My talent is resurrection

Chapter 412 Still Water Blessing
Tao Li sat quietly in the abyss, surrounded by Jiaolong who had disappeared, and was still thinking about what Jiaolong said to him in his mind.

Just don't know if it's true or not.

He sighed, didn't think about it, and began to calm down and prepare to immerse himself in the abyss.

This abyss is the place to suppress the flood dragon, and now it is regarded as the key to suppressing the water transportation of the entire Tianguang Prefecture.

What the Yaozu want is to let the old Lord Long, who is proficient in water transportation, turn into water and invade the Huai River of Tianguangzhou, and then let the old dragon join forces with the Jiaolong under Suolong Cliff to steal the water transportation of the heavenly way, and then let the old dragon join forces with the dragon under Suolong Cliff to steal the water transportation of the way of heaven. Longya's subordinates became the gods of water transportation in Tianguangzhou, and then secretly changed the fate of the world and turned against the monster clan.

Tao and Li haven't figured out the specific details, but the Yaozu must have some great supernatural powers that can be realized, and it is really only a matter of time before they capture Tianguang Prefecture.

Tao Li's body gradually sank into the abyss, his soul was concentrated on a point between his eyebrows, and suddenly shone brightly, leaving his body.

There seems to be a spring breeze coming from heaven and earth.

The gentle and elegant scholar stood on the ancient bridge of the small town, looking at the small town in the haze of rain from a distance.

Pedestrians with oil-paper umbrellas came and went in a hurry, running past the ancient bridge, as if they didn't see the scholars, and never looked up.

The scholar is naturally Tao Li, and now the out-of-body is just returning to his hometown, but he has not stepped into the small town, he just wants to take a look at it from a distance.

He has been here once before, and he has almost finished what he should see, and now Missing only takes a few glances.

Tao Li smiled and walked slowly on the ancient bridge. He still remembered that during the scientific research, he walked out of this ancient bridge, leading the donkey and carrying the luggage, and behind him was a girl who was full of expectations. see.

Now that the girl is gone, Tao Li has changed from remorse, self-blame, and regret to nostalgia and mediocrity.

Tao Li walked through the ancient bridge and finally stopped in front of the small town, but he didn't go in, he just smiled.

"Goodbye."

The spring breeze dissipated.

On the frontier battlefield.

The dazed Chen Jiu suddenly turned his head and stared blankly ahead.

The warm spring breeze blew past very quickly, as if caressing his head, and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, Jiang Ci, who was sitting at the head of the border city, stared blankly, as if he couldn't believe it, and asked in surprise: "Brother Tao Li?!"

The spring breeze blows away, and there is no answer.

On the top of the sky, Yao Tianchang, who had been fighting with the Monster Race Supreme for several years, sat quietly in it, his brows and eyes were a little tired, he finally had a rest, and he was about to prepare for the fight with the Monster Race Supreme.

He kept watching the spring breeze, and at the end, Yao Tianchang waved his hands lightly, like an old man saying goodbye to his children, his eyes were cloudy, and he said reluctantly.

"Go."

Tao Li's body in the abyss suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the dragon hovering in the deepest part, and smiled heartily.

"Come too!"

Today, the entire Suolongya collapsed suddenly, and the abyss beneath it kept rolling, and the Baijiang Confluence of Tianguang Prefecture flowed into the abyss, which was actually a result of water transport!

Many powerful expressions were dignified, knowing that the battlefield between the monster race and the human race has finally entered the stage of deciding the outcome.

And the key to the winner is Jiaolong and Tao Li under the Suolong Cliff.

As for why it was Tao Li, the sword fairy, and not other monks who are proficient in water transportation, monks who specialize in arithmetic have deduced this issue, and in the end they could only say a word.

"Time is like flowing water."

And the flying sword of the sword fairy Tao Li happened to be called "Time".

It sounds nonsense, but if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

Moreover, Tao Li and Jiaolong are just pawns in the battle of the bosses behind them, and it is too reluctant for them to control the direction of the world's water transportation with their own cultivation bases of the twelve realms.

And which side wins depends on the match between chess pieces and chess players.

Fuhai Tianjun stood on the collapsed Suolongya water abyss, and the three thousand dragon spirits he released finally gathered here, following the old dragon's spirit and submerging in the water abyss, the connection with him at this time Weaker and weaker, it should have entered the depths of the abyss.

Fuhai Tianjun stood quietly on top of the water abyss, looked carefully for a moment, and realized that the situation under the water abyss had become a situation where all the water transportation in the world was collected, and Tao Li was going to fight with the Yaozu in this situation. The flood dragons began to scramble, whoever holds more water transport will be the ultimate Tianguangzhou Water God.

This is a bright game, and there will be at least a few thirteenth-level guards in the future, and they all want to use this bloodless method to decide the winner...

At least there will be no bloodshed before the victory and defeat, and it will be a life-and-death struggle when the victory is decided.

Fuhai Tianjun sighed, thinking that although this strategy is good, it is a pity that Tao Li, a talented swordsman who had the opportunity to ask for thirteen at a young age, may perish here.

Fuhai Tianjun bowed his head and pondered for a moment, trying to think in a better direction, but he still couldn't get better. How can there be any good results in this troubled world, and even many great monks have already guessed the ending under this abyss.

No one survived.

It is impossible for the monster race and the human race to sit back and watch the birth of the god of water luck in the world, so at the last step, the digital thirteen-level powers behind each will just turn the table and not play, and then there will be the thirteen-level fight that determines the general situation of Tianguangzhou up.

At that time, Tao Li and Jiaolong in the abyss will only have a dead end.

This result may have been thought of by Tao Li from the very beginning, but he still went, perhaps following the destiny...

It's hard to say.

Fuhai Tianjun sighed again, took down the dragon-scale umbrella that had never been closed for a hundred years, stared at it for a moment, and shook his head slightly.

"Since the three thousand dragon souls are gone, it's useless for me to hold this dragon scale umbrella. I might as well protect the way with you."

After saying that, Fuhai Tianjun cut off the dragon scale umbrella, which was regarded as half of his life, and threw it into the abyss.

The Dragon Scale Umbrella went away silently, and finally floated in front of Tao Li, opened suddenly, and hit the top of the head.

Shelter from the elements.

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In the sixth year of Zhongtu Shenzhou, it snowed heavily today.

Wearing a snow-white coat and holding a joss stick, Zhou Xian walked in the snow with difficulty, heading towards the ancestral hall of the Zhongtu Academy.

It was the early morning when the rooster crowed, and there were few disciples on the road to the academy, so Zhou Xian came to the ancestral hall early, and respectfully lit incense to worship.

The school disciples guarding the ancestral hall saw that it was Senior Sister Zhou, and they were already familiar with it. They packed up their things and prepared to change shifts.

Zhou Xian came here to worship for three consecutive years, asking nothing but praying for Chen Jiu.

She kowtowed in great respect to the statues of the three school saints sitting on it, with a devout look, and whispered in her mouth.

"May Chen Jiu be safe, safe, safe, safe."

Three sentences in a row are safe and sound, and it has been said for 330 [-] days.

As for the rest...

Zhou Xian gave a wry smile, and kowtowed heavily to the three saint statues.

I dare not ask for anything else.

Let the marriage go with the wind, as long as people are safe and sound.

PS: Happy National Day, brothers.

(End of this chapter)