Under the deterrence of the Chu River, the tide of final resistance dissipated silently like a small circle of waves occasionally rippling in the North Sea. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the shore of the North Sea on the other side of the wooden house, among the grass pavilions, Chu He, Yang Chenkong, and Fu Qingbo sat upright. The tea leaves have long been consumed, and now on the table are some wild berries picked in the mountains and forests.

Di Xin, dressed in a black robe, stood outside the grass pavilion, looking at the scenery of the North Sea, and seemed to be a little distracted.

The jade Taoist was holding a jade bottle in his hand and sitting on a mountain stone, as if he was communicating with the dragon queen who was sealed in the jade bottle.

"Today's incident is just the beginning, when to return to the Central Plains, I think we should also have a quasi-letter. Not to mention anything else, I haven't been home for almost two years, and I miss my lady very much!" Yang Chenkong's face showed a worried look. I don't know if it's worry, the spring breeze is green. I'm still worried that when I go home, I will find that my wife has grown up, and it will be an expiration date for him...

Fu Qingbo also looked at Chu He, his eyes full of anticipation.

Yang Chenkong still has only one little wife to worry about, Fu Qingbo is already a grandfather, and he is also famous in the rivers and lakes, and he has a lot of personal properties, all of which are worth remembering.

"You can go, but you have to come back. Chu He hooked his eyebrows with his fingers and said.

Yang Chenkong was about to ask, but Chu He waved his hand and said, "Let's listen to me first, and then you can judge for yourself whether you follow or not." Rest assured, I have always been fair and will not force anyone to do what they don't want to do. ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions on the faces of Yang Chenkong and Fu Qingbo were very exciting, and they had a stomach full of dirty words, and they couldn't say it.

"You have also roughly crossed the threshold of cultivation, what do you think of this?" Chu He asked.

Yang Chenkong was puzzled, but he still said frankly: "The scenery is unique, and the aura is abundant, if you want to stay here to cultivate, it's not bad." ”

Obviously, he was testing the Chu River and spying on the Chu River's thoughts. It's just that there are still fewer ideas, the steps are not big enough, and the brain is not open enough.

"That's right! The Central Plains is full of spiritual energy! The Central Plains land, let alone a place like this, even those mountains that are several grades behind, have long been occupied by cultivation sects, and if you want to enter, you must either kick the mountain gate and grab the mountain. Or worship under other people's doors, be cattle and horses, and work hard for qualifications. ”

"Now that you have already started, haven't you really thought about Beihai tying up your hair to receive immortality?" Chu He asked in a very flat tone.

But it was this sentence that moved the two.

Li Bai once wrote a poem: "White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor." The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. ”

The two lines of poetry have exhausted the world's dream of eternal life.

It's just that the road to immortality is far away, and the immortal path has no basis, and for countless years, how many people have sought to break their heads, and it is difficult to enter its doorway.

The opportunity is just around the corner, Yang Chenkong and Fu Qingbo, are they really willing to give up?

Thinking of what Chu He might say next, the heartbeats of the two of them accelerated for no reason.

"What are you going to do?" asked Yang Chenkong.

"It's very simple! Right here, right in Beihai, start a sect. Practicing alone, it is inevitably lonely, and the great treasure land also needs to be guarded. Then let's go together. Chu He waved his sleeves and said.

"Start a sect!?" Yang Chenkong and Fu Qingbo glanced at each other, and they also saw the heartbeat in each other's eyes.

They have long had the heart to worship under the Chu River Gate and practice the art of immortality, but there is no reason, and they are afraid that Chu He will not accept it. Now if they open the same sect and worship Chu He as the sect master, then Chu He is embarrassed not to pass on their true means of immortality?

"Boss Jia has great ambitions! It's just that after all, this place is located in a remote area and there are few people. If you want to build a sect, I'm afraid it's extremely difficult!" Yang Chen said.

When Chu He heard this, he just smiled, and then said, "That's why I said that the opportunity is rare." The Qiyan tribe is here, they have a lot of slaves, and they can have more slaves, as long as they cooperate with them, the sect can be built sooner or later. ”

"And what you have to do now is to take most of the people in the caravan and return to the Central Plains to sell cattle and horses, and then purchase more materials needed by the Qiyan tribe to come back as a trade. ”

This sentence completely touched the two.

Since you can return to the Central Plains, then any reluctance can be solved after returning to the Central Plains.

As for the bitter cold of the North Sea, compared to immortality, what is this?

"Then, the two of us will meet the sect master first!" At this moment, Fu Qingbo's old way was manifested, and he grabbed in front of Yang Chenkong, stood up, and bowed deeply to Chu He. Yang Chenkong reacted and followed.

When Chu He heard this, he just smiled, his expression still the same.

Follow the topic and start discussing the specific details.

After arranging and explaining most of the things, Chu He suddenly asked, "By the way, why didn't you see Zhang Ziming?"

When Yang Chenkong heard this, he said: "Zhang Ziming was taken by the little daughter of the Great Khan, and he insisted on pulling him to be a concubine, and now I'm afraid that he is about to get married!"

There was a strange smile on his face as he spoke.

Friends are forced to marry, if the other party is a woman, at this time they should be in a hurry, and gather people to prepare to rob and destroy.

But Zhang Ziming is a man! According to his usual machismo thinking, Yang Chenkong felt that it was no big deal.

There are no three books and six rituals, no parents' orders, and matchmakers' words. Does this also count as a parent?

It's so good that he married Zhang Ziming a concubine in advance.

It's worth making the caravan and the beggar tribe miserable?

What's more, the little daughter of the sweaty person, Yang Chenkong has also seen it, although he is not satisfied with the evil defects in the other party's figure, and some breastfeeding parts are too developed, but the little face that looks childish, lively and cute, Yang Chenkong still looks very good. I don't think Zhang Ziming will suffer.

"Hehe!" Chu He's originally calm face finally showed a few dry smiles.

For Zhang Ziming's special affinity () aura, he has also personally experienced it.

Anyway, Zhang Ziming married the daughter of the Great Khan, which can be regarded as bringing the relationship between the two sides closer.

Chu He had the intention to continue digging up copies and stalling for time.

Naturally, it is necessary to have a relationship with the Qiyan tribe and deepen its influence.

And these Mongolians, although hospitable, are actually very exclusive.

Not to mention anything else, the caravan and the Qiyan tribe have lived next to each other for more than half a year, and there is still a clear distinction between the two, which can be seen.

If Chu He is integrated into it as a teacher, he is afraid that he will have no influence, and it will be in vain to try his best.

In the past few times, the reason why Chu He was able to play with conspiracy and power was because he was in the pattern and was a part of the whole. Neither the Chu royal family nor the Tang Dynasty officialdom would reject him in the true sense.

Because he is 'one of his own'.

But now it's different.

Right now, he's in an alien race, and he's a complete outlier.

There are many times, no matter how good his advice is, no matter how high his skills are. Those Mongolians just don't listen, don't use, don't believe, can't he play alone?

That's why he wanted to start a sect in Beihai.

In this way, not only can he take the opportunity of building a sect to deepen his relationship with the Qiyan tribe.

It can also be like a nail, piercing its own power into this land, slowly developing, and gradually gathering strength, so that everyone dare not underestimate it.

Use the sect as a lever to pry the pattern of the entire prairie.