With money in your pocket, you don't have to worry about anything.

Ning Baifeng really felt that it was good to have money, although it was still heartache when he paid for it, at least the money was well spent.

The carved beams and painted buildings show the luxurious palace, the tall screen facing the door is delicate and beautiful, and the white crane floating cloud map on the screen is vivid.

The living room behind the screen is spacious and atmospheric, and the light of the wooden floor polishing on the ground can be seen, and even the slightest wisp of aura is revealed.

Ning Baifeng sighed a little, the palace where the secular emperor lived was nothing more than that.

Originally, the ferry would be equipped with servants who were responsible for food, clothing, and sleeping for such a distinguished guest, but Ning Baifeng refused. Although there is no need to spend additional money, Ning Baifeng still didn't plan to ask for it, so he wanted to be clean.

The old Taoist priest had told him before he left that it was wonderful to see few things on his body to avoid being looked down upon. The province will be in trouble at that time, and if you are not careful, your life may be lost. What's more, with his low-key and unshowy temperament, it is best not to be noticeable.

Speaking of servants, he himself has ready-made ones, and he is still the kind that envies others.

Ning Baifeng planned to make good use of this time to go to Linhai Canglang Mountain to practice words and swords.

Now that he has stepped into the second realm of mortal wombs, the goal of a sword cross has been achieved, or even slightly exceeded, then he has to set a bigger goal again.

Strive to practice words and swords for 100,000, and steadily step into the three realms of mortal wombs.

As for why it wasn't the Four Realms Mysterious, then it would be said separately that Ning Baifeng didn't really want to take the path of a pure qi cultivator. From the beginning of his cultivation path, he wanted to be a sword cultivator who walked with a sword, otherwise he would not have practiced three practices so hard.

Coupled with a later accident, there is a huge jade sword living in the sea of qi, and the natal flying sword is ready, and it is a little too much to say if you don't do sword cultivation.

It just so happens that there is a knack for the martial arts of the Three Realms in his body, and the basic conditions for sword cultivation are all there, so there is no reason to give up like this.

Moreover, in the sword box behind his waist lives a flying sword of not low grade, which is jumping around every day, which is really itchy to watch.

This back and forth, the idea of doing sword cultivation became more and more firm, even if it took some more time in the three realms, as long as the sword gall was cultivated, everything was worth it.

But until now, Ning Baifeng hadn't even touched the threshold of the sword intent, he was really helpless, not to mention the sword momentum, he didn't know what that thing was.

The qi of the sword, the momentum, the meaning. Among these three, what Ning Baifeng lacked the most was sword qi. The jade sword on the sea of qi, with the slow polishing of Ning Baifeng's qi and sea vitality, although even the tip of the jade sword has not been refined until now, it still can't stop the sword qi of the jade sword from seeping out from the point of refining, which has already allowed Ning Baifeng to save the boss a single effort.

Since he hasn't touched the threshold of sword intent yet, he can only use the stupidest method.

Practice in triplicate.

After the ferry left Yingyue Lake, it was actually not flying too high, just above the clouds, but it was enough to obscure the eyes of the worldly people.

Looking out from the window of the ferry, there are mountains shining with various colors from time to time on the vast white sea of clouds, and there are even many immortal mountains floating directly on the sea of clouds.

The location where Ning Baifeng lives is excellent, with a wide view from the window, and the scenery passing by is basically unobstructed. Whenever I am tired of practicing swords and calligraphy, my favorite thing is to lie on the window and watch those qi practitioners who control the spirit birds, passing by the ferry at great speed, and the brilliance of the body protection on their bodies is flickering.

There is also the sword cultivator who flies with the sword, standing on top of the colorful flying sword, hunting and flying in clothes, and he is extremely chic.

Many beautiful women on the ferry are screaming every time they see them. There is also a bold beautiful woman, who directly invited each other to the boat, drank wine and tea.

Ning Baifeng looked at the demeanor of the imperial sword, and naturally he was also envious, but he didn't say anything arrogant.

Nie Hongzhu, who was standing next to him, opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Childe practices the sword so hard, presumably he is also a sword immortal figure who wants to fly the sword, so I really look forward to the day when the prince's sword flies." ”

Then he said in a mocking tone: "With Gongzi's age, coupled with this appearance and posture, I don't know how many women will fall for it and can't sleep all night." ”

Ning Baifeng smiled a little embarrassedly, looked at the sword box on the table, and said slowly: "Miss Nie, borrow your auspicious words, there will definitely be one day." It's just that the woman dumped this matter, but forget it, being the sword fairy is not for others to see, mainly for herself. ”

The tone is soft, but there is an unmistakable taste.

Nie Hongzhu's eyes flashed, and he nodded with a smile.

The life of practicing words and swords on the ship is actually boring, and in addition to looking out the window in his spare time, he can only chat with Nie Hongzhu without a match.

During the chat, Ning Baifeng unexpectedly learned that Nie Hongzhu was actually quite fluent in music, and when he was young, he had also studied Dizi and Xiao with the old musicians in Maple Town for a period of time.

But the boring life occasionally has some wonderful spices, some time ago, in order to send some passengers off the boat halfway, the ferry deliberately spared a section of the way, to a small country of Xianjia Mountain docked.

The steward of the ferry also sent someone to tell the distinguished guests of the Tianzi room that the ferry would dock here for three days, and if necessary, they could go down to rest and visit the market at the ferry.

