This monk was wearing a black checkered robe, and his right hand was placed in front of him, and the nine-foot demon-subduing golden Buddha pestle was held on top of his left hand and stood beside him.

His eyes were slightly closed, his face was resolute, and his demeanor was calm.

Although sitting quietly in the crowd, it gives people a sense of serenity and etherealism.

In front of him was a down-and-out middle-aged man, this person's eyes showed confusion, and there was a trace of sadness and blood in his confused eyes, obviously he should have been immersed in extremely sad emotions.

It's just that!

Right now, it seems that something has touched the softest part of his heart.

So, for a while, I was a little crazy.

After a long time, the down-and-out middle-aged man took a long deep breath and bowed down to the monk with joy and sincerity.

"Taught!"

The middle-aged man kowtowed respectfully three times, got up and pushed away the crowd and left.

Chu Jiang looked at the scene in front of him but was stunned, when did a monk actually come to the boat?

On this continent, there are naturally many monks.

But!

The monk in front of him attracted Chu Jiang's attention because he was different from ordinary monks.

Can't see through!

Chu Jiang couldn't see through this monk.

In this case, there are only two possibilities, first, the monk's strength is too strong, and second, the monk has practiced some kind of advanced practice of hiding the aura!

Chu Jiang showed a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

This monk was the first martial artist he had encountered after leaving Cangwu City who could not see his strength.

However, after Chu Jiang thought about it, apart from surprise, he didn't have any other thoughts, this world is so big, Chu Jiang's strength is not the first in the world, what does it count to see a person who is stronger than himself?

Thinking of this, Chu Jiang shook his head, didn't pay attention, and walked over directly.

Chu Jiang didn't use the Dao Eye, because he didn't dare to be interested in the monk's exercises, and the reason was so powerful.

"Half-step through the Xuan?"

At the moment when Chu Jiang walked out of the cabin, the monk's gaze fell on him.

......

The rain kept falling, and the mountains and rivers were shrouded in a layer of mist, which made it difficult to see in a hazy way.

At this moment, a boat that was obviously privately owned by a wealthy family was slowly crossing the mountains and rivers.

This big ship was extremely luxurious, and the ship was full of guards dressed in green clothes, and these guards had indifferent expressions, and they stood under the roofs on both sides of the ship, and a solemn aura arose.

It can be seen that the strength of these guards is not weak.

The rooms on the ship are also extremely luxurious, and all the bodies are made of precious sandalwood.

This kind of sandalwood is called sandalwood, which is an extremely rare kind of wood, and there are many patterns carved on it, including dragons, birds, fish, and insects...... Strange and varied, showing an indescribable elegance.

White curtains, covering all sides.

The refreshing smell of sandalwood has not been covered up in this heavy rain, and the fragrance is terrifying.

In the cabin, two people sit upright.

A man in green clothes, and a wonderful woman in a red dress and a white veil covering her face.

"What do you mean?"

A slightly dissatisfied voice came from the woman's mouth.

The man in Tsing Yi shrugged his shoulders, handed over a talisman seal, and said with a relaxed smile: "He asked for another payment." ”

The little flame cinnabar between the red-clothed woman's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but there was a trace of disgust in her cold and beautiful eyes.

But!

She still took the talisman seal, and her beautiful eyes were about to groan.

After a while, the woman in red said softly: "Back to him, add another Linghu Pill, and kill it together with that half-step Tongxuan, so as not to leak the news." ”

The man in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Xuan-level lower grade pill Linghu Pill...... Hehe, for your junior sister, you have really invested a lot of money, so it adds up, but it is enough to give him four pills, and his goal is actually just a woman who is at the peak of his mortality, tsk......"

Hearing the man's resistance in Tsing Yi, the woman in red Fan Dai wrinkled slightly, glanced at him, and said softly: "Back to him." ”

The man in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows again, then shrugged his shoulders, said no more, turned around and walked to the same table on the side, and waved the ink, and after a while, the ink fell.

He put down his pen and ink, folded the paper from before, and then grabbed a bird from the birdcage next to the table. He put the folded pieces of paper into a small bamboo tube tied to the bird's legs, sealed them, and walked to the window.

The white veil was lifted and the bird was released.

It was raining heavily, but the bird was still soaring into the sky, and it didn't have any effect at all, and it flew away towards the front of the ship.

After a while, in the vast rain, he disappeared.

The birds were let go, and the two were the only ones left in the boathouse.

"Tomorrow night, there must be no third boat around these weeks!"

The woman in red looked at the man in Tsing Yi and said coldly, "This matter is small if it is small, and big is big." I don't want anything to go wrong, you know?"

The man in Tsing Yi hurriedly nodded and agreed.

After a moment of silence, the woman in red turned around and sat down on a chair with her beautiful eyes closed.

The man in Tsing Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, took a sip of tea, and laughed softly, and his eyes flashed red from time to time.

......

The cold moon is like silver, pouring heaven and earth.

After the rain, the sky and the earth are clear, and the stars dot the starry sky, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Late at night, people sleep.

In Chu Jiang's room, a faint cyan color was still uncultivated, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Jiang suddenly opened his eyes, and the impatience flashed from under his eyes and disappeared. And the pale cyan luster also disappeared.

After a long time.

Chu Jiang calmed down and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

It took him a quarter of an hour to forcibly suppress the feeling of sullenness that kept welling up in his chest.

"Why the hell is today, the feeling of upset and irritability is so intense!"

Chu Jiang frowned, faintly a little worried.

Since the last time he had explored the scourge of the demons in his heart, his cultivation had stabilized to the realm of half-step Xuanxuan.

In the next few days, except for the slight condensation of his spiritual power every day, he never felt the slightest improvement in his cultivation, which made it difficult for him, who was used to rapid breakthroughs, to adapt.

A few days ago, Chu Jiang had already discovered that an indescribable feeling of irritation rose in his heart, affecting his mind.

But!

Whenever he started to cultivate, such impatience would disappear.

I don't know what's wrong today, no matter how Chu Jiang suppresses his mind, it is difficult to eliminate the impatience in his heart, and even, this eagerness faintly affects his mood, making his whole person become a little irritable.

This is the first time for Chu Jiang.

In this way, Chu Jiang had to pay attention, he stood up, walked to the window, and looked away.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, his brow furrowed.