along the road, estimating the distance, and came to the place where he crossed the river last time.

Here is a wood that is indistinguishable from the front and rear. The road is still a bit muddy due to the previous rain washing. It seems that this place has always been like this. There has never been a big river, and there are no boats and boatmen.

Zhou Heng got off his horse, closed his eyes, and stood here for a long time.

I didn't feel anything.

It was as if everything he had experienced before was really an illusion, there was nothing here.

"Could it be a natural phenomenon similar to a mirage?" Zhou Heng suddenly thought of a possibility, and said in secret: "It is said that Qingxia River has been diverted many times in the past long years. Will it be what I saw before? , In fact, is the former Qingxia River?

"There used to be fairy gods in this world, and there may be traces of ancient fairy gods left in any place in the world. It seems that it is not impossible that the traces of the Qingxia River were branded.

"But how to verify this kind of speculation?...I don't know if such a legacy or branding counts as something?"

Thinking of this, he moved in his heart, and after a little hesitation, he used the only special skill card in his hand for the void in front of him.

Disassemble the card!

"Dismantling card: You can dismantle low-level things from high-level things without damaging the high-level things themselves."

Whether it is the ancient fairy gods, or the influence of the traces left by the gods and sacreds of the past, or just the imprint of a natural phenomenon, as long as it is a thing, the dismantling card can successfully dismantle the thing.

Zhou Heng can temporarily feel relieved.

Because that means that his previous experience was not artificial, but was only affected by the legacy of something high-level.

"Use the dismantling card!"

"Congratulations! In the Brand of Time, "Suppression of Qingxia God" [Third Grade of Heaven], we dismantled the spiritual creature "Qingxia Snake Scale" [Zong 5th Grade]!"

"Qingxia Snake Scale [Zong Fifth Grade]: This is a small scale dropped from the original shape of Qingxia God, possessing a trace of Qingxia God's power. After use, it can summon Qingxia God’s unconscious historical projection during the fifth stage period. , Three minutes of existence."

It really is something!

Zhou Heng was pleasantly surprised, and at the same time he let out a long sigh of relief.

The depressed mood suddenly became much smoother.

Then he noticed the description in the system prompt.

Time imprinted!

Suppress Qingxia God!

Tiansanpin!

This is a level he hasn't touched at all.

From a literal sense, it should be that a long time ago, a "Qingxia God" was suppressed here.

Qingxia River is named after it?

For some reason, some scenes of that era were imprinted by time and were "preserved".

For example, the rushing Qingxia River, such as the boat boat ferrying on the river, may be real scenes that happened here many years ago.

Previously, Zhou Heng should have been exposed to the "preserved" scene of the past, so he had a rather bizarre experience.

In fact, there are often similar stories in many folklore legends.

It can be seen that this is nothing special.

"Fortunately, fortunately, it really scared me before." Zhou Heng patted his chest, straightened out his breath, and secretly said: "However, regarding the situation of time imprinting, it is best to ask someone to consult.

"...Well, wait until I see Cheng Jiangjian next time, or after I pass the assessment and formally worship Chunyang Sect."

His previous experience was too unbelievable and too frightening.

Even if he hasn't really been affected in any way, but still feels lingering in his heart, it's best to clarify this matter.

"This time it's not nothing." Zhou Heng looked at the crystal clear piece in his palm, with only the cyan scales on his fingernails, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Can summon the projection of the fifth rank, this is a powerful thug for three minutes. But who is this Qingxia god? Even the time stamp that suppresses him has the third rank, what should the real body be?"

After visiting the Pure Yang Palace in the future, you should be able to browse through some materials and perhaps find some clues.

Afterwards, Zhou Heng put away the snake scales, patted the bay red horse below, and galloped towards the real Qingxia River.

After all this tossing, he had no interest in hurrying. He planned to return to Yuyang County to find an inn to live in, rest for one night, and start again tomorrow morning.

