Tomb of Immortals

Chapter 281 The River God Comes
"There is such a thing?" Bao Tian was taken aback, he had been in this Bright World for some years, but he had never heard of such a thing.Originally, he thought that Dongtu was a little messy, but after all, it was the stronghold of decent families, and Dongtu was the only region that was completely decent, which was really rare.It can be called a pure land.

But I didn't expect that it was at the border of Dongtu that this happened.But I have never heard of any sect mentioned, let alone any sect that will uphold justice.Could it be said that these famous and decent sects are just trying to gain fame, and their reputation is too real?
"Worriless Valley and Yunwu Sect are close to Dongtu. It is three thousand miles away from Yunwu Sect, but it is only one thousand miles away from Wuyou Valley. Both Wuyou Valley and Yunwu Sect are famous and decent. Is there no one to uphold justice? ?” Bao Tian couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and continued to ask.

It was only after asking Baotian that he realized, what happened to me?The four elements of "Fenglin Volcano" believed by the tomb robbers, "Turn into the wind, lie like the forest, sap like fire, and face as thick as a mountain", have I forgotten all of them?Shouldn't I be turning into Rufeng at this time?Why am I so angry?
At this time, Bao Tiancai found that he had unconsciously changed his mentality.Perhaps after boasting of being a decent family for a while, the bottom line gradually increased.

But that is the life of virgins, mortals are like ants to monks.But why can't I take it calmly?Why does my chest seem to be stuffed with a ball of fire, burning so much that my blood boils?
"Famous and decent..." The sailor couldn't help showing a look of disdain, but he immediately realized that the master monk in front of him didn't know which sect he belonged to. If it was from the Wuyou Valley and the Yunwu sect, how could he? Isn't it dead?
The sailor quickly put away his contempt, and said with a smile on his face, "This villain also knows a thing or two. It's not that the monks of the Wuyou Valley and the Yunwu sect don't want to uphold justice. The main reason is that this river is special."

"What's special?" Bao Tian asked.

"This river has a name, because it is the boundary between the Eastern Land and the Central Plains, so it is called the 'Boundary River'. This boundary river is hundreds of miles wide, and it is said to be thousands of miles long, so it is also called the 'Wanli Long River'. Because the Wanli River involves too many boundaries, there are many great sects on both sides, so no matter which sect is inconvenient to manage, and there is a boundary river god in the river, the sects on both sides will not get involved in the boundary river." The sailor explained.

"Hehe, is there no one to care about this?" Bao Tian sneered, and stopped asking the sailor, and went straight to the boat next to him.

Although the boundary river is wide, there are only two boats.Bao Tian saw that one of them had already taken two monks, but the other one was empty, so he wanted to board the empty boat.

The boatman on the empty boat quickly called out: "Master monk, please board another boat, we are not leaving yet on this one."

Bao Tian couldn't help frowning, and turned to look at the other one. The boat was narrow, with two monks sitting and a boatman standing on it. It was really crowded, so he asked the boatman, "Where is your boat?" Can people sit?"

The boatman chuckled: "Go inside, there are big seats inside!"

Bao Tian looked over, and sure enough there was a seat behind the two monks, but he could put his butt down, so where does the "big seat" come from?

Forget it, since it's here, it's safe, Bao Tian didn't bother to argue with the boatman, and asked, "When will the boat leave?"

"You come up and we'll leave!" the boatman said with a smile.

Bao Tian walked onto the boat, and before his feet were firmly set, the boatman said, "Master monk, we will pay the money before crossing the river. Sorry, one tael of silver per person, half a fight of spirit sand!"

Bao Tian frowned and asked: "You are a secular person, why do you accept spiritual sand as the ship's fare?"

"Master monk, you don't know how much you don't know. I didn't collect this spiritual sand from you, but Lord River God! The money is our boat fare!" The boatman patiently explained.

"Have to give him half a bucket of spirit sand after only crossing the river once? Isn't this river god really good at business?" Bao Tian teased.

"Sit or not, sit or not!" Before the boatman said anything, the two waiting monks got annoyed first, and one of them said impatiently: "The teleportation formations of the Yunwu sect start with a bucket of spiritual sand. Is it expensive to collect half a bucket here?"

"I don't know where the soil turtle came from. I'm afraid I can't get half a bucket of spiritual sand?" Another monk said bitterly. Both of them are monks in Wuyou Valley. Wuyou Valley is the closest to here, so they are considered local snakes.The Taoist uniform Bao Tian wore was a white robe without a seal, they didn't pay attention to casual cultivators, let alone such a young casual cultivator.

"Hehe, master monk, this is the price for us to cross the river here." Although the boatman was smiling, he seemed much stiffer.

Without saying a word, Bao Tian took out a bucket of spiritual sand for the boatman, not because he admitted cowardice, but because he wanted to trouble the God of Jiehe River since he wanted to, and he didn't care about this bit of spiritual sand. To be honest, his net worth is now A bucket of spiritual sand is really nothing.

