If the cultivator in his heyday, not to mention the tide of the Qianjiang River, the waves of the Dora Sea could be stopped with just one word, but now he only has five divine patterns and does not have enough divine power. If he forcibly drinks the tide, he can only stop it. The calf pulls the cart and exhausts himself to death.
Jiang Xiu ordered: "Prepare a few things for me..."
"Paper, candles, and a long sword."
There are many people who want to do things for Mr. Jiang, and even more people who don't dare to do things for Mr. Jiang. Someone from Jiang Luoxia and the Wang family must lose today. If you bet on the right thing, your fortune will naturally skyrocket, but if you bet on the wrong thing, it will be doomed. To be conservative, Just stand there and watch the excitement.
"I'm going right now!"
Tang Wenchong responded and hurried to take care of things. The Tang family had already tied up Jiang Xiu. He had just sent a message to Jiang Xiu, and then Wang Xuehai was killed. If Jiang Xiu loses, I am afraid he will be the second person the Wang family wants to deal with. Tang family.
"What is this for?"
Everyone present was surprised. What was the use of having people prepare those things
"Ridiculous!"
Some people were very disdainful. When Jiang Xiu pushed Wang Xuehai off the plane and formed an undying feud with the Wang family, some people thought that Jiang Xiu was looking for death.
How can the Wang family, which has been passed down for two hundred years, be shaken by a small river city
Over the years, so many people have wanted to overthrow the Wang family, but no one has succeeded so far, but the price paid is bloody. In the eyes of most people, Jiang Xiu is not the first, and he will never be the last.
"snort!"
"Jiang Luoxia, don't try to delay time. You can't even get into the water. How can you be a match for my ancestors? You'd better kill yourself on the spot to avoid an ugly death."
Mrs. Wang was too cruel to kill Jiang Xiu immediately to avenge the bloodshed for his son and the Wang family.
I saw Jiang Xiu standing proudly on the tide-watching platform. In front of him was the tide of the Qianjiang River. The waves of the river hit the shore and swept up, reaching a height of five or six meters, making his body look extremely small, but in that scene The small body seems to contain huge Lingtian power, as if it can conquer everything.
"Mr. Jiang, we found something."
Jiang Xiu reached out and took it, and everyone stretched their necks out of curiosity to see how Jiang Xiu was able to get into the water.
I saw him taking the toilet paper and starting to fold it.
His fingers were long and strong, and the paper was under his control, flipping and folding with great dexterity and skill. It felt like a mage.
According to legend, the mage was very skillful and could use paper to channel spirits.
"What is he folding?"
After a while, a paper boat appeared in his palm.
"Paper boat?"
I saw Jiang Xiu lighting the candle again and placing it on the paper boat.
"River lights?"
In many places in China, there is a tradition of putting out river lanterns during the Hungry Ghost Festival to express one's longing for deceased relatives.
"He wants to put out river lanterns, and he wants to put up river lanterns on the Qianjiang tide?"
Could it be that he wanted to cast a spell to ask the God of the Qianjiang River to calm the tide
Other than that, they couldn't think of a second possibility.
"But how to release it?"
This is a river, not a river. How can anyone come to the riverside to put river lanterns? What's more, now the river tide is strong, the river waves hit the shore, and the river waves rolled up are five or six meters high, so it is possible to put river lanterns.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Jiang Xiu held the river lantern in front of him, and turned his mouth to the candle. He kept opening and closing his mouth, and kept saying something. The candlelight became weird, as if the surrounding scenery was dimmed, leaving only dimness. The candlelight is flickering.
"It's like making a wish!"
But the next second, everyone's hearts tightened, because the voice in Jiang Xiu's mouth became louder and louder. It went from being inaudible before, to being vaguely audible, and then it was so loud that it was so loud that it was difficult to hear what Jiang Xiu was saying. A very ancient language, vast and desolate, and getting more and more urgent in the end.
The momentum skyrocketed instantly!
"go!"
Jiang Xiu's hand that was dragging He Deng suddenly swung. The He Deng was already thrown away and fell toward the waves of the Qianjiang River in front of him. If he was thrown out like this, He Deng would not be able to be beaten by the waves without a trace.
But a shocking scene happened.
The river lantern landed on the top of the sweeping river waves, controlled it steadily, and then sank as the river waves fell. Miraculously, it was not knocked over by the river waves. When the river waves rose again, the river lanterns The lantern also followed the trend and was not knocked over. The broken boat seemed to have someone inside, riding the wind and waves.