Ning Baifeng thought about it at the time, and felt that it didn't take long, so he didn't go down, but just leaned on the window, and looked at this immortal sect called Tai'an Mountain from a distance from the big boat docked in the air.

On the top of the mountain of Tai'an Mountain, the mountain protection array flashed a colorful brilliance from time to time, the crane auspicious clouds swirled around the mountain, not far in front of the ferry, the lively market was full of people coming and going, announcing a prosperous scene of the fairy family.

These are eye-openers for Ning Baifeng.

Three days later, the ferry set sail, passing through a thundercloud, Ning Baifeng began to think that it was an ordinary cumulonimbus thundercloud, but he didn't think about it, the two strongest men in the thundercloud who were at least Jindan Earth Immortals were fighting fiercely, one person controlled the thunder and lightning by hand, and the lightning flashed between the shots, and the thunder rolled, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

The other person is several feet tall, wearing a helmet and armor, holding a halberd in his hand, and the bloody aura on his body is so thick that people can't open their eyes. When the halberd waved, the ghost howled in the wind. If one person moves, it will be like thousands of troops and horses paving the past, and the sound will be overwhelming.

The two frantically fought in the thunderclouds, and although the ferry avoided the place where the two fought, there were still aftermaths that hit the ferry's protective prohibition.

Although the ban blocked the aftermath, the ferry still had some slight vibrations, which made people worry. Luckily, the ferry wasn't slow, and it wasn't long before it was out of the way.

The passengers on the ferry breathed a sigh of relief and returned to their normal life on board, listening to music and retreating.

Practice swords with peace of mind, regardless of foreign affairs, time actually flies quickly.

But since the morning of this day, Ning Baifeng's interest has not been high, and he is dying at the window, looking at the clouds outside the window in a daze.

Not for anything else, but because this day is the Chinese New Year's Eve in the world.

Unconsciously, Ning Baifeng has been in this world for nearly two years, and for the first year and a half, he has been running for survival in that small Binhai County. Despite the hardships of life, they are still accompanied by Li Wan and the old beggar, and the three of them depend on each other.

Later, a natural and man-made disaster caused the three to part with death and never see each other again.

Ning Baifeng sighed, I don't know how the small bowl is now, I don't know if it's a blessing or a misfortune to meet such a master. But if you think about it carefully, it is estimated that it is also good, the status of the master is so high, and the apprentice will not be much worse.

Just thinking of that woman, Ning Baifeng couldn't help but clench his fists.

It's that kid in Yuanzhen, who can't be lucky. When he met the old Taoist priest who doted on him, he gave him everything, even the sun and moon pot he got from the Daning royal family, he only held it in his hand for two days, and then quietly tied it to Yuan Zhen's arm.

You must know that the Sun and Moon Pot is a more expensive treasure than the mustard seed bag, if the mustard seed bag is a rare treasure, then the Sun and Moon Pot is a higher-level, exotic treasure, or a foreign treasure in a foreign treasure.

Although the utility of the two is the same, the grade can be said to be very different, and the things that can be accommodated are naturally very different.

I felt a little sad for the old Taoist priest, and after hundreds of years, I finally sat on the throne of the Yuan Infant Earth Immortal and the True Monarch. But because of a trip to Xiangyun Mansion, the road to immortality was cut off, and his life was short.

It's just that I don't know if Yuan Zhenqing doesn't know about this, and according to the old Taoist priest's temperament, it is estimated that he will not say it before he dies. But even if it is dead, it will definitely not be announced, after all, Yuanzhen is still young, and according to the meticulous style of the old Taoist, he will not fail to take this into account, otherwise when the time comes, everyone will take a bite of Yuanzhen's fat.

I just hope they can have a good year in peace.

Year after year.

On the contrary, it was Ning Baifeng himself, who stayed alone on the boat. Then I thought that something was wrong, at least there was a fairy in the painting to spend this year with.

In the past, when he was in the village, every Chinese New Year's Eve, his parents would give him New Year's money, although the village did not need money, and did not understand what money was and what it was for, but every New Year, he always looked forward to having New Year's money.

And when it came to the old beggar, during the New Year, the old beggar still secretly saved two copper coins, and stuffed them to Li Wan and Ning Baifeng on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve.

Festive.

Thinking of this, Ning Baifeng turned his head to look at Nie Hongzhu standing next to him, his heart moved for no reason, he felt the money bag from his arms, took out a folded back money, and handed it to Nie Hongzhu, "Nie girl, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, this folded back money should be the New Year's money, don't be too little." ”

Nie Hongzhu looked at the young man in front of him with some sadness in his eyes, but he was still smiling, or he began to break away from the teenager, and as soon as this year passed, he was a year older.

Nie Hongzhu didn't expect that this son, who was younger than herself, would give her the fairy hair in the painting to suppress the New Year's money.

Stretching out his palm, he dragged the snow-white folded back coin, and his palm trembled slightly, as if the weight of the coin was too great to hold it.

Separated from the living, all thoughts are already lost, but I don't want to feel the breath of the living again today.

A sincere smile rippled on Nie Hongzhu's face, "Thank you Gongzi for reward, Hongzhu wishes Gongzi a long wind and a full of anger." ”

Auspicious words.

The wind is long, and the future is immeasurable.

The air is full of air, and no one can match it.