The drizzling rain was like mist and smoke. The weeping willows by the shore danced in the wind in the misty rain. The white sails on the river were like clouds, shuttling back and forth.
Jiujiang City in late autumn was moist, soft, beautiful, and charming. It was like an elegant and gentle beauty, with a kind of tenderness that seeped into one's bones.
In comparison, Tianyue City's autumn scenery was too bleak and coarse.
Gao Zhengyang stood at the bow of a small boat and looked at the scenery of Jiujiang City. He could not help but exclaim in admiration.
Such scenery was as exquisite as a painting, as exquisite as embroidery, and as beautiful as a poem.
"Master, the autumn rain is wet and cold. Be careful not to catch a cold …" A girl of about 14 or 15 shyly handed an oil-paper umbrella to Gao Zhengyang.
The girl's features were picturesque. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her eyes were black and bright. She was dressed in plain gray clothes. Her trousers were rolled up to her knees, hugging her beautiful calves and fair feet.
Her gentle, beautiful, and innocent appearance made people feel tender and loving when they saw her.
"Thank you, Little Yi." Gao Zhengyang took the umbrella and thanked her with a smile.
Gao Zhengyang had transformed into Wukong. He was a few inches shorter, and his muscles and bones were more reserved. He did not have his usual domineering aura. His temperament was also gentler and gentler.
He wore a White Moon Monk Robe and was barefoot with hemp shoes. He held a string of red sandalwood prayer beads in his hand. His clothes were simple, but they were clean and spotless.
His eyes were as clear as water, without any impurities. His entire body was like flawless jade. He exuded a kind of delicateness that made people involuntarily feel close to him.
There was not much difference in a person's facial features. However, small differences in shape and arrangement could make people look different. No matter how similar a person looked, they would not be exactly the same.
Different experiences, identities, and abilities would bestow people with vastly different temperaments.
Some people were born to be hated, while others were born to be liked.
When Gao Zhengyang had transformed into Wukong, he had wanted to pass his days with his face. He had adjusted his facial features and figure to an optimal state.
His Fist Intent was divine, and he had the wisdom and strength accumulated over two lifetimes. It was easy for him to adjust his internal temperament.
Even an expert like Princess Yuzhen would be tempted by his appearance. Not to mention an inexperienced teenage girl.
Gao Zhengyang's smile was elegant and gentle, dazzling the young girl. For some reason, she felt even more nervous. Her delicate and fair face blushed even more.
"Master, you're welcome."
Although Little Yi was shy, he was still quite generous in his responses. After a polite greeting, he quickly retreated to the cabin.
Gao Zhengyang could not help but exclaim in admiration. The women of the waters of Jiang Country were as gentle and exquisite as water. Even though she was just a small ship girl, she was still quite extraordinary.
This kind of temperament was very much like the Jiangnan water villages of his previous life.
It had only been a few days since he arrived at Jiujiang City, but Gao Zhengyang had already fallen in love with the gentle waters.
"Junior brother, that is Crouching Dragon Mountain, the Dragon Subduing Courtyard is on the mountain …"
Yuan Feng, who was standing next to Gao Zhengyang, suddenly pointed to a mountain peak beside the water bank and said.
This mountain peak was no more than a thousand feet tall, and its terrain was gentle and winding like a long dragon. The highest point of the mountain was on the side facing the river.
On the winding mountain peak, there were many palaces and pavilions. In the misty rain, the palaces and pavilions lost some of their golden splendor, but gained some hazy immortal aura.
In this weather, there were still many worshippers and pilgrims on Crouching Dragon Mountain. The oil-paper umbrellas looked like all kinds of strange yellow flowers.
Yuan Feng said from the side, "The Dragon Subduing Courtyard has a total of more than a hundred thousand monks and over ten million followers. It is the largest forest in Jiu Jiang City. The True Word Sect was extremely powerful here, and they were smooth in doing things. They made friends with the royal family and nobles, made friends with all kinds of heroes, and never took the initiative to cause trouble. No one in Jiujiang City dares to touch them, and no one can touch them … "
Speaking of the prestige of the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard, Yuan Feng, whose face was covered in frost, also had a complicated expression. There was a bit of envy, but also a bit of disapproval.
The Vajra Sect was the number one Buddhist sect. They believed in the unity of cultivation and action, the unity of body and mind. Its precepts were also the strictest in Buddhism.
Because of the strict discipline of the Vajra Sect, it was far inferior to the other sects in terms of attracting believers and worshippers. However, it was also this strict discipline that allowed the Vajra Sect to produce many talents. Although the number of people was small, their overall strength was firmly in the top three of the ten sects.
When Wu Xiang appeared, he used his peerless talent and methods to ascend to the position of Buddha Emperor. As a result, the Vajra Sect's reputation soared. However, in Jiujiang City, the Vajra Sect only had a small courtyard with only a few dozen people.
The Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard was so luxurious and rich, so Yuan Feng did not like it at all. However, he could not help but be envious of the development of the True Word Sect.
"Senior Brother seems to have a lot of resentment towards the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard …" Gao Zhengyang joked.
In the few days that he had been in Jiujiang City, it had always been Yuan Feng who had been receiving him. He still admired this middle-aged monk with a square personality.
