Gutuo Island, since you dare to call it this name, it is at least an extremely ancient island.

A sandbar in the sea, commonly known as a lump. It will take countless years for the sea sand to gather into an island, not to mention that there is an ancient word in front of this tuo character.

This way also has to pass through at least eight small islands to get to the westernmost tip of Penny's Island, from where you can take a ferry and spend half a month to go to Danzhou Ferry, and you have to go back to Shengshenzhou before the third day of the ninth month.

The sky was bright, and the little girl hadn't gotten up yet, Zhang Muliu sat alone on the deck, opened a very small opening in the big array on the ferry, and let a trace of Gangfeng get in, tempering his physique with the Gangfeng on the sea.

The realm of refining void did not dare to cross the sea at will, and Zhang Muliu only understood the reason now.

Terrans are at sea, like fish on the shore, and there is no way to absorb a little aura. And this Gangfeng seems to be specially born to restrain the human race, but once it enters the body, it will follow the aura in the body to run up and down the body, blocking the meridians and making the aura unable to communicate with each other.

Zhang Muliu only introduced a very small wisp of Gangfeng into his body, and he had a feeling that his aura was unsustainable, and he could only use his sword intent to break through that Gangfeng. In this way, there is a feeling of condensing the sword intent more and more.

So a young man in white sat on the deck of the ferry, letting B enter his body by the continuous small wind, and then expelled and wiped out with sword intent. Never get tired of it.

Bai Qilin suddenly appeared, looked at the young man who was playing happily, pulled the corners of his mouth and walked over, and said helplessly: "With your sword cultivation physique, after entering the refining void, you will naturally not be afraid of these winds, what good is it for you to dip it now?"

Zhang Muliu replied to the question, and said with a smile: "Are you preparing to break the realm, right? But breaking the realm on the sea won't cause the demon clan and the dragon clan in the sea to dislike it?"

There are dragon kings in the four seas, but they are not comparable to the miscellaneous dragons. Speaking of which, it's still the parents of the unicorn.

Bai Qilin just said lightly: "The dragon clan is still it, the demon clan, do they dare to like it?"

This can be regarded as admitting that he is preparing for a promotion.

The white unicorn waved his hooves to block the hole, and said lightly: "I actually want to go to the Dragon Palace to cross the catastrophe, and the dragon clan should give this face." But if you think about it, let's wait until your hometown, once I break through the realm, I will be very weak for at least a few months, and if I encounter any trouble, with your current realm, it will be really troublesome. ”

Zhang Muliu shook away those gangwinds with his sword intent, and said with a smile: "You can do whatever you say, when you get to my hometown, I will try to find a mountain as soon as possible, and then you will cross the calamity and establish your authority for me." ”

Bai Qilin sighed, this guy is really asking for trouble.

Their kind of existence, when they break through the realm and refine the void, they are not tribulated. At that time, it was almost telling a world that the Qilin clan had returned.

No matter what kind of race, when you reach the realm of refining the void, you can be regarded as truly embarking on the path of cultivation.

With a few clicks, the demon Ling woke up.

The little girl squinted her eyes and ran to the deck, her shoes were all worn backwards, and said to Zhang Muliu: "Rice master, I'm hungry!"

Zhang Muliu smiled dumbly, turned his head to look at Bai Qilin, and said with a smile: "How about Xiaobai catch a big fish? ”

Demon Ling immediately looked at the white unicorn, looking very pitiful.

The white unicorn sighed endlessly, how could the little girl be so able to eat? But she still got out of the ferry in an instant, and ran to the sea to pick up a big fish that was more than a foot long. Dropped on the deck, he looked at the demon ling.

The little girl grinned and said that Sister Bai is the best!

It's a pity to say that Qiushui's birthday is on August 15, but I missed it. There is no way to make up for these things, you can only remember them.

It is not a big problem for this ferry to travel 20,000 miles a day, and on the first day of August, it will be possible to reach Gutuo Island at noon.

Within a thousand miles of entering Gutuo Island, Zhang Muliu put away the ferry and went to the island.