"Master monk, what is this?" The boatman was a little dazed. Just now, the sky-subsidy was too expensive, but now it is doubled. What does it mean?
"Did you see that big boat leaving?" Bao Tian pointed to the big boat he had asked about just now, and said, "There are my relatives in the mortal world on that boat, and our boat will go behind that boat. Question?"

"Oh——" the boatman suddenly realized, he felt that he was worried about relatives of ordinary people, which is also human nature.Anyway, they were going the same way, and the boatman didn't refuse, put away the spirit sand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, master monk, I will follow you."

The two monks in the Valley of No Cares curled their lips: "What big cloves of garlic! If you have too much money, burn it!"

Bao Tian didn't bother to pay attention to them, these two were just cultivators in the psychic realm, and they were not the enemies of Bao Tian at all.Bao Tian passed them and sat down at the bow, staring at the big boat ahead, just waiting to see how to worship the river god.

The big boat was in front, and the flat boat was behind, just like this, one after the other, they went to the other side of the river.

The more he went to the center of the river, the more Baotian felt that the water was too rich in water and spiritual essence. Other monks might be fine, but for his natural fire body, it was really a great torment.

Fortunately, his Nine Suns Demon Fire is a fusion of Nine Heavens Demon Fire, otherwise, if it is pure Nine Suns True Fire, I am afraid that it will not be able to perform [-]% of all the things here.

Bao Tian couldn't help feeling quite sorry, the crystal flame of the eight-armed king was the only flame that was more vigorous in the water, if he got the crystal flame, even if he fought against the river god in this boundary river, he didn't have to worry about being defeated .It's a pity that the eight-armed king died in the hands of the Shenjia Tianwang. I don't know what happened to the crystal flame. It is estimated that the Shenjia Tianwang also got it in all likelihood.

This boundary river is said to be hundreds of miles wide, even if it is not there, it is almost the same.The small boat followed the big boat for a long time, and when it finally reached the center of the river, the big boat stopped.

The boatman said: "Masters, the big boat is going to sacrifice to the river god, and our boat is also going to sacrifice the spiritual sand to the river god. Why don't we go together, and save me from praying alone. No matter what happens in a while, everyone As long as you just sit still, nothing will happen. Otherwise, the villain will not dare to guarantee the safety of you, and it is not a joke to anger the Lord River God."

The two Wuyou Valley monks were both silent, Bao Tian was silent, and the boatman didn't ask any more questions.After all, the prestige of the river god in this world spread far and wide. In the early years, some monks with a sense of justice dared to challenge the river god, but in recent years, everyone has accepted and got used to it. He didn't expect Baotian to dare to challenge the river god. how.

After a moment of silence, Bao Tian suddenly asked: "Boatman, who granted the title of God of the River?"

"This villain doesn't know, doesn't know, hehe..." The boatman quickly shook his head, this was in the middle of the river, whether he knew it or not, he would definitely say he didn't know.

But the two Wuyougu monks deliberately frightened Bao Tian, ​​a country bumpkin casual cultivator, and said, "I don't know who granted the title of Lord River God. I only know that since the day I started Since then, I have heard about the great reputation of this Lord River God."

Bao Tian glanced at the two of them: "I don't know how long you two have been here?"

The two Wuyou Valley cultivators looked at each other and smiled, as if feeling a little sad, one of them said: "I started at the age of 16, and now I have wasted a hundred years..."

"Time flies by, you and I are no longer young, hehehe..." The other also taught Baotian in the tone of someone who has experienced it: "You are still young, maybe when you are as old as us, Then you will know the hardships of cultivating the Tao..."

The corner of Baotian's mouth twitched subtly, not knowing how to answer these two big cloves of garlic.

At this time, the flat boat was already close to the big boat. The sailors on the big boat put on hats like fish heads and knelt down towards the water. head, and then dripped the hot chicken blood into the heart of the river.

After the chicken blood fell into the river, the originally turbulent river rushing towards the east suddenly began to swirl, and the swirl became bigger and bigger, and gradually formed a huge funnel-shaped whirlpool, which was so big that even the The big boat will not make more splashes if it is filled in, but the strange thing is that the vortex seems to have eyes, and it will go around both the big boat and the boat. Such a big whirlpool, the big boat and the boat just don’t even move. one time.

"The Lord River God is coming..." The boatman reminded in a low voice. It is obviously not the first time for the two Wuyou Valley cultivators to cross the river. The mana is so powerful, we don’t know how many years we will have to cultivate before we can have the chance of Lord River God.”

Bao Tian stared at the water surface silently, because he didn't know what the river god's cultivation level was, he didn't release his consciousness, he just waited for the river god to show up.

Suddenly, a white light flew out of the vortex!
(End of this chapter)