Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit Chapter 623: Punting boy

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The transoceanic boat turned into a small boat and went retrograde along the river outside Dongfu. Lu Ping stood on the bow of the boat, beside him was a fat young man aged 17 or 18, but this young man was fat. But there is a small head pressed on his body, a pair of small eyes are shining, and he is looking around, two pale but long eight-character Hus stretched out, shaking and shaking so funny

"Boss, do you think this river is Yinghe?"

The eight-character Hu young man standing behind Lu Ping smiled and asked

"It is possible that I would like to have villagers along the river. I would like to ask at that time, that Yingtian faction was famous at the time,'Yinghe passed around Tianshan, so it was called Yingtian faction'. I want to come. Fame is not a small person"

As soon as Lu Ping’s voice fell, a wave of fishermen's songs came from the upper reaches of the river. The fishermen's songs were loud and tactful, but I could hear that the person who sang should be a young man.

Lu Ping and Dabaoxun went to fame. After a while, he saw a young man who appeared to be fourteen or five years old holding a long pole and holding a small boat slowly descending from the upper reaches. Is sung by this young man

The boy who punted the boat saw that the small boat at the feet of Lu Ping and Dabao was able to drift upstream on their own without any paddles, but there was no surprise on their faces. Instead, they asked loudly: "The two are the first. Come to pay homage to the immortals of the Yingtian Sect ruins? Why not take my small boat, familiar with the door and the road, but the boat is slow, and the two immortals can also enjoy the scenery on both sides of the river."

Lu Ping felt that this young man was also bold. An ordinary mortal boy saw the monk without the slightest fear on his face. Instead, he dared to invite himself on board

But after hearing this young man's mouth, he believed that he and he were looking for Yingtian Ruins, and it seemed that this young man was very familiar with the location of Yingtian Ruins, and his heart was moved, so he smiled and asked: "You boy fell down. It’s also funny, the speed of the boat under my feet is up to people, and the scenery on both sides of the strait is not to be seen. Why do you want to support your slow boat?"

Before the young man arrived, Changzhu stopped the boat under his feet. Lu Ping saw that Lu Ping was asking. Knowing that Lu Ping was the one who made the decision, he bowed his hand and said, "The immortals also have mortals. The scenery on both sides of the Yinghe River is beautiful. If you take the junior boat, the immortal is a little less eager, but a little more leisurely. Moreover, the younger generation knows the Yinghe river well and is also very familiar with the Yingtian ruins. It can be said that it is a Qingzhou familiar road."

When Lu Ping looked around, he saw that although the young man was talking calmly, his eyes showed expectation, so he smiled and said, "Also, I am about to visit Yingtian Ruins this time. Now that you know the way, then take your boat to go"

Dabao stepped forward with some anxiety: "Boss, today is the eighth day. The ancestors of various factions who want to come to the North Sea have now arrived in Middle-earth. Time is pressing, but why do you want to take this young boat? If this young man really knows the relics of the sky, and he flew away directly with him, besides, I think this young man has impure eyes, I am afraid there is another picture."

Lu Ping smiled and said nothing. Dabao knew that Lu Ping had an idea, so he stepped back and stopped talking.

When the young man heard that Lu Ping had agreed, his face suddenly became a little more excited, and he quickly leaned the boat over. Lu Ping and Dabao walked directly onto the boat, but there was no turbulence in the boat

"The two immortals are ready, the juniors are sailing"

The young and young skilfully turned the boat head in the water, the long poles pushed down, and the boat moved forward for a short distance.

Dabao glanced at the young man in surprise, and said: "How old are you this kid, so powerful"

The teenager seems to have been accustomed to such inquiries as ordinary people, and smiled: "The junior is already twelve this year. It's just that he has been able to grow up since he was young, and he has grown taller, so most people think that the junior is already fourteen or five years old." /

"Are you born with supernatural power?"

Dabao smiled and asked again: "You just said that this river is Yinghe, and suddenly guessed that what I was going to see was Yingtian Ruins. Is it possible that this Yingtian Ruins is very good? Look, there are many immortals who come to pay their respects on weekdays?"

Sure enough, the young man was full of energy. Once he changed to support the small boat against the current, he usually replied without rush: "Yinghe surrounds the Tianshan Mountain. That's why the Yingtian Sect is born. The sect of the Yingtian Sect is on the top of the mountain. It’s already in ruins. I heard many immortals say that the Yingtian Sect is a great sect under the world. Every year, every month, immortals come to visit the ruins. The younger generations are sometimes lucky enough to carry one or two immortals to Tianshan in a small boat."

Dabao hummed twice, and said: "If you look at the ruins, it is true that you come to hunt for treasures."

I immediately thought that this time I and others came to the dojo hidden in the void of the Yingtian faction, and my face blushed, but Dabao's skin was thick, and the trace of redness only flashed away in a moment. , So he opened his mouth and continued to ask: "Have you seen that Yingtian ruins?"

The young man curled his lips and said: "Why haven't I seen it, but the mortals of the younger generation, what I see is just a piece of broken bricks and tiles, and I wonder why the immortals always have to be in the ruins when they come to mourn this ruin. I looked for it very seriously, even digging through it, but it made the ruins more tattered, as if I was looking for something"

"Have you not gone in and searched for it?"