Ferries are not unusual, but ferries that only carry two people and a deer are unusual.

The overseas islands that are serious about the eight classics, the island master realm is determined according to the location, close to Mount Meru and the islands close to the four border cities, the island owner realm is the highest, and they are all in the realm of the Tao. And the general island, like the alley and the pond, is generally in the realm of Jindan, and at most it is just a primordial baby.

This ancient island, very close to Mount Meru, can be seen on the map, it is like a big cake, and half a sesame seed has fallen on the side.

It seems that a little bit of Taoism, and there is no family, will come to these islands to live in seclusion. When I landed on the island, I saw a few old men who danced and wrote, who seemed to be watching the sea and listening to the tide, writing magnificent poems.

The young man smiled faintly.

Idle time is the most idle, the idler's heart is not idle, idle is not idle.

Holding the little girl and walking slowly to the city, Zhang Muliu suddenly had an idea, in fact, it was not the first time, he had this idea in the evening city on the border of Yu State before.

After going back, I have to ask Xiao Pan's kid to make a few copies of something similar to a customs clearance document for himself, and no matter where he goes in the future, he must ask for a big seal to stamp it.

The ferry had to rest for a while before it could run again, and tens of thousands of miles away from eating a spring, even if it wasn't his own money, Zhang Muliu was distressed.

At this time, I will take the little girl around to see if there are any special wines and a few pots.

After walking for a while, Zhang Muliu found that there were many mortals on this island, but they could mingle with the monks without the slightest disagreement. The streets were full of people, and most of the monks did not have the slightest contempt for ordinary people in their hearts, nor did they have the fear of monks in their hearts.

Zhang Muliu thinks that this is very good, but it is easy to do in a small place, but it is difficult to implement it in a random small continent.

Sometimes I think a lot for no reason, just take this Gutuo Island as an example, not all people with ordinary hearts, but most of them, it's already good.

When the heavens and the earth are not opened, there is chaos, and how can the hearts of the people in the world not be chaos?

How many thoughts do people have to give birth to every day? It's hard to sort out what people think alone, but what about tens of millions of people?

There are a lot of pedestrians on the streets, as if the ordinary restaurant restaurant is much more popular than the monk's shop.

The most unexpected thing is that there is a storyteller on this small island.

Zhang Muliu led the demon Ling into a teahouse, asked for a few kinds of fruits that Shengshenzhou couldn't eat, and asked for a large table of delicious food for the snack goods, and then sat down to listen to the young storyteller tell the story.

It's actually talking about the battle of immortals and demons, and the affairs of several border cities. It is said that outside this southernmost city in the world, there is a constant war all day long. There was once a black-clothed swordsman who first held a gun, and then a sword, and hacked a bunch of demons to death with one brain.

The monks and ordinary people who sat around listened with relish.

And Zhang Muliu listened for a while, and said to Bai Qilin: "Xiaobai, is this a master, or a fool?"

Bai Qilin smiled: "You guy is really lucky, I think I have to fight all the way back to Shengshen Continent." ”

She knows what this guy is holding back to go to Penny Island again, and he will definitely go to the Aries Palace to find fault.

Zhang Muliu snatched a bite of Demon Ling's fish sideways, but the latter didn't mind at all, and broke off a crab leg with a smile and handed it over.

The young man smiled and spoke, and his voice was not small: "What strange goblins have little demon Ling seen?"

The little girl's mouth was stuffed with things, and she turned her head to look at the white unicorn.

Glaring at the little white deer, Demon Ling swallowed what was in her mouth, and said with a sneer: "I have seen more goblins, but there are not many strange ones." I remember that year when I went home alone, I met a pair of young spirits on the way! Brother, you don't know, it knows how to roll around in one day, but unfortunately it was caught by a Taoist priest and loaded on a carriage. ”

Zhang Muliu laughed, she was very good, and the little girl was really well-informed.

"Then have you heard of Aolong?" asked Zhang Muliu.

