Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 379 You Know

"Yijin in Xiajiang is a casual cultivator who often lives in Xikou City."

The fat-eared male cultivator didn't care about Chen Ping's lukewarm attitude. He clasped his fists slightly and said with a smile: "My friend Daoist asked about the boat schedule at the ferry before. It should be for the purpose of rushing to the waters of Shuangcheng in March?"

"Jiang Daoyou has something to say, it doesn't matter."

Chen Ping said lightly while flying out of light.

Jiang Yijin had guessed his itinerary right, so there was nothing surprising about it.

He didn't deliberately hide his voice when he was making inquiries at the ferry, and the conversation was overheard by someone who cared, which was extremely normal.

"Fellow Daoists have said so, so Jiang will stop playing around."

Jiang Yijin couldn't help showing a smile on his face, he cupped his hands again, and said cautiously through voice transmission: "To be honest, Jiang also plans to go to Shuangcheng in March, but fellow Taoist is not a local monk, maybe I don't know, the next head of monks guarding the ship will be Senior Zhou Wuchun from the Zhou family."

"Oh?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, and asked in doubt: "What does it have to do with Senior Zhou?"

He knew the name Zhou Wuchun.

One of the five elders of the Zhou family, and also the youngest among them.

"Shuangcheng sea area is very far away from Xikou Island, and this route is extremely important, so the Yuandan seniors of the Zhou family will take turns to sit on the spirit ship, and they will rotate once a year in order."

Jiang Yijin got closer with the flying spirit weapon, looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, and then said in a rather sneaky voice transmission: "Although Senior Zhou Wuchun was in the Yuandan realm, it was only in the early stage. The supernatural means ranks at the bottom among the ancestors of the Zhou family."

At this point, the words suddenly stopped, Jiang Yijin gave a strange look, and said with a smile: "You understand."

"Jiang Daoyou has been talking for a long time, so he is still going around the corner. Could it be that he wants Ye to guess?"

Chen Ping rolled his eyelids expressionlessly, and his unceremonious figure flashed, opening the distance between the two.

"Fellow Daoists don't understand, just ask. Some words are taboo, and Jiang really can't say anything."

Jiang Yijin frowned, and quickly chased after him.

This time, he didn't show off mysteries, and sent a long audio transmission to Chen Ping.

"Hey, these juniors are actually picking and choosing the Yuandan cultivators like me."

Chen Ping remained calm on the surface, but said coldly in his heart.

It turns out that although the Zhou family's two-city route has been developed for many years, it is far from being stable.

In just ten years, the Zhou family's spirit ship had two major accidents.

One was attacked by monsters, and the other was kidnapped by evil cultivators.

If low-level monks choose to experience one of the two accidents, I believe that [-]% of them will choose to face the monster.

When monsters attack, all the cultivators can disperse and escape, but evil cultivators generally inhumane, ranging from Yuan Dan to Qi training, they can all be killed without fail.

Unless it was looting Yue Zong's fleet, the evil cultivator might still have a lot of scruples, only taking property and not hurting the lives of the passengers.

As for the Zhou family in Xikou, it is obvious that they have not reached the point where the evil cultivators of Shuangcheng are afraid.

The Zhou Jialing ship that had an accident last time was guarded by Zhou Wuchun.

Under the siege of Xiexiu, Zhou Wuchun reluctantly returned with more than a dozen juniors wounded in embarrassment, while the other 100 passengers were dead or alive.

The sinking of the spirit ship made Zhou Qianhong, the overseer of the false alchemy, furious. He immediately rushed to Shuangcheng to investigate, but in the end it seemed that he found nothing, and the matter was left alone.

"What do you Daoyou Ye think of my proposal?"

Jiang Yijin's eyes flickered, and he said with a slight smile, "If you want to wait until the Zhou family's fake alchemy seniors are on duty for the spirit ship, it will be four years later."

After hearing his sincere words, Chen Ping touched his chin thoughtfully.

This Jiang Yijin dislikes Zhou Wuchun's supernatural power is too low, maybe he can't deter the evil cultivator who is about to move.

Just in case, he contacted his friends in the city. He had been at the ferry for the past few days to meet the foundation-builder monks who wanted to go to the waters of the two cities, and recruited them to temporarily form a small team.

Assuming the journey is safe and sound, everyone is naturally happy.

But if there is an attack by monsters or evil cultivators, everyone needs to work together to tide over the difficulties.

After all, the combination of a few foundation-building monks with good strength can barely compete with Yuan Dan's early stage in a short period of time.

If it were a real Foundation Establishment, it would be possible to agree directly, but Chen Ping is a strong half-step Golden Core, and there is no benefit in forming a team with the juniors.

"Ye..."

Chen Ping opened his mouth lightly, and just as he was about to refuse, two escaping lights that walked side by side came obliquely, and after the brilliance faded, two figures, a man and a woman, walked out slowly.

