Taoist Fang’s heart in seeking the Tao is firm.

But the old monk and the tall monk who left before did not tell him that it took them more than half a month to get to Dayang City.

This makes Taoist Fang, who has never traveled far, find that it is not that simple when he starts walking now.

After all, the mountain school is more than two thousand miles away from Dayang City.

The Qi Warlock cannot waste mana on the road.

If something happens along the way and you have no mana at all, it will be a disaster.

This allowed Taoist Fang to save his energy as much as possible and only walk more than fifty miles a day.

This also meant that the rice, flour and money he brought were not enough for what he needed on the road.

Then Taoist Fang also slowed down and occasionally practiced medicine on the road to earn some money.

Until the fourth day of February.

Nearly ten days passed before he had traveled a distance of three hundred miles.

However, after practicing medicine along the way, minus the traveling expenses, I managed to collect enough one hundred pence.

And it’s also at noon today.

After he ate some casual meals, he came to the riverside where Ninghe and Hei Xiongjing once fished together.

I also saw the large gambling sieve ship with vague patterns carved on it.

He also fell in love with her at first sight.

So he walked forward and said to the waiter at the ferry: "Brother, how much does it cost to take a boat to the other side of the river?"

"You go slowly..." The waiter enthusiastically asked the young master who had handed over the money, and looked at Taoist Fang enthusiastically, "Two liang."

"Two Liang..." Taoist Fang was stunned. Although he lived in Dayang City hundreds of miles away, he had never asked about the ferry fee.

When I heard it, it was too expensive.

The waiter saw Taoist Fang pause and looked at Taoist Fang up and down. He felt that he was just an ordinary Taoist on foot. He probably didn't have money to take a boat, but he didn't offend him at all in his words.

"Please move."

As he spoke, he looked at the boat passengers behind Taoist Fang.

Taoist priest Fang is blocking people's way of making money.

Leave angrily.

Let’s go look at the other ships.

But from this inquiry, the boat fare is a bit too expensive.

The river is too long, and it’s hard to find a 100-cent ferry.

So he wandered around the river, trying to find a boat at a reasonable price.

But it also happened like this.

Maybe it was the problem that he finally cultivated spiritual energy, or maybe it was the news about the school at the foot of the mountain that caused many monks to rush to the school during this period.

Among them was a soul cultivator who had achieved some success in Qi training and found Taoist Fang wandering around.

When discovered.

He first used the secret method taught by the City God. When he saw that there was no blood evil on Taoist Fang's body, he walked out of the cabin with a black umbrella and walked towards Taoist Fang.

The distance is getting closer.

Taoist Fang only belatedly discovered this monk.

"I am a disciple of Mr. Yangchengfu." Soul Cultivator saluted first, and then looked at Taoist Fang who also saluted, "My fellow Taoist is a magic monk? Want to cross the river? Go to the mountain school?"

"Exactly..." Taoist Fang nodded first, and then asked curiously and warily: "How does the priest know?"

"The Taoist friends who have been crossing the river in the past few days are just going to the Mountain God Master." Hun Xiu first explained, and then denied what Taoist Fang called him, "I have no errands in the department.

”

Hun Xiu said, but there were still a few words left.

That is, he died in a disaster during his lifetime and was taken into the underworld by the underworld. The city god saw that he had good qualifications and accepted him as a disciple.

What he cultivated was not the method of borrowing incense, but the Yin evil method to build the foundation.

But he was not familiar with Taoist Fang, so he didn’t talk about this.

However, when Taoist Fang saw the monk calling Senior Shan Shen his uncle, he thought for a moment that he must be familiar with the school at the foot of the mountain, and then asked: "My friend, what should I pay attention to after arriving at the school?

I also heard two Taoist friends mention the school, so I set off hastily. I don’t know much about the school, and I am afraid that I will inadvertently break the rules of the school.”

