If we infer from ancient legends, the unusualness of Majiahe seems to be able to explain it. The number nine has a special meaning in ancient China. Nine is the number of yang and the principle of Tao. The way of heaven is based on nine, and the way of Gan Xuan is used to nine, so that the law of heaven can be seen./p>

The nine diffuse rivers left by Dayu after controlling the Yellow River, and these nine rivers divided the world into nine provinces. They were recorded in ancient chapters and were also called the ancient nine rivers of Yugong./p>

The number of nine rivers and the source of nine rivers seem to fit the saying that dragons give birth to nine sons. If the Yellow River was transformed by the Dragon Ancestor, then the Majia River in front of you should be transformed by one of the nine sons. It is terrifying to think about it carefully, they are all the most powerful creatures in ancient times./p>

Dadadada.../p>

A sound of tricycle driving came, and there was a large area of ​​land in the river bank not far away for growing watermelons. August is the season for watermelons to be launched in the world, and at this time, melon farmers must live in the field to see watermelons./p>

Just now, a car of watermelons were taken away. At this time, there was only an old farmer who looked at watermelons in Majia River. Jiangdong changed into a modern outfit and walked up to shout, "Uncle, how are the melons selling this year?"/p>

"It's okay, guys, where are you?" The old farmer looked at Jiangdong vigilantly while cleaning up. Even in mid-summer, few people came to Majiahe in the middle of the night, let alone children of sixteen or seventeen./p>

"I passed by and happened to see a car of watermelons leaving. I was very thirsty. Buy a watermelon to eat." Jiang Dong smiled and said./p>

"Eating a watermelon is not worth it, I won't give it to you, I'll pick it for you." The old farmer said, and he took out a large watermelon worth ten kilograms from the field, and cut it into dozens of pieces./p>

"Thank you uncle." Jiang Dong was not polite, so he grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth: "Uncle, our Majiahe River is so beautiful, a good place to enjoy the cool night."/p>

The old farmer took out two stools and handed them to Jiangdong: "Who is here to enjoy the cool air? Hei family can still meet someone who is watching melons these years. No one dares to come to Hei family a few years ago."/p>

"Why, is it haunted?" Jiang Dong looked like he was a joke./p>

"Of course, evil is very good. Have you seen the bridge to the north? There used to be a female ghost crying there, and many people have encountered it. The Hei family would encounter ghosts and walls to make them, and roll down from the embankment in a daze. A man in my village came back from the town and walked around the grave for a night but couldn't get out. You don't know, the most evil is still this river. In the past, people often saw a big white snake dozens of meters long climbing from the river. As they climbed, they didn't know where they went."/p>

When talking about this topic, the old farmer seemed very excited. This is also the most interesting topic of discussion among the people. When asked why the old farmer dared to read melons alone, the old farmer smiled and said, "That was all passed down by everyone in the past, who knows the truth or falsehood, no one has seen it now."/p>

After bidding farewell to the old farmer in Jiangdong, he walked directly to the small bridge built in the river in the north. Because the water flow of Majia River is only five or six meters wide in the center all year round, people built a small bridge at the bottom of the two kilometers wide river./p>

After using the Om exercise, Jiangdong carefully observed the small bridge and the bottom of the river. There was no abnormality at the beginning. It was not until he drilled into the bottom of the bridge that a blue crack appeared under the water, which was extremely small like a spider silk. If it was not targeted, if it was not possessing the Om exercise, it would be impossible to realize it./p>

The crack penetrated deep into the ground and stretched toward the east bank of the river. Finally, the Jiangdong crossed the embankment and found clues in the farmland more than 100 meters east of the river. There was a small space there!/p>

路—/p>

Jiangdong's two fingers merged, and a lightning light shot out, and then slashed through the space with lightning. Inside was a huge ancient house, and there was an altar in the courtyard, with dark blue ghost fires burning on it./p>

"Who are you? You dare to break into the forbidden area of ​​the Yin-Yang Dharma King!" A shrill ghost sound came, and two little ghosts from the Three Qi Realm immediately surrounded him./p>

"Are you sent the person who killed Zhong Chengxu?" Jiangdong shouted directly to the deepest part of the ancient house with his powerful soul power. I guess these two little ghosts don't know./p>

"What Zhong Chengxu, the wandering ghost dares to act wild here!" A little ghost rushed up directly. He had reached the three Qi Chaoyuan Realm and was also a big leader in this small world./p>

Puff!/p>

Jiangdong took action to kill two ghosts, and instantly got out of a nest. He was wearing a Taoist uniform and was majestic and burly. The dust in his hand pointed to Jiangdong: "Dust returns to dust and soil, and you have entered the underworld, why do you still come to my Yin-Yang Realm to kill people?"/p>

"The Yang world is Yang, the Yin world is Yin, there is no Yin and Yang realm. You can prevent so many ghosts from entering the underworld from being reborn, and it will harm the world, and you cannot forgive me!" Jiangdong stood in the sky and floated towards the ancient house./p>

"What are you? I can use you to forgive me and kill him!" The Yin-Yang Dharma King Fu Chen shook, and more lonely ghosts emerged from the altar, but their realm was too low, and harming the world was enough, but facing Jiangdong, the city lord-level powerhouse, he was like a group of ants./p>

Puff puff puff puff.../p>

Jiang Dong's palm suddenly enlarged and grabbed the group of little ghosts. With his big hand, dozens of little ghosts exploded: "It's too weak, don't force me to kill you all. Did you send someone to kill Zhong Chengxu? Say!"/p>

