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The ferry port where Chen Ping'an took the ferry was not the same as the ferry to Yunsong Kingdom. After paying ten pieces of snow, taking a wooden sign, and returning the seal given by the Governor's Palace, Chen Ping'an left.
I followed dozens of people to the ferry, and the location turned out to be the entrance of an underground cave. The cave entrance was five to six feet wide and covered with cliff carvings of famous immortal masters from past dynasties, such as "Fish Scale Wonderland" and "The Sun and the Moon Grow in the Pot."
, "Yao Lin Cave", most of the writing is vigorous. After entering the cave, it suddenly opens up and the light is bright. A group of people walked down the stairs, walked slowly for a stick of incense, and entered a huge cave hall. On the east and west stone walls, there are lifelike flying murals.
The long sleeves are trailing, the expression is airy, the woman's face is clearly visible, and the body is plump, but does not give people the feeling of being bloated.
There is a three-story boat moored on the shore of the ferry. Each stern of the boat is decorated with dragon heads and tails. In addition to its huge size, which is almost comparable to the Great Lakes warships of the dynasty, its style seems to be no different from ordinary ferry boats. Except for Chen Ping'an and others, there are already
A crowd of more than 300 people gathered there. There were various shops and merchants at the ferry, most of them exquisite and exquisite. They did not hang plaques and couplets, but only hung signs outside the shop doors. They sold calligraphy and paintings, cakes and fruits, as well as some peripheral products of Shushui Country.
Local specialties, such as small-scale lichens and cockfighting cups from the Caiyi Kingdom, pine needle calligraphy and paintings from the Songxi Kingdom, elm leaf carvings from the Ancient Yu Kingdom, root carvings of Arhats, etc.
Chen Ping'an previously paid ten silver coins to rent a single room on the second floor. In fact, he only needed three coins on the first floor, which is three thousand taels of silver. Although it is a Xianjia ferry and the journey is long, the price is relatively high.
The secular dynasty's travel expenses were still very scary. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an was a person who had taken a Kun boat, so he was not shocked. In Qingfufang, he also sold the Five Mountains True Shape Bowl and Lightning Strike Ebony, which gave him four more
One hundred and fifty pieces of snow were spent, and the profit was good. In addition, Chen Ping'an needed to practice boxing and walking every day, so he still had to pay for it, so it was not easy to save.
There was a ferry practitioner sitting on the small stone platform on the shore, sitting on the Taishi chair, holding a tea cup covered with partridge spots, and drank countless sips, but the tea did not reach the bottom. He reminded everyone loudly that the ferry was in
Heading south in half an hour, before boarding the ship, you can buy some cheap and high-quality specialties to take back home. Then he highlighted the lichens from Caiyi Country and the potted plants from Shanlan Country, exaggerating them, praising them to the fullest, and even reported them in the newspaper
After seeing the signboards on the door of the two stores, many ferry customers were really tempted and went to the two stores to spend a lot of money. This made the shopkeepers of the other stores either look down or envy. Money can make people go around, they have no money to manage.
Relationships, that's all.
Chen Pingan stood silently among the crowd, and suddenly thought of Liu Gaohua, the son of the governor of Rouge County, and the tree spirit scholar of Guyu State, as well as the cockfighting cup they were carrying. He heard that the price would be several times higher elsewhere, so he ran there too
I bought a pair of cockfighting cups, two for one snow, put the boxwood box containing the porcelain cups into the package, and then went to buy some fresh fruits and melons with real money and silver, carrying a large bag in my hand.
Among the crowds of people, the young man was wearing straw sandals, carrying a sword case on his back, a cotton parcel slung across his body, and a bag of melons and fruits.
Although there are many people, and the distance between them is only two or three steps, but compared to the noisy state and county fairs, this Xianjia Ferry is much quieter. Most friends gather together and whisper, few people speak loudly, and some
This child, who couldn't control his lively nature, was held by the hands of the elders in the family, and they were firmly not allowed to run around.
After all, it is the legendary place where gods and goddesses gather.
Qi practitioners on the mountain who go out will not have their master's name engraved on their foreheads, let alone reveal their true state of cultivation.
Five of the next five realms, totaling ten realms, there are only so many realms. They are dead, but people are alive. Saints have similar words and personalities, and practices are far apart. The road is long, and it often takes decades and hundreds of years of practice. God knows where a Qi practitioner will end up.
What kind of temperament would it be? If you don't have any scruples about everything and just rely on your fists to cultivate your body and do whatever you want, you will definitely be stepped on by others one day to make sense.
However, if you are lucky enough to be born in an Xian family mansion with the prefix Zong, such as Shen Gao Zong, Zhenwu Mountain Fengxue Temple, especially the Guanhu Academy that shocked Aquarius Continent, even if you are not a direct disciple, you are still qualified to run rampant in a continent, invisible.
It's like hanging a safe sign.
Or there is a mentor who is in the Golden Core Realm or Nascent Soul Realm. This is also a very important amulet.
