It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 223 So fast? !

The awning boat drifted with the current, and its speed was not very fast.

But Li Qinglin sensed Chen Bufan's location and seemed to have arrived at Huainan Mansion.

So he glanced at the river, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he found a bamboo pole with dense branches floating towards him.

After pruning the branches and tying them with a wire mesh, he took the fusiform instrument from the storage bag and bent it with brute force to use it as a fishhook.

The Dongting River is bottomless and has thousands of miles of waves. Naturally, there are many big fish, including many fish that are longer than the awning boat, and they gradually become demonized.

Li Qinglin paid attention for a moment and saw a blurry black shadow swimming from a distance at the bottom of the river. It was more than ten feet long. As it swam at the bottom of the river, countless aquatic people hurriedly avoided it.

It was a huge anaconda, exuding a faint evil aura.

Anacondas of this level are particularly advantageous in the geographical position. Even warriors at the peak of spiritual cultivation or immortal cultivators in the late stages of Qi training would not dare to rush into the water to capture them.

At this moment, Li Qinglin flicked the fishhook, leaving only an afterimage. The fishhook hung under the anaconda's jaw as if it had eyes.

Wow! !

The anaconda was frightened and furious, twisting its body crazily and struggling in the water. With a pair of narrow pupils, it looked towards the river, and could vaguely see a figure fishing in a awning boat, sitting in a coir raincoat.

"You are a little snake with quite a bit of brute strength. You will take it with you on the next journey, and you will be rewarded afterwards. Otherwise...it's cold, so it's not a bad idea to eat snake soup!"

Just like thunder gathering its fury, the anaconda felt a cold voice ringing in his heart.

It immediately became well-behaved and swam obediently to the fishing rod.

next moment.

This black-topped boat was like an arrow from the string, and the two sides of the boat were quickly thrown back.

Only long spreading ripples are left in place.

"It's a pity that I can't experience the elegance of fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. I can learn from Jiang Taigong's fishing on the river. Those who wish to take the bait..."

Li Qinglin looked at the figure of the anaconda working hard to tug the boat with a look of regret in his eyes.

With this nearly demonic spirit here, naturally no ordinary river fish would dare to approach.

Three days later.

Li Qinglin was closing his eyes to rest and practicing martial arts when he clearly heard the sound of horseshoes and wheels on the shore.

Li Qinglin opened his eyes, followed the sound and looked towards the shore, and found a motorcade on the official path heading towards the river.

Li Qinglin glanced around and saw that in this convoy, there were scholars who were going to the state capital to take the state examination, and there were also warriors whose strength was drilled into their bones. They looked like they were well-off.

Li Qinglin took a look and didn't want to worry about it, so he closed his eyes to rest his mind.

shore.

Cars and horses were passing by on the roadside. A frail scholar opened the curtain of his car and looked towards the river.

See the river mist filling the air and the water vapor steaming.

And on the lonely Dongting River, there was a lone boat with a coir raincoat fisherman, and a petite figure who seemed to be the fisherman's granddaughter, sitting on her knees behind the fisherman, shivering.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel poetic and recited a poem,

"The surface of the river is flat, the top of the mountain looks like grass, and there is a weak old man with a pole, and the weather is cold and the raincoat is cold."

"Brother Zhaoyin is extremely talented and will definitely rank among the top three in this state exam!"

"Haha, award, award, award..."

There was a scholar nearby who tightened his blanket, held a charcoal heater in his hand, stretched out half of his body from the window, and spoke in response.

What poetry is nonsense?

On the awning boat, Li Qinglin's closed eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

"It's still early, and we can just go to the top of the Double Dragon and see two martial artists at the top of their martial arts competing under the moon!"

In the horse team, there was a warrior who looked like the leader, wearing a plush cloak. He bowed his hands politely to several scholars, then rode his horse to the shore and shouted to Li Qinglin,

"Excuse me, boatman, if you can take us across the river. I want to go to Shuangjiao Mountain. Crossing the river will save me several days of travel, so please make it easier."

Shuangjiao Mountain is located on the west side of Huainan Prefecture, standing in the Dongtian River. It is a hundred feet high and looks like a dragon. Since ancient times, it has been a resort for famous warriors from Dajiang to compete in martial arts.

