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Half a year later.

Lethe River Overseas Sea.

A three-story sea-crossing boat docks on the side of the coast of Jinyando and lowers a long boarding ramp.

Xu Xing and Wu Miao boarded the boat together, walked onto the flying boat under the command of the Mountain and Sea Sect, and then sat cross-legged on the deck as if no one was around, waiting for the flying boat to take off.

There are a total of fifth-class ferry tickets for crossing the sea, and the first-class ones have separate cultivation retreats, pill rooms, and daily spiritual food supplies, while the rest of the classes have gradually decreasing treatment.

The fifth-class ticket, known as the "fifth-class ticket", can only sit on the deck of the flying boat, and does not even have a house for retreat and meditation.

"This Taoist friend, with a Taoist companion...... It's too stingy to only buy a top five ticket......"

"However, the ticket from Lechuan Sea to Beihuang is hard to find, and the single ticket price is more than 300,000 Lingbei ......, and the two of them are estimated to have emptied their money bags......

One after another, the monks boarded the ship, whispering and talking in a low voice when they saw Xu Xing and Wu Miao approaching the ship's railing.

Many people, when they spoke, looked at them with a little more disdain.

It's just a single boat ride and a five-class ticket.

Save money on the road, there's nothing to put a beak on.

But taking a boat with a Taoist companion to take a five-class ticket will inevitably look a little shabby, which will provoke some people to ridicule.

After all, fourth-class tickets, double tickets, and one cabin are only less than 30% more expensive than single tickets.......

What's more, Wu Miao's female cultivator's temperament is still a little good.

"Senior Brother Xu, it's all mine, it's not me, let you be misunderstood and implicated."

Seeing this, Wu Miao apologized.

Originally, Xu Xing's identity on Giant Mastiff Island was very successful, and no one could detect Xu Xing's abnormal appearance as an elder of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion.

But because of her "willfulness", the identity that Xu Xing had so hard to create was ruined.

Now, because she is going to return to the Starfall Sect to inherit the position of head ......, Xu Xing, the Dao Dan True Monarch, has to accompany her to take a fifth-class ticket to cross the sea and fly boat.

"It's just a fifth-class ticket, this humiliation, nothing."

Xu Xing shook his head, signaling that Wu Miao didn't have to mind.

The fifth-class ticket for the sea crossing the sea is probably equivalent to the "hanging ticket" of the train in the previous life.

Strictly speaking, there is no such thing as a fifth-class ticket.

The reason why he and Wu Miao bought the "Wujia Ticket" was because the "Wujia Ticket" could be purchased from the black market.

In addition, the "top five votes" will be much more relaxed in terms of examining the identity and qualifications of monks, and it is easy to get through the test in confusion.

According to the results of several fate deductions, as well as an encounter with Ruan Baimei half a year ago, Xu Xing probably understood his situation at this time......

Flying Feather Asgar was not wanted by him either openly or secretly.

But his identity is very embarrassing, and he belongs to the "black household" of the Flying Feather Immortal Palace.

The danger came from the rest of the sects, not from within the Flying Feather Immortal Palace.

The small and medium-sized sects coveted his inheritance.

Although the Stygian Spring Sect didn't care about his inheritance, they wanted to use his identity to make a big fuss. Revenge on the Flying Feather Immortal Palace.

Therefore, in the Lechuan Sea, after this battle, he stayed with limited benefits.

Of course, it was mainly because the brocade-clothed man revealed his identity.

Although he and Ruan Baimei killed all the pirates who surrounded and killed Wu Miao, the big man in brocade was an old man, and he had a back hand in advance and leaked his and Wu Miao's identities.

Lethe Chuanhai's Hundred Treasure Pavilion Branch, he couldn't stay any longer.

And go to the Northern Wilderness .......

The Northern Wilderness was not touched by the forces of the Flying Feather Immortal Palace. With the Flying Feather Immortal Palace and the Stygian Spring Sect, one south and one north. His safety will be guaranteed to a certain extent.

In addition, the black and wonderful Xuan Xuan body, with double cultivation, can improve his cultivation.

Although it was not as obvious as the first promotion, it had benefited him a lot over time.

Another point, the blessed land ...... of the Starfall Sect is very important to him.

Advance operations are required.

"Since Senior Brother Xu doesn't care, then the concubine body is also relieved."

Wu Miao bowed slightly, and began to follow Xu Xing's appearance, closing her eyes tightly, not letting go of the slightest time for cultivation.

From the Lechuan Sea to the Northern Wilderness, the flying boat of the Shanhai Sect took the route of the Fengxi River.

The Fengxi River originates in the Northern Wilderness.

Just go on it.

"The scenery is still the same, but I don't know if Ouyang Pan'an was proud or frustrated in the world back then......"