"No, that day, the ruins on the mountain were taken by the immortals of the Yinghe School, Yingshan School, and Daoyuzong. The immortals of the three families guarded together. If you want to enter the Tianshan Mountains, you must get their consent. Turn in some spirit stones"

"Yinghe faction? Yingshan faction? Daoyuzong? What kind of school is this? Is it powerful? There is an extremely Faxiang ancestor in the door?"

When Dabao heard something unexpected, he kept asking questions, but saw the boy's face blank. He obviously didn't know what Dabao was asking, but he still said: "

Lu Ping asked on the sidelines: "Are the monks who were sent to the mountain with the spirit stone?"

The young man shook his head and said: "Some of them are not, and the juniors don’t know how they disappeared. I think they used fairy techniques to stealth away from the fairy guarding the Tianshan Mountains."

"Boss, it seems that the three cultivators guarding the Yingtian ruins are not someone with a high level of cultivation, and I am afraid that the ruins have not been taken down by the three sects using formations or the like."

Dabao thought for a while and said

Lu Ping nodded and said: "This is normal, not to mention the strength of these three sects. If these three sects really surround the Yingtian Sect ruins with a formation method, no one is allowed to enter and leave at will, it must be It will be angered by the public, so the monks sent by these three sects are definitely not high-level cultivation bases. If they encounter a monk with a low cultivation base, they will collect some spiritual stones. The monks with a high cultivation base will not talk about the few spiritual stones. In the eyes, even if there is someone who is unwilling to give, he will sneak into it. The monks who want to come to these three factions will open one eye and close one eye."

At this moment, the voice of the young man on the boat rang out, with a hint of embarrassment, and said: "Two immortals, the younger generation will send the two over, I wonder if the two can be given to the younger generation. One or two spiritual stones as reward?"

Dabao said a little displeased: "You are a mortal boy, what is the use of the spirit stone? You are coveted by nothing. If you run into a monk with a bad mind, he will **** your spirit stone and kill you. , Is it possible that someone will avenge you? I have a piece of gold here, and I will give it to you when I reach Tianshan, enough for you to live a comfortable life for a year without walking on this Yinghe River."

The young man heard what Dabao said, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "The fairy calms down. The younger generation is not a greedy one. It's just because the mother is lying in bed. The doctors in these ten miles and eight villages have not been able to cure the mother's illness, doctors. It is said that this disease may only be cured by the immortals of the Yinghe faction, and if you want to ask the immortals of the Yinghe faction to treat your mother, you must have a spirit stone."

Dabao glanced at Lu Ping and saw that he didn’t care about these things. Then he waved his hand impatiently and said, “Okay, okay, you’re lucky today, one or two spiritual stones are not at ease. In my eyes, you Just row your boat. When you get to the ground, I will give you two spiritual stones."

The young man is overjoyed, thanks for the kindness, the long rod in his hand is strong enough, although the boat is going against the current, the speed is really not slow

Such an hour after another, the young man's strength is still not exhausted, but his face is flushed and his breathing is a little bit short

Although the Yinghe River runs through the mountains, the tens of miles of the river is not turbulent. The topography on both sides of the river seems to have entered a basin, but a twelve-year-old boy can support one ship and three ships. People and boats have been traveling against the current for such a long time that Lu Ping also finds it a little weird

From the eyes of Dabao and Lu Ping, it is natural to see at a glance that this young man has not opened his bloodline, and there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuations in his body. The ability to continuously reverse the trend depends on the physical strength of the young man and his amazing power

Dabao saw the curiosity on Lu Ping's face, so he asked: "Boy, where is your home, what is your name, who else is there?"

The young man touched his sweat~IndoMTL.com~ He took a breath and said: "Return to the fairy, the younger generation's surname is Du, and his family is in Dujia Village on the edge of the Yinghe River. There is only one person in the family, and the father gave the younger generation to the younger generation. I got a nickname called Rengui, and then the husband in the village gave the boy another big name, Jialuo, and the younger generation’s name was Du Jialuo."

Dabao touched his long beard. This action was very funny in Du Jialuo's eyes. He couldn't help but smile when he looked at Dabao.

Dabao didn’t care, but asked again: "Brother Du, you just said that your mother’s illness can only be treated by monks of the Yinghe Sect. I want to come that your existence is under the control of the Yinghe Sect. So, didn’t the monks of the Yinghe faction come to your village to open up your blood for these children?"

Hearing Dabao’s question, Du Jialuo, who was smiling all the time, appeared to be quite calm, saying, "Why not, but the juniors didn’t start successfully. According to the fairy of the Yinghe faction, the juniors are because The physical body is too strong, closing the bloodline and spirituality, unable to open the bloodline. However, there were only two of the 20 or 30 children in our village who were able to open the bloodline and entered the Yinghe Fairy Sect to become immortals."

Dabao forgot Lu Ping's glance, and he saw Lu Ping's casual expression, whispering: "Sure enough"