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

Chapter 224 Serving as a mountain official is the way to be a human being

Although it is late autumn now, the river wind is chilling, and rime has even formed in extremely cold places.

Not to mention ordinary people, even warriors in the muscular realm are not willing to travel during this season.

However, because this Jindu ferry is adjacent to Shuangjiao Mountain and is the nearest ferry, there are so many boats coming and going, it is particularly prosperous and gathers all kinds of tourists.

"On November 1st, Yan Yijiu, the youngest Silverbait Lord of the Martial Fish Dragon Sect, and Chen Bufan, who had risen to fame in just a few months and was able to kill water bandits in the green forests of the Dongting River with one man and one sword, met for a martial arts fight on top of the two dragons. , until death!"

"These two people have never met each other before, why do they decide to fight to the death?"

"How do you know that both of them are geniuses in martial arts. They are already masters at the peak of spiritual cultivation at the age of less than 30 years old. They are expected to step into the third realm of martial arts and open up a new path! No matter who falls, it will be a huge blow to martial arts. loss."

"What is the attitude of the Dajiang court, Jiwu Yulongmen and even the local clans?"

"What other attitude can there be? Just wait and see what happens! Unless they are immortals coming to this world, or warriors who have stepped into the third realm of martial arts and understand their own way, they will not interfere."

"makes sense……"

Listening to the noisy discussions of tourists on the shore, Li Qinglin silently let go of the bamboo pole.

The speed of the awning boat slowed down, breaking through the river surface, leaving a long series of ripples.

"I've worked hard for you these past few days. I hope you can become a dragon and become a dragon soon, and be successful in your demon career."

Li Qinglin said softly to the bottomless river, then took out a demon-transforming pill and threw it into the water with a splash.

This awning boat was far away from the shore, and it was still separated by the lingering fog. Even Zhaoyin and other people in the carriage could not see Li Qinglin's movements.

Under the Dongting River, when the anaconda saw the Demon Transformation Pill, it instinctively longed for it. After swallowing it in one gulp, it wandered around the awning boat for a while, feeling a faint sense of gratitude, and then slowly left.

"Strange, why is the water still rising? The water line was not at this position just now."

"It's rare but strange. It's probably the undercurrent or the water splashed by the ship."

The two boatmen said something strange.

However, they never thought that a few breaths ago, a ten-foot-long anaconda with the appearance of a demon quietly swam under the water.

Li Qinglin rowed a boat with a pole and docked on the shore.

Li Qinglin didn't expect that the fight between the two 'evil disciples' would actually cause such a big fight, as if half of Jiang Wulin had gathered here.

Naturally, it was inconvenient to let the anaconda pull the boat, so we could only go with the light and follow the current to Shuangjiao Mountain.

Li Qinglin found a Yaxian in Yaxing at Jindukou to help him find a boat to Shuangjiao Mountain.

To be big, you can be calm.

More importantly, it must be comfortable, and the mattress should be a high-quality marmoset-hair seat.

"It's a coincidence that our guest has come. There is just one last private room left on the Dafu ship, which definitely doesn't meet your requirements."

When Yaren heard Li Qinglin's request, he immediately smiled and narrowed his eyes.

This sentence technique is probably what everyone said.

Nowadays, ordinary silver coins have little meaning to Li Qinglin.

Wulao Qingxinzhai was a gold-fishing monster. Li Qinglin couldn't even remember how many silver coins he had casually put in his storage bag, so he agreed.

He took the White Bone Demon on board the ship.

As luck would have it, Zhaoyin's convoy also boarded the Great Fortune Ship.

"Here, that coir raincoat man, why is your boat so fast?"

When Zhaoyin saw Li Qinglin's figure, he couldn't help but asked curiously.

The companions also turned around.

The leader of the high-cloak martial artist felt that the man in front of him was a bit extraordinary, but he did not notice any trace of martial arts training. His energy and blood were just like ordinary people. He was a little cautious for a moment, and he cupped his hands and said,

"I hope that the good man will not be like the younger members of the family. He has been spoiled since he was a child. He occasionally makes rude remarks, so please bear with him."

Li Qinglin glanced at the warrior and nodded his head.

