The world's most invincible

Chapter 61
To the east of Xu County, Huanglidu.

Oriole Ferry is a fairy family ferry with a history of hundreds of years. It is said that a little oriole demon failed to cross the robbery and fell on the wild beach.

A boy picked it up and found various herbs to heal it.

Later, the boy was kicked out of the house by his stepmother, and he had nowhere to go and no place to settle down. The oriole little demon acted as a ferry boat to help him make a fortune.

A few years later, the young man accidentally got a fairy fate and became a monk. The little oriole demon also grew into the big oriole demon and continued to stay.

The two together turned a secular ferry into a fairy ferry, which has been passed down to the present.

The oriole crosses the two sides of the bank, and the houses are contiguous, like a bustling town.

One after another, the treasure boats of the fairy family were parked in the river, and the monks going up and down from south to north, it was very lively.

West bank.

A burly man with bright eyes clasped his fists and said, "Brother Li, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, there will be a period later!"

Next to the big man, stood a tall and slender woman in red, and a man as thin as a monkey.

The lean man clasped his fists to bid farewell.

The sassy woman in red had clear eyes, and looked twice more at the scholar in green in front of her, revealing some different emotions.

In the end, she smiled lightly and said: "Sir, little Qian'er, there will be a period later, please take care!"

The green-shirted scholar held a folding fan in his hand and bowed in return: "Brother Guo, Brother Wei, Miss Guo, there will be a meeting later, take care!"

The girl in the green skirt next to her also bowed in a dignified manner, and said crisply: "Brother Hengbei, Brother Wei Lun, and Sister Nanjun, there will be a period later, and I will miss you very much!"

The five people on the shore were Guo Hengbei and Wei Lun who had come from Yiguo in the south to join them, and Li Goyi, Guo Nanjun, and Xiaoqianjun who had come from Sansanli Pavilion.

From here, the three members of the Demon Slaying Team will take the treasure ship of the Xian Family and arrive at the Great Wei Jingji Mansion.

They want to send Feng Gu's ashes back to his hometown.

Li Goyi and Xiaoqianjun will go east, and the two sides bid farewell.

Guo Nanjun smiled and pinched Xiaoqianjun's little face, then bent down to help her tidy up her skirt, which was a little messed up by the wind.

Wei Lun ran to the river, picked a large bouquet of beautiful wild flowers, made a corolla, and put it on Xiao Qianjun.

Xiaoqianjun, who is already very delicate and full of aura, looks more like a cute little fairy wearing a flower crown.

Then the three members of the Demon Slaying Squad boarded the five-storey Oriole Treasure Ship.

After a while, the giant oriole floating on the river surface with its huge boat building on its back flapped its wings, turned into a yellow shadow, and headed north.

Li Xiangyi and Xiaoqianjun watched the oriole treasure ship pass through the sky and disappear into the sky.

"Eldest brother, Sister Nanjun and Brother Wei Lun left like this, I really feel a little bit reluctant."

Li Goyi patted her little head and said with a smile: "There is no banquet in the world that never ends, we always have to separate, but as long as we have the heart, we will definitely meet again."

"Hmm, I should be very powerful by then, right?"

"Let you go back to the academy on a treasure boat alone, do you dare?"

"Don't dare."

"Then no matter how powerful you become, what's the use?"

"Ah, this..."

Mr. Xiaoqian blinked, and was stopped by the question, as if it was useless.

Li went to Yufeng to go to the east bank.

When Mr. Xiaoqian came back to his senses, he was already in the middle of the river.

"Brother, wait for me!"

Whoosh!
Mr. Xiaoqian turned into a blue sword light and chased after him.

……

Two days later.

Li Goyi and Xiaoqianjun left Qianguo and came to Wangfeng County of Dashunguo.

Dashun Kingdom is a big country in the southeast of Beizhi Gezhou. Compared with the Great Wei in the middle of the country, its national strength, territory, and folk customs are not much inferior.

Walking in Wangfeng County of Dashun, it is obvious that the people here are richer than those in Huqiu County in Qianguo.

Wu Yun is also more prosperous.

In almost every town and village I passed by, I could see people with swords and sticks. I even encountered two villages fighting with weapons, and even three-level warriors and two-level monks appeared.

I saw the martial artist's fists were wild, and the monk's skills were brilliant, and they fought very fiercely.

You must know that those are just two ordinary villages, not some wealthy villages, with only a few hundred people in one side, but they can produce a third-level martial artist and a late-level second-level monk.

It can be seen that the prosperity of Dashun's martial arts.

After fighting for a long time, the two villages failed to decide the winner. Before Li Goyi could mediate, the two patriarchs withdrew their troops on their own.

Seeing this scene, Li Goyi didn't bother to care about it.

