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

Chapter 222 Thousand-mile ferry to Huainan

Leave Fuyu County.

Li Qinglin unfolded the map of the state capital that he had obtained in his early years.

The nearest river to Fuyu County is called the Dongting River. It is one of the largest rivers in China. It stretches across half of the country and passes through many places in Luoshui and Fuyu counties.

And because all the cities along the way are suppressed by the Humane Treasure, there is no calamity erosion within the Dongting River basin, and it is relatively stable.

Therefore, it has become the largest water transportation hub besides the official road where armored vehicles and mud dragons travel.

Fifty miles north of Fuyu County, there is an abandoned wharf. Between the two Zhuzhu cliffs, the Jingliu River is not too fast and the water is gentle.

From there, it takes at most half a month to reach Huainan Mansion by waterway.

In Li Qinglin's perception, the remaining two martial arts seeds were entangled with each other and heading to the west of Huainan Mansion.

Li Qinglin remembered that Chen Bufan, who seemed to be the son of a turtle man from the fishing market in Luoshui County, had his family ruined and carried a deep hatred. After so many years, he should have taken revenge and successfully achieved the goal of thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

The other person is Yan Yijiu, the medicine boy of Jishi Hall. He had an affair with his junior sister and killed his master and ancestors. He is a complete bad person. Relying on the induction from somewhere, he seems to be living a good life. His numerology has changed and he is half green. Half red.

Come to think of it, it will be very lively by then.

Looking at the map, Li Qinglin casually asked Taoist Yunhua on the side,

"Let me ask you one last time, what is your relationship with Wen Shoufei?"

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards him."

Taoist Yunhua hesitated for a moment. Perhaps it was because Li Qinglin's soul left his body and used Yuan Zhuo's Feitian Suppressing Eye to disperse the flood, which shocked him too much.

This time, he finally let go.

"There have been several life-saving friendships."

According to Taoist Yunhua's narration, Li Qinglin probably knew what Wen Shoufei had experienced in recent years.

After he was defeated by King Dalun Ming, he fled the Huainan Mansion. He encountered many assassinations and frame-ups, but escaped.

He lost more than he won, but he didn't show any signs of decline.

The method of controlling Qi has been slightly transformed and improved, and the [Method of Controlling Qi with Fetal Turtle] is one of the crystallizations of his martial arts.

In the end, Wen Shoufei met a woman from Fangcun Mountain on the overseas islands. He seemed to have a second spring and went overseas with her.

Taoist Yunhua once saved the life of Wen Shoufei, who was seriously injured and unconscious. Wen Shoufei also helped Taoist Yunhua several times and passed down the "Fetal Turtle Control Qi Technique"

After all, Taoist Yunhua deceived and abducted him all the way, and he had many enemies. If he hadn't turned disaster into good fortune many times and practiced the [Fetal Turtle Controlling Qi Technique], he would have been cut into pieces long ago.

"Lao Dao was born in Baiyun Temple. Baiyun Temple is an ancient temple with a history of thousands of years. It is the lineage of immortals and has produced many strange people. Yunsheng Sanren is Lao Tao's uncle.

It is a pity that today, Baiyun Temple has long been in ruins. The old Taoist just wants to save money to rebuild the temple and add fragrance and tiles. Who knows that the world is difficult and making money is not easy. To this day, the money he has saved can only cover a few buildings. The side hall..."

Taoist Yunhua opened his mouth and chattered endlessly while paying attention to Li Qinglin's face.

Li Qinglin felt a little relieved when he learned that Master Wen's whereabouts had taken place, and that he seemed to be getting stronger with age, and that he had "a spring in his heart".

but……

Sanren Yunsheng is actually this Taoist's uncle?

Li Qinglin was a little surprised.

Not only in the ordinary world, but also in the world of immortal cultivation, Yunsheng Sanren is a famous existence.

This person is neither a cultivator nor a warrior.

It was a strange person who, according to legend, developed the magical power to fly in the clouds and ride the mist and become immortal after accidentally eating a sweet tree. He traveled around various territories and lived for many years.

"Young Learning Qionglin", which once inspired Li Qinglin, was written by Yunsheng Sanren.

Taoist Yunhua's dark eyes had been paying attention to Li Qinglin's expression. At this moment, he was keenly aware that Li Qinglin seemed to be interested in Yunsheng Sanren.