"If there is a big fish pulling the boat under the water, it will naturally go faster."

Big fish?

Pulling a boat?

Zhaoyin and his party looked at each other in shock when they heard this, only feeling that this matter was too outrageous.

I have always heard of trackers pulling boats, but how can there be big fish pulling boats?

Could this person be deceiving me?

Li Qinglin ignored these people and found his room under the leadership of Ya Zi. The scent of sandalwood is faint, the bedding is thick, and there is no moisture from the river.

Li Qinglin nodded with satisfaction, took out a tael of silver as a reward, and handed it to Ya Zi.

After washing up, changing his outfit, putting on more decent brocade clothes, and even putting on a jade finger ring, Li Qinglin looked like a kid from a rich family.

He came back to the deck and glanced at everyone on the boat.

Most of them were warriors, and there were also some scholars and students wearing long robes and hats, all with expressions of excitement on their faces as they watched the show.

The White Bone Demon hadn't seen so many "new people" in hundreds of years, and he couldn't hide the bloodthirsty urge in his heart. However, due to Li Qinglin's power, he could only restrain himself, and his body was trembling faintly.

suddenly,

Li Qinglin noticed the figure of a woman sitting casually in the corner of the deck, leaning against the wall.

The gray robe and wide hat almost covered his entire face.

One hand is holding a large wooden box, and the other hand is holding a bronze knife, which seems to be carving something.

What attracted Li Qinglin was not the woman in gray robe.

But the big wooden box behind her.

A light, timeless and profound spirituality came, which actually gave Li Qinglin a sense of solemnity in his heart.

"Mountain-holding stone? Or some kind of earth-moving magic weapon?"

"What can make my body vigilant must be at the foundation level."

"Sure enough, Da Jiang, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger. Wherever you go, there are people like this."

"It's true that I, Li Qinglin, look down upon everyone in the world."

Li Qinglin changed from his recent laziness, regained a bit of solemnity, and took the initiative to approach the woman.

Then I saw this woman holding a knife, carving a wooden board, looking at the pattern, there were mountains and rivers with ruler directions, it was a map of Dajiang.

Drawing?

Could it be that he is a mountain official?

Serving as a mountain official is one of Da Jiang's special professions. He carries the mountains on his shoulders, draws and updates maps of the wilderness of each city, and marks the scope and risk level of the disaster area.

When the woman noticed the visitor, she didn't even raise her head and said casually,

"You're also here to watch the Battle of Two Dragon Mountains?"

Li Qinglin replied honestly,

"Yes, I came all the way just to meet Chen Bufan."

On the one hand, Li Qinglin came here to avoid the risk of internal fighting in the three mountains of Qingshitan. On the other hand, he did come here for these martial arts seeds, which was not a lie.

"Traveling this far just to watch two warriors fight?"

The woman sneered and looked up to see that Li Qinglin was fair and clean, with no trace of martial arts training.

Although the person behind Li Qinglin has no apparent appearance, he is petite and charming, with a graceful figure, just like a white-bone spirit!

Seeing this, the woman silently labeled Li Qinglin as a son of a wealthy family.

When you go out, you have to be served by a maid.

"Yes. Fighting between warriors is very exciting and will bring me a lot of insights." Li Qinglin said.

Still enlightened?

Why didn't you say you were a master at the third level of martial arts?

The woman shook her head helplessly, but seeing Li Qinglin's reaction, he didn't look like a bad guy, so she couldn't help but put down the dagger carving the map and put the wooden box in front of her knees.

Then he warned in a serious tone,

"Brother, when you are out and about, you should also learn from me, don't expose your wealth, and travel in a low-key manner.

Look at your splendid clothes and mink fur. Don't you tell others that you are a fat sheep?

Maybe you think you have a trump card, and you even have clan elders secretly protecting you, but how do you know that there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world? You see others this way, and others see you the same way..."

Li Qinglin heard this and agreed with the truth,

"Thank you for the tip, girl. It's indeed true."

When Bai Gujing heard this, he was speechless.

Li Qinglin, who suppressed General Wei Yu with his bare hands, and even left his body to disperse the water damage, really didn't look like a fat sheep who was robbed by others.

It’s others who should be worried...

(End of this chapter)