Drunken Immortal Gourd

　　 Seeing Qing Yang didn’t speak, Song He thought that the disciple would not be able to pass this hurdle, so he was immediately angry, and said, “Man, what are you doing with mothers-in-laws? That’s the deal. You will leave early tomorrow morning.”

　　 The master has said this to the point, and anything else is a bit hypocritical. It is inevitable to be separated from the master, that is, the difference between a few days and a few days, Qing Yang had no choice but to agree.

　　 Although there are still more than three months before the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, and it only takes more than a month to get to Liangzhoucheng, who knows if there will be any unexpected things on the road? If something delays the trip, wouldn’t it be troublesome to miss the Fairy Knock Conference?

　　 Qingyang didn’t say anything more, but found a few wine jars in the Taoist temple, took out all the remaining rain wine, installed it for the master, and buried it in the ground. And Songhe Old Dao searched for a long time among the things left by the ancestors of the past generations, and found a Seven-Star Sword to Qing Yang for him to use in self-defense on the road.

The Seven-Star Sword is not a treasure like a magic weapon, it is slightly better than ordinary Jianghu weapons, but for Qing Yang, who currently has no magic weapon for body protection except for practicing meditation, and has never learned any spells, It’s kind of useful.

　　 Early the next morning, Qing Yang carried a baggage on his back and a seven-star sword on his waist. After paying respects to Master, he officially set off.

In the baggage are some change of clothes and food. Although you can put things in the drunk fairy gourd space, Qingyang did not dare to do so, because these things on his body are commonly used things and need to be taken out and put in frequently. If it is seen by others What’s wrong, I’m afraid it will bring a murderous disaster.

　　 Ordinary people are fine to deal with it. If other monks know that they have space-like treasures, it is normal to kill and win treasures. With their current strength, it is impossible to hold them. Therefore, only infrequently used or particularly valuable things can Qing Yang store him in the space, and he needs to check again and again when there is no one around him.

From Xiping Mansion to Liangzhou City, it takes about two thousand miles. According to the itinerary of ordinary people, it takes about two months. Although people in the rivers and lakes have better physical fitness, it is impossible to keep on the road, so it can not save much time, more than one. The month is still needed.

There are two more cities to 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 Qingyang has never heard of it, but even Master Songhe Old Road has never been.

　　 Qing Yang, fifteen or six years old, is not much different from an adult. Although he looks very young and immature, he is dressed as a Taoist monk and has a sword on his waist. No one is deliberately embarrassed on the road. Traveling east all the way, nearly ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

　　 On the way, he walked overnight, drove the road during the day, spent most of the night practicing, and rested for a little while, but he didn’t feel too tired. Sometimes when he didn’t want to hurry, he would find a lush mountainous land and get the six alcoholic bees out to let the wind go.

　　Occasionally, when I met a wine seller, Qing Yang would also buy an altar, open the lid and put it in the drunk fairy gourd to entertain the alcoholic bees. The taste of wine in the world is very ordinary, but the alcoholic bee is crazy about alcohol and is not so picky. It can drink a jar of wine in two or three days.

　　 Qingyang still has an effect on these alcoholic bees. After several releases and a few jars of wine, these alcoholic bees are no longer as alienated from Qingyang as before. If they encounter Qingyang, they will circle Qingyang a few times to express their closeness.

　　 Sometimes Qing Yang wraps the alcoholic bees with his spiritual sense and expresses some simple emotions or requests. He feels that these alcoholic bees can also understand it. Of course, this was what Qing Yang thought. As for whether people actually understood it, or whether they would follow suit, I don’t know.

On this day, he unknowingly came to a ferry. The river in front is the largest river in Liangzhou. The name is Jinsha River. It is said that the sand in this river is golden in color, especially under the sun. , The golden name is like gold.

　　 The width of the Jinsha River is hundreds of meters wide, and it is impossible for ordinary people to 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, continue to the east to go to Qingyun Mansion, and to the north is the city of Kaiyuan Mansion for at most a half-day.

　　 Speaking of Kaiyuan Mansion, Qing Yang suddenly had some ideas, his current strength has been greatly improved, it is better to go to the Tiger Gang to make a breakthrough. On the one hand, it is to see if he can get rid of the Tiger Gang and completely solve this problem for Master and Master Kongji. On the other hand, he has some thoughts about the immortal knocking order of the Tiger Gang.

　　Xi Yingxian Master once said that there are three opportunities to join the Xiuxian School. Whether the aptitude is good depends on God’s will~www.wuxiax.com~ Qingyang didn’t realize that he had that luck. It is even more difficult to complete the fairy gate mission, as it requires sufficient strength.

　　 Among them, the easiest thing for Qing Yang is the second one. He has become a cultivator in the middle of the Open Vein Realm. As long as he obtains a celestial strike, he can join the celestial gate. But the Tiger Gang just had such one, this is the gods who are helping themselves.

　　 Anyway, there is still plenty of time. It’s okay to delay for a few days at Kaiyuan Mansion. Go and see first. Maybe there is a chance to fish in troubled waters. Tianyu won’t take the blame.

　　 This ferry is a must pass from Xiping Mansion to Kaiyuan Mansion, and even Liangzhou City. Many people rely on this ferry to make a living, a mixed bag.

　　 But by this time the sky is approaching dusk, and the number of people at the ferry is scarce. If you can’t find a boat to cross the river, I’m afraid you will have to wait for tomorrow. Qingyang’s luck was not bad. There was a small boat carrying passengers parked in a corner of the ferry. An honest middle-aged man on the bow, carrying a bamboo straw hat, quietly smoking a bag of dry cigarettes.

　　 Qingyang boarded the boat, the man just glanced at him, didn’t even say a word of kindness, he seemed to be a bad word, he seemed to be waiting for the guests, and then set off when he was full. When he was out, Qing Yang didn’t want to talk too much, so after getting on the boat, he went to the other side, holding the baggage in his arms and waiting for the boat to sail.

　　Who knows waiting left and right, there are no guests showing up again. Seeing that the night is getting deeper and deeper, if you don’t set off again, you may have to sail in the dark. Sailing at night is so dangerous that even the old boatman dare not just sail at night.

This trip is probably the only guest, and I don’t know if he can earn back the hard work. The middle-aged man cursed a bit of bad luck, then knocked the pipe pot on the boat gang, stood up and prepared to punt the boat. Cross the river.