Since returning to the family after building the foundation, and now quietly leaving, it has only been a year and a half.

It can be said that it comes and goes in a hurry.

However, for immortal cultivators, it is normal to wander in all directions.

The path of cultivation begins with a single step, and going to various places to find opportunities is what a seeker should do.

In this Pingling Mountain Range, the monks in the middle stage of foundation building can be called top monks.

It can be seen that the resources of this place are limited and not enough to support the later monks.

If Fang Yuan wanted to cultivate further, he could only go out, go to other places, and look for opportunities.

If you continue to stay here, you will only waste your time.

What's more, he has been building the foundation for more than two years, and according to the rules of the Extreme Yang Sect, the general foundation building monks need to return to the sect within three years and report for the record.

Even if the time limit is exceeded, it won't have much impact, but it's not good at all.

And most importantly, the foundation building monks can also receive some benefits from the sect.

At the same time, some of the top secret techniques of the Extreme Yang Sect will also be open to him.

This is the benefit of the sect monks.

In the sect, the benefits enjoyed by Qi cultivation disciples are not much, but after the foundation is built, it is different.

Both the treatment and welfare of the foundation building monks have been greatly improved.

Therefore, after leaving the family this time, Fang Yuan was ready to return to the sect first.

The foundation building monk could escape in the sky, and Fang Yuan controlled the light to shuttle between the clouds, and the speed was extremely fast.

Like a long rainbow, it passed away.

At this time, it is the season of spring flowers, everything recovers, and the grass grows and the warbler flies.

Fang Yuan was not in a hurry to leave.

Along the way, the pace is sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

In this way, more than two months passed.

……

It's the end of April.

On the Qinglan River in Jiazhou, a flat boat slowly sailed out of the water.

At the bow of the boat was an old man in a hat and a robe, his face was weathered, and his thick hands were full of calluses. The old man was paddling hard.

Although life is hard and simple, the old man hums an unknown tune in his mouth, which is particularly open-minded.

"Gui Yi Xilan oar, hit the sky and trace the streamer......"

In the cabin was a young girl, dressed in a coarse cloth dress, and her jet-black hair was tied up with hemp rope, looking very capable.

Although there is no powder on the face, it is also very delicate, perhaps because of the long years on the river, the face and the exposed arms and calves are a little dark.

But it's not ugly, it's a kind of healthy beauty anyway.

The girl sat cross-legged in the cabin, cooking something, and humming an unknown tune on her lips, looking very happy.

Under the careful cooking of the girl, the smoke curls and the aroma slowly overflows.

Smelling the fragrant scent, the girl smiled with satisfaction as her eyes crept into the bow of the boat.

Following the girl's gaze, there was a young man in a green robe standing on the bow of the boat.

The young man stood on the bow of the boat, looking into the distance, as if he was looking at something, and the whole person had a unique temperament, which made people involuntarily attracted by it.

This person is none other than Fang Yuan who left the family.

However, it was said that Fang Yuan had traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, traveled the world, and had traveled to several state cities.

Now he has come to Jiazhou, which is not far from the Extreme Yang Sect.

After coming here, I happened to meet this pair of ancestors and grandchildren who made a living from the river by the river.

Seeing this vast river and boundless beauty, Fang Yuan had the interest of swimming in the river.

So he did not harness the light, but rented the old man's ship with worldly money.

He didn't give more, only more than ten taels.

It's not that Fang Yuan is stingy, but that the husband is innocent and guilty, if he gives the old man too much money at once, it may bring them unwarranted disasters.

It was not a parent, and there was no need for Fang Yuan to deliberately help them.

There is a poor life in poverty, and there is a rich life in wealth.

Everyone has their own way of living, although the grandparents are not rich, but they live happily and happily.

Fang Yuan would not change their lives.

"Ride a flat boat...... A millet ...... the sea"

Standing on the bow of the boat, looking at the calm river, my heart is as calm as water.

Now it is the time of mid-spring, the time of April in the world.

