The wind rustled in the river and the ferry boat went down with the waves.

Zuo Lingquan's long sword was on his back, and two scimitars were hung on his left waist. He stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the shimmering river surface.

The river is named Qingdu, and it is also the title of the Lord Qingdu of Yunshui Jiantan. It rose from Dayan to the northern mountain until Yunshui Jiantan entered the sea, and Bailu River was also one of its tributaries.

The origin of the name Shuanlonggang is simple.

A big dragon walks through the river and becomes a dragon when entering the sea.

The river road near Shuanlong Port turned a sharp turn. Many years ago, an old dragon carried a torrent to the river and into the sea. At this point, it accidentally rushed to the shore. Before he turned around, he was enthusiastically "rescued" by the Lord of the Barren Mountains, and tied back to the barren mountain. Shuanlong Port was named after it. The unlucky old dragon was also the one that appeared in the sky in the Dadan.

Strictly speaking, this great opportunity should belong to Lord Qingdu, but this is the way of practicing. A creature made of heaven is first come first served. If you run slowly, you will not be able to blame anyone.

The ferry sailed through the waves at a very fast speed but was very stable. The scenery along the river quickly retreated, but in a moment it had already moved away from Shuanlong Port.

On the deck were basically full of martial arts practitioners. Like Zuo Lingquan, they were covered with weapons on their backs. There were only a few martial arts practitioners who were fist-and-legged and fucking, but there were also talisman clips, waist cards and other miscellaneous items hanging around their waists.

The scene like a bandit in the market is very different from the immortal world in Zuo Lingquan's fantasy. After a few glances, he asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time:

"Brother Cheng, is there any kind of practice... well... storage bags are something that is only the size of a purse on the outside but can put weapons in it."

Cheng Jiujiang stood in the wind, and the fourth level of Linggu cultivation was standing among a group of young monks, and he was considered a flock of chickens. He thought after hearing this:

"What Brother Ling Quan described is probably to open up a small cave between the world. Such magical powers can only be achieved by immortals of the level of Shangguan Ancestor, and they cannot be seen even if they do. However, I have heard of the objects that store things...

...The monks at the peak of Youhuang can control the five elements, and everything is divided into five elements, so they can control all things. I heard that the masters of Tiandicheng can put the magical power of controlling all things in a treasure called "Linglong Pavilion", so that the objects of your carry-on can be reduced and placed in it. Those real immortal fairies are light and simple when they go out, and they can't carry bags, but they think they are carrying similar objects."

When Zuo Lingquan heard that it was really there, he asked:

"Where can I get such an object? I'm not fairy at all when I go out to bring a bunch of weapons."

Cheng Jiujiang laughed: "I am not an immortal, so I can't get it naturally. I guess only the inner disciples of the nine sects have that kind of treasure, and I may be able to get it in Linyuan City, but I will definitely not be able to buy it here, and I guess I can't afford it..."

...

Tang Jingwen stood beside Zuo Lingquan, wearing a pleated skirt with blue background and white flowers, dressed as a market girl, holding a furry dumpling in her hand; the dumplings faced the river breeze, and the white fluff was blown by the wind, looking very comfortable.

When he heard the two chatting, Tang Jingyan seemed to understand and interrupted:

"It sounds so convenient, I guess I'm not afraid of burning it. It's definitely appropriate to pretend to be a silver; if there is too much money, I can't take it away, so I can only exchange it into a silver note. Once the silver note is burned, it will be gone. And I come outside, but the money bank here does not recognize it, so I can't even use it."

Zuo Lingquan chuckled gently, approached him, raised his hand and touched Tuanzi's head:

"I think so too. This time I came out, my family loaded three carriages of cash for me, but I couldn't take it away at all. In the end, I could only bring some broken silver and pick up all the way."

Tang Jingwen was not in front of Jiang Yi, and returned to her former cheerfulness and affinity, and whispered softly:

"Say it~ Sister knows that your family has a great career and I am a bartender, so I will definitely not be able to compare with you."

Zuo Lingquan was a little helpless, and after a moment of reflection, he asked:

"By the way, Sister Tang said just now what does it mean to be able to help? Could it be that Sister Tang has entered Ling Valley?"

Tang Jingwen has been practicing in recent months. Since the remnant soul of Jiufeng left, the restrictions on his body seem to be gone. With his extraordinary talent, his cultivation speed is much more exaggerated than those of ordinary people like Zuo Lingquan, and there is no bottleneck at all. If the true qi is fully refined, he will break the realm. In two months, he has reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, and is at the same level as Jiang Yi, who has just made a breakthrough.

However, Tang Jingwen knew the importance of these things and never told anyone. Seeing Zuo Lingquan ask, she just pulled up her sleeves, exposed her white wrists, and reached in front of Zuo Lingquan and asked him to check it out.