What's even more strange is that the candle is still not extinguished. Not only that, the candlelight above does not move at all, as if the wind blows around and stops.
Jiang Xiu suddenly shouted angrily, pointing his finger, and his voice was astonishing: "The river lamp asks the water ghost!"
The river lanterns drift along the way and keep moving forward!
Drive all the way to the depths of the Qianjiang River.
"this… "
"It's incredible."
Seeing such a thing that went against the laws of nature, everyone present looked dumbfounded and marveled again and again. Jiang Cheng and Jiang Luoxia's reputation was indeed well-deserved, and his skills were incredible.
"How can this be?"
Ye Wenchen, Cheng Lingsu and others were all stunned that Jiang Xiu had such magical powers.
Even Mrs. Wang was shocked. With her eyesight, she couldn't tell what kind of spell Jiang Xiu used. This was too shocking.
"Even so, what's the use?"
Clang!
Jiang Xiu unsheathed his long sword. An ordinary long sword, when Jiang Xiu pulled it out, it burst out with intense light. When he raised his head, he saw storms and wolf howls coming from around him. He raised the long sword in his hand high. The sword kept chanting incantations, and the light on the sword skyrocketed. The light was erratic and spread out to a length of more than ten meters.
"The wind and clouds are gone with a wave of sleeves, and the sword falls and the rivers are broken."
When the long sword was slashed out, all space and time disappeared. It seemed that only that sword light remained in the world, a white and dazzling sword light.
The sword light slashed hard at the Qianjiang River and fell into the river. In an instant, the river was divided into two sections from the middle. A vast storm swept to both sides, as if carrying the power of heaven and earth, pushing the river up to the sky and turning into two sections. The torrent poured out in both directions.
"Why, how is it possible!"
The eyes of everyone present almost popped out of their heads, and they started shouting wildly.
This was the Qianjiang River. When the tide hit it, even the hundreds of meters long cross-river bridge could be broken. However, it was cut open by his sword. The vast river water was cut into two pieces by Jiang Xiu, as if it was torn apart. Half, this completely subverted their imagination.
To shake the power of heaven and earth with one's own strength is simply unbelievable.
To achieve this, even if all the current technology is piled up, even if the military department brings in the latest weapons to bomb inside, it is impossible to do it.
"What kind of ancient swordsmanship is this?"
Mrs. Wang's face changed wildly.
"Ignorance, stupidity!"
How can the sword of immortal martial arts be comparable to the ancient swordsmanship passed down by the ancestors on earth? This is the magic of immortality.
"he… "
Cheng Lingsu was dumbfounded, he, he actually had such ability, he was as strong as a god.
But they have seen Jiang Xiu walking proudly into the river tide, his feet stepping on the water waves as if walking on flat ground, and there are waves coming all the way. If there are huge waves in front of him, he will cut them away with a sword.
What's even more surprising is that every time he lands his sword, when the river waves disperse, he can see river lanterns floating up and down with the river waves, guiding him the way.
At this point, there was no trace of doubt, let alone ridicule.
Already completely shocked.
It wasn't until Jiang Xiu entered the depths of the Qianjiang River and disappeared from everyone's sight that there was a rustling sound. Didn't Mrs. Wang mock Jiang Xiu for not being able to even get out of the Jiang tide? Mr. Jiang's strength was a slap in the face. , not only went down the river, but also in such a shocking way.
Tang Zhenshan, Tang Wenchong and other Tang family members were extremely confident: "Mr. Jiang has magical powers, Mr. Jiang has magical powers..."
The future of the Tang family is completely tied to Jiang Xiu.
When one is prosperous, both are prosperous; when one is lost, both are harmed.
In fact, it is quite difficult for Jiang Xiu to achieve this with his current cultivation level. It may seem domineering, but in fact it contains indescribable and amazing skills in controlling divine power to its peak.
This is only possible for a person like Xiu Shen, who has reached the peak of his strength and then lost it, to have such a deep control over the way of water.
Unknowingly, the sky became dark.
In the depths of the Qianjiang River, Jiang Xiu's people could no longer be seen, but the weak light lit by a candle still emanated, eerie and a bit strange.
Mrs. Wang's eyes became serious. Jiang Xiu had already entered the water. If the ancestor was in the water, Jiang Xiu would definitely find him.
The battle of demigods is really going to happen.