Hearing the other party calling him, Li Qinglin slowly opened his eyes, pulled the fishing rod slightly to signal the anaconda to slow down, and then replied loudly,

"I'm sorry, I don't like strangers, so I would like to ask you to find another boatman."

The warrior was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Li Qinglin would refuse.

"I'm willing to pay three times the shipping fee."

Li Qinglin closed his eyes and said nothing, turning a deaf ear.

"Excuse me then."

The warrior shook his head helplessly, cupped his hands, and returned to the convoy with his horse under his belly.

"Just hold on for another half day. I remember there is a medium-sized Jindu just ahead. There should be a lot of boatmen there." "Hmph!"

Zhao Yin, a scholar who recited poetry, glanced at Li Qinglin unhappily, but said nothing more, lowered the curtain and returned to the car.

The sound of wheels slowly spread far away.

Li Qinglin shook the bamboo pole, signaling that the anaconda should exert some force.

The anaconda immediately ejected, even sticking out its tongue, and galloped through the water.

At the same time, Li Qinglin was still in the fairy in the pot, controlling the three spikes of plantain to comb the spiritual plants planted in the spiritual field.

Li Qinglin seems to be enjoying life.

But the effort of practicing in private has not been lost for a moment.

Focusing on four tasks, practicing martial arts, cultivating immortals, planting spiritual plants, and hunting Yuan Chan are rampant in the Nituo River.

And on the other side.

In Fuyu County.

A ray of light quietly entered the city gate under the cover of night.

Ji Yu walked out and looked at the streets and alleys that were not completely dry yet and had many puddles left.

"Strange, why did the Hundred Eyes Yinshu Talisman lead me to this mortal city?"

"This kind of place with thin spiritual energy and full of evil energy is really not a good place for immortal cultivators to cultivate."

"Logically speaking, Han Fei shouldn't be here, right?"

Ji Yu's eyes showed confusion.

Suddenly, Ji Yu turned around and saw four or five figures in robes slowly appearing from the direction of the city gate.

"Old Taoist Jize Ze, Ming Xiang Du Weng..."

Seeing the appearance of these people, Ji Yu's eyes showed a solemn look.

"Boy Ji, come with us."

"Haha, I heard that you have a good personal relationship with Han Fei. I think you should know his whereabouts."

"You and I might as well conspire to divide Baoya's destiny. Now that you don't have Jingyuan Daxiu's protection, you are just like a lost dog. Why should you work for the Xu family anymore?"

A sinister voice came.

When Ji Yu heard this, his expression was stunned.

what's the situation?

Besides myself, why are there so many people looking for Han Fei?

How come this Taoist friend Han, whom I have known for more than ten years, has always been withdrawn, farmed honestly, and doesn't like to interact with others, is so popular? !

A moment later, the whistling sound of magic was heard, accompanied by frightened sounds of begging for mercy.

As a talisman light suddenly appeared, everything fell silent.

……

Three days later.

By the Dongtian River.

The group of carriages hurriedly hurriedly arrived at Jindu Port.

The leading warrior found the boatman, then turned back without stopping, escorted several scholars onto the boat, and carefully added charcoal to the stove.

"My lord, this horse is so handsome. It's more energetic than the military horses I saw in the state capital!"

The boatman looked at the horse with strong muscles, shiny hair, and faint blood flowing under everyone's crotch, with envy in his eyes.

"Haha, this horse is raised in the best pastures. It has extraordinary blood. Its ancestor is a genuine Pegasus. It is the spiritual pet of the immortal family. It can travel thousands of miles in a day!"

"If we don't want to cross the river, no matter how big or fast your boat is, it will only eat dust behind our butts!"

Without waiting for the man to answer, scholar Zhaoyin began to explain in a show-off manner.

Just as they were talking, everyone vaguely heard some movement coming from the river.

Zhaoyin turned around and saw a boat with a black awning sailing slowly on the broad river.

On the boat, a fisherman seemed to be sleeping but not asleep, and seemed to be awake but not awake.

It was the country boatman who refused them a boat ride a few days ago!

Seeing this, everyone felt as if they had seen a ghost.

"Why is this ship so fast?!"

(End of this chapter)