Tomorrow across the mountains, the world is vast.

Jiang Ming didn't know if he could find Penglai successfully. If he can, he is naturally the best, if he can't, he can only accept fate.

It's just that the promise with Li Xingyue may not be able to be fulfilled......

Thinking of this, he felt a little cramping in his heart, which made him more and more determined to find Penglai.

Prepare for the worst and do your best.

The horses traveled 300 miles at night, and arrived at the Minjiang River this morning.

He gently lifted the curtain and looked out at the mountains and rivers.

I saw the great current rushing, the mountains on both sides of the bank towering, the sound of the waves and the sound of the water accompanied by the birdsong of the quiet valley staggered and falling, rippling in the ears, but washing the mood.

"Shaozong, there is Crane County ahead. ”

Cen Bo looked at the latest map, pointed to the small town surrounded by mountains and rivers not far away, and said with a smile.

Jiang Ming nodded, and he set the first stop in Hexian County before he left.

It is said that there is a crane in Crane County, which will come to Crane County once a quarter, and every time it lands, it will be full of flowers and plants, and it will be prosperous.

Known as 'the world's know-it-all', it can help people solve their worries and puzzles, and they need to pay the corresponding reward according to their problems and worries.

So this time when he went down the mountain, Cen Bo's Qiankun ring put a lot of gold, silver, and two copper coins in order to need it from time to time.

The blessed land cave heaven, the sect family and the secular world are almost two completely different worlds.

If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't cultivate all these years, read some secular ancient books, and learned a little bit about the latest secular history, I'm afraid that I would see the red leaves again, and it would not be red last year.

After all, the monks practice, and the time is no longer known, and with the flick of a finger, how many autumns have changed the dynasty under the mountain.

There are ancient books in the world that once said: There are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck.

This statement is true, the Yamato Dynasty from the establishment to the end of only a short period of 38 years, who would have thought that the prosperous Yamato Dynasty 16 years ago, was replaced by the Dayang Dynasty overnight.

It can be seen that the rise and fall of a country is also at the fingertips.

This year coincides with the first year of Tianyang, the prosperity of the country.

The Dayang Dynasty divided the country into ten provinces, and set up states and prefectures under the provinces, and then set up counties under the prefectures and prefectures, so that the whole country was prosperous, the people were rich, and the country was peaceful and peaceful.

Crane County is quite brilliant in the whole Jiannan Road, the most famous is the Gonglong Bridge, the Minjiang River passes through the Crane County to divide it into two, and this huge stone bridge, just like the back of the real dragon, built across the river, magnificent and huge, is to connect the broken Heshan County together, it seems to be a dragon with an arch back, so it is called the 'Gonglong Bridge', looking at the whole Jiannan Road is also a spectacle.

Cen Bo parked the carriage at the Hexian Post Station, fifty yuan a day, the price is not cheap, but from the side, it can reflect that the Dayang Dynasty is indeed richer than the Yamato Dynasty.

Jiang Ming is seven feet long, with a well-proportioned body, and he has chewed it as a bean since he was a child, and his body is excellent.

At this moment, he walked out of the carriage, extremely dazzling, handsome, with black hair tied with a white ribbon, a snow-white brocade robe, a flower and bird leather belt around his waist, a piece of mutton fat white jade tied on it, and a light veil with cloud smoke patterns on the outside, his eyebrows were depicted, his eyes were like stars, and he was gentle and elegant.

Cen Bo is very satisfied with Jiang Ming's dress, Shaozong's temperament, and he has cards when he goes out!

"That's right, Uncle Cen, after entering the world, don't call me Shaozong, just call me Young Master. ”

Jiang Ming suddenly remembered, reminded him, and immediately looked at the lively and extraordinary Hexian County, revealing a prosperous scene.

Cen Bo nodded, looking at Jiang Ming's happy appearance, he couldn't help but be happy, this kind of smile seemed to have not been seen many years ago.

You must know that Jiang Ming was a troublemaker when he was a child, and the entire Heavenly Sword Sect was turned over by him, and all the children in the sect were rectified by Jiang Ming, and even adults had a headache when they saw Jiang Ming.

The pride of the entire Heavenly Sword Sect's main vein and the three major branches has been rectified from childhood to adulthood, and Jiang Ming has a shadow when he sees it.

However, as he grew older, seeing his father Jiang Cheng getting haggard, Jiang Ming suddenly woke up.

Being in the Monk Sect, as a Shaozong, not being able to cultivate means that when he reaches the age of eighteen, he will not be able to face the challenges of the Shaozong.

This means that the status of the Jiang family of the Heavenly Sword Sect will be threatened, and this generation of the Jiang family is in decline, and there are no outstanding geniuses.

On the contrary, the Li, Wang, and Zhao families have some little demons like Li Xingyue and Wang Siping, which are very terrifying.

Jiang Ming understood the burden on his body, and from that moment on, he knew that he couldn't be so presumptuous anymore.

It may take eighteen or thirty years for a man to mature, but it may be a matter of moments.

When he really understood the burden, the responsibility, and the things he carried, he became a lot deeper from that day on.

Thinking about things is no longer just for the sake of the moment, he can't just think about himself.

So he proposed to fade out of the sect and find other solutions. He needs to restore the Lingtai in these two years, not only for himself, but also for the Jiang family.

The arch dragon bridge is hundreds of meters long, dozens of meters long, there are some small stalls on the bridge, and the shouts one after another are also lively.

An old man and a young man have an extraordinary temperament, which attracts people's attention, and many girls look at Jiang Ming, who is dressed in white like snow, and their eyes frequently flow autumn waves.