More than a month later, the flying boat had crossed the sea at home and abroad and arrived at the mouth of the Fengxi River.

Xu Xing opened his eyes and looked down at the scene under the boat.

The scene was the same as ever.

The magnificent Fengxi River flows from north to south into the purple Lechuan Sea, and at the intersection of the river and the sea, there are many land continents, like topaz accessories on the jade belt.

It's exactly the same as when he took a flying boat to the Purple Magpie Valley more than a hundred years ago. No changes have been made.

"No wonder Donghuang Prefecture is called the ...... of Donghuang Prefecture"

Xu Xing looked towards the Tianyun Mountain Range near the Fengxi River.

Hidden in the white clouds and mist, these mountains are vast and vast, like the wings of a phoenix bird spreading its wings.

The estuary of the Fengxi River is the beak of this phoenix bird.

After crossing the sea and sailing to the Fengxi River, it made a few stops on the way.

At these stops, some monks came up and some monks came down.

"Master Su?"

Xu Xing felt a familiar breath, opened his eyes, and looked at the other side on the deck.

This is a bearded man holding a white paper fan and wearing a white Confucian shirt.

The appearance is rough.

"Senior Brother Xu...... do you know him? Su Che of the Daode Sect? ”

Wu Miao was surprised.

The Daode Sect is located in the central part of Donghuang Prefecture, far away from the Flying Feather Immortal Palace.

Su Che is not a saint and a saint, and he has been famous on the list of people and places. The fame has not yet reached Xu Xing's ears.

She knew that Su Che was still because the Starfall Sect was quite close to the Daode Sect.

I once saw Su Che's information on the file of the sect.

However, Su Che's intelligence was not at the forefront, and only mentioned a few words.

"An old man."

"I was imprisoned with me......"

Xu Xing thought about it and explained casually.

This is his mundane past, involving Zhao Yunniang, it is not good to explain Wu Miao in too much detail.

"Su Che entered the sacred heart of the Tao Te Sect and established a literary heart."

"This vein, mortals can also cultivate. Enter the Tao with literature, hammer and forge the acquired physique......"

"Su Che is a genius of the Sacred Heart. It's just that in the Daode Sect, the Sacred Heart is all ordinary disciples, and he ...... Although it stands out in the Sacred Heart lineage, it has a mediocre reputation in the Daode Sect. ”

Wu Miao didn't think much about it, and concentrated on introducing Xu Xing to everything she knew about Su Che.

The Tao Te Sect is also one of the top ten religions.

However, unlike other sects, most of the monks recruited by the Daode Sect were scribes and well-educated Confucians before entering the Tao.

"The Sacred Heart ......"

Xu Xing nodded.

When he broke through the realm of Huandan, he once bumped into Gou Renshu, who was second on the list, and Li Xiaoyun, who was third on the list, fighting in the Lechuan Sea.

Afterwards, I went to look up some information about the Tao Te Sect and knew the difference between the Sacred Heart and the Sacred Word.

Although both veins admit mortal bodies, the one vein of the Sacred Word is biased towards Fu cultivation, while the one vein of the Sacred Heart is biased towards divine cultivation.

This cultivator is not a Shinto monk, but a monk who prefers to practice divine consciousness.

"He's starting to tell stories......"

This is the process by which he shaped the heart of the text. In writing. ”

Wu Miao glanced at Bachelor Su in the crowd, saw that he had a large porcelain bowl in front of him, and shook the white folding fan in his hand.

"Fellow Daoists, I have one hundred and thirty-six ordinary stories and twenty-seven immortal stories here, I don't know which one you want to hear?"

While pouring tea for himself and moistening his throat, Master Su looked at the cultivators on the deck of the Flying Boat and asked with a smile.

The monk of the fifth-class boat ticket did not have a cave to live in on the flying boat, and this flying boat opened a large array of boat guards, absorbed the nearby spiritual energy, and practiced on the deck, which is equivalent to practicing in a spiritless land, and it is not cost-effective.

Generally speaking, most monks do not have the luxury of using Lingbei and Lingzhu in their daily practice, ...... them.

The scattered aura gathered by the Cave Mansion Spirit Gathering Array was the main part of their cultivation.

Therefore, only the monks of the fifth class had time to listen to him speak.

"Listen to mundane stories."

"The fairy road is long, and the stories of those short-lived ghosts are wonderful......"

A female cultivator stepped forward and threw a spirit shell into the porcelain bowl in front of Master Su.

Bang Bang!

The crisp sound silenced the noisy flying boat deck.

"A mundane story!"

Mr. Su wiped the tea stains on his mouth with his sleeve, "This time I will tell the story of a princess." ”

"I don't know what year, I don't know what month, there is a Fengxi country ...... on the Fengxi River"

He opened his mouth to tell a story.