The little girl shook her head, and Zhang Muliu told Demon Ling what he had heard about Mr. Storytelling when he was a child.

"There's a legend in my hometown that it's close to the home of another girl who's as old as you. It is said that if the carp jumps over the dragon gate, it will turn into a dragon, and if it can't jump, it will burn a black scar on the forehead of Tianlei. ”

Mo Miaomiao likes to eat the river carp with a black scar on her forehead.

Zhang Muliu continued: "There are also dragon gates on the sea, not only carp can jump, but also shrimp and turtles. You only have to be brave to go. And some timid guys, who don't dare to jump the dragon gate, and want to turn into a dragon, go to the Dragon Palace to steal the dragon ball, and after swallowing it, there will be a dragon head, which is half a dragon. ”

Bai Qilin couldn't stop laughing in his heart, this guy's mouth was too damaged.

Demon Ling was puzzled: "If you steal someone's dragon ball, won't you be killed?"

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Yes, so they stay away from the Dragon Palace incognito, and mostly hide on the island." But there are exceptions, such as the legend of a big fish who stole the dragon balls, worshiped a very powerful master, and finally became a very powerful immortal. ”

The storyteller on the high platform couldn't listen anymore, and he was still telling stories in his mouth, but he transmitted Zhang Muliu's voice, and his voice was a little angry.

"Fellow Daoist, if you don't see through it, it's not good to hurt people like this, right?"

Zhang Muliu said lightly: "This fellow Daoist, today is the first day to tell stories, right?"

The storyteller didn't pass on the sound again, but said through the story in the book: "There was no grudge in the past, and there is no hatred in the near future, why bother to come?"

The young man in white shook his head and said, "Say, what's the matter, wait for me here." Are you going to fight or what?"

The dragon wondered, "How do you know? Where did I say that I leaked my mouth?"

Bai Qilin wanted to go over and kick him a few times, stupid, you almost named him!

The storyteller said: "Forget about fighting, I'm okay with divination, I can't fight a fight." Someone asked me to wait here for you to come and bring you a word. ”

Zhang Muliu clapped his hands and shouted.

Ao Long smiled bitterly: "She said, thank you." ”

Zhang Muliu was confused and wondered, "Who?"

Ao Long replied to the question, and said with a smile: "Thanks to me, I am half a hexagram master, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to find you." ”

The storyteller saw the young man's eyes narrow, and hurriedly said, "Chao Min, do you remember Chao Min? That little girl once saved my life." I was in the south of Doubing City, in the sea of Aolong, and she asked me to thank her for her. ”

Good guy, he's heard of it, this guy has slashed a bunch of great demons in the realm of the Dao Realm! If he cuts a sword, he won't be able to live in the future?

Zhang Muliu smiled faintly and said: "Edit, continue to weave, if I don't come back, I will eat dragon turtle meat today." ”

The dragon was bitter and very twisted, "I really live on the edge of Doubing City, and I know many things when I'm old." Chao Min's little girl did save me. ”

Bai Qilin smiled: "But?"

Ao Long sneered: "But ...... Xiao Chaomin didn't let me say thank you for her. I'm really half a hexagram master, but at most, even if you pass by here, I don't know the exact time. This has detracted from my century-old Taoism. ”

Zhang Muliu asked, "Then why are you waiting for me?"

But the dragon didn't transmit the sound again, but patted the waking wood and said, "If you want to know what will happen next, you will talk about it when you have a fate!"

The thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, this guy stole the dragon balls again, and he must be not young.

Bai Qilin's heart is very strange, he can't see through it or not, in fact, it is what the dragon said to himself. That Ao Long didn't steal the dragon balls, but he couldn't tell Zhang Muliu.

She said in her heart, what is there in Zhang Xiaozi? Why do you always attract strange beasts like this?

There are two unicorns beside him, one is a pan, and he has also met the dragon king in the East China Sea, and here there is another thing.