Yuan Feng frowned and said: "The Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard is very prosperous, but there are some people inside who do not follow the rules. The interior is luxurious and corrupt, sigh … "
As a monk who strictly abided by the precepts, Yuan Feng could not accept the actions of some of the monks in the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard.
Any organization or force would inevitably have all kinds of problems after reaching a certain level. This was human nature. One could only try their best to control it, but it was impossible to completely eliminate it.
The Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard was so large, and with such a large force, it was unknown how many interests were hidden inside. It was normal for there to be some shady business.
Gao Zhengyang laughed instead. If the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard was strict, it would be troublesome.
He said to Yuan Feng: "I'll have to trouble senior brother this time."
Yuan Feng waved his hand and said: "We're all from the same sect, junior brother, you're treating me like an outsider."
After pausing for a moment, he continued: "The Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard is extravagant and flashy. Junior brother, after entering the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard, you must remember to strictly abide by the precepts."
The identity of Wukong was very secretive. In Buddhism, only Formless and Huiming knew about it. Yuan Feng naturally did not know that the person in front of him was Gao Zhengyang, nor did he expect that his true purpose was not to learn the mantra, but to borrow the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard's treasure, the Dragon Heart Bodhi Mirror.
Gao Zhengyang smiled and replied: "Of course. Junior Brother will definitely not lose face for the sect. "
The boat flowed down the river as fast as a galloping horse. In less than two hours, they arrived at the pier at the foot of Crouching Dragon Mountain.
This place happened to be where the river turned, and the water flow was gentle, which was suitable for stopping the boat.
The boat stopped by the shore, and Gao Zhengyang bowed to the old boatman, "Thank you, old benefactor."
Yuan Feng also bowed at the same time and paid enough money for the boat. Only then did the two of them go ashore.
Seeing Gao Zhengyang leave, the girl called Xiao Yi was a little reluctant. She gathered her courage and asked: "Master, are you going to stay in the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard?"
"That's right. I won't be leaving for a while. "Gao Zhengyang smiled at Xiao Yi, then turned around and left.
Watching the White Moon Monk Robe float away, Xiao Yi's face revealed a bit of reluctance.
The old boatman sighed, "Miss, you have to stay away from this monk."
Xiao Yi raised his chin, his bright and black eyes flashed with a strange light, and said with some pride: "The famous Wukong really lives up to his name. I didn't wait for three days in vain. "
After a pause, he said: "I like it very much. I must get him! "
Xiao Yi was very shy in front of Gao Zhengyang, but in front of his own people, he was very arrogant.
The old boatman's black and yellow face revealed a bit of helplessness, "Miss, although Wukong's cultivation is not high, he is an important figure in the King Kong Sect. We can't touch him. "
"Hmph, in Jiujiang City, who dares not to give us face? Go and tell Yuan Tong to obediently send Wukong over. "
Xiao Yi was used to running amok in this water area since she was young. Although the Dragon Subduing Lower Courtyard was powerful, she did not put it in her eyes.
The old boatman could only sigh again and again. This Third Miss had never left Jiujiang City, nor had she encountered any setbacks. There was a sense of unscrupulousness in her bones. But how powerful were the ten Buddhist sects? They were not something that their Jiujiang Gang could afford to provoke.
It was just that this Third Miss was too young, and he could not explain this to her clearly. It was better to wait until he returned to the headquarters and explain it to the leader.
This was not a small matter, and he could not let the Third Miss mess around. If he was not careful, it could lead to a disaster.
Thinking of this, the old boatman increased his strength. The light boat went against the current, but its speed became faster and faster.
"Uncle Old Fish, why are you so fast!" Xiao Yi shouted with some dissatisfaction. She stared at the white figure walking up the winding stairs, her small face glowing with excitement.
She actually did not understand much about the relationship between men and women, but she instinctively liked beautiful and exquisite things. In her opinion, Gao Zhengyang was the kind of good thing that she must get her hands on.
Gao Zhengyang, who had climbed Crouching Dragon Mountain, suddenly sensed something and looked back. He saw the light boat that was quickly moving away.
When Xiao Yi saw Gao Zhengyang turn around, she happily waved her hand in greeting. She did not know why, but she was always a little shy in front of Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang smiled and also waved his hand.
Yuan Feng also turned around, he slightly frowned and said: "Junior Brother, this girl is too white, her fingers and feet are delicate, I'm afraid her cultivation is also at the fourth or fifth rank. She is definitely not someone who makes a living on the water. It is very likely that she is from Jiujiang Gang. "
Although Yuan Feng was a righteous person, his eyes were very sharp and experienced. He had long since noticed that there was something wrong with the girl and the old boatman.
"Jiujiang Gang has many members, they are in charge of all kinds of boats and waterway transportation, and have been in Jiujiang for thousands of years. Their relations have long seeped into all levels of Jiujiang City, and they are the overlord of this area of water. They have their own rules when doing things. They are extremely difficult to deal with. Anyone who comes here must build a good relationship with them, otherwise it will be difficult to move even an inch … "
Yuan Feng said seriously: "It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil in Jiujiang Gang, they value profit the most. Junior Brother, you must be careful of them. "
The last sentence had a hint of warning in it. However, Yuan Feng was not familiar with Gao Zhengyang, