When Feng Jiu heard Zhu An call out the word Tianpeng, he frowned slightly and asked, "What is the relationship between the angel and my marshal?"

“…”

Zhu An was speechless, and the other party's words really stopped him.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Zhu An did not say it clearly, but replied: "Tianpeng is a registered disciple of Master Xuandu. I am also working in Tushita Palace now, so my relationship is naturally unusual."

Although Zhu Hanxu had great trust in Feng Jiu, Zhu An still did not dare to believe it all.

Now that he mentions Tushita Palace and Xuandu, he will make Feng Jiu less suspicious and less thoughtful.

After a short moment, a half day passed, and Feng Jiu returned to his previous enthusiasm. A cup of tea made him taste the smell of the wine shop.

He laughed and shook his head. Zhu An understood clearly now. This is also a social expert!

"Can General Feng have any treasures that sneak into the Tianhe River?" Zhu An thought for a long time and finally asked about the real purpose of the trip.

"Spread into the Tianhe?"

Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, then hesitated without hesitation. He reached into his waist bag and took out a ball of black objects like black mud.

"A angel is to take out what the marshal left?"

Seeing Zhu An's shocked look, Feng Jiu smiled and said, "It's right for the angel to be careful, but there is no need to be suspicious of me. The marshal once explained to me with a distraction that the marshal's spirit was left to me by the marshal."

He handed over the mud-like black spirit to Zhu An, Feng Jiu looked out the hall with a distant look and said softly: "The grace of saving lives is recreated, not to mention that the marshal and I have the grace of knowing each other, so the angel just trust me."

When he said the last sentence, Feng Jiu turned his head and looked at Zhu An with a serious look.

Zhu An smiled gently, held up the teacup, and greeted him from afar.

Since the general's mansion finished drinking tea, Zhu An experienced the torture of entering the general's mansion again, and then escaped.

This general Feng is good at everything, but he has too many etiquette and too many ways!

After putting the two large bags of tea in his hand into the storage bag, Zhu An flew to the bank of the stone tablet again.

Put the Tianhe black essence into the lining and press it against the chest and abdomen, Zhu An slowly walked towards Tianhe.

Step by step, like a fool trying to find a short-sighted view, gradually being swallowed up by the river.

After testing, Zhu An did not feel the suction force.

This black mud is similar to special treasures such as Dingfeng Pill, and it has the effect of isolating the strange suction force at the bottom of the Tianhe River.

After isolating the suction force, the water of the Tianhe River still has the characteristics of preventing goose feathers from floating and reeds sinking.

However, these are nothing to Zhu An, who is good at water methods.

The force of urging water flow surfaced, and after identifying the direction of the stone tablet, Zhu An plunged into the river again, and then fled to the target at a speed like an arrow leaving the string.

After arriving at the stone tablet, Zhu An swam fifty-five feet along the stone tablet as Zhu Hanxu said.

What Zhu Hanxu said was that where he hid his family's resources, there was a water liquid much thicker than other Tianhe waters, and that water liquid was the "safe box" he made.

Fifty-five feet, no more or less.

Next is to investigate one by one.

Starting from the river surface, Zhu An slowly sinks.

One zhang...two zhang...five zhang...tw...tww...tww.hundred zhang.

The sky was pitch black. Even though Zhu An could already see the night as day, what caught his eye was a blue chaos.

Only by looking up can you see the light coming from the river.

How deep is this Tianhe?

I don’t know how long I have been diving, but Zhu An only knows that he has activated 50% of the magic power in his body to activate the method of water circulation.

This is due to the effect of the Tianhe Wujing that is attached between the chest and abdomen.

Continue to dive, just as Zhu An frowned and wanted to give up, a sticky liquid that was different from the surrounding water brushed across his body.

Zhu An moved his heart and stopped.

After a closer look, there are differences.

The original Tianhe water was all green, but this viscous water was orange-yellow, and the temperature was much higher than that of Tianhe water when the body touched it.

It should be here.

After adjusting his breathing for a moment, Zhu An began to pinch out and print it up and press it on the orange-yellow liquid according to the method taught by Zhu Hanxu.

Gradually, these orange-colored liquids began to change color and emit a faint light.

As Zhu An's seal continued to fall, large areas of thick water began to shrink and the color began to turn red.

About a quarter of an hour later, a red-haired and purple light appeared in front of Zhu An.

Above the light ball, a milky white bead is squeezed out.
Chapter completed!