"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes."

"The right and wrong, success and failure turn out to be empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times."

"The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter are on the river bank, and they are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze."

"A pot of turbid wine is a joyful meeting. How many things happen in ancient and modern times are all laughing."

On the Canglan River, a large ship drifted with the rolling river water, and a lazy and peaceful voice slowly came from the ship.

His eyes closer, but a handsome young man in a gorgeous robe spoke slowly. He lay on the bow of the boat, his head resting on the knee pillow of a graceful beauty.

There are many beauties around him, each with extraordinary temperament and stance.

Some are making tea with water.

Some stand with their hands behind their backs, standing at the bow of the boat, looking into the distance.

Some peeled the spirit fruit and fed it.

Who is it if it’s not Li Changsheng?

After deciding to go out for a trip, he chose a direction based on the turntable and took the girls out for a trip. The first stop was Canglan River.

The big ship under him is not an ordinary big ship, but is transformed from three thousand islands.

The Three Thousand Islands are Chaos Treasures, with infinite power and tremendous uses. They can not only be big or small, but also change in any shape.

What's more, this is Li Changsheng's strongest magic weapon. It is not only safe to carry it with you, but also has a blessed cultivation environment anytime and anywhere.

It does not affect the game, nor does it affect the practice of women such as Huang Rong.

"The Immortal Lord is really talented, full of words, meaning, and heart-stirring."

Mrs. Mingzhu had a smile on her face, and she did not forget to feed the peeled amethyst grapes into Li Changsheng's mouth while admiring.

Li Changsheng ate grapes, smiled, and said nothing.

This word was written by Yang Shen, a writer in the Ming Dynasty in the past, and was later used at the beginning of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but this word does not exist on the Jiuzhou Continent.

It's okay to be his own creation.

boom!

At this moment, the river surface exploded in the distance, with great waves surging, and two figures retreated and stood on the Canglan River.

"Oh, old poison, I didn't expect that you have not seen each other for a while and you have been promoted to Emperor Wu. Congratulations."

A cheerful voice sounded, and the person who spoke was an old man with white hair and torn clothes, like a beggar.

"Hmph, do you think you can be promoted to Martial Emperor?"

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly with a snake-headed crutch in his hand, not surprisingly, that Hong Qigong was also promoted to Emperor Wu.

Hong Qigong's strength is similar to his.

He has long been the strongest man at the peak of the celestial beings.

With the revival of spiritual energy and the great changes in the world, it can be said that the promotion to Emperor Wu is a natural result.

Not only Hong Qigong, but he believed that Huang Laoxie, Master Yideng and others would definitely be promoted to Emperor Wu.

"I haven't tried it with anyone to be promoted to Queen Wu. Today I meet your old beggar, so I just happen to try it."

Ouyang Feng finished speaking,

The snake-headed crutch was lifted, and the waves rolled, pouring over the sky and pouring towards Hong Qigong.

"It just so happens that I always want to exercise my muscles and bones."

Hong Qigong was not outdone. He was also promoted to Empress Wu and had never fought with a strong man of the same level.

An old opponent like Ouyang Feng.

Just right.

They all just broke through, and the gap in strength is not big, so they can be said to be perfect opponents.

On the large ship transformed by the Three Thousand Islands, Li Changsheng raised his eyelids and looked at the battlefield between Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong with interest.

"The northern beggar Hong Qigong and the western poisonous Ouyang Feng?"

Huang Rong's crystal clear eyes lit up. Although she saw the two of them for the first time, she was no stranger to them.

After all, this is a person as famous as her father Huang Laoxie.

“Is it very famous?”

Yan Lingji looked at Huang Rong. She had never heard of the northern beggar Hong Qigong and the western poison Ouyang Feng.

"I was once quite famous in the Song Dynasty."

Huang Rong nodded: "They are known as the five masters together with my father, Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, Nandi Duan Zhixing and Zhongshenwang Chongyang."

"Of course, their strength is not the best."

"I see."

Yan Lingji smiled charmingly: "Isn't Wang Chongyang the one who uses the Nine Yin Sutra to crack Lin Chaoying's Jade Girl's Heart Sutra, and why do you say that Chongyang is not as weak as a human in his life?"

"There is also Duan Zhixing who was given a green color by Wang Chongyang's junior brother Zhou Botong, and finally became a monk."

"There are also the two in front of you, one is an old beggar and the other is an old poisonous creature. These five wise masters are really worthy of being the five wise masters."

Huang Rong: “…”

Why do you just remember other people’s gossip?

really.

Bagua is human nature, even Yan Lingji is no exception.

"Who is so arrogant here? He is not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue."

As the sound rang out, a little old man flew from the opposite side and was about to land on Li Changsheng's ship.

"roll!"

Yao Yue saw Zhou Botong flying over, raised his jade hand and slammed his palm.

Peng!

Zhou Botong's Tong Kong shrank and hurriedly raised his hand to resist. He felt a vast force sweeping over like a big wave, and his figure smashed straight into the Canglan River like a cannonball.

"Brother Zhou!"

The humble exclaim sounded from the boat opposite, but there was a young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a kind face.

Next to the young man, there was a handsome young man in white holding a folding fan.

"What a beautiful beauty!"

The young man in white did not look at Zhou Botong who fell into the water, but instead stared at Yao Yue with bright eyes, his eyes wide open.

He is Ouyang Ke, the young master of Baituo Villa, and Ouyang Feng's nephew, but actually his son.

He has played with countless beauties.

But none of them can be as close as the month.

boom!

The water splash exploded, Zhou Botong's figure flew out, stood in the air, staring at Yao Yue: "What a strong strength, but you just attacked me, it doesn't count!"

"Let's come again!"

Zhou Botong didn't care about Yao Yue's beauty, as if he had found something fun and used his own Kongming fist to kill Yao Yue.

"court death!"

Yao Yue would not be abusive to him. His figure flashed, and his divine power surged in his body, and he suppressed it with one palm.

bump.

The old naughty boy smashed into the water again.

roar.

At this moment, a dragon roared and a golden dragon roared out and collided with a toad phantom.

Boom!

The river exploded, and Hong Qigong separated from Ouyang Feng with the aftermath of the collision and flew towards the old naughty boy.

Ouyang Feng was about to chase him, but he saw Yao Yue slapped Ouyang Ke from the air.

"stop!"

Ouyang Feng was furious and did not care about chasing Hong Qigong. He blasted out his palm and immediately gave Ouyang Ke a palm.

The sharp palm wind swept over, and Ouyang Ke was instantly blown away, spitting blood in his mouth.

"You're looking for death!"

Ouyang Feng was completely angry. Ouyang Ke was the son of his elder brother on the surface, but in fact he was his own son. Now he was almost killed.
To be continued...