Drunk Immortal Gourd

Seeing that Qingyang didn't speak, Taoist Songhe thought that his disciple couldn't get over this hurdle, so he immediately became angry and said: "A man, what are you doing like a mother-in-law? It's settled, you will leave early tomorrow morning."

The master had already said it this far, and any further words would be a bit pretentious. Separation from the master was unavoidable, it was just a matter of a few days earlier, a few days later, Qingyang could only nod in agreement.

Although there are still more than three months until the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, and it only takes more than a month to rush to Liangzhoucheng, who knows if there will be any surprises on the way? If something delays the trip, wouldn’t it be troublesome to miss the Immortal Kowling Conference?

Qingyang didn't say anything more, but found a few wine jars in the Taoist temple, took out all the remaining rain wine, filled it for the master and buried it in the ground. Songhe Taoist rummaged through the things left by the ancestors for a long time, and found a seven-star sword and gave it to Qingyang to use for self-defense on the road.

The Seven-Star Sword is not a magic weapon or any other kind of treasure. It is slightly better than ordinary martial arts weapons. However, for Qingyang, who currently has no protective magic weapon except for practicing meditation, and has never learned any magic. It's somewhat useful.

Early the next morning, Qingyang carried a baggage on his back and a seven-star sword on his waist. He said goodbye to his master and officially set out on the road.

The baggage contains some changes of clothes and food. Although things can be put in the Zuixian Gourd space, Qingyang does not dare to do so because these are commonly used things on his body and need to be taken out and put in frequently. If others see If something goes wrong, it may lead to death.

Ordinary people can deal with it easily. If other monks find out that they actually have space treasures, it is normal to kill people and seize treasures. With their current strength, it is impossible to defend them. Therefore, only things that are not commonly used or are particularly valuable can Qingyang store them in the space, and he also needs to double-check that there is no one around.

It’s about two thousand miles from Xiping Mansion to Liangzhou City. According to the average person’s itinerary, it takes almost two months. Although the Jianghu people are in better physical condition, they can’t keep rushing, so they can’t save much time. More than a month You still need a month.

There are two more cities that pass between Xiping Mansion and Liangzhou City. One is Kaiyuan Mansion, which is where the Tiger Gang is located, and the other is Qingyun Mansion. It is too far away from Xiping Mansion. Not only has Qingyang not heard of it, but even Master Songhe Laodao has never been there.

Qingyang, who is fifteen or sixteen years old, is no longer much different from an adult. Although he still looks very young and immature, he is dressed like a Taoist monk and carries a sword at his waist. No one deliberately made things difficult for him on the road. Traveling eastward, nearly ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Along the way, he stayed at dawn and slept at night, traveling during the day, spending most of his time practicing at night, and resting for a small part of the time, but he did not feel too tired. Sometimes when he didn't want to rush, he would find a mountainous area with lush vegetation and release the six alcoholic bees.

Occasionally when he meets a wine seller, Qingyang will buy a jar, open the lid and put it into the Drunken Fairy Gourd to entertain those alcoholic bees. The taste of wine in the secular world is very average, but the alcoholic bees are very addicted to alcohol and are not very picky. They can drink a jar of wine in two or three days.

Qingyang's efforts to please these alcoholic bees are still effective. After several visits and a few jars of wine, these alcoholic bees are no longer as alienated from Qingyang as before. If they meet Qingyang, they will circle around Qingyang several times to express their closeness.

Sometimes Qingyang wraps the alcoholic bees with his spiritual consciousness and expresses some simple emotions or requests. He feels that these alcoholic bees can also understand them. Of course, this is what Qingyang thought, but I don’t know whether they actually understood it or whether they would follow it.

On this day, he came to a ferry without knowing it. The river in front of him was the largest river in Liangzhou. It was called Jinsha River. It is said that the color of the sand in the river was golden, especially under the sunlight. , so golden that it looks like gold.

The width of the Jinsha River is hundreds of feet, and ordinary people cannot build such a large bridge, so if you want to cross the river, you must take a boat from the ferry. After crossing the river, continuing eastward is the road to Qingyun Mansion. About half a day's journey to the top of the north is where the capital of Kaiyuan Mansion is located.

Speaking of Kaiyuan Mansion, Qingyang suddenly had some ideas. His current strength has been greatly improved, so he might as well go to the Tiger Gang to have a try. On the one hand, he wanted to see if he could get rid of the Tiger Gang and completely solve this problem for Master and Master Kongji. On the other hand, he had some thoughts about the Immortal Kowling Order of the Tiger Gang.

Immortal Master Xi Ying once said that there are three opportunities to join the Immortal Cultivation Sect. Whether you have excellent qualifications depends on God's will. Qingyang didn't realize that he had that kind of luck. The task of completing the Immortal Sect is even more difficult and requires sufficient strength.

Among them, the easiest one for Qingyang is the second one. He has become an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of opening the pulse realm. As long as he gets a Kowling Immortal Token, he can join the Immortal Sect. And the Tiger Gang just has one like this. This is because God is helping them.

Anyway, there is still plenty of time, so it’s okay to stay in Kaiyuan Mansion for a few days. Let’s go and take a look first, maybe there will be an opportunity to fish in troubled waters, and God will take the blame instead.

This ferry is the only way from Xiping Prefecture to Kaiyuan Prefecture, and even Liangzhou City. There are many people who rely on this ferry to make a living, and there is a mix of good and bad.

However, it was already approaching dusk at this time, and there were far fewer people at the ferry. If we couldn't find a boat to cross the river, we might have to wait until tomorrow. Qingyang's luck was pretty good. There was a small boat carrying passengers parked in a corner of the ferry. On the bow was an honest, middle-aged man, carrying a bamboo hat and quietly smoking a bag of dry cigarettes.

When Qingyang got on the boat, the man just looked at him and didn't even say a polite word. He seemed to be a man of few words. It seemed that he was going to continue waiting for the guests and would only set off after the seats were full. Qingyang didn't want to talk much when he was out, so after boarding the boat, he went to the other side, holding the baggage in his arms and waiting for the boat to sail.

Unexpectedly, after waiting and waiting, no guest appeared again. Seeing that the night was getting darker and darker, if we didn't set off, we might have to sail in the dark. Sailing at night was so dangerous that even experienced boatmen did not dare to sail at night casually.

I'm afraid this is the only guest on this trip, and I don't know if I can earn back my hard work. The middle-aged man cursed in a low voice, then knocked the pipe and pot on the side of the boat, stood up, and prepared to punt. Cross the river.