The man is a tall and handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, while the woman is wearing a fiery red hunting suit and a purple cloak, making it impossible to see her delicate face clearly.

But I have to mention that the compact dress this woman wears is very suitable for her figure.

As he moved around, the pair of bulging things were about to come out, revealing a vast scale far beyond that of ordinary female cultivators.

Chen Ping glanced at it slightly, and then flew away without looking sideways.

"Does Fellow Daoist Ye have concerns?"

Jiang Yijin's expression changed, and he asked.

"Jiang Daoyou, since this friend is hesitant and looks down on our team, according to Qiu's opinion, it is better to give up."

The handsome male cultivator narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "Jiang Daoyou is also a well-known boat-making master in Xikou City, why bother to beg for help?"

"Jiang Daoyou is a master of boat making?"

The body stagnated, and Chen Ping turned his head and asked.

"Qiu Daoyou is too famous. I am just an ordinary monk who prefers boat-making skills. In recent years, I have tried several times to build medium-sized spirit ships, but they all ended in failure. This is why I plan to go to Shuangcheng to learn from a teacher, hoping to break through the bottleneck. "

Jiang Yijin waved his hands again and again, and smiled wryly without concealing it.

"Okay, Ye Mou agrees."

After pondering for a moment, Chen Ping nodded and said, "How should we contact you?"

Jiang Yijin's eyes lit up, and he replied: "85 days later, the boat tickets will go on sale, and we will meet at the western ferry of the pier."

"Understood, Jiang Daoyou will meet again."

Chen Ping clasped his fists, moved a little faster, and shot in the direction of Xikou City.

From the beginning to the end, he ignored the meaning of the man and woman who arrived later.

"Haha, big brother, the effect of this little brother's trick is not bad, right?"

Seeing Chen Ping gradually flying away, the cold expression on the face of the man surnamed Qiu disappeared instantly, and he winked and said: "When he heard that you are a master of boat making, he immediately changed his mind. He must want to make friends with you."

"I even have a success rate of less than [-]% in refining small spirit ships. I'm just a few chips behind the boat refining masters. Second brother don't want to give me money in the future."

Jiang Yijinxu pointed at him and said helplessly.

"Brother's boat-making skills are outstanding in Xikou City, and there are very few who can stabilize you. Why can't you be called a master?"

Xiu, a man surnamed Qiu, curled his lips and retorted.

"Brother Jiang, how many comrades have you contacted?"

Interrupting the conversation between the two, the woman in tight attire preached in a crisp voice, and reached out to take off the cloak on her head, revealing a shockingly beautiful face.

"You Daoist Ye is the only one for the time being. When we meet by chance, we don't trust each other. I'm afraid they are all guarding against whether I have bad thoughts."

Jiang Yijin sighed, and then said: "Sister Su, what about you, can you gain anything?"

"Our progress is also not good. Only one male cultivator who is a Dzogchen Foundation Establishment is willing to join the team."

The female cultivator surnamed Su raised her eyebrows and said.

"Hehe, brother, you didn't see it, that guy looked at Third Sister, his eyes were so bright that they almost fell in."

The man surnamed Qiu spat sourly, with a jealous expression on his face.

"Hey, it's really hard to find a foundation cultivator going to Shuangcheng this year. Senior Zhou Wuchun's previous failure of the frigate was too bad. There is no urgent matter. Everyone would rather wait for a few more years."

Jiang Yijin patted his forehead, and then said with firm eyes: "It's a pity that Master Gui of Fuyou City said that he only recruited closed disciples within a one-year period. I can't miss this opportunity."

"Brother Jiang's business is important. Anyway, there are still a few months left. If we add two or three fellow daoists to the team, we will have some strength to protect ourselves."

The female cultivator surnamed Su narrowed her beautiful eyes, and said with her red lips lightly parted.

"It's hard work for my second brother and third sister to protect me from afar."

Jiang Yijin glanced softly at the two of them, and said with emotion.

"We have known each other for hundreds of years. Without your help, Big Brother Jiang, my second brother and I have long since melted into nothingness in the belly of the monster. Apprenticeship is related to the future of big brother. We will do our best to help you no matter what. "

The female cultivator surnamed Su spoke in a soft voice, with a flash of different emotions in her eyes.

"That's right, big brother, what are you doing so indifferently!"

The man surnamed Qiu was blunt, and said carefreely: "When the eldest brother returns from his studies, once he becomes the guest of the Zhou family, the third sister and I will also be honored? At that time, you will have a lot of contacts, and you will find a few Qingxu Hua Leu Dan, the three of us break through Yuan Dan realm together, and we can continue to stay together for hundreds of years!"

"Cough cough!"

Jiang Yijin glared at him speechlessly, obviously aware of his second brother's naughty nature, he was too lazy to talk to him, and said to himself: "If there is not enough manpower, I can only reluctantly spend a sum of spirit stones to hire a man in the city. A half-step Yuandan will accompany you."