He pulled out a thin thread-bound book from somewhere and rubbed the pages, pretending to be in pain.

"This "Collection of Conjectures about the Disasters of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Heavenly Lord" was written by Uncle Yun Sheng. It has gone through wars, but it is the only copy. It is the treasure of my Baiyun Temple. Back then..."

"Let's make a price."

After walking for a while, I could already hear the sound of rushing water, like thousands of horses galloping.

An abandoned dock can be seen in the distance, with several dilapidated awning boats tied to the dock.

When Li Qinglin heard Taoist Yunhua's words, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Upon hearing this, Taoist Yunhua smiled slyly, stuffed the book directly into Li Qinglin's arms, waved his hand and said nonchalantly,

"It's just a matter of negotiating the price. Once we get to know each other, it's like forming a good relationship!" ...

He left ten taels of silver on the spot to pay for the ownerless awning boat.

Li Qinglin picked up the oar, rowed the boat with a pole, and swung toward the center of the Dongting River.

"Taoist Yunhua is actually a wonderful person."

It was late autumn at this time, the wind was cold and the river was filled with thick fog.

Li Qinglin stirred the small stove in front of him with one hand, held a booklet with the other, and smiled softly.

Behind him, the white-bone spirit dressed in black robes stood on the spot, a little restless, and said aggrievedly,

"Senior, you even let Taoist Yunhua go, why don't you let me go?"

Li Qinglin fiddled with his luggage for a moment, took out rice, shrimps, crabs and rice wine, put them in front of him, and then he smiled,

"If I let you go, who will cook me porridge, hold fire and massage my shoulders?"

"what?"

The White Bone Demon is a little messy.

After leaving the Three Mountains of Qingshitan and returning to the ordinary world.

Li Qinglin has gradually become more "popular", he is also greedy for pleasure, and he is also nostalgic for food.

It's more of a freewheeling thing.

After all, whether you are cultivating immortality or practicing martial arts, the purpose is to gain freedom and do what you want without restraint.

Li Qinglin naturally did not want to become an ascetic monk, a machine that would only become stronger.

After realizing this, Li Qinglin's state of mind seemed to become clear and perfect unconsciously.

It coincides with some kind of natural state.

The Bone Demon was originally a maid, but now she has no choice but to return to her old career.

Fortunately, there are some earthen pots reserved on the awning boat. With a little cleaning, they can be used as cooking tools.

After a while, the porridge water boiled, and a delicious and sweet smell mixed with the faint fragrance of porridge and rice filled the air.

"A collection of conjectures about the catastrophe of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Heavenly Lord..."

On the other side, Li Qinglin murmured to himself.

This booklet records Yunsheng Sanren's conjectures about the birth of some calamity realms.

According to Yunsheng Sanren.

The calamity domain is the tomb.

They are living tombs, burying a certain existence for a fixed period of time, so that they can live in the period of time that belongs to them.

The invasion and opening of the Tribulation Territory, and even the pioneering of future generations.

It's equivalent to tomb robbing.

It's just that robbing the tomb under the nose of the tomb owner may awaken or even prolong the life of the buried existence!

Among them, including the All-Calamity Heavenly Lord!

All living beings in future generations will live on the grave!

Everyone is a ghost!

Seeing this, Li Qinglin couldn't help but be secretly shocked that Yunsheng Sanren's imagination was too wide.

However, since ancient times, various conjectures about the Tribulation Domain have emerged one after another, some of which are even more shocking.

After Li Qinglin read this collection of conjectures, although he felt a lot, he did not believe it, but kept it as an experience.

"senior……"

"Call me young master."

"Yes, son."

The White Bone Essence handed over a small bowl. In the bowl were crimson shrimps and crabs, wrapped in jade-like and tender fish meat. The aroma of spiritual rice made people's fingers twitch when they smelled it.

Li Qinglin was unceremonious and ate river porridge leisurely while enjoying the view of the lonely boat and the cold mist all over the river.

"You can eat porridge for longevity, and you can live happily on a thousand-year-old boat. You can sit and listen to music without strings, and you can understand the machine of creation... Hahaha, it's wonderful, it's wonderful..."

(End of this chapter)