However, when he thought of leaving tomorrow, he would have to pass the place where the time imprint existed, he immediately dispelled the idea.

Let's talk about it after passing Qingxia River first.

...

Qingxia River flows slowly horizontally.

Zhou Heng took the bay red horse and boarded a passenger ship. There were five people with him, three men and two women, all very young, twenty years old, and dressed as people of the rivers and lakes.

They were together, and none of them paid attention to Zhou Heng next to him.

Because at this time Zhou Heng was wearing a brown robe, with a beard on his mouth, some dust on his face, and he looked dusty, and his hair was simply **** with a rope.

This seems to be a very ordinary traveler, who should be in his thirties.

For these young people who obviously want to wander the rivers and lakes and travel the mountains and rivers, such people have no value in communication at all.

This is what Zhou Heng wanted.

His true identity is now too conspicuous. When the rankings come out next month, it is estimated that it will explode even more. There is no harm in hiding his identity as much as possible.

The three men and two women were standing on the bow of the ship, happily talking and laughing.

Standing on the other side of the boat with his horse, Zhou Heng could hear what the five people were talking about. It was about a contest held by Yuanhe Mansion after half a month.

It is said that there will be the top 50 masters on the list, and they are all very excited, and they have made an appointment to watch the fun together.

In words, they also mentioned Zhou Heng of Huangtong Mansion, and they were amazed and envied.

Zhou Heng stood not far away, listening to their talk, suddenly a little envious of these people in his heart.

It seems to be a good feeling to travel together and travel together.

"Unfortunately, this horse is the only one by my side." Zhou Heng stroked the bay red horse lightly, and the horse snapped his nose in response, not knowing whether it was dislike or closeness.

Afterwards, he looked at the Qingxia River in front of him and had a clear vision, and he couldn't help thinking of his previous experience.

The Qingxia River in the imprint of time was turbulent, with a dim vision and a gray area, as if the entire river was shrouded in a strange and suppressed atmosphere, completely different from the current Qingxia River.

"I don't know how many years ago it was." Zhou Heng moved his heart and came to the boatman who was ferrying, with a husky and low voice, "The boatman, do you know why this Qingxia River is called by this name?"

The boat owners who ferry on the Qingxia River are usually "dedications" for a lifetime, and they must know a lot about the various things on the river.

"Huh?" The boatman turned his head and looked at Zhou Heng.

He is an old man with white beard and hair and a kind face. He is not tall and has a little rickety. He looks like he is sixty or seventy years old.

"Young man, are you asking the name of Qingxiahe? You are right." The old boatman shook his head, with an expression telling a story to a child, and smiled:

"It is said that there was no river in this place a long, long, long time ago. Later, a big green snake ravaged the village, claiming to be Qingxia God, eating a lot of people, and causing the people to lose their lives.

"The people here invited all kinds of masters, but none of them were opponents of the Qingxia God. In the end, an old **** passed by here to kill the people and suppress the big green snake on the ground. Turned into a big river, this is the Qingxia River."

"This river actually has such a source." Zhou Heng couldn't help being speechless when he heard the words, and he was shocked and suspicious.

He originally thought that Qingxia God was suppressed in this river long ago, and after a very long time, he should have died of old age long ago.

These years, Qing Xiahe has never been abnormal, which is enough to confirm this speculation.

But now listening to the story of the boatman, I still find that it doesn't seem to be the case.

The whole river was turned into by the **** Qingxia.

Now that the river is still flowing, does that mean Qingxia God is still alive?

If Qingxia God is still alive and Qingxia River is still so stable, does it mean that the "old god" who suppressed Qingxia God is also alive?

Is the boatman in the brand of time still alive?

Of course, this statement was only made by the old boatman. Compared with the historical truth, it was more like a short story passed on by word of mouth. It was not necessarily true, but it was enough to make Zhou Heng a lot of speculation.

"Haha, old boatman, the story you tell is really interesting, what kind of big snake can turn into such a long Qingxia River?" A brisk female voice came, and a young girl came over.