The peach blossoms on both sides of the Qinglan River are blooming, and the boat passes through the river, and the scenery on both sides of the river is unobstructed.

The old man rowed the boat, Fang Yuan looked at the beautiful scenery, and the girl sat in the cabin boiling thick soup.

If a painter sees this scene, a picture of a boat will definitely be able to leap onto the paper.

The boat slowly sailed into the middle of the river, and under the impact of the downstream, it sailed into the distance.

The old man didn't shake the oars either, put them on his sides, and turned back.

When the girl saw the old man, she exclaimed, "Grandpa......

"Good granddaughter, what is delicious, it is so fragrant!"

The old man twitched his nose vigorously and said with some exaggeration, his eyes full of pampering.

The grandparents and grandchildren are happy.

Hearing her grandfather's praise, the girl lowered her head a little shyly, and whispered, "It's the soup cooked with green jade and white fish......

"Why did you boil my green jade white fish? …… That's worth three taels of silver...... If it is sold to Bichun Building, I can't say that I will give four taels......"

When the old man heard that the girl had cooked the hard-won and priceless green jade and white fish, he suddenly felt a little distressed.

But despite this, he did not blame his granddaughter.

He has lived most of his life, and money is not as important to him as he imagined.

In this Qinglan River, the most famous is this green jade white fish. This fish is extremely delicious, one is worth three or four taels of silver, and there is no market.

There is no mistake

The old man also happened to catch such a fish in the morning, and he planned to sell it in the market in the evening.

I didn't think about it, but I was cooked by his precious children and grandchildren.

"Isn't it just a fish......"

Seeing her grandfather's exaggerated appearance, the girl was a little embarrassed, and her eyes quietly looked at Fang Yuan at the bow of the boat.

Seeing the girl's eyes, the old man seemed to understand something and shook his head slightly.

As an old man over half a hundred years old, he has never seen any strong winds and waves, and his granddaughter who gets along day and night is obviously a spring heart.

Merely......

Fang Yuan was dressed in a gorgeous costume, with an extraordinary shot, and that unique and noble temperament, at first glance, he was an extraordinary person who was either rich or noble.

But his granddaughter is ......

didn't open his mouth to poke it, but the old man beckoned, "Childe, it's windy on the river, let's drink fish soup to warm up!" ”

"This fish is a green jade white fish, and the taste is extremely delicious!"

The old man is not stingy, and he is willing to share the priceless fish with others.

"yes...... Childe tasted it, it was fragrant! ”

The girl plucked up her courage and sent an invitation to Fang Yuan.

The young man in front of her can be said to be the best-looking person she has seen in the past ten years, and her temperament is so unique.

The girl is still young, and she doesn't know what likes and love are.

However, she did have a good impression of Fang Yuan at first sight, otherwise she would not have cooked the white fish.

How could she not know that this fish was worth a fortune?

It can only be said that girlish feelings are always poetry.

Hearing the invitation of the two, Fang Yuan came back to his senses, and he did not have an arrogant and dismissive attitude.

Instead, he said something approachable, "Oh? Yes, I have long heard that this green jade and white jade is a must in Jiazhou, and I can taste it today, it is really an unexpected joy, so thank you to the old man and the girl! ”

"No thanks, no thanks, let's try it...... Drink hot! ”

Seeing Fang Yuan walk in, the girl hurriedly filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Fang Yuan, her eyes full of anticipation.

"So! It's disrespectful in the next place! ”

is not hypocritical, Fang Yuan took the dishes and chopsticks, tasted a bite, and said with praise, "It's really delicious, the girl has good craftsmanship!" ”

Hearing Fang Yuan's praise, the girl's eyebrows suddenly curved, full of joy.

Just as he was about to say something, a melancholy voice came from the side, "Oh, my old man hasn't taken a sip yet, tsk!" ”

After hearing her grandfather's words, the girl's words suddenly stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say anything.

After a moment, she glanced at her grandfather angrily, and then handed him a bowl of fish soup.

The bowl is full of white fish, and it is warm.

Chapter 159: Boating on the River