The dragon walked off the high platform, slowly walked to Zhang Muliu's table and sat down, and instantly had a hippie smile on his face, and said with a sneer: "Everyone else calls me the boss, and the young master can call me Longda." It's embarrassing to say it, I actually just want to eat with the young master. ”

The corners of Zhang Muliu's mouth twitched, and his heart said that you don't know how young Wang Ba is when you live, eat with me?

Demon Ling stared straight at Mr. Storyteller, and said angrily: "That's my rice master, you go elsewhere to eat!"

The young man ignored the dragon again, threw away a five-baht coin, turned around and walked out. There is still a large piece of crab that you haven't eaten yet, so you can nibble on it while walking in your hand.

Ao Long ran over in a few steps, approached Zhang Muliu's side, and said with a smile: "Young master, this sandbar in the sea, do you think it is really like what you see? Have you ever heard of Six Dreams?

Zhang Muliu said in a deep voice: "Zhengmeng? So most of the people outside of it are actually like us, and they haven't dreamed yet?"

The six dreams of the spring official, positive, nightmare, thinking, sleeping, joy, and fear.

This Gutuo Island is a strange place.

Long laughed and said, "Except for the island owner, most of the rest of the people will fall asleep, and only those who are in a hurry and anxious will not fall asleep." It's not harmful, it's like playing a harmless joke with someone. There are two ways for these dreamers to leave. One is to realize in dreams and interpret dreams in dreams. The other is to wait for the full moon night to wake up naturally. ”

Zhang Muliu shook his head and smiled, saying this, it is a good place to relieve worries. It's a pity that my own group, an ancient beast, wants to let her fall asleep, how difficult it is. And the little girl of Demon Ling, now like a congenital soul, has a soul and body, and she can't fall into a dream. As for Zhang Muliu himself, the big dream is 3,000 years long, can it still affect this little worry-free dream?

The young man turned his head to look at Long Da and said with a smile: "Aren't you able to calculate? You can do the math, why aren't we afraid of this dream?"

Long Da smiled, but he didn't count it. Sister Qilin doesn't need to be counted, it's all her own family, and it's nothing. That little girl in the pink skirt is also an anomaly, and her whereabouts are okay, but she can't count the past.

And Zhang Muliu, he is the most.

You must know that anyone with a turtle shell, whether it is Wang Ba or a turtle, is extremely long-lived and good at divination.

But in order to calculate Zhang Muliu, Long Da wasted a hundred years of cultivation, and only calculated a place to go, and there was no accurate time.

Who to reason with?

Although Zhang Muliu couldn't hear it, he guessed it, so he smiled and said, "Bisanjiao saint, how is your divination technique? ”

When Long Da heard this, he smiled bitterly.

If you say this to others, you may not believe it, but he believes it.

Zhang Muliu stopped talking nonsense with him, picked up the Demon Ling Imperial Sword and left, and the ferry was almost over.

This Gutuo Island will definitely come back in the future. Since one of the six dreams manifests here, then there must be the other five dreams in this world, and we must go through all these six dreams at that time.

......

A ferry boat was above the sea of clouds, heading northwest. There was a huge beast chasing after him in the sea, and he kept muttering about the young master and so on.

The giant beast was more than thirty feet, with a dragon head and a fish body, and a huge tortoise shell.

......

In the Yu State in the south of Zhanbuzhou, there are two people in the court who are promoted like rising water.

One is Liu Zhiyun, the county commander of Cao County in the southeast corner, who was only able to serve as a county magistrate for half a year, and even promoted to three levels and made a history of a continent assassin. There is a dusk that has been stupid for more than 20 years, and there are two fast catchers, one fat and one thin. At the beginning of Liu Zhiyun's promotion, he paid out of his own pocket to build a Huangxian Temple in the state city, and the two big pillars at the entrance of the temple were each inscribed with a puzzling sentence, like a limerick.

On the right side is written: "The cowardly and the bold are all themselves." ”

On the left is: "Ask the heart for more and less for good." ”

The horizontal batch is: "Just enough." ”

That Huang Daxian seems to be majestic now, but in fact, he is more uncomfortable than anyone else every day.

