Chen Zhengyi suddenly sighed and said: "What Daoyou said is indeed right, but holding such a large-scale celebration to celebrate his birthday for his private family has hindered the lives of ordinary people, isn't it too extravagant and wasteful." ”

Wang Zhong smiled: "Waste is also other people's spirit stones, and we can't take care of it." ”

Chen Zhengyi suddenly rolled his eyes: "This spirit stone is not contributed by us little people, there is really no place to reason." ”

Wang Zhong suddenly smiled: "Okay, Brother Dao, don't do these little daughter postures, this world is like this, if you have the strength, you can get everything, instead of being envious and jealous here, you might as well work hard to cultivate, and strive to advance to the Yuanying real person as soon as possible, when the time comes, this little thing is not to be taken and demanded?"

Chen Zhengyi also knew that he had lost his temper, and sighed with a smile: "It's me who made it, but how can cultivation be as easy as Daoist friends say." ”

After the sigh, the two talked some gossip, although it had nothing to do with the trip, but after the chat, the two could have a preliminary understanding of each other's personalities, and then climb the mountain, the two would also cooperate, if they could cultivate a little tacit understanding, it would be excellent.

Halfway through the boat, there were monks from the island on the boat, and the ferry, which was already small, became more and more crowded, although not to mention shoulder to shoulder, but for the monks, so many people were not a step away from each other, it really seemed too cramped, once something happened, it was too late to react.

There were also many monks on the ship who complained, and more or less brought this topic to the Song family.

Wang Zhong also asked Chen Zhengyi curiously: "This Song family is engaged in such a big battle, is it really just to celebrate the birthday of a foundation building monk?"

Not to mention the foundation monks, the Song family's every move has already affected the lives of hundreds of thousands of monks around, even if the Jindan monk has a big birthday, it is not so exaggerated. However, in the past, there was a Jindan monk who had just become a monk, and the master invited fellow friends to come to celebrate and watch the ceremony, and it was quite common for such a big battle.

Chen Zhengyi nodded, lowered his voice slightly, and replied: "The head of the Song family is a well-known filial son, but there is no doubt about it, and it is indeed done to hold a grand birthday gift for his mother. ”

Wang Zhong thought about it and felt that something was wrong: "Spending so much energy to do an inventory, the cost must be not small, take these spirit stones to ask for some elixir for the old lady or something, isn't it good to improve your longevity and cultivation more? If both mother and son become golden pills, wouldn't it be a good story in the cultivation world?"

Chen Zhengyi said: "I know a little bit about this, the longevity pill, the Song family has always been a big family, once such a pill appears in the market of Bihan City in the past, the Song family will come to the door to buy it for the first time, but there are only a few kinds of life extension pills that are slightly more common, most of them are only effective when they are taken for the first time, and if they are used later, they will not make much difference." ”

"As for cultivation, this old lady's cultivation qualifications are said to be not high, and he is also used to living a stable and peaceful life, if he wants to achieve Jindan, it is estimated that there is no hope in this life. ”

Wang Zhong nodded at this time, this is in line with common sense, but it is very rare for a monk with low qualifications to have a full three hundred longevity yuan after building a foundation, you must know that the monk's true yuan mana operates, even if he does not fight with others in his life, he will have a loss, and it is very rare to live to three hundred longevity yuan.

At this time, a monk next to him suddenly interjected: "This Taoist friend is well-informed, but you are afraid that you only know one and do not know the other, then the old lady of the Song family, even the foundation was forcibly piled up by the head of the Song family with resources, such a foundation, if you can achieve Jindan, then what else do you have to do in this world?"

The monk who spoke was an old-looking monk, estimated to be about the same as a mortal in his fifties and sixties, but his mana fluctuated, which showed that this was a foundation-building monk, indicating that this person must have been very old when he built the foundation.

Although the tone of this person's speech was flat, between the lines, there was a faint disdain for the old lady of the Song family and dissatisfaction with the Song family, obviously a little angry at all this caused by the Song family.

At this time, the people on the ship were more or less talking in twos and threes, and most of them were talking in the same color as the old monk.

The boatman in front of him didn't dare to answer, but just smiled. He can't afford to offend the Song family, and there are a lot of monks in this boat who have built a foundation, and he naturally can't afford to provoke him, so it's better to set up a boat with peace of mind, so as not to be careless, because of a dozen or so spirit stones, a big guy here sank him to the bottom of the lake to feed the fish and then escaped, so there is nowhere to reason.

Chen Zhengyi didn't care about the old monk's interjection, the boat was on the road, everyone was fellow travelers, and it didn't hurt to chat with each other.

At the moment, the three of them talked about some interesting things about the Song family together, as a resident of Bihan City, this is also a relatively conventional topic, after all, Mu Xiu is in the forest, and the Song family has all the benefits of Bihan City, and the Song family has eight of them, so it is naturally impossible to make people have no complaints. But most of the time, it was the two of them talking, Wang Zhong was listening, he didn't have any thoughts about this Song family, but he was in the territory of Bihan City, and it didn't hurt to know more about the managers here.

In the past, when I was wandering around the cold city, no one dared to talk about such secret and sensitive things on the street.

An hour later, when he got down on the ferry, he suddenly began to jolt, and Wang Zhong looked out, and the white waves were rolling, and the boundless lake was as wide as the sea, and the waves began to surge.

In the distance ahead, where the water and the sky meet, a high wall-like existence spans between the sky and the earth, straight into the clouds and mist, extending on both sides, and it is not known how many miles to count.

The ferry chopped the waves, all the way forward, and when the mountain wall in front of it was like a heavenly sword, the waves had exceeded three zhang high, and the surging waves hit the black rock wall one after another, like a tireless beast, constantly launching an endless charge towards the mountain, and finally all smashed on the mountain wall, and white beads splashed.

This is the case with the side of Baimu Mountain close to Tianmu Lake, the mountain wall that stretches for thousands of miles, as if it was cut down by a sword of an immortal, with a mountain on one side and a lake on the other, which is distinct.

There is no wharf here, and the ferry boats with them even dock at different places, so they can choose a place with a slightly smaller wave head to lean on, and before the boat stops and stops, the monks on the boat will set off separately, or fly in the air, or ride the waves, and swish towards the White Mother Mountain.

Wang Zhong and Chen Zhengyi also jumped up from the ferry, the spiritual light and the wind blew, and the two figures, one black and one gray, climbed the cliff more than 100 zhang high and stepped on the land of Baimu Mountain.

Ahead is a lush jungle, green peaks, one after another, like a dragon winding on the earth, and then to it, there is a clear snow line, above the snow line, is the endless world of ice and snow, and behind you, the waves crash on the shore, forever.