To the east of Xu County, Huangli crossing.

Huangli Ferry is a fairy ferry, with a history of hundreds of years, it is said that a Yellow Oriole demon failed to cross the robbery and fell on the wild beach.

A teenager picked it up and found various herbs to heal it.

Later, the boy was kicked out of the house by his stepmother, and with nowhere to go and no place to live, the yellow oriole demon acted as a ferry to help him make a fortune.

A few years later, the boy unexpectedly got the fairy fate and became a monk, and the little demon of the yellow bird also grew into the big demon of the yellow bird and continued to stay.

Together, the two turned a secular ferry into a fairy ferry, which has been passed down to the present.

The two sides of the river are crossed, and the houses are connected, like a prosperous town.

There are one immortal treasure boat after another parked in the river, and the monks who come and go from the south to the north go up and down, so lively.

West Bank.

A big man with a majestic figure and fine eyes hugged his fists and said: "Brother Li, the mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a period in the future!" ”

Next to the big man, there stood a tall and sassy woman in red, and a man as thin as a monkey.

The lean man followed with a fist to say goodbye.

The woman in red had clear eyes, and she glanced at the green-shirted scholar in front of her twice, which contained a little different emotions.

In the end, she smiled lightly and said, "Sir, Xiao Qian'er, there will be a period in the future, take care!" ”

The scholar in the green shirt held a folding fan in his hand and gave a return gift: "Brother Guo, Brother Wei, Miss Guo, there will be a period in the future, take care!" ”

The girl in the green skirt next to her also made a gesture, and said crisply: "Brother Hengbei, Brother Wei Lun, Sister Nanjun, there will be a period in the future, I will miss you very much!" ”

The five people on the shore were Guo Hengbei and Wei Lun, who came from the Yi Kingdom in the south, and Li Xiangyi, Guo Nanjun, and Xiao Qianjun who came from Thirty Mile Pavilion.

The three members of the demon slaying team will take the immortal treasure ship and arrive at the Gyeonggi Mansion of the Great Wei.

They want to send Feng Gu's ashes back to his hometown.

Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun will go east, and the two sides will say goodbye.

Guo Nanjun smiled and pinched Xiao Qianjun's little face, and bent down to help her tidy up her skirt, which was a little messy by the wind.

Wei Lun ran to the river, picked a large bunch of beautiful wildflowers, made a flower crown, and put it on Xiao Qianjun.

Xiao Qianjun, who is already very delicate and full of aura, wears a flower crown, more like a cute little fairy.

Then the three of the demon slaying team boarded the five-story Yellow Oriole treasure ship.

After a while, the giant bird of the yellow oriole floating on the surface of the river with a huge ship tower fluttered its wings, turned into a yellow shadow, and headed north.

Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun watched the Yellow Oriole treasure ship penetrate the sky and disappear into the sky.

"Senior brother, Sister Nanjun and Brother Wei Lun are really a little reluctant to leave like this."

Li Xiangyi touched her little head and said with a smile: "There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, and it will always be separated, but as long as you have the heart, you will definitely meet again." ”

"Mmmm, I'm supposed to be pretty good by then, right?"

"Let you go back to the academy on a treasure boat alone, do you dare?"

"Don't dare."

"Then what's the use of how powerful you become?"

"Ah, this ......"

Xiao Qianjun blinked and was asked, as if it was useless.

Li Xiangyun went to the east coast.

By the time Xiao Qianjun came back to his senses, he had already reached the middle of the river.

"Senior brother, wait for me!"

Sou!

Xiao Qianjun turned into a cyan sword light and chased after him.

……

Two days later.

Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun left the country of Qian and came to Wangfeng County in Dashun Kingdom.

Dashun is a big country in the southeast of Gezhou in the north, and its national strength, territory, and folk customs are not much better than those of the Great Wei in the central part of the country.

Walking in Dashun Wangfeng County, it is obvious that the people here are more prosperous than the people of Huqiu County.

The martial arts are also more prosperous.

Passing through almost every town and village, you can see people with swords and sticks, and even encounter two villages fighting, and even the martial artists of the Third Realm and the monks of the Second Realm have appeared.

I saw that the martial arts boxing was wild, and the monks' spells were gorgeous, and the fight was very fierce.

You must know that they are just two ordinary villages, not a wealthy village, and there are only hundreds of people on one side, but they can distinguish a martial artist from the Three Realms and a monk from the late stage of the Second Realm.

It can be seen that the dragon of the great shun martial arts.

After fighting for a long time, the two villages could not distinguish the winner and loser, and without waiting for Li Xiangyi to mediate, the two patriarchs withdrew on their own, and agreed to fight again in a month, and the high and low should be divided.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiangyi didn't bother to care.

Another day later, Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun passed through Wangfeng County and came to Lingzhou next door.

At dusk.