Grudges on the mountain may be things that ordinary people put together in several lifetimes, so it is better to resolve enemies than to make them. Fengleiyuan and Zhengyang Mountain are the best examples. What happened to the once aloof fairy Su Jia now? She has the best bird in the world.
Her sword-raising gourd was confiscated and returned to her master's sect. The sword's heart and cultivation were shattered together. It is said that she has been completely lost. How many young Qi practitioners who admired her are still grieving?
Chen Ping'an was silent, just took off the flask and drank wine, waiting for the ferry to depart to the south. This trip took a boat to go south for 200,000 miles. At the ferry crossing, there would be other Xianjia ferries going directly to Old Dragon City, and then from there.
Lao Longcheng traveled across continents to Daoxuan Mountain and entered the Sword Qi Great Wall, so he no longer had the opportunity to travel around the world with his friends. Even if he wanted to drink, he could only drink alone.
The ferry was about to set sail, and guests began to board the ship one after another. Chen Ping'an found his room on the second floor. Compared with the Kunzhou Tianzi room on the Wutong Mountain Ferry, it was very cramped and narrow. There was only one bed, and there were
A small balcony only for two people to stand on,
Chen Pingan put down the bag of melons and fruits that cost tens of taels of silver, took off the sword box and package, and sat on the bed with clean and comfortable quilts. For no reason, he thought of the wooden bed in his ancestral home in Muping Lane. Chen Pingan lay down on his back.
The poor are afraid of winter, and the rich are afraid of heat. But like the rich, there are many ways to escape the heat, not to mention the powerful mountain qi practitioners.
Chen Ping'an sat up, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, revealing the vague appearance of talismans at the wrists of his hands and above the ankles of his legs. His true energy flowed slowly, as if wrapped with an invisible burden. It didn't look very eye-catching, and Li Xisheng
There is no record in the "Authentic Book of Alchemy" that was presented as a gift. It was written by Old Man Yang, and it was called Zhenqi Baliang Talisman. The old man did not go into details. He only said that it can help pure martial artists to use Zhenqi to move around when they are sleeping soundly.
Tempering his body, and as long as Chen Pingan reaches the Qi Refining Realm, these four talismans will dissipate on their own. If he still can't break the bottleneck, let Chen Pingan go to the old dragon city at the southernmost tip of Aquarius Continent and go to a dusty medicine shop to find Zheng Zheng.
Gale asked the former town janitor to help remove the restraints.
Chen Pingan put away his sleeves and trousers and walked to the ferry balcony. According to the local county records of Shushui Country, this underground waterway was formed when the last real dragon in the world was chased by immortals and sneaked into the ground. It opened up with its huge body and finally
After drilling out of the ground at the cave entrance in Shushui Kingdom, Yufeng finally went to the Great Li in the North. Finally, after the war ended, there was the small Li Zhu Cave. Therefore, this channel is also commonly known as the "Walk the Dragon Path".
There is a channel on the left and right sides of the river for the north and south ferries to travel respectively. There is an endless fence erected in the middle. Every ten miles, a fluorescent lantern will be hung on the stone wall, illuminating the nearby river extremely brightly. But
At night, the lanterns will be extinguished so that passengers can rest and fall asleep without being affected by bright light.
There is a bit of noise next door on both sides, and it seems that there are a lot of people living there. Fukou has looser restrictions on the rooms on the second floor. It can accommodate up to five people. There is no bed to lie down on, so you can just make a bed on the floor. After all, ten pieces of snow cost more than one.
It’s a small expense. It’s not easy for a Qi practitioner to practice, especially for a casual cultivator in the mountains without roots. Making money, especially big money, is extremely risky. If there are no shortcuts and ways, it is no exaggeration to say that everything is tied to the waistband.
It is only human nature to want to break every piece of hard-earned money into eight pieces for use.
Chen Ping'an's room faced the waterway on the other side of the river. The ferry started to move forward and found that there were already many people holding fishing rods near the railing of the ship on the first floor. There was no bait on the hook, it was just an empty hook, but the fishhook was fluorescent.
Flashing and throwing directly into the underground river is actually an outrageous way of drag fishing.
From time to time, a stupid fish as big as a palm will take the bait, be pulled onto the board of the boat, and thrown into the fishing basket. But if you catch a silver shrimp that is all white and as long as a finger, the fisherman will be extremely happy. It turns out that this thing has a lot of history.
, is a unique thing of this underground river. In Shushui Country, it is simply called "River Dragon", and in the south it is nicknamed "Silver". This thing can absorb the spirit of water spirits, and it is also the favorite of the old gluttons.
The juvenile shrimp is half an inch long. After ten years, it can grow to the length of one finger. After a hundred years, it can grow to two fingers. It is like a military general wearing jade armor, but it is exquisite and clear. Such a hundred-year-old "river dragon" has a spiritual energy.
It's plentiful and extremely delicious, and can be sold for as much as half a piece of snow money in the south.