"Is this your first time?" Soul Cultivator saw that he was a new student, and became interested. He said like a senior brother: "I'm going to school to stay for a while. You can just follow me during this period."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but show admiration, "I wonder if we will ever be lucky enough to meet that legendary master!

And it is also because of the teachings given by Taoist Master Ning that the mountain school is as strange as it is today!

And I also heard that Taoist Master Ning is a great monk who specializes in all five elements!"

Hun Xiu speaks here, and his words are full of admiration.

"Cultivation of all five elements? How can a monk cultivate all five elements?"

Taoist Fang was surprised.

Because he has experience in Taoist Tingzhao's exercises, although he doesn't know the nearest mountain school, he does know a lot about the past practice world.

We also know that monks may have two or even extremely rare three attributes.

However, it is common knowledge in the cultivation world that only by practicing one method alone can one successfully build the foundation.

These five types are quite a fantasy.

Faced with Taoist Fang's doubts, Soul Cultivator, after admiring him, shook his head and said, "I only know so much."

As he spoke, he remembered his master's teachings and his tone. He became serious for a moment and reminded Taoist Fang: "Whether this is true or not, Taoist Master Ning is kind to us.

If you are lucky enough to see Taoist Master Ning in the future, you need to bow as a disciple.

If Master Ning has something to do, he must do his best."

"Cultivating in the Holy Land where Taoist Master bestows Dharma, I am a half-disciple, so I must do this." Taoist Fang nodded, and then asked: "Then when I see Senior Mountain God and Taoist Master Ning, do I have to call him Master?

”

"Master?" Soul Cultivator looked at Taoist Fang's serious expression and couldn't help but smile: "Fellow Taoist, do you think you and I can enter the Dharma eyes of Taoist Master Ning and Master Shan Shen?"

"No." Taoist Fang shook his head directly, "Then... what do you call it?"

"We call the two elders teachers, or Mr. Big." Hun Xiu looked around at the nearby boat passengers and finally said: "After arriving at the school, we are actually the same as the students who came to the private school in the mortal world."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for informing me." Taoist priest Fang clasped his fists. After this fellow Taoist mentioned it, he also understood the most important issue of address when meeting for the first time.

After.

While Taoist Fang was chatting with the monks about other trivial matters, three more monks came from a distance, all of whom were sitting on the boat of Hunxiu.

And he also got to know Hun Xiu.

After a brief inquiry, I found out that they had already agreed to go together.

There are still five others on their way.

As Taoist Fang came into contact with more and more monks, he also learned more and more about today's practice world.

At a tea stall in Zhou County thousands of miles away.

After Ning He completed the last travel journal in the book frame, he also looked at the sky.

It’s just getting dark, it’s time to close the stall.

I also happened to go buy some books.

But originally Ning He was planning to buy books at the end of the month, but a few days ago there was a resurgence of travel between counties, and business was particularly good.

In just half a month, I earned four taels of silver, which is equivalent to two months of tea money.

Occasionally, I can also collect some books, adding up to twenty-five books, but I have made up for it until now.

But now that the book is finished, I also have six taels of silver.

I recall that a traveler once said that if you go south to Kecheng, which is 700 miles away, it is close to the border, where books are cheaper, and there are also some books from other dynasties flowing in.

Ning He was going to go there to have a look, and he could just write the entire catalog of the south.

In this way, the catalog of the southern territory of the Wu Dynasty is also completed.

Thinking about it.

Ning He walked away on the clouds, and the tea stalls closed one by one and floated to the place where the stalls were hidden.

The journey of seven hundred miles is not far.

According to today's footsteps, there is also a self-created cloud-walking technique.

That’s the time for a cup of tea.

But halfway.

Passing outside Heng County.

Ning He looked at the fields under the clouds, but paused for a moment.

Just because a farmer in this field has a lot of death energy on his body.

But his life span is not yet over.

When Ning He saw this scene, he also stopped and Yu Yun looked up, wanting to see what happened.

At the same time.

In this field.
To be continued...