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 a fat young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, but it was the young man’s fat body. But pressing on a small head, with a pair of small eyes shining brightly, looking around steadily, the two-faced but long eight-character Hu stretched out as far as possible, 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 there will be villagers along the way to this river. Then I will ask about it. That Yingtian faction was famous at the time.'Yinghe passed around Tianshan, so it was called Yingtian faction.' If you want to come, you should be famous. Not young"

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 mellow, but I could hear that the person who sang should be a young man.

Lu Ping and Dabaoxun went to fame. After a while, they saw a young man who looked like a fourteen-five-year-old man holding a long rod and slowly descending from the upper reaches on a small boat. The fisherman's song is exactly this name. Sung by young people

The boy who was punting saw that the small boat under Lu Ping and Dabao was able to drift upstream without any paddles, but there was no surprise on their faces. Instead, they asked loudly, "The two of you are here to pay respects. The immortals of the Tianpai ruins? Why don’t you take my small boat to go there, you know 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 but did not have the slightest fear on his face. Instead, he dared to invite himself to board the ship.

But after listening to this young man, he believed that he and he were looking for Yingtian Ruins, and it seemed that the young man was very familiar with the location of Yingtian Ruins, and his heart was moved, so he smiled and asked: "You are also funny as a teenager. The speed of the boat under my feet is up to people, and the scenery on both sides of the strait is hard to see. Why do you want to support your slow boat?"

When the boy got close, Changzhu Yisheng stopped the boat under his feet. It was Lu Ping's question, knowing that Lu Ping was the one who made the decision, so he bowed his hand and said: "The immortals also have mortals. The scenery on both sides of the Yinghe River is beautiful. The boat, the immortal is a bit less anxious, but a bit more leisurely. Moreover, the younger generation knows the Yinghe river well and is also very familiar with the Yingtian ruins. It can be described as 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: "Alright, I am about to visit Yingtian Ruins this time, since you know Get the way, then take your boat to go"

Dabao heard a little worried and stepped forward and said, "Boss, today is the eighth day. The ancestors of various factions who want to come to Beihai have now arrived in Middle-earth. Time is pressing, but why do you want to take this young man’s boat? I really know the ruins of Yingtian, and I just flew away with him directly. Besides, I think this young man has impure eyes, I'm afraid there is another picture."

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

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

"Two immortals and do it well, the juniors are sailing."

The young man deftly turned the boat off its head in the water, and the long poles pushed it 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 young man seemed to have been used to such inquiries as ordinary people, and said with a smile: "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: "You just said that this river is Yinghe, and suddenly guessed that the one I was going to see was the Yingtian ruins. Is it possible that this Yingtian ruins are very easy to find, on weekdays? There are many immortals here to pay their respects?"

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

Dabao "hummed" twice and said: "I am afraid that it is true to come to hunt for treasures if you pay homage to the ruins."

But then I thought that this time I and others were coming for the dojo hidden in the void of the Yingtian Sect, my face was flushed, but Dabao's skin was thick, and the trace of redness only flashed away in a moment, so he opened his mouth. Continue to ask: "Have you seen that Yingtian ruins?"

The young man curled his lips and said, "Why haven't I seen it before, but the mortals of the younger generation, what I see is just a piece of broken bricks, and I wonder why all the immortals must be extremely serious when they come to pay tribute to the ruins. Looking for the last lap, even digging through the ruins, they made the ruins more tattered, as if they were looking for something."

"Have you never gone in and searched for it?"

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

"Yinghe faction? Yingshan faction? Daoyuzong? What kind of school is this? Is it very 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 at a loss. Obviously he didn't know what Dabao was asking, but he still said:"

Lu Ping asked, "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. The juniors don't know how they disappeared. I think they used the fairy technique to stealth and avoid the fairy guarding the Tianshan Mountain."

"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 over by the three sects using formation methods."

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 formations and prevent anyone from entering and leaving at will, they will inevitably commit a crime. The people are angry, 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, but the monks with a high cultivation base will not say that those few spiritual stones are in their eyes. Someone who is unwilling to give, sneak directly into it. The monks who want to come to these three factions will turn one eye and close one eye."

At this moment, the voice of the boy who was in the boat on the side rang, with a hint of embarrassment, and said: "Two immortals, the younger generation will send the two over, I wonder if the two can give the younger generation one or two yuan. Spirit stone as reward?"

Dabao said a little displeased: "You are a mortal boy. What is the use of that spirit stone? You are coveted for nothing. If you run into a monk with a bad mind, if you grab your spirit stone and kill you casually, it's impossible. Is there anyone else who can't do justice to you? I have a piece of gold here, and I will give it to you when I reach the Tianshan Mountains, enough for you to live a comfortable life for a year without having to walk on this Yinghe River."

Hearing what Dabao said, he waved his hand quickly and said, "The fairy calms down. The younger generation is not the greedy generation. It's just that the mother is lying in bed. The doctors in these ten miles and eight townships have not been able to cure the mother's disease. The doctors said this The 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 have good luck today, one or two spiritual stones are not at ease. When the ship arrives on the ground, I will give you two spiritual stones"

The young man was overjoyed and thanked his many graces. The long rod in his hand was strong enough. Although the boat was traveling against the current, the speed was really not slow.

After an hour, the young man's vigor was still not exhausted, but his face was flushed and his breathing became a little short.

Although the Yinghe River travels through the mountains, the river road for dozens of miles is not turbulent. The terrain on both sides of the river seems to have entered a basin, but a twelve-year-old boy can hold a three-person boat against the current. And for such a long time, Lu Ping also found it a little weird.

With the eyes of Dabao and Lu Ping, it was natural to see at a glance that this young man had not opened his blood, and there was not a trace of spiritual power fluctuations in his body. The ability to continue to go against the tide was dependent on the young man’s physical fitness and amazing power.

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

The young man touched his sweat and took a breath, and said: "Return to the immortal, the younger surnamed Du, and his family is in the Dujia Village on the edge of the Ying River. There is only one person in the family, and the father gave the younger generation a baby I got a nickname called Rengui, and then the husband in the village gave the kid a big name, Jialuo, and the younger generation’s name was Du Jialuo."

Da Bao stroked his long beard. This action seemed to Du Jialuo to be very funny. He couldn't help but smile when he looked at Da Bao on his face.

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 to your existence under the control of the Yinghe Sect, then 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 had been smiling all the time, appeared to be quiet a lot, saying: "Why not, but the younger generation did not succeed in opening it. According to the immortals of the Yinghe School, the younger generation is because the body is too strong. , Closed the bloodline spirituality, unable to open the bloodline, but there were only two of the twenty or thirty 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, and said in a low voice, "Sure enough."