Chapter 73 Jinsha River
Seeing that Qingyang didn't speak, Taoist Songhe thought that his disciple couldn't get over this hurdle, and he got angry and said, "Why are you so fussy, man? It's settled, you leave early tomorrow morning."
The master had said so much, and it would be a bit hypocritical to say anything more. It was inevitable to separate from the master, and it was just a matter of a few days earlier or later, so Qingyang had to nod in agreement.
Although it was more than three months away from the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, and it only took more than a month to get to Liangzhou, who knew if there would be any unexpected things on the way? If something happened and delayed the trip, wouldn't it be troublesome to miss this Immortal Knocking Conference?
Qingyang didn't say anything more, but found a few wine jars in the Taoist temple, took out all the remaining rain wine, packed it for the master and buried it underground. Taoist Songhe searched for a long time among the things left by the ancestors of the past generations, and found a seven-star sword and gave it to Qingyang, asking him to use it for self-defense on the road.
The Seven-Star Sword is not a magical weapon or spiritual weapon, it is just slightly better than ordinary martial arts weapons, but for Qingyang, who currently has no magic weapon for self-defense and has not learned any magic, it is still somewhat useful.
Early the next morning, Qingyang carried a bundle on his back and a Seven-Star Sword on his waist. He bid farewell to his master and officially set off.
In the bundle were some clothes and food for replacement. Although the space of the Drunken Immortal Gourd could also hold things, Qingyang did not dare to do so, because these were all commonly used things on his body, and they needed to be taken out and put in frequently. If someone noticed anything unusual, he might be killed.
Ordinary people can be dealt with easily, but if other cultivators knew that he actually had a space-type treasure, it would be normal to kill people and rob treasures. With his current strength, it is impossible to keep it. Therefore, Qingyang would only store things that are not often used or are particularly valuable in the space, and he also needs to confirm again and again that there is no one around.
From Xiping Prefecture to Liangzhou City, it is about two thousand miles. According to the itinerary of ordinary people, it takes about two months. Although the physical fitness of the Jianghu people is better, it is impossible for them to travel all the time, so they can't save much time. It still takes more than a month.
There are two more prefectures between Xiping Prefecture and Liangzhou City. One is Kaiyuan Prefecture, which is the prefecture where the Tiger Gang is located, and the other is Qingyun Prefecture. It is too far from Xiping Prefecture. Not only Qingyang has never heard of it, but even his master Songhe has never been there.
Qingyang, who is fifteen or sixteen years old, is not much different from an adult. Although he still looks very immature, he is dressed like a Taoist monk and has a sword on his waist. No one deliberately makes things difficult for him on the road. Going east all the way, nearly ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this way, he traveled in the morning and slept at night. He traveled during the day, practiced most of the time at night, and rested for a small part of the time, but he didn't feel too tired. Sometimes when he didn't want to travel, he would find a mountain place with lush vegetation and take the six alcoholic bees out to let them go.
Occasionally, when he met someone selling wine, Qingyang would buy a jar, open the lid and put it in the Drunken Immortal Gourd to entertain the alcoholic bees. The wine in the secular world tastes very ordinary, but the alcoholic bees are crazy about wine and are not very picky. They can drink a jar of wine in two or three days.
Qingyang's flattery of these alcoholic bees is still effective. After several releases and a few jars of wine, these alcoholic bees are no longer as distant from Qingyang as before. If they meet Qingyang, they will circle around Qingyang a few times to express their closeness.
Sometimes Qingyang wraps the alcoholic bees with his spiritual sense to express some simple emotions or requests, and he feels that these alcoholic bees can understand. Of course, this is what Qingyang thought, as for whether they actually understood or would do it, he didn't know.
One day, he came to a ferry unknowingly. The river in front was the largest river in the entire Liangzhou. It was called Jinsha River. It is said that it was named because the mud and sand in the river were golden in color, especially under the sun, it was golden like gold.
The width of the Jinsha River is hundreds of feet, and ordinary people cannot 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 east to the Qingyun Mansion, and it will take at most half a day to the north to the capital of Kaiyuan Mansion.
Speaking of Kaiyuan Mansion, Qingyang suddenly had some ideas. His current strength has greatly improved, so why not go to the Tiger Gang to try his luck. On the one hand, he wanted to see if he could get rid of the Tiger Gang and completely solve this problem for his master and Master Kongji. On the other hand, he had some ideas about the Immortal Knocking Order of the Tiger Gang.
Xiying Immortal Master once said that there are three opportunities to join the immortal sect. Whether the qualifications are excellent depends on God's will. Qingyang doesn't think he has that luck. And completing the immortal sect mission is even more difficult, which requires sufficient strength.
Among them, the easiest one for Qingyang is the second one. He has become an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Kaimai Realm. As long as he gets a knocking immortal order, he can join the immortal sect. And the Tiger Gang just happens to have such a one. This is God helping him.
Anyway, there is still plenty of time. It’s okay to delay in Kaiyuan Mansion for a few days. Go and have a look first. Maybe there is a chance to fish in troubled waters. If you don’t take what God gives, you will suffer the consequences.
This ferry is a must-pass place from Xiping Mansion to Kaiyuan Mansion, and even Liangzhou City. There are many people who rely on this ferry to make a living, and there are good and bad people.
However, it was already approaching dusk at this time, and there were fewer people at the ferry. If you can’t find a boat to cross the river, you may have to wait until tomorrow. Qingyang was lucky. There was a passenger boat parked in a corner of the ferry. At the bow was an honest middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat and smoking a bag of dry tobacco quietly.
When Qingyang got on the boat, the man just glanced at him without saying a word of courtesy. He seemed to be a man of few words. It seemed that he was going to continue waiting for guests and would set off only after the boat was full. Qingyang didn't want to talk much when he was out, so he sat on the other side of the boat after getting on the boat, holding his bag in his arms and waiting for the boat to set off.
Who knew that after waiting for a long time, no more passengers appeared. Seeing that the night was getting darker and darker, if he didn't set off again, he might have to set off in the dark. Sailing at night was very dangerous, and even the old boatman didn't dare to sail at night casually.
This trip was probably the only passenger, and he didn't know if he could earn back his hard work fee. The middle-aged man cursed in a low voice, then knocked the pipe on the side of the boat, stood up and prepared to row the boat across the river.