When the cultivators heard this, they didn't care.

Fengxi River is a magnificent river across the East Huangzhou, on the banks of this river, I don't know how many small countries are named Fengxi.

"The little royal girl was favored by the emperor since she was born. She wanted to pick the stars and the moon, and the emperor agreed to them all......"

"That year, an official's poems moved the whole country and became popular in the literary world."

That year, he was degraded and imprisoned. I met the prisoner who was being held with him......"

"When the little princess marries, the emperor gives amnesty to the world. The civil official wrote the first word for the little princess and was successfully released from prison. The prisoner who was in the same prison as the civil official also wrote a poem on that day. ”

Mr. Su read out the words written by the prisoner.

"The emperor was defeated and hanged himself. And the little princess has become a prisoner of the prisoner of the prisoner ......"

"The prisoner married the little princess and made her his own imperial concubine."

That's it.

Mr. Su skimmed off the foam from the tea cup with the tea lid, blew the hot tea, took a sip of tea, and signaled the end of this mundane story.

"This story, nothing unusual, tell it again."

The cultivators were disappointed when they heard this.

The drama of the princess of the dead country marrying the enemy may be novel if you are a first-time listener to the story.

But they monks, who have suffered from the vicissitudes of the world, hear these stories, and they don't feel new.

"It's an old story."

Wu Miao pursed her lips and made a rare gesture of a little daughter.

"When I was a princess, I heard a lot of stories like this."

"It's not like a scribe of the Sacred Heart could write it."

She said.

"However, the same prison ......"

Wu Miao carefully tasted the story that Master Su had just told, and it felt a little familiar.

The queen of the dead country .......

The anti-thief leader .......

This seems to be somewhat similar to Xu Xing's experience.

She raised her eyes and carefully looked at Xu Xing's expression, seeing that he was indifferent, still looking extremely calm, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

"Love and hate national hatred, the stories of Donghuangzhou, there are countless ones, and it doesn't necessarily mean Senior Brother Xu."

Dark.

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Half a day later.

Master Su on the deck of the flying boat across the sea finished telling three mundane stories and one fairy story.

After speaking.

He rubbed his sore heels and said, "Today's story is over, tomorrow morning, if you are interested, you can have another session." ”

Whoa!

With this voice, there were a lot of lingbei in the porcelain bowl.

And this porcelain bowl seems to be also a space treasure, this half a day has passed, at least thousands of spirit shells have been thrown by the cultivators on the deck, but it is still not filled.

"Goodbye, everyone!"

Bachelor Su poured all the money from the porcelain bowl into the bag on his waist, changed his outfit again, dressed like a green scribe, and went straight to the second floor of the flying boat.

On the flying boat, there are countless houses and pavilions.

But on the second floor, it was chartered by another sect of the Ten Great Sects.

This sect is the Red Dust Pavilion!

The only Fengyue place on the face of Xiandao in Donghuang Prefecture.

"Daode Sect monk, half-day storytelling, half-day prostitution ......"

"It's been a good day!"

"It's a pity that I don't know anything about the Tao of Literature, if I knew this way, I wouldn't have to cultivate so hard......"

A group of male cultivators, seeing this scene, were both envious and jealous.

Sensei saw that Bachelor Su was just the role of a storyteller in front of them.

But...... His true identity is that he is a disciple of the Ten Great Sects.

Belong to their unattainable figures.

"Red Dust Pavilion ......"

Look at this building.

Xu Xing was also a little moved.

If it weren't for the fear of revealing his identity.

He didn't say much about going in to open his eyes and see what the female cultivators of the Red Dust Pavilion looked like.

"This Daoist brother ......"

"Senior Brother Su invites you to enter the Red Dust Pavilion, and he will bear the cost of tonight."

Just as Xu Xing sighed, several graceful female cultivators jumped onto the deck and extended invitations to Xu Xing and a few other male cultivators.

"What?"

"This Senior Brother Su is so generous? There's nothing wrong with it, right? ”

Although a few male cultivators were fascinated, the hardships of the immortal path also kept them vigilant, so that they would not get dizzy all of a sudden, and obediently entered the Red Dust Pavilion.

"The monks of the Daode Sect have always been generous, and it is common to charter the venue......"

One or two male cultivators told the people about their hearsay.

"The Red Dust Pavilion of this flying boat, when I docked in the Streamer Country a few days ago, the dream girl boarded the boat......

Seeing this, several graceful nuns explained a sentence to dispel everyone's doubts.

There is a rouge list in the Red Dust Pavilion, which is set up according to the three lists of heaven, earth and man in the Shadow Killing Hall of the Yama Divine Palace. Dedicated to beauty.

Mengyun Dream Girl is the thirty-third place on the rouge list.