When Zuo Lingquan saw Tang Jingyan silently, he secretly reached his hand in front of him. He thought it was wrong and naturally held the smooth and warm slender hand:

"What's the matter?"

?

Tang Jingwen's expression was stunned. She was stunned for a moment before she reacted. Her eyes were annoyed, and she quickly pulled her hand and hit Zuo Lingquan's shoulder:

"Boy, what are you doing? I asked you to take the pulse, and you took advantage of your sister? You... believe it or not, I will tell the princess?"

"Well……"

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, and he quickly made a serious look and pressed Tang Jingwen's wrist:

"Let me see...huh?!"

Zuo Lingquan was shocked!

Tang Jingwen pulled back his little hand and pulled down her sleeve. She knew that Zuo Lingquan would be surprised and said softly:

"After the phoenix was stolen, I found that the qi was refining very quickly, and it was like this now. In addition, I felt a little strange. The dead woman seemed to be choking after eating the big phoenix, and there was still a little left to swallow. Then I could follow that point and feel the position of the dead woman. The dead woman didn't let me see it, and covered herself tightly..."

“…?”

Zuo Lingquan listened to the soft words, feeling like listening to the heavenly book. After thinking for a while, he understood clearly. He looked up at the sky:

"Where is she? Not nearby, aren't she?"

Tang Jingyan felt that she was actually vague, and sometimes she didn't. She shook her head and said:

"In a very far place, just like the ends of the world, she looked at me, and I could feel that I had not paid attention to me for many days."

"oh……"

Zuo Lingquan nodded as if he understood it, and he felt a little relieved when he heard this and said softly:

"Sister Tang, don't always call me Death Lady, it's scary."

"I'll just call her, who asked her to steal my stuff? She'll hit me long ago. I'm not afraid of those who wear shoes at barefoot... "

"well……"

"Xiao Zuo, are you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of? I'm not afraid of wearing shoes at barefoot..."

...

During the trivial chat, the ferry boat sailed down the river across the Qingdu River and gradually came to the vicinity of Qingyun City built along the river.

The scale of Qingyun City is almost the same as that of Donghua City. There are white clouds and mist floating on the nearby river surface. You can take a boat to cross the river surface, and the surrounding clouds and mist are shrouded in the surroundings. It really makes you feel a bit mysterious about being on the sea of ​​clouds.

This is not the first time Cheng Jiujiang has come, so he came to him and introduced:

"Don't be fooled by this fancy appearance, that is, the ordinary 'fog transformation technique'. Qingyun City does not have a city protection array, so it can only be used to support the storefronts of these virtual heads and eight brains. Our Qihuang Valley's sect protection array is really powerful. As long as you know how to control it, it is okay to hide the entire sect in the mountains and fields. Even if you walk in front of you, you won't be able to see it."

Zuo Lingquan and Tang Jingwen were just like him. He felt that everything was mysterious. He didn't show any disdain when he heard this, but just asked:

"I heard that there is Old Ancestor Youhuang in Qingyun City?"

Cheng Jiujiang nodded: "There is an ancestor in the Zhang family, named "Chinhai Laoxian". He is a sword-making master. The sword of the magic treasure level was also cast by him. He has also had a high cultivation level. He has entered the 'one-yuan realm' many years ago. I don't know if he has entered the Liangyi realm now."

The monks in Youhuang Realm are divided into five levels. The monks belong to different five elements, and the order of refining the five elements is also different. Therefore, the five realms of Youhuang Realm are called "one Yuan, two qualities, three talents, four images, and five elements", representing the amount of power that controls the five elements. "one Yuan Realm" represents the refining of a kind of natal object that belongs to the five elements.

Zuo Lingquan has also learned about these in recent days and nodded slightly:

"Since you are a sword-casting master, you probably can control the fire of the five elements."

"The old immortal of Chifa is indeed a fire-controlling cultivator. He is also considered a overlord in this area, but he is a little old and has long stopped talking about the world. Qingyun City is in charge, the head of the three masters. The most powerful one is Zhang Yinfeng, the son of Chifa Old Immortal, who is an expert at the seventh level of Linggu. He can control things from the air, and his combat power cannot be underestimated..."

...

In a few words, the ferry passed through the misty river and stopped on the pier outside Qingyun City.

There were many young children wearing standard robes standing next to the dock. They came forward to greet them when the pedal was put down, and there were also people like butlers singing next to them:

"The Ten Mile Sword Crazy Hu Yi is here!"

"The Lord of Lion Mountain, Master Liu, is here!"

...

The people on the ferry were laughing when they heard the sound. The people who got off the boat and greeted him were polite. I think they were all monks with some reputation around Qingyun City.
Chapter completed!