Another day later, Li Goyi and Xiao Qianjun passed through Wangfeng County and came to Lingzhou next door.

at dusk.

The brothers and sisters were walking along a country road, planning to find a family to spend the night in front.

Xiaoqianjun suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted: "Brother, look, there are a herd of cows flying in the sky!"

Li Xiangyi looked up, and sure enough, he saw a herd of yellow cattle flying towards them in the southwest sky.

On the back of one of the big black bulls sat a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, playing music freely in the sky.

"Riding a cow is far beyond Qiancun, and the flute plays the evening wind three or four times - but this is talking about the shepherd boy on the ground. This is the first time I have seen this shepherd boy in the air." Li Xiangyi said in surprise.

Mr. Xiaoqian also nodded. The demeanor of the young man playing the flute on the back of a cow is comparable to the demeanor of many Confucian students in the academy who are riding beasts and flying.

But he was clearly dressed as a peasant boy.

As if he heard the conversation between the brothers and sisters, the boy on the back of the bull put down his flute and glanced this way.

In the next moment, he leaped and got off the bull's back, and landed in front of Li Xiangyi and Xiao Qianjun.

Looking at Mr. Xiaoqian, and carefully looking around at Li Goyi, the young man asked, "May I ask this old man, which family is a scholar?"

Li Goye replied: "Confucianism, Li Goye is in Xiahanshan Academy."

"Confucianism? I don't like Confucianism very much." The young man said bluntly, "You Confucian scholars often speak beautifully, but do not do well."

Seeing that this young man is a cheerful person, Li Xiangyi was not annoyed, and smiled, "The situation you mentioned also exists."

"One kind of rice can nurture a thousand kinds of people, and the same book can also nurture a thousand kinds of people."

"It is true that some Confucian disciples are contrary to the teachings of sages, but it is not possible to beat all Confucian scholars to death just because there are some gentle scum."

When the young man met the scholar in green shirt, he was not angry because of what he said, and even frankly admitted that he was a little surprised.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother, you are indeed different from those Confucian scholars who passed by our village last year. At that time, there was another group of scholars who happened to be staying in our village."

"Just because that group of scholars refused to admit that the knowledge of the most holy teacher is the best in the world, those Confucian scholars were beaten up."

"Later when bandits came to rob the village, those Confucian scholars said with certainty that they would repel the bandits and save our village."

"As a result, after hearing that the bandit leader was a five-level monk, these Confucian scholars sneaked away at night."

Li Goyi and Xiaoqian Jun were speechless for a while.

But the young man continued: "At that time, my elder sister saw that one of the Confucian scholars was handsome, and wanted to elope with him. Fortunately, the guy ran away by himself before the next day. Otherwise, wouldn't my elder sister be mistaken? lifetime?"

Li Xiangyi didn't know what to say.

Changing the subject: "Then, how did your village deal with those bandits?"

The boy replied: "Mr. Hu from Qingsui Mountain has arrived, killed the bandits, and saved several surrounding villages."

"Qingsui Mountain? Is it the Qingsui Mountain of Hu Laoxiang, the leader of the martial arts alliance in Lingzhou?"

"Exactly, but Mr. Hu is already the last leader of the martial arts alliance. He washed his hands in the golden basin a year ago and abdicated. Now the leader of the martial arts alliance in Lingzhou is Duling Jianxian."

Li Xiangyi once knew Qingsui Mountain Hu Laoxiang, the leader of the martial arts alliance in a state, in a casual book "Dashun Jianghulu".

I thought I could meet this legendary old leader when I arrived in Delingzhou, but I didn't expect him to have withdrawn from the arena.

Mr. Xiaoqian is not interested in the leader of the martial arts, Mr. Hu, just look at the group of oxen in the sky that stop in the air and start to eat the young leaves of the treetops.

Curiously asked: "Big brother, how can those oxen fly? Could it be that they are all psychic and able to practice, but they haven't transformed yet?"

The boy also glanced at the group of cattle in the air, and explained with a smile: "That's not true, they can fly because of the sound of my flute."

"The flute?"

"Well, in the first lunar month, a middle-aged man who claimed to be the uncle of Youhe Mountain master passed by our village and said that I was born to cultivate Taoism, and he wanted to accept me as an apprentice, and asked me to go with him to some Youhe mountain to practice. I didn't want to leave my father and sister, but he didn't agree, so he passed on a formula to me, asking me to practice first, and then go to him when I change my mind someday."

Li Xiangyi took a look at the young man, and found that he was already a second-level monk.

From the first month to the present, it took only five months to do all the calculations. In such a short period of time, he was able to become a second-level monk from a white body. It was indeed a rare embryo of cultivation.

While chatting, a group of people from the rivers and lakes came from the south, like dragons and tigers, with extraordinary momentum.

(End of this chapter)