This rouge list, after being on the list, has a lot of benefits for the female cultivators of the Red Dust Pavilion.

Not only can you become a guest of the top male cultivators, but you can also enjoy the resources and support ...... of the Red Dust Pavilion.

The competition method of the rouge list is similar to that of the ordinary Oiran, depending on who is willing to cheer, the power of the characters and so on.

Therefore, this time, Master Su invited everyone to cultivate in the Red Dust Pavilion, mostly because of the instruction of the thirty-third dream girl on the rouge list.

Spend money on cheers for yourself!

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Xu Xing did not refuse the invitation of the Red Dust Pavilion.

There is not much difference between a scholar and a monk.

It's all a form of entertainment.

Entering and exiting the Red Dust Pavilion does not mean that you have to find a female cultivator.

Less leaning.

In the Red Dust Pavilion, a group of male cultivators saw the legendary Mengyun girl.

Its cloud temples are lightly pulled, rouge is smeared, and it is dressed in red soft tulle.

Walking, graceful.

The Red Dust Pavilion is not only an attic, but also a small island island, and the island island stands an attic, with the book "Red Dust Pavilion".

On the shore of the lake, small pavilions were built for male cultivators to watch.

"You can see it from a distance, but you can't play with it......"

"Red Dust Pavilion is not only a Fengyue place, but also one of the top ten sects."

Stopping at the small building near the lake, Xu Xing and Wu Miao sat opposite each other, watching this scene, shaking their heads and whispering.

In the ordinary, because of the physical gap between men and women, most of the people in power are men.

But in the world of cultivating immortals, it is not at all.

Red Dust Pavilion and Cloud Sword Sect, as the only two female cultivator sects of the Ten Great Sects, one is "evil" and one is "good".

A relationship of attachment.

The Red Dust Pavilion can't get to where it is today.

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Lake Loft.

Ji Mengyun symbolically made a symbolic appearance in the attic and returned to the boudoir.

She walked down and looked at Bachelor Su who was painting through the screen and bead curtains, "Senior Brother Su, the concubine heard the first story you told, and that ordinary story ......?"

"According to what the concubine heard, there is not much familiarity between Song Yujiao and you."

The Sacred Heart of the Moral Sect is in the same vein.

Establish a literary heart.

When Wenxin is successful, it is the day when he proves the true monarch of Daodan.

This method belongs to the side door of the fairy road.

Wenxin Daodan, at most Dan into two products. I can't get to the realm of a product.

"It is rumored that when the Tao Te Sect is "heaven and earth set up their hearts", the stories told will turn from false to true, but Senior Brother Su should know that this is just a rumor......

Ji Mengyun poured tea and asked the maid to hand it to Master Su, who was painting.

She and Mr. Su used to be old friends.

I don't want Master Su to waste his energy on these useless places.

"It's not necessarily ......"

Master Su put down the wolf's hair, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "My teacher once said that Fengxi Country is just a side country, and there are not so many immortals, but it is out of ......."

"It turns out that Fengxi Country is loved by heaven and earth, and the person who is loved is, according to my teacher, Emperor Tiande......"

"The human king body was born in three hundred and fifty years, and Emperor Tiande was born earlier, so my teacher speculated that he was not a human king body, but a human emperor body."

He said slowly.

The phoenix does not fall into the land of no treasure.

On the contrary, the human emperor body can make a place outstanding people.

"Song Yujiao has a relationship with me in the end, and I have nothing to worry about in this life, so why not make her story ......more complete, why not?"

Mr. Su is very open-minded.

When Wenxin Dao Dancheng was completed, he was able to use "heaven and earth to establish his heart" to make the story "false into true", although such things were illusory, but he didn't mind doing it once.

Success or failure is up to you.

"This matter is Master Su's own business, and the concubine can't control it......"

Ji Mengyun shook her head, not planning to talk about this topic again, and then she looked at Master Su with burning eyes, "Senior Brother Su's talent is known to the world, and the concubine asks Senior Brother Su for a chance to become famous, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

This time, a very important reason why she took this sea-crossing flying boat was to come to Master Su.

Oiran competes for fame, and it is not possible to circulate without the poetry and stories of talented people.

"Your father and I are old friends. When Emperor Tiande returned to the ordinary, he once talked with me in the teahouse......"

"Emperor Tiande talked about you."

Master Su sighed, he took out the brush on the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and then stayed on the scroll for a while.

Su said that in this life, he will not write poetry again. I won't break my promise. ”

"You are from a famous family, why bother to focus on profit and ignore parting......"

He paused, his words sad.

He and the little princess have only known each other for more than ten days, but he still remembers the woman with bright eyes and good eyes, like a hibiscus out of water.

Because they don't have any selfish interests.

And he has known Ji Mengyun for decades, but he feels that this woman is a stranger to him.

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