This is one of five people on the bow on the other side.

She wore a red dress and looked like she was eighteen or nineteen years old. She had a pretty face, fair skin, a slim figure, and a delicate machete on her slender waist.

The whole person seems to have a lively and light temperament.

"Haha, the girl asked very well. However, this is the story passed by word of mouth by the boatmen. How can the old man know so much?" The old boatman shook his head and continued rowing.

The little girl didn't care, and looked at Zhou Heng who was aside.

She didn't care about this person.

After all, the clothes were ordinary, and he didn't look like a master, but she noticed the burgundy horse just now, and felt that it didn't seem to be something ordinary people could have.

This made her curious about Zhou Heng.

"Hey, uncle, seeing that you have weapons in your package, you should be able to martial arts, did you also go to Yuanhe Mansion to watch the martial arts contest?" The little girl was familiar with each other, and smiled: "My name is Sheng Xinrou, uncle you What is it called?"

Uncle?

Zhou Heng was stunned when he heard the words, and then he suddenly realized his current outfit. He shook his head and said, "I am not good at martial arts, and I am not very interested in martial arts conferences."

"Rourou, come back quickly, don't talk nonsense." At this time, the woman on the other side of the bow waved to Sheng Xinrou and told her to go back.

"Martial arts is not good, you can also watch people compete. This conference is very powerful and highly recommended." Sheng Xinrou said with a smile, and then returned to the bow of the other side.

As soon as the little girl returned there, she was immediately pulled aside by the woman and whispered.

Zhou Heng has strong ears and can hear what they are talking about.

"Rourou, you have little experience in the rivers and lakes, and don't know what the situation of people like that uncle is. They are usually sad people who are unwilling in the rivers and lakes.

"These people are not strong in martial arts. Perhaps he was like us, yearning for a life of joy and enmity, riding a horse and riding the whip, but after some turmoil, after experiencing some setbacks, he recognized his level.

"You see that he even put his weapons in the package. This is obviously already frustrated. If you go to someone to talk about the competition, you are almost revealing the scars, which will offend people."

The woman persuaded Sheng Xinrou with all her heart.

The little girl seemed to understand but not understand, tilted her head, glanced at Zhou Heng, and whispered: "That is to say, this uncle is not strong in martial arts and has been severely beaten by the rivers and lakes, and now most of them want to abandon the sword and seal the sword. Go home to farm?"

"Don't tell me!" The woman quickly covered Sheng Xinrou's mouth, just to see Zhou Heng's gaze coming over, she had to smile helplessly and apologize.

Boom!

At this moment, the boat rowed across a reed shoal and stopped at the ferry.

The boatman smiled and said, "It's landed."

Zhou Heng led the horse to disembark, and Sheng Xinrou and others also walked down. They lowered their heads, trying to avoid Zhou Heng as much as possible.

"what!!"

At this moment, there was a scream from the center of Qingxia River behind, full of panic.

"No, the boat capsized and everyone fell into the water. It was still in the middle of the river, and there were no boats around!" The boatman turned around and looked back, exclaimed, hurriedly boarded the boat, and was about to row over to save people.

Sheng Xinrou and the others also changed their expressions slightly, looking at each other, they were all ready to jump into the river and swim to save people.

But at this moment, from the corner of their eyes, they saw that "uncle" suddenly jumped and jumped to the reed bank on the bank of the river.

Immediately this "uncle"'s figure turned in the air, folded a long section, and swiped it into the river water smoothly, allowing the reed to slide on the surface of the river at a very fast speed.

Immediately afterwards, he landed on a cut of reed impartially, and rushed to the place where the ship overturned with this cut of reed, as if traveling by the wind, surpassing all the ships.

A reed crossing the river!

On the shore, Sheng Xinrou and others who were about to enter the water were stunned, their mouths opened wide, and they looked at the figure flying by the river in disbelief.

Isn’t the good martial arts strong?

It's sad to say that the arena! ?

That's it? ?

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