There is a Huangxian temple in Cao County, and there is another one in this state city. With the orthodox edict of the imperial court, this Huang Daxian is finally not a goblin who can only bring a bunch of rat spirits.

But he would rather go to that mountain to be a goblin, people's hearts are too bad.

There are countless believers in a day, and those who are good-minded will naturally have bad intentions.

You ask for a home and everything is okay, the most afraid is the kind of running to burn incense, but said that I hope Huang Taixian blessed, tomorrow morning I wake up and lie in the pile of money is the best, if it works, I will fund the repair of the temple.

The weasel heart said that these people are sick, what's the matter? Are empty gloves weasels? I'll give you money, and you can use half of the money I gave you to help me repair the temple, can't I repair it myself?

Talking about buying and selling with the gods in the temple?

I always felt that if the gods did something for me, I would definitely do something for the gods.

Do the gods need it?

If you are really dedicated to goodness, if there is anything that you can't get by, you can say that the gods, even the neighbors will pull a hand.

With an official body, people who enter and exit the yamen naturally don't have to be afraid of those official powers, this Huang Daxian'er, who named himself Huang Shu, went to Liu Zhiyun to complain at this time.

Every time, I will say something about the wishes of those believers who lack hearts and eyes. No matter how irritable he is, Liu Zhiyun will listen carefully to him every time.

Because this scholar who has already been a five-grade official at a young age knows that Huang Shu is ringing the bell for him!

So Yoo Ji-yoon is now more grateful to that Mr. Zhang.

And Wan San, the bearded man in the late city, was actually not a small official, so he was only given the status of a marquis. Originally, I wanted to transfer him back to the military department, but I didn't expect this guy to be reluctant to leave the evening city, and even moved the military camp to the foot of Fengquan Mountain.

The chief soldier often said to himself:

"My Lao Wan is a layman, Liu Gong's kid worshipped the big sword fairy as a master, I have to stammer with the pair of old men by the grass carp river, in case that kid comes back from learning, one is not happy to cut me two swords, where can I Lao Wan reason?"

This middle-aged man who is afraid of death but is sent to death is indeed a layman, but in the world, who is exempt from vulgarity?

......

There was a sturdy young man who went to Xishu, went back to Zhongshan on the halfway detour to Qiaoxi County, spent money to open a warehouse, hired an old man to look at it for a day, and went dozens of miles west again, and returned to the mountain village full of small bamboo.

Qiao Lei has a sweet mouth when he is a child, and he does the most sparse homework, but he is extremely sensible, and he can always remember the headaches of the people around the village, and he will always laugh and shout when he walks on the road.

He climbed the mountain from Dongtouer, passed by the Surabaya well, and when he walked to the door of Zhang Muliu's house, he shook his head and smiled, and said to himself:

"The spring behind Muliu's house began to flow again, but unfortunately the boy was not at home, otherwise he would have been overjoyed. ”

The three little ones like to go to the waterhole not far from Shilang Water, and take off their bare soaking in the water.

It was actually a square pool, and it was said that it was used by the cattle herders to give the cows drinking water. But at that time, the little ones would feel that it was a vast world, and they would feel that they were fluttering in that pool, like a dragon returning to the sea.

If you look at it now, the pool will be able to block the navel at most.

The young man shook his head, not intending to go in.

When Zhang Muliu was there, there were voices in the yard every night, Zhang Muliu was not in his hometown, and these children rarely went in to take a look even if they passed by.

Autumn is coming soon, Xiaozhushan has four distinct seasons, although it is noon, it is also a little cool. The boys and girls in the mountains have long since left, and they all want to do something for their hometown, and the rest are the older generation.

Qiao Lei walked all the way to the bluestone road, and when he saw people, he said a few words, and he didn't seem to have anything to say. He did not go home first, but climbed the bluestone steps in the middle to the highest point, walked to a few broken hedges, and was silent to the low earth temple.

Others don't know how, but Qiao Lei, Qiao Yushan and Zhang Muliu, but whenever someone returns to their hometown, they will go to the land temple to put a pillar of incense in front of the temple and talk to the old gentleman who has been here for half his life.

