The boundary close to Yanzhou in the north is not very peaceful, and several princes are fighting to the death in this treasure land of feng shui.

Along the way, everyone has seen a lot of human beings, and the family gate valve sings every night, and feasts and drinks all night.

The poor people are hungry and hungry.

The disciples have a deep understanding of 'rather being a peaceful dog than being a troubled person'.

Out of Lingqu City, there are still dozens of miles to reach the big river, the boundary outside the city is full of barren mountains and mountains, as far as the eye can see, there are only a few village ruins and dead giant trees.

Not far from the city gate, there was a mass grave with almost no end in sight, wild dogs wandering, and crows weeping.

There are people everywhere, and those who are still alive have formed villages to protect themselves.

The winter sun was originally warm, but after walking for more than 20 miles, except for the deserted village full of graves, there was not even a ghost in sight, and many young fellow disciples instantly fell into an ice cellar.

Many homeless people saw the monks wearing Taoist robes and carrying swords shouting immortal mercy, and immediately the princes who were mixed in with the homeless people came forward to beat them, and then respectfully watched the Qingying Sword Sect and his party go away on the side of the road.

Yi Lianshan walked over with a flat face with all the disciples, as if he hadn't seen it, the dialect hanging at the back of the team turned around, and saw the dark sentry step forward and kicked the most fierce homeless person, and said coldly: "The immortals are high, how can they care about the life and death of you sluts, you should ask King Chuyang for your blessing......"

I finally walked through this human purgatory that reflects the current world situation like the tip of the iceberg, and finally saw a big river, which is the famous river that leads from the Central Plains to the north, the Dongxue River, I don't know how many people have been fed.

Thanks to today's troubled times, the Dongxue River is sparsely populated, except for the big ships of the Qingying Sword Sect, there is not a single black canopy bamboo raft and flat boat, there are few boatmen who live by the water, only many hired slender sailors are waiting on the shore.

The poor slender man and the sailor were all huddled on the side of the big ship, looking at the immortal monk with numb eyes.

The river is mighty and pours for thousands of miles, the water flow is crystal clear, and the sun shines on it, sparkling, sparkling, and dazzling. The fish in the water chased happily and frolicked, and from time to time they exchanged heads and whispered.

"Look! What a big ship! ”

A large ship is docked by the river, quite large, like a water fortress.

Everyone pointed at the big boats docked along the river, and there was a sense of Grandma Liu's vision of entering the Grand View Garden, and they sighed that there could be such a huge thing in the water in the world.

Yi Lianshan and the elders beckoned the disciples to get on the boat and walked straight past the group of slender sailors.

The characteristics of the famous sect that distinguishes it from the other sects are reflected at this time, and no matter how surprised the disciples are in their hearts, they are like well-trained soldiers, boarding the ship in an orderly manner, discussing in a low voice, and obeying the instructions of the teacher.

After getting on the boat, the young disciples in Taoist robes looked at the big boat curiously, not daring to move.

The disciples on the ship were monks, and they were all slender and handsome men and women, who were very eye-catching, curious to watch the sailors untie the cables.

Lin Yun stood at the bow of the boat to count the number of people, and after confirming that it was correct, he shouted and set off.

The ship departed from the harbor and hoisted its sails, and the sailors and boatmen shouted loudly that they were busy, and they went east to the water, with the help of the sails faster, but this time it was north, against the wind, and it was necessary for the sailers to pull the boat.

Thousands of people walked on the shore, pulling the boat with a rope on their backs, and walking step by step with a trumpet.

The ship moved......

Walk down the ancient river.

The dialect has been holding a certain cowardly cargo that is afraid of water standing on the edge of the building boat, holding the fence to enjoy the scenery on both sides of the strait, the green water is turbulent and the mountains on both sides of the strait are high, the building boat sails to ride the wind and waves, and there is a different feeling when the boat is fluttering and flickering.

The green hills on both sides of the river are picturesque, and a little white water vapor fills the middle of the mountain.

It's just that the flowers and plants are withering, and there is not much to look at, and after a long time, the disciples are just like the dialect, and they have lost interest.

At the position of the bow of the boat, Yi Lianshan stood with his hands in his hands, and asked someone to gather a group of disciples who practiced qi to build the foundation, stood at the position of the bow of the boat, and ordered: "Pay attention to the underwater, there will be fierce beasts attacking the ship...... This is an opportunity to experience. ”

No water monster water ghost dares to come forward to ask for the benefits of passing, and occasionally some clever water monsters will come forward to help control the boat, and from time to time they will show their faces near the boat, and they dare not come forward to disturb from afar.

A certain disciple in the Qi Refining Period was about to send out sword qi to kill the water monster, but was stopped by Yi Lianshan, frowning and wondering, could it be that these water monsters with low intelligence have changed?

In fact, in this era when the demon clan is used as a cultivation material, only the water monsters in the big rivers live very chicly, especially in the Central Plains, and the water monsters are the most comfortable.

It is often very difficult to deal with water monsters and water demons in the big rivers, and it is difficult to find them when they see that the situation is not good, and the high-level monks are not interested in the monsters in the water, and they are more comfortable than the monsters in the mountains and forests on the shore.

Yi Lianshan suddenly remembered something, turned his head and glanced at a certain snake standing on the edge of the boat teasing Lian'er and threatening to throw it into the water, nodded knowingly, and waved his hand awkwardly to disperse the inexplicable disciples.

There is this snake demon in the Jindan period of the three tribulations of the dragon, and he is still worried about what water monsters will attack the ship.

After the disciples dispersed, Yi Lianshan shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.

Maybe it's because of a certain snake, the journey was smooth, and even the water spirits were a lot kinder, and they came to show their faces from time to time and offer some courtesy.

It rained in the sky, thin and soft, moist and soft, like the plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Fang Yan was extremely bored, and it was not good to kill the water monsters who were dedicated to him, so he had to let Lian'er be lured away by some low-level disciples who had nothing to do with pills, and stood on the edge of the boat to practice the newly conceived skills.

In times of wind and rain, wind and rain are weapons.

Wind blades, rain needles, rain arrows, and water currents are all sharp weapons for killing.

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Ten days later.

The ship slowed down and finally arrived at the pier at the foot of Dianjun Mountain.

The wharf ferry at the foot of Dianjun Mountain is full of traffic and bustling, and it is truly a meeting point for water and land transportation.

Boats come and go in the river, end to end, or slender men pulling, or boatmen rocking, some full of goods, swimming upstream, some berthing, nervously unloading.

Not far from the front of the pier, there is a large-scale wooden arch bridge, which has a delicate structure and beautiful form, like a flying rainbow.

There was a big boat waiting to cross the bridge.

The boatmen were propped up with bamboo poles; There is a long rod to hook the bridge; He who holds the boat with a hemp rope; A few more were busy lowering the masts so that the ships could pass. The people on the neighboring boat were also pointing and shouting loudly. Both inside and outside the ship were busy crossing the bridge. The people on the bridge also stretched out their heads to sweat at the tense scene of crossing the boat.

Finally, the ship passed, and it was the turn of the big ship of the Qingying Sword Sect to dock.

Unexpectedly, due to the reputation of the Donghua Sect, in the troubled times, I don't know how many scholars came to settle here, so the dock was densely packed with boats, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and the Qingying Sword Sect and his party waited for two hours before stopping the boat.