The brother and sister were walking on a country road, ready to go to the front to find a family to spend the night.

Xiao Qianjun suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted: "Senior brother, look, there is a herd of cows flying in the sky!" ”

Li Xiangyi looked up, and sure enough, he saw a group of cattle flying in the southwest sky, flying in the direction where they were.

On the back of one of the big black bulls, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a bamboo flute, played a tune freely in the sky.

"Riding a bull far past the front village, the flute makes the evening breeze sound three or four times - but this is talking about the shepherd boy on the ground, this shepherd boy in the air, it is really the first time I have seen it." Li Xiangyi said in surprise.

Xiao Qianjun also nodded, the demeanor of the flute boy on the back of the cow is comparable to the demeanor of many Confucian students in the academy and flying beasts.

But he was obviously dressed as a peasant boy.

As if he had heard the conversation between the two brothers, the young man on the back of the cow put down the flute and glanced this way.

In the next moment, he took a leap, got off the back of the ox, and landed in front of Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun.

Looking at Xiao Qianjun, and looking at Li Xiangjun carefully, the young man asked, "Dare to ask this old brother, which family is the scholar?" ”

Li Xiangyi replied: "Confucianism, Li Xiangyi in the Lower Hanshan Academy." ”

"Confucianism? I don't really like Confucianism. The young man said bluntly, "You Confucian scholars often speak beautifully, but they don't do very well. ”

Li Xiangyi saw that this young man was a cheerful person, and he was not annoyed, and smiled: "There is also this situation that you said. ”

"One kind of rice raises a thousand kinds of people, and the same book can also edify a thousand kinds of people."

"It is true that there are some Confucian disciples who are contrary to the teachings of the sages, but we can't beat all Confucian scholars to death with a stick just because there are some Sven scum."

The green-shirted scholar before the young man met was not angry because of what he said, and even admitted frankly that he was a little surprised.

After thinking about it, he said: "Your old brother, it is indeed different from those Confucian scholars who passed by our village last year, there was another group of scholars who happened to be staying in our village at that time. ”

"Just because that group of scholars didn't recognize the best knowledge of the Holy Ancestor in the world, those Confucian scholars beat them up."

"Later, when the mountain bandits wanted to rob the village, those Confucian scholars said that they would definitely repel the mountain bandits and protect our village."

"As a result, when I heard that the leader of the mountain bandits was a monk of the Five Realms, these Confucian scholars sneaked away at night."

Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun were speechless for a while.

The young man continued: "At that time, my sister saw that one of the Confucian scholars was growing handsome, and wanted to elope with him, but fortunately, before the next day, that guy ran away by himself, otherwise wouldn't it be a mistake for my sister's life?" ”

Li Xiangyun didn't know what to say.

Changing the subject, he said, "Then, how did your village deal with those mountain bandits?" ”

The young man replied: "Mr. Hu from Qingsui Mountain arrived, killed the group of mountain bandits, and saved several surrounding villages. ”

"Aosui Mountain? But the Qingsui Mountain of Hu Laoxiang, the leader of the Lingzhou Martial Arts League? ”

"Exactly, but Mr. Hu is already the previous martial arts alliance leader, he washed his hands a year ago, abdicated to make way for Xian, and now the martial arts alliance leader in Lingzhou is Du Ling Sword Immortal."

Li Xiangyi once knew in an idle book "Dashun Jianghu Lu" that the young mountain Hu Laoxiang, the leader of the martial arts alliance in one state.

I thought that when I arrived in Delingzhou, I could see this legendary old alliance leader, but I didn't think he would have withdrawn from the rivers and lakes.

Xiao Qianjun was not interested in the martial arts alliance leader, Mr. Hu, and looked at the group of cattle in the sky that stopped in the air and began to nibble on the young leaves of the treetops.

Curiously asked, "Big brother, how can those scalpers fly?" Could it be that they are all psychic and can cultivate, but they have not yet transformed? ”

The boy also glanced at the group of cattle in the air, and explained with a smile: "That's not it, they can fly because of the sound of my flute." ”

"Flute?"

"Well, in the first lunar month, a middle-aged man who claimed to be the ancestor of the Hidden Gully Mountain passed by our village and said that I was a natural cultivator and wanted to take me as an apprentice, and let me go with him to the Hidden Gully Mountain to cultivate. I didn't want to leave my father and sister, and I didn't agree, so he passed me a trick and told me to practice first, and then go to him when I changed my mind. ”

Li Xiangyun glanced at the young man and found that he was already a cultivator of the Second Realm.

From the first month to the present, it is only five months to be full, and in such a short period of time, to be able to go from a white body to a monk in the second realm, it is really a rare embryo of cultivation.

was chatting, and a group of people from the rivers and lakes who were like dragons and tigers and had extraordinary momentum came to the south.