Although the area of the Fuchun River where Lin Ping arrived is extremely wide, there are mountains on both sides of the river.

The mountain peaks are verdant and beautiful, and the river water is crystal clear.

In the middle of the river, you can occasionally watch fishermen rowing bamboo rows, singing unknown ancient tunes home, tired birds returning to their nests among the trees, and birds singing.

Lin Ping's sword was horizontal in the air, and after discerning the direction, he flew south along the river.

Although he is not a road idiot, he gets a share

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