I Am the Righteous Master

The old man on the boat entered the cabin.

"Boatman, why did the boat stop?"

Jiang Yun opened his eyes.

He felt that the boat had reached the center of the lake.

"Is your son dissatisfied with my rough tea?"

The boatman sat opposite the two of them, looking at the two bowls of tea that were cooling, and did not answer any questions.

"High-quality porcelain from Qingzhou, Liuyun Country." Jiang Yun picked up a tea bowl and looked at it, then pointed to the embroidered shoe not far away, "You're a punting boat in the lake, and you're living a prosperous life."

"You can't compare to the young master wearing gold and jade, and having such a beautiful family." The boatman grinned, revealing a set of charred teeth.

After a while, he said again:

"I have something I want to ask you two."

"What?"

Jiang Yun was very interested.

The boatman said gloomily: "Do you two want to eat Ban Dao Noodles, or Chaos Noodles?"

The boat arrives at the center of the lake, and the picture is poor.

The boatman speaks the slang of the rivers and lakes.

If you want to eat Ban Dao noodles, one knife will be chopped and you will go into the water.

If you want to eat Chaos Noodles, you take off your clothes and jump into the river to kill yourself.

"What if I refuse?" Jiang Yun said softly.

An Qingtan wore a fox fur and looked at the two in front of her with a calm expression.

She doesn't have much experience in the world, but after all, she is a demon king who has lived for more than 300 years, so mere water bandits are naturally not worth mentioning.

"It's up to you!"

The boatman shouted violently with a stern expression: "I hate Jiang Shen, don't even think about leaving!"

Jiang God?

Jiang Yun frowned slightly.

Before he could think clearly, a sharp knife shone with cold light and stabbed fiercely.

Jiang Yun's expression remained unchanged, he sat still, raised his hand and pointed like a knife, and pointed towards the boatman.

With a sound of "clang", his fingertips glowed, and they collided with the tip of the knife.

The next moment, the sharp blade shattered from the tip of the blade and fell into pieces.

Jiang Yun's fingertips were cast unabated, and a stream of light passed through the air, and nailed it into the boatman's chest.

Like bursting a bubble, the internal organs of the boatman exploded, and his vitality was quickly annihilated.

From the boat's violence to the time he was stabbed to death by Jiang Yun's finger, it was only a matter of time.

Jiang Yun's body didn't even leave his seat.

Unexpectedly, as the boatman's vitality dissipated, his body changed.

The originally hunched and thin body collapsed and quickly deformed and twisted.

After a few breaths, the corpse turned into a puddle of mud, exuding a stench.

The fog on the lake surface had not yet dissipated, and Jiang Yun could clearly feel that the surrounding temperature had dropped a bit.

The color of the lake suddenly darkened, and a huge shadow was approaching the boat from the bottom of the water...

The next moment, the boat jolted violently!

Chapter 11 Hasn't my realm always been this high?

all of a sudden.

It seemed to poke a hole in the sky.

It's pouring rain!

The lake is windy!

The thick fog is like an iron chain that locks the river, and the heart of the lake is terrifying!

The boat was like a leaf in a gust of wind.

In the fierce waves, it was shot down, thrown away, and strangled!

In the cabin, An Qingtan was unstable and was almost thrown overboard.

Jiang Yun took the master into his arms with one hand, raised the other arm, and a blue light flew out from between the cuffs!

"Zheng-"

The sword came out of the shadow, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the world.

The sharp blue light ripped apart the dense fog on the lake and tore it to pieces.

At the same time, Jiang Yun stepped on the boat, and a dazzling light appeared, spreading from his feet, suppressing the entire boat.

Even if the wind and waves are raging outside, the boat is still as steady as a mountain.

In the storm, An Qingtan stretched out his arms to embrace Jiang Yun, and put his face on his chest.

She was not afraid of the scene in front of her, but felt a little cold, and instinctively wanted to find something warm to hug.

Tu'er's body is very warm, very comfortable to hold, and smells good...

An Qingtan buried her face in his arms and sniffed, even the flower dew was her favorite scent.

"It won't be specially sprinkled for me..."

An Qingtan thought about it, but he spat softly in his heart: "Don't be ashamed, people are so different from you in years, why would they sprinkle flower dew for you?"

After entering the realm of Huafan, An Qingtan felt that his mentality had undergone some changes.

There are more things like "emotion", and it is no longer as indifferent as before.

Probably a good thing, An Qingtan thought.

It seems a bit rude to hold the apprentice like this, but thinking about myself as a master, it seems that it doesn't matter to be close to the apprentice.

Mind about this.

An Qingtan felt at ease.

Jiang Yun naturally didn't know what Master was thinking in a mess.

All his thoughts are now on the thing at the bottom of the lake.

"cut."

Jiang Yun spit out a word softly.

That blue light fell into the lake like a meteor.

In an instant it was calm.

The thick fog dissipated, the heavy rain stopped suddenly, and the evil waves in the lake also seemed to be drained and gradually slowed down.

Suddenly, a huge bubble popped up in the lake.

"gollum"

The bubbles burst, and the black and red blood scattered like ink dripping into a bottle.

The surface of the lake was like boiling water, with large and small blood bubbles rising, and the purring continued.

And the huge figure like a hill finally surfaced.

But it is a big turtle that has become a fine.

The sword roared loudly and roared, and the turquoise saber was full of blood and flew back happily.

Jiang Yun raised his hand, and the turquoise saber circled around him like a puppy.

The tip of the sword kissed his fingertips, looking very happy.

This is his saber in the magic way, and has been with him for three years.

Magic weapons have spirit, and the sword is no exception.

Jiang Yun feeds this sword with his own blood essence every day, so he is naturally very close to it.

He reached out and touched the hilt of the sword, as if touching the top of the little girl's head, praising her for doing a good job.

The saber swayed smugly.

Jiang Yun retracted it into the wrench of his right hand.

The wrench on the left hand is used to hold the saber of his son of the Great Qi Sect.

Without him, two swords would fight together.

"However, in the Divine Treasure Realm, you dare to call yourself the God of Jiang."

Jiang Yun looked at the giant corpse of Turtle Spirit and snorted softly.

There are five realms of cultivation, Daoji, Tianmen, Shenzang, four poles, and Shenque.

This big turtle is a monster in the Divine Treasure Realm.

He was a little proud. Although he couldn't even show half of his cultivation due to the conflict between his power and body, he was able to hang this evildoer up and beat him after all.

As for Jiang Yun's current cultivation base...

At the peak of the four poles, it is only one step away from entering the Divine Tower.

Dealing with this turtle spirit in the Divine Treasure Realm is like hitting a baby.

This turtle spirit is making waves here, relying on the cultivation of the gods, and I don't know how many innocent travelers have been swallowed.