The next step to open up the Spiritual Consciousness Sea is relatively simple for Qin Chuan, because this has little to do with cultivation qualifications, as long as the dantian qi has accumulated to a certain extent, and he has enough strength to break through the ancestral hallway, the experience of this level is the most important, which is also his biggest advantage.

Smelling the fishy smell coming from his body, his clothes were stained with a layer of disgusting oil sludge, in order to prevent his mother from nagging, he hurriedly washed it before his family got up.

A month later, I got a good news from Qin Long, Shark Island was broken by the official army, most of the pirates were killed and captured, and the pirates in the surrounding waters were also cleared once, which means that there will be no pirates to harass in the near future, but unfortunately Ruan Feixiong was seriously injured and fled into the open sea, and finally left behind trouble.

Hearing this news, the people of Qinjiawan breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, even if Ruan Feixiong wanted to take revenge, it would be impossible in a short time, and with enough time, the villagers could make more adequate preparations, and when the time came, they would be more confident to resist the attacks of the bandits.

The fishing village is calm again, people are always forgetful, and they can always quickly forget the pain of the past, Qin Chuan, who is a person in two lives, has a deeper understanding of this, of course, the stone in his heart has also fallen to the ground temporarily, but working hard to cultivate and enhance the power of self-preservation is the first priority at present!

When the middle of winter came, Old Master Wu was knocked down by a sudden cold snap, which was extremely dangerous for an old man of his age, and his only daughter and son-in-law took him into Wanghai City to recuperate, but before leaving, he left his homework for Qin Chuan, and entrusted him with the study house.

In fact, the old master's intention was very clear, if he died, those classics that he had treasured in his life would be given to this closed disciple.

Qin Chuan had long wanted to enter the bookstore to have a look, to understand the world, it was far from enough to rely on his parents' words and deeds and hearsay, and those classics were his way to spy on this world.

There are three rooms in the study room, the outer room is the living room, the left is the bedroom, the right is the study, there are two rows of bookshelves against the wall in the study, the bamboo slips are mainly on the left bookshelf, the silk books and paper books are mainly on the right, the bottom layer is also mixed with some animal skin books, the papermaking technology of this world is still relatively backward, and the ordinary paper is rough and not easy to preserve, so the paper books do not occupy the mainstream.

Qin Chuan was not interested in those scriptures and poems, so he picked for a long time and found a piece of bamboo slips and a thick silk book.

The title of the bamboo slip is "The History of the Northern Qi Dynasty", and the country where he is located is called the Northern Qi State, which records the historical overview of the Northern Qi Dynasty from the founding of the country to the present.

A few thousand words are read quickly, the Northern Qi State is one of the countries split from the Great Qi State hundreds of years ago, located in the northeast of this land called the Hanhai Continent, to Qin Chuan's surprise, the area of this country is larger than the entire Asia on the earth, and there are hundreds of countries like the Northern Qi in the Hanhai Continent.

Put down the bamboo slips, and pick up the silk book, this volume of silk book is called "Hanhai Scenery Chronicles", the author claims that he is a low-level casual cultivator who likes to travel around, and his whole life is just a walk around the countries of the Hanhai Continent, the book writes that although the Hanhai Continent is known as the mainland, it is actually just a big island in the boundless sea, but it is a pity that his cultivation is low, and he has no chance to travel to other continents, and hopes that future generations will help supplement the shortcomings of this volume.

Just reading the beginning made Qin Chuan gasp, the size of this world was really beyond his expectations, and he casually flipped through the content, which recorded some customs and anecdotes, which was really good as a pastime when he had nothing to do.

After that, Qin Chuan often lingered in Wu Fuzi's study house, just after the "Yuan Shuo" festival, bad news came, Wu old master died of illness in Wanghai City, which made him feel very depressed, usually although this old master was very strict with him, but how did he not know the strong care and expectation? As a closed disciple, he should go to Wanghai City to mourn.

In the eight years since he came to this world, in addition to going to sea twice with his father and going around the nearby towns, this trip to Wanghai City is also his first time going far away.

In addition to his father, who accompanied him to Wanghai City, there were also uncles Qin Long and others, and the old master Wu was highly respected in Qinjiawan and made great contributions to the education here, so the villagers naturally had to express themselves.

The sky is hazy, the temperature is not too low, but the humid air makes people feel cold, the cold wind blows through, sitting in the uncovered carriage is simply cold, before leaving, his mother specially sewed a new Pikan shoulder for Qin Chuan, which is still not too warm to wear on the small body, which makes him miss the warm down jacket.

"San'er, put it on!" Qin Biao took off his Pikan shoulder.

"Dad, I can do it, your injuries are not healed yet!" Qin Chuan returned Pikan's shoulder, jumped out of the carriage, and ran behind the carriage.

