Cultivation: Start with Inviting Gods

The river was very deep, but the water was very fast.

Traveling on this river wasted a lot of time for Jiang Nanhe and his team, after all, the current was really fast.

But fortunately, with Monk's superb ferrying skills and the help of those little ghosts, their speed was not slow.

After four days, Jiang Nanhe finally arrived at the first place marked on the map.

He looked at a huge stone standing on the riverside with some surprise in his eyes.

Life on the boat these days was really boring.

At this time, he finally saw his first target, how could he not surprise Jiang Nanhe?

Seeing the big stone, everyone on the bamboo raft breathed a sigh of relief and smiled on their faces.

Even the little ghosts who were pushing the boat relaxed, knowing that their mission was to be completed and they could go to sleep lazily. Naturally, they were happy. They had been very busy these days.

The same was true for Monkie. He was also very tired these days.

At first, he was a little resistant when Jiang Nanhe applied ointment to him, but later, he couldn't even support the boat or move without the ointment, so he had to accept it.

A small part of the jar of ointment that Jiang Nanhe took these days was used on him, which not only strengthened his physical fitness, but also made him stronger.

Monkie was grateful that Jiang Nanhe was willing to use this precious ointment for him.

At this time, when he saw the big rock, he felt excited. He finally sent Jiang Nanhe to where he wanted to go, which was also a promise he had fulfilled.

The big rock was the border between the two states. After passing the big rock, they were out of the state they were originally in.

The surrounding water flow was a little calmer, and Monkie carefully controlled the bamboo raft and paddled towards the shore.

There are some reefs in the surrounding area, so he has to be careful to prevent the bamboo raft from hitting the reefs and breaking directly.

Under Monchi's careful control, the bamboo raft stopped at the shore. Jiang Nanhe and his friends couldn't wait to walk down and then stretched their bodies on the river bank.

The experience of riding a boat these days made Jiang Nanhe feel like he didn't have any feet on the ground. He just felt that he was stepping on solid land, and his body became light and fluttery, which was a bit strange and uncomfortable.

He moved his body, and the lamb did the same.

Monchi tied the boat and got off the boat, watching Jiang Nanhe moving his body and laughed out loud.

Hearing his laughter, Jiang Nanhe glanced at him lightly.

After Monchi got familiar with him, he would also tell some of his jokes, but Jiang Nanhe thought it was pretty good.

At least the two of them got closer. Although they were just passers-by who met by chance, Jiang Nanhe still admired Mengqi's simple and honest youthful heart, although he was a little older than himself.

But he was only a little older than Jiang Nanhe, and it was not easy for him to support the burden of the entire family and go out to make a living.

Mengqi walked to the big rock, raised his hand and stroked the wind and sun-burned lines on the big rock, his eyes were a little dazed.

Looking at Mengqi's back, Jiang Nanhe shook his head. He had become familiar with Mengqi in the past few days, and Mengqi had talked to Jiang Nanhe about many things.

He said that he also wanted to go out and see, and wanted to go to school and write, but his responsibilities did not allow him to go out.

He still had his grandfather to take care of, he had to support his family, and he had to take his grandfather to see a doctor, so he could only go fishing on his small bamboo raft every day to survive hard.

Jiang Nanhe walked to Mengqi, raised his hand and rubbed Mengqi's head.

He was obviously shorter than Monkie, but he pretended to be mature, which probably made other people stunned, but Monkie obviously adapted well.

These days, Jiang Nanhe rubbed his head all the time, as if treating him like a child. How to describe this feeling? In Monkie's original words, it was quite good.

Jiang Nanhe was only young in appearance, but he was already old in his mind. Naturally, he looked at Monkie, a pure boy, from an adult's perspective.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Monkie. If you hadn't been rowing the boat to escort me all the way, Xiaoyang and I would have wasted countless days to get here."

Hearing Jiang Nanhe's praise, Monkie came back to his senses and waved his hand indifferently.

"What polite words? If it weren't for the magical ointment you gave me, I wouldn't have persisted until now.

My physical strength wouldn't have been so good, and I sent you here to repay you for helping me and grandpa with medical treatment.

I used your precious ointment in the middle, I'm really embarrassed."

Jiang Nanhe smiled at Meng Qi's words, and he shook himself

's sleeve and took out a small box from it.

"Brother Monk, the box contains a little gift from me, you can take it away.

The lamb and I have to continue walking north, so let's say goodbye here."

Monk was stunned for a moment after listening to Jiang Nanhe's words, and then he nodded vigorously.

But he didn't take the small box, he felt that he shouldn't take it.

He pushed the box back, then quickly returned to the bamboo raft, untied the rope, and used the bamboo pole to push the shore hard, and he entered the turbulent river again.

Unlike going upstream when coming, going downstream when going back, so Monk's bamboo raft was paddling very fast.

At this moment, his figure became much smaller in Jiang Nanhe's eyes.

Jiang Nanhe stood on the shore and waved to Monk, his hands were empty, what did Monk, who was rowing, think of? He looked down suddenly and found that the small box had fallen to his feet at some point.

He slapped his head in annoyance and wanted to paddle in the direction of Jiang Nanhe.

But at this moment, the water suddenly became turbulent, a shallow wave hit over, and the bamboo raft shook.

Monchi could only try his best to stabilize the bamboo raft. When he looked up again and looked towards the shore, Jiang Nanhe's figure sitting on the lamb's back became smaller and smaller, and he left.

The boulders on the shore became smaller and smaller in Monchi's eyes, and he was getting farther and farther away from Jiang Nanhe, as if they were in two different worlds.

Monchi was a little stunned, but he quickly came to his senses, knocked on the heads of the two pelicans that were quacking behind him, then put away the bamboo pole, put it on the bamboo raft, squatted down, and opened the small box at his feet.

There were not many things in the box, but each one was very precious.

A small bottle made of white porcelain, Monchi picked up the bottle, twisted it open, and a faint medicinal fragrance came. It was the magical ointment that Jiang Nanhe had given him during this period.

In addition to this palm-sized bottle of ointment, there were two gold ingots and two silver ingots.

Looking at the money, Monk opened his mouth. This was the most silver he had ever seen in his life.

In addition to these, there was also a small handwritten book.

Monk opened the book and tried to distinguish the few words he knew.

The content of the whole book was extremely mysterious. He was at a loss for a moment. He didn't understand what was recorded in the book?

But he knew that this thing was very important, and even related to his future destiny.

He carefully put the small book into his arms and wiped the corners of his eyes where tears had flowed.

He thought that if he had the chance, he would do his best to repay Jiang Nanhe, the boy who had only been with him for a few days.

The boy's concern for him never seemed fake.

Although he was younger than him, in daily interactions, Monk always felt that Jiang Nanhe took care of him like a brother.

Now he left and left so many precious things for himself. If they could meet again in the future, he would help Jiang Nanhe even if he had to sacrifice his life.