"Give it all to me! Kill him! Kill him!" The Yin-Yang Dharma King flew to the altar while flying to the altar to prepare for opening the altar, and actually wanted to summon Black and White Impermanence./p>

Puff puff puff puff.../p>

Jiangdong slapped a piece of his body with one palm and directly slapped his fist at the Yin-Yang Dharma King: "If you don't say it, then I will destroy your entire little world!"/p>

Boom!/p>

Just as Jiangdong giant fist approached the altar, a dazzling light appeared on the edge of the altar, forming a protective cover. However, this was useless. The light curtain broke out without holding on for a moment. But in just this short time, the Yin-Yang Dharma King roared, and a gate suddenly opened on the ground, and eight black and white impermanence emerged in an instant./p>

"Please accept this evil ghost!" The Yin-Yang Dharma King instantly carried out a bunch of underworld coins and bribed them./p>

The eight black and white impermanents quickly divided the underworld coins, and then looked at Jiangdong, and a breath that could not resist spread. This is the momentum that belongs to the underworld and the black and white impermanents: "You have a strong evil spirit on your body, you should be a full of evil spirits. It seems that you will clean up the Eighth Palace today!"/p>

"Get back!" Jiang Dong shouted, and the scene of thousands of black and white impermanence evolving behind him was killed by Aotouji, and his big hand grabbed the Yin-Yang Dharma King./p>

The scene was so shocking. The eight black and white impermanents disappeared into the gate on the ground with just a glance. The Yin and Yang Dharma King was completely shocked. Facing the big hand captured by Jiangdong, there was not even a decent resistance at all./p>

"Good luck to the immortal, go to the immortal..." The Yin-Yang Dharma King shook like a sieve, and there was no momentum of the Dharma King./p>

"Say!" Jiang Dong's fingers shot out a lightning light, cutting off one of the legs of the Yin and Yang Dharma King in an instant./p>

The Yin-Yang Dharma King shouted: "Ah..., I said, I said. It was the River God who asked me to do it. I never dared to ask the reason for it. He never revealed it. The River God is very powerful, and it seems to have a background of the Yin-Yang world. In a small world like us, there are ten people working for the River God in the entire Majia River Basin. I said, don't kill me."/p>

"Take me to find the River God."/p>

"Good my life, I'm lucky my life, I'll definitely die if I go there. The River God is in the River God Temple, and there is a small broken house twelve miles north, which is there." The Yin-Yang Dharma King was so scared that his soul was all over the place. It was obvious that he was usually bullied by the River God's tyranny./p>

"You are not dead yet, why do you have such a strong yin energy?" Jiang Dong grabbed the Yin-Yang Dharma King and looked over and over, and was quite confused about this body containing the Yin-Yang energy./p>

The Yin-Yang Dharma King was so scared that his whole body was trembling. The Dharma King, who was just now doing his might, actually cried and said, "I have the ultimate Yin constitution. Living in the extreme Yin can prolong my life. Over time, the yin energy on my body will increase. Sometimes, I don't know if I am a dead person or a living person?"/p>

Jiangdong pointed his finger and a divine mark penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of the Yin and Yang Dharma King: "I have imposed a restriction on your divine consciousness. Your task in the future is to protect my parents. If you have a little unfaithful intention, the restriction will instantly shatter your divine consciousness, and even your head will explode."/p>

"Yes, yes, the best immortal, the young one must do their duty to protect the Lord Lingzun." The Yin-Yang Dharma King himself has just entered the Yihua Gathering Stage, and his strength is already very strong in the world of the world. However, he faces Jiangdong, a strong man in the peak stage of Yihua Gathering Stage with a holy-level body./p>

Jiangdong put the Yin-Yang Dharma King into the Bat Ring, destroyed the small world at will, and all the lonely ghosts were wiped out. He did not have the ability to take them into the cycle of reincarnation, and let them go and could only harm the world, so he could only kill them all./p>

After a few breaths, Jiangdong appeared beside the Majia River twelve miles away. There was indeed a small thatched house in front of it. The cottage was only a small door one meter wide and there were no windows. The door was locked, and it seemed that it had not been opened for many years./p>

Although it is called the Heshen Temple, it does not look like a temple. There is only a half-meter-high stove in front of the door. There is only a little accumulation of soil or ash in the stove. Obviously, there are very few people coming here to worship, and they should have been in a abandoned state./p>

This kind of small temple is very dangerous. Once it is abandoned for a long time, the righteous gods inside will slowly transform into evil gods. This is why people who invite gods and Buddhas should worship them often. Never put them in a house without popularity for too long, otherwise they will become evil gods./p>

"Hmph! Do you want to die if you destroy my small world?" A somewhat old voice came from the hut./p>

"Old man, are you quite low-key? Is it comfortable to live in such a broken place?" Jiangdong walked directly into the broken house. A small house that was originally less than four square meters had a space of hundreds of square meters. In the space is a three-story building from the Republic of China period. This kind of small building is rarely seen in the north, and it is a typical southern style./p>

"The first flower gathering period, no wonder it is so arrogant! Boy, it's easy to break through just now." An old man with a white head appeared by the window on the third floor of the small building, with a hunched back and his two small eyes glowing green. This is a powerful person. He has been in the middle of the two flower gathering period, and is enough to be a king and an ancestor in the living room./p>

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