If the passengers on the first floor can catch six big "silver coins", it is like taking a ferry in vain. They can make a lot of money and spend their time at the same time, why not? It's just a finger-long river dragon that is easy to catch. If you want to take the bait,
The two-finger-long river dragon still depends on fate and luck. The river channel at Shushui Country's ferry has been dug for thousands of years. It is said that someone once caught a three-foot-long river dragon, and its golden shrimp tentacles shocked everyone.
, and finally sold it to the Lord of Old Dragon City. Unfortunately, the price paid by the rich and powerful god is unknown to the outside world.
Chen Ping'an has been fond of fishing since he was a child. He seldom thinks about anything. He lies on the railing and stares at the fishermen for a long time. He thinks that there should be fishing rods for sale on the boat, but he doesn't know whether they are expensive or not. If one or two pieces of snow
You can get it by spending money, so after practicing boxing, you can really try your luck at the boat rail.
Back at the house, Chen Pingan ate fruits that were fresh and without any spiritual energy, and began to plan the practice of boxing. The journey of 200,000 miles took two months, during which he stopped at Xianjia Ferry in various countries and repaired supplies. In total, it was about
It takes about four or five days. The speed of this ferry is much slower than that of the Kun boat, which is normal. The Kun boat is the cross-continental ferry of the Dajiu Mountain of the Luzhou Gate Sect in Beiju. It is far from being comparable to this ferry.
Chen Ping Ontario did some calculations. If he counted two or three hours a day, excluding eating, sleeping, and other chores, he would try to practice boxing for nine to ten hours a day. In addition, now that his punches have changed from slow to fast, he has taken a huge advantage, then
You can do six-step walking piles about 3,600 times a day, and for two months and sixty days, you can practice boxing almost 200,000 times.
It sounds like a very simple calculation, but when it is actually put into practice, Chen Pingan, who is extremely skilled in boxing, knows that it can drive people crazy. Even Chen Pingan, who thinks that his strength is fair, finds it a bit difficult.
When I practiced boxing before, whether I went to Sui Dynasty or went south to Shushui Kingdom, I encountered mountains and rivers along the way, each with its own scenery. However, this time I took a boat in this land of abbot, as if I was facing a withered wall.
The most important thing is to walk the pile. Compared with practicing boxing with the old man in Zhulou and enduring hardships, they are two different things. The latter is more of a test of enduring the pain of the flesh and blood, and the "quick knife but short pain" of wandering soul, while the former seems to be relaxed and leisurely.
Punch after punch, the farther back you feel, the longer it feels like a dull knife cutting the flesh, just like that snowy day when you entered Guan Dali from the ancient plank road in Huangtingguo. At the end, every breath you take feels like you are swallowing a knife.
No wonder the old man said that the tempering of a martial artist requires not only fighting against the power of heaven and earth, enduring the pain of mountains crushing the body, but also fighting against one's own heart, and slowly simmering to create a certain character.
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, closed the balcony door, and began to walk. His steps were light, his punches were fast, and his punches were flowing.
After that, it was such a boring day and night. Chen Ping'an didn't even go to the ferry restaurant to eat. He only had three meals a day with dry food and wine.
After summer, even though the weather in the underground river was cool, Chen Pingan was still sweating profusely. He walked from the door of the house to the wooden door that happened to stop at the edge of the balcony.
It's stained with sweat. Every time I practice boxing until I'm exhausted, I take a nap. In this narrow room, unlike when I traveled far away before, I always had all kinds of worries. I just concentrate on practicing boxing. Twelve hours a day, I have to worry about it.
Two hours of sleep and several breaks in between, and finally nine hours of punching, completely forgetful, it seems that there is only such a small place in the world, there are no famous mountains or rivers, no big rivers, mountain winds blowing, and rain and snow are freezing.
It seems that spring, summer, autumn and winter, birth, old age, sickness and death are only between the abbot.
Twenty days later, the wooden door to the viewing balcony was not opened even once.
In the night, Chen Pingan was lying on the ground, his clothes soaked and the floor wet, like a fish being dragged ashore, gasping for air.
Chen Pingan grinned, wanting to smile but unable to do so. What would he do if the building owner who was proficient in assassination attacked him secretly at this time?
He lowered his gaze and looked at the sword-raising gourd. He could only rely on these two little ancestors.
For the next ten days, Chen Ping'an had to take off the wine bottle from his waist and even the straw sandals on his feet. He rolled up his sleeves and trousers, and walked around the room barefoot to practice boxing.
In the fourth level of martial arts from body refining to qi refining, it seemed that he was only one breath away from being able to cross over with the remaining foot, but that foot seemed to be stuck in the mud, and Chen Pingan could not pull it out.
After a whole month of boxing practice, progress was still slow, and I was able to pull that foot out of the mud a little.
During the break between boxing exercises, the world outside was not completely silent. After the neighbors and passengers on both sides got used to the ferry life, they were no longer restrained. The room on the left seemed to be a room full of heroes, drinking and eating meat every day, and chatting about the world.
To be continued...