After the three communicated for a while, they dispersed again and returned to the ferry to look for the next target.

……

In the clouds dozens of miles away, Chen Ping walked forward at a leisurely pace, and he heard the contents of Jiang Yijin and others' conversations verbatim.

Those three Establishing Foundations were actually sworn brothers and sisters who had known each other for more than a hundred years.

However, judging from the present, Jiang Yijin and the others have no malicious intentions, they are simply looking for someone to form a team to ensure safety.

If not, Chen Ping didn't mind going back and crushing those little grasshoppers silently.

As for why he changed his mind and agreed to join the team, it was a man named Qiu who was right.

Jiang Yijin is a boat refiner, and usually a monk with superb skills, he looks at them differently.

But according to Jiang Yijin himself, the chance of refining a small spirit ship is less than [-]%, and it is not known whether it is because of his mediocre talent or because he has practiced less frequently.

"Hey, wouldn't it be safer to have this seat protecting you all the way?"

Chen Ping grinned, maybe he could think of a way to lure Jiang Yijin back to the Chen family.

Of course, the premise is that this person showed outstanding talent in boat making in the later stage.

Otherwise, if he couldn't even build a small spirit ship safely, he wouldn't have so many high-level materials for him to squander.

"arrive."

After a cup of tea, Chen Ping paused slightly, and glanced at the magnificent city a few miles away.

I saw that the huge wall of the city was tall and strong, covered by a light blue thick light curtain, obviously a defensive formation.

And in the sky above the light curtain, hundreds of pieces of blue-red rays of light kept flickering, and between the interweaving, the earth-shattering muffled thunder sounded continuously.

"At least two formations of level three."

Chen Ping's expression changed, and he went straight to Xikou City without any hesitation.

After just a few flashes, Qinghong arrived in front of a city gate, and descended down in an orderly manner.

The monks defending the city behind the light curtain naturally discovered Chen Ping's existence at this time, and did not show a surprised expression.

Although the cultivation base in the later stage of foundation establishment is considered a master in Xikou Island, the five Yuandans of the Zhou family stand on top of each other, so there is no need to pay too much attention to it at all.

Chen Ping possessed spiritual powers, so even though they were far away, he could still clearly see the expressions of the monks on the city gate.

Being ignored openly by others was exactly what he wanted.

After sweeping around outside the city, Chen Ping chose a team and waited in line with no change in expression to enter the city.

The prosperity of Xikou City is far from what Haichang, Jinrui and others can compare.

The two passages are for foundation building and qi training monks to enter the city.

There are a few people sparsely lined up in the foundation building passage, while the long dragon in the other passage stretches for more than ten miles, with no end in sight.

This also reflects the current situation in the cultivation world.

No matter where they are, the number of Qi training monks is the largest.

When Chen Ping entered the city, it was already late and it was pitch black.

But practitioners are not restricted by day and night, and the pedestrians on the road are still densely packed, and no one has noticed Chen Ping's arrival.

Walking on the street, Chen Ping cautiously and slowly released his spiritual consciousness, so as not to be discovered by the hidden Yuandanqi monks.

There are indeed a large number of monks in the city.

However, most of them are low-level cultivators, and the highest cultivator is a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who meditates in a certain courtyard at Beijiekou.

With Chen Ping's powerful divine sense, he swept over, and this person didn't notice it at all.

The outer city of Xikou is the residence of mortals and low-level monks.

In order to avoid Zhou Qianhong who is in the inner city, Chen Ping plans to find a place nearby to live for a few months.

After searching for a quarter of an hour, he finally stopped after glancing at the signboard of an inn.

The big stone in front of the gate is several feet high, with two silver powder ancient characters "Dragon Gate" written on it, which does not seem to be anything special.

In the entire cultivation world, there may be more than tens of thousands of inns with common names like "Longmen".

Staring at the signboard, Chen Ping's spiritual sense wrapped the five floors of the inn and turned around slightly, his face showing satisfaction.

The business of Longmen Inn seems to be quite poor, with more than 100 private rooms, only a dozen or so guests live there.

Quietness and tranquility are his first priority for staying.

With a flash of his figure, Chen Ping entered the hall.

The innkeeper of the Longmen Inn is a fat old man in his fifties, with a nine-level qi training.

Chen Ping slightly revealed his cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment, which naturally made the innkeeper respectful, and immediately found a single room with aura full of aura, for fear of offending this senior.

"No wonder there are not many customers. Thirty spirit stones a day. This Longmen Inn is really a black shop specializing in one-off business."

Looking around at the simple layout of the box, Chen Ping couldn't help muttering.

Clearly marked prices really make people speechless, but it is also necessary to mark a price that is close to the actual price.

If it weren't for the Zhou family in the city, he was going to take out a first-grade rabbit tail grass on the spot just now, and forced the owner of the Longmen Inn to spend [-] spirit stones to buy it.

(End of this chapter)