After lighting the incense, the sturdy young man sat cross-legged not far away, and said with a smirk: "Sir, I have a daughter-in-law, and Xiaomuliu also has a daughter-in-law, but Yushan is still alone." Your most proud disciple is now an official. Xiaoliuer is not bad, they are all crowned kings. Of course, I'm not bad, and now I'm also the head of the horse gang in Zhongshan, and in the business field, south of the North Sea, north of the river, my Qiao Lei's words also have weight. ”

As he spoke, he took out his pipe and lit a bag, turned his back to the Land Temple, and looked at a small green bamboo mountain, his eyes became extremely cold.

Jorey pulled out a small piece of thumb-sized bamboo from his bosom, stained with blood.

The sturdy young man stood up and looked up at the sky, his voice extremely cold.

"When you are a big brother, you just can make some money. But I'm also going to show you how many means a businessman has. ”

......

In Jinling City, a new mansion has been built on the edge of the imperial city, which is not inferior to the prince's mansion. The interior is not luxurious, and it looks a bit bookish. But the materials are extremely valuable.

In such a costly effort to build a house, no one in the Liang Dynasty chewed the root of the tongue, because it was built by Xiao Pan for Qiao Yushan.

The young man in a Confucian shirt was alone in the study at the moment, and on the desk was a map of the southern part of Shengshenzhou, all of which were the trend of the river.

Now only Meng Jun and Xingze are still in serious trouble, and the remaining six Daze have slowly stabilized.

looked at where Xing Ze was, and for no reason, he glanced at a very small place, Tongzhou. Although even Qiaoxi County is just a dot on this map, Qiao Yushan still seems to see the small bamboo mountain.

Qiao Yushan was alone and rarely drank alcohol, but today he took out a pot of wine from his cuffs and drank it.

The reader waved his hand, and a mighty aura turned into a layer of mist that enveloped the study. Only then did he take out a piece of broken bamboo with blood on it.

The scholar said lightly: "Qiao Yushan is a scholar, I want to teach you what is the scholarly spirit!"

......

The white unicorn hid alone in the cabin, presumably preparing for the catastrophe that would follow. So in the "doorway" on the first floor of the ferry, a young man in white leaned and drank, and a little girl in a pink skirt looked at her brother.

The little girl could see that Zhang Muliu was in a bad mood at the moment.

Zhang Muliu was not confused, the entire ferry disappeared in an instant, and Long Da, who was chasing closely in the sea, paused and said to himself with the corners of his mouth: "Is this okay?"

The white qilin instantly leaned over Zhang Muliu's shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"

The young man did not speak, but took out a thumb-sized piece of blood-stained broken bamboo from his cuff.

Demon Ling asked, "Master Rice, what is this?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "You have a brother, and I also have a brother." I married two sworn brothers on the first day of the eighth month. ”

The little girl looked suddenly enlightened, and grinned: "Then I know! ”

Zhang Muliu rewarded the little girl with a big chestnut, shook his head and said, "The blood on this is not what we got when we worshipped." ”

That blood is the blood of the elders of Xiaozhushan. Every child in Xiaozhushan has one, and the one in Zhang Muliu's hand is the last one.

On that snowy night, the snow, blood, and tears were all in the hearts of every child who walked out of Xiaozhushan, and they would never forget, and they would never dare to forget.

Now the children of Xiaozhushan are all over the north and south of Shengshen Continent, and they will go further in the future and will be all over the world.

Zhang Muliu believes that one day, these children, who were unable to help at that time, will blossom all over the world.

Some accounts can't be collected now, but it's not a big problem to ask for some interest.

The young man in white got up suddenly, pulled out the sword in his hand, and the ferry was instantly pressed down by a body of momentum.

I saw that the young man was dressed in white, looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice:

"I, Zhang Muliu, will set up a mountain on my own and tell those so-called immortals that Zhang is here!"

(End of Volume 1)