The speed of the carriage was not fast, but it was faster than a human jogging, and everyone didn't think anything at first, but Qin Chuan followed and ran for three or four miles and still didn't get on the car, nor was he pulled down, which was very remarkable.

Qin Long stabbed Qin Biao, "Fourth, your Xiaochuan is not simple, you see that he has been running for so long and his breath is still so long, I remember that he was weak when he was a child!"

"That's, didn't I tell you last time, my Xiaochuan has been enlightened by the immortal master, if it weren't for the old immortal's age, maybe he would have accepted him as a disciple!"

"Tsk... By the way, isn't it another Xianmen apprenticeship conference next year, why don't you let your family Xiaochuan try it!"

Qin Biao said hesitantly: "I'm afraid that the child is unwilling, I heard that the baby of the Li family in Qipan Town became an immortal master ten years ago, but then he died inexplicably, and ended up with no bones!"

"Yes, but why is there no danger in doing it? The child has this opportunity, so he must not delay it!"

Qin Chuan felt a little warmer, so he got into the carriage, and his body was much lighter after inducing qi into his body, plus he had been practicing light body kung fu, running a few miles was naturally nothing, he also heard the conversation between his father and his uncle, and his heart was a little moved, but when he thought that there was a powerful Ruan Feixiong who might come to take revenge at any time, this thought was temporarily put down.

The journey of more than 100 miles, with the speed of this carriage, only walked most of it at dusk, found a place to stay for a night, and arrived at Wanghai City the next morning.

It is similar to the ancient city wall in memory, the surface of the wall is mottled, the traces of repair are clearly visible, and the relevant cards are set up at the city gate to check the people coming and going, and those who are found to have goods are also taxed.

There was some seafood on the carriage, and after unsuccessful negotiations with the soldiers and tax collectors, he was forced to demand a tax of fifty cents.

After entering the city, he did not find an inn to stay, but first went to Zhao Chengfeng's house, Zhao Chengfeng, who was the son-in-law of the old master Wu, who had no father and mother since he was a child, was adopted by the old master, and later married his only daughter to him and gave him a future, so although Zhao Chengfeng is half a son, he is no different from his own son, and often goes to Qinjiawan to visit his father-in-law, and Qin Chuan naturally knows him.

Hearing that the people of Qinjiawan came to worship, Zhao Chengfeng did not put the main book on the shelf to greet him, and introduced everyone into the mourning hall with a few greetings, in addition to a few family members in the mourning hall, there were three people, a beautiful woman with filial piety, and two children who were about the same age as Qin Chuan.

The beautiful woman Zhao Wu is the only daughter of the old master Wu, her name is Wu Yue'er, and the young but already has a little bit of grace next to her is called Zhao Jie, and the other girl is called Zhao Qian, and the two are a pair of children of Zhao Chengfeng.

Qin Chuan paid tribute according to the etiquette, and then the two sides entered the side hall to talk.

After being polite for a while, Wu Yue'er called Qin Chuan aside, "Little junior brother, before his death, my father instructed me that the book house in Qinjiawan will be given to you, I hope you will not waste your studies and achieve something early!"

"Yes, senior sister, you also have to mourn, see that you are much more haggard than a year ago!"

Wu Yue'er touched his head, his father was quite optimistic about this closed disciple before his death, and the little guy was indeed a sensible child, if it wasn't a generation behind, coupled with the huge disparity between the two families, it would be good to have a relationship with his own Qian'er.

Qin Chuan was a little unnatural by the intimate actions of this beautiful woman, but fortunately, Zhao Jie and Zhao Qian followed at this time, and Wu Yue'er was diverted by them, "Why don't you two call people, how did you teach you before?"

"He's not as old as me, how can you call him uncle? Not to mention a countryman, hum!" Zhao Jie had a small face, a look of disdain, Zhao Qian next to him smiled whimily, and then hugged Wu Yue'er's arm, "Mother, I'm hungry!"

Wu Yue'er showed a helpless look, "Xiaochuan, don't be surprised, it's his father who spoiled them!"

Qin Chuan naturally didn't care about the two little dolls, just as his father shouted, he hurriedly returned to the side hall.

"Chuan'er, Master Zhao asked if you would like to stay in the Zhao Mansion, and you can study with the little young master when the time comes?"

"Thank you for your kindness, I'm young and knowledgeable, so I don't dare to bother!"

Studying is just to take the imperial examination, and under the influence of the memories of his previous life, he has long been disheartened by officialdom, so he doesn't care about reading, not to mention that he is not used to looking at other people's faces.

"Okay, your father intends to let you participate in the Xianmen Selection Conference, and Jie'er and Qian'er will also participate at that time, if you fail to pass the selection, it's not too late to go to school!"