"Uncle Cen, have you ever eaten this little sugar man?"

Jiang Ming pointed to a small stall of sugar people in the market, with many small sugar figures of various styles inserted in bamboo sticks.

"Shaozong, this thing should be a new thing in the world, I didn't have such a prosperous scene when I went down the mountain two hundred years ago. ”

Cen Bo smiled bitterly, looking at the colorful little sugar man, he also looked a little novel.

"Don't call Shaozong when you say it! Let's go, let's buy two bunches and taste them." ”

Jiang Ming pulled Cen Bo and walked over directly, the extravagance was pressing, and the people in line gave in one after another, looking at Jiang Ming, thinking that it was the children of some dignitaries.

"You don't need to, just line up in turn. ”

Jiang Ming smiled, like a spring breeze, behind everyone.

Everyone smiled one after another, reciprocating the favor, and all of them showed a good impression of Jiang Ming.

I thought to myself, which son is this, gentle and polite, if my own daughter can marry such a husband, how good it would be.

The owner of this sugar man stall is a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a beard and a rugged appearance.

He is skillful, scooping out the hot cane sugar from the pot with a spoon, and then the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, according to the requirements of the guests, spends some flowers, birds, fish and insects on the white marble, takes out a bamboo skewer and presses it on the sugar painting, and takes out a moment, which is the ruler of the Great Yang Dynasty, straight and thin. After that, the whole sugar painting is scraped off with the pressed bamboo sticks, and it is finished.

The whole process is pleasing to the eye and full of ornamentation.

After a short time, Jiang Ming had already arrived.

"What style does Childe want?"

The stall owner looked at Jiang Ming with a smile and asked.

"What can you do?"

Jiang Ming only appreciated this craft, and it was not easy to grasp the heat and sugar color accurately.

The big man smiled roughly: "If the son wants, give me a sample, and you can draw it." ”

Jiang Ming smiled: "In that case, how about you draw me and this old man?"

Dahan looked at Jiang Ming and Cen Bo, a little hesitant.

Jiang Ming saw his hesitation and asked, "Could it be that the portrait is too difficult?"

The big man opened his mouth, and then gritted his teeth and said, "This, you have to add money!"

"How much?"

"Gotta add ten dollars!"

Jiang Ming smiled, this sugar man is five dollars a string, and if you add ten dollars, it will be fifteen yuan, which is not expensive, so he said: "This is a technical job, well done, it is also appropriate to take more money." ”

Then looked at Cen Bo on the side, Cen Bo nodded, reached out to the placket, and took out thirty coins from the Qiankun ring. Taken from the placket of the garment, it is just a cover-up.

The big man happily took the money and began to paint portraits.

His spoonful of sugar pen walked like a dragon and snake, as if it was shaking indiscriminately, the sugar water lines were staggered and disordered, and after drawing for a while, Jiang Ming didn't see what it was drawing.

I couldn't help but have doubts in my heart, but there was no movement on my face, and I looked at the big man seriously.

The ordinary people who watched from the sidelines were all pointing.

"Where's this painting?"

"He stall owner has been doing this business for ten years, don't speak, just look at it. ”

"This boy is so handsome, it's inevitable that he can't draw well, but I'm afraid I have to return the money I added. ”

"That maybe, since the stall owner dares to increase the money, he must have a hand. ”

“......”

The stall owner looked flat, not affected by these gossip at all, his gestures were very calm, and he went to a spoonful of sugar and sprinkled it with enthusiasm.

"It's done!"

Dahan is full of confidence and appreciates his masterpiece.

But looking at the painting, I vaguely don't know what it is from a distance, but when I look closely, it doesn't look like a human figure.

It caused a lot of discussion.

Cen Bo frowned slightly, as if he saw something strange.

Jiang Ming watched intently and counted his breaths, and couldn't help but praise: "Wonderful!"

"Childe, can you see what's so good?"

Dahan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Jiang Ming with blazing eyes.

Jiang Ming took out a bamboo skewer from under the stall, and pressed it suddenly in the chaotic and blurred lines of sugar water!

This straight bamboo stick runs through the whole situation at once, through the chaotic lines, and suddenly reveals a vivid portrait!

When all the people saw this, they kept exclaiming, this portrait is actually about to come to life!

"All the messy lines are actually connected, and after this main line runs through the overall situation, it makes the whole clear, it's really the finishing touch, the uncle is amazing!"

Jiang Ming praised it, and then said with a smile: "It seems that this extra money is not wronged." ”

Then Dahan scraped it open with a moment and handed this portrait of a sugar man to Jiang Ming.

"Gongzi Xie praised, let's just rely on this bastard to eat, how can we do it if we don't have a little bit of real life, hahaha!"

Dahan laughed, obviously very happy to hear Jiang Ming's praise.

Later, Cen Bo's portrait was honestly painted, and only half of the painting was made, and there was already a prototype.

It seems that Fang just painted Jiang Ming's picture, but he deliberately showed off his skills.

An old man and a young man, a sugar man holding a string of self-portraits, began to eat and walk on this grand arched dragon bridge.

"Uncle Cen, this painting is so similar, I can't even bear to eat it!"

Jiang Ming looked at the sugar man in his hand and hesitated.

"Shaozong, I feel that something is wrong. ”

Cen Bo eats the head of the self-portrait in one bite, cleanly.

"Eh, don't call it Shaozong, don't call it Shaozong!"

Jiang Ming licked the candy man and continued, "What's wrong?"

Cen Bo said with a solemn face: "That stall owner just now, there is a problem!"