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Chapter 305 Heading north, under the sunset

Wang Ping had already prepared to go north before Ruan Chunzi arrived.

Hearing Ruan Chunzi's invitation, he picked up two copper coins and threw them out. He lowered his head and glanced at the divination of the copper coins in his hand. When Ruan Chunzi stretched his head to look at it, he put the two copper coins into his sleeves and said with an open-minded smile. : "Then I'd like to thank you, fellow Taoist."

"It's just a small thing!"

Ruan Chunzi made an invitation gesture, "This is still your territory, fellow Taoist please first..."

Wang Ping was not polite. He activated his identity card and turned into a stream of light heading north. At this moment, Yu Lian revealed a head from his sleeves and communicated with Wang Ping in the spiritual sea: "Why don't you go back and say goodbye?"

"No need!"

Yu Lian didn't say much after hearing this.

An hour later, Wang Ping appeared at the boundary of Nanlin Road. He looked at the Baishui Lake and Shangyang Mountain in Wudaofu from a distance, and then his own dojo in Shang'an Mansion and the port to the south.

At this moment, the incoming monks who had registered in Qianmu Mountain and the incoming monks from various aristocratic families stood respectfully on the clouds and bowed to Wang Ping's figure as a junior.

It seemed that Wang Ping flew over Shang'an Mansion in the blink of an eye and entered the territory of Sanhe Mansion. The crisscrossing waterways here reminded him of Guangxuan who was still in retreat. When he approached Sanhe Temple, Liu Chang stood on the clouds and faced him from a distance. He bowed and bowed to Wang Ping.

Next came the Ningde Mansion. The Qiuwang Sect Master of the Dandao Sect led all the flying disciples in the sect to stand above the clouds. What they were doing was actually the disciple ceremony.

Finally, there was the Fuming Mansion where the casual cultivators gathered. Gan Xing waved his identity card to the sky as a greeting to Wang Ping. The other disciples stood respectfully on the clouds and saluted the junior Wang Ping.

When it was getting dark, Wang Ping landed on a mountain peak on the border of Houjiang Road and Nanlin Road. He looked at the sun that was about to set in the distance, and then looked at the surrounding scenery.

Houjiang Road is an endless plain of fertile soil, with waterways crisscrossing the fertile soil. It is completely different from the undulating terrain of the Phuoc Minh Fu highlands.

The boundary between the two places is a wetland. A group of wild geese dances on the water under the afterglow of the sunset. There are also some amphibians playing in the reeds. Some fishermen on the water farther away are rushing to the shore. There are A small or medium-sized village was already filled with smoke.

"This place is beautiful."

Ruan Chunzi looked at the sunset reflecting on the river, stretched out his hand, rolled up a stone, took it in his hand, and then like a child, threw the stone in his hand to the river below.

With a soft "pop" sound, when the waves dispersed, Wang Ping pointed to the fishermen rushing home over there and said, "Go and ask them, is this scenery beautiful?"

Ruan Chunzi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Ping with a wry smile, "Do you always like to ruin the scenery so much?"

Yu Lian got out of Wang Ping's sleeve, looked at the river below, and asked, "Are there any shrimps in the river?"

Huo Jie also got out of the soft bag on Ruan Chunzi's waist, showing contempt for Yu Lian's question, then climbed onto Ruan Chunzi's shoulder and looked at the sunset in the distance.

"Yes, the river shrimp here are very famous in the Liangjiang area!" Ruan Chunzi answered Yu Lian's question while communicating with his spiritual pet.

"I'm going to catch some river shrimps. Do you want some?" Yulian rose into the sky.

"No need!" Ruan Chunzi shook his head. It could be seen that he, like Wang Ping, was also adhering to the Taoist tradition and only ate meat that was edible according to the Taoist regulations.

Yu Lian cheered, her body suddenly grew in size and she plunged into the river.

Ruan Chunzi waved his hand and a chessboard fell to the ground. Then he sat on the ground and invited Wang Ping: "Fellow Taoist, would you like to play a game?"

"Okay!" Wang Ping did not choose to travel at night. He had no other intention, he just didn't want to.

When the two were making moves in succession, Huo Jie jumped off Ruan Chunzi's body and ran to the nearby forest to find a pile of dry firewood to light.

It was already late at night when the game ended, and Wang Ping won a lot of games. This was not because Ruan Chunzi conceded, but because Ruan Chunzi's chess skills were really not that good, and he played chess very casually and rarely made deliberate calculations.

At the beginning of the second game, Wang Ping also relaxed a lot. When he reached the middle of the game, Yu Lian, who returned to Wang Ping's shoulder, controlled some water droplets to sprinkle on the fire, making a "sizzling" sound. Huo Jie bared his teeth and cracked his mouth.

Wang Ping gently stroked Yu Lian's head and told her not to mess around. Then Yu Lian spit out the snake letter at Huo Jie, making Huo Jie spit out a mouthful of flames.

When the chess game came to an end, Ruan Chunzi suddenly asked: "Did Mr. Xiao Shanfu and the Four Realm monks from the 'First Day' make a move?"

"Correct!"

"How is the result?"

"do not know!"

"I heard that you captured the soul of a Third Realm monk on the 'First Day' and then released her?"

"Correct!"

"This is a big deal. If you get this Yuan Shen from the True Yang Sect, the resources you can exchange for it are beyond your imagination." Ruan Chunzi put down the piece casually, looked up at Wang Ping, and said, "What's more, I also heard that...she has Ren Kong’s soul in her hand.”

"This is not something I can consider." Wang Ping also raised his head and looked at Ruan Chunzi. "When you talk like this, I feel that there seems to be a problem within the Zhenyang Sect."

"It's not a secret!"

Ruan Chunzi smiled openly, "The True Yang Sect has been passed down for so many years and has developed dozens of branches. Although each branch claims to be the inheritance of the True Yang Sect, their purposes are different. For example, the inheritance of Ren Kong, They are very mysterious, and the cave is in the deepest part of Zhenyang Mountain..."

"Don't you think it's ridiculous for you to ask me, an outsider, to inquire about matters within your sect?"

Wang interrupted Ruochunzi and dropped one at the same time. Then, he turned his head again. The morning glow had emerged from the clouds and fell on the wetland. Combined with the thick fog, it gave it a dusty beauty.

It’s just the tired fishermen in the distant village who don’t care at all about the beautiful scenery in the morning. They will only complain that the time for rest in the evening passes too quickly.

Ruan Chunzi stared at the chess game that was about to be completely defeated again, and said: "I don't know why, but the longer I live, the more curious I am... Our lineage belonged to the outer sect a long time ago, and I was promoted to the third realm. In the Fire Realm, when you swallow a mouthful of real fire, you think many things can be changed."

"But after so many years, nothing has changed, except for the halo of a deputy headmaster on my head. Haha, there are more than a dozen deputy headmasters in Zhenyang Sect. The meaning above is very obvious, let me restrain my subordinates. Disciples, don’t deviate from the teachings!”

"I have always been curious about how they identify the success rate of promotion to the second realm, and I am even more curious about why the relevant disciples forget some important things after each promotion."

Wang Ping looked at Ruan Chunzi who had admitted defeat and said, "Forgive me for being powerless. I really don't know anything."

Ruan Chunzi was not surprised by this answer. He smiled at the morning glow and said, "You were right before. Maybe I should try to break through to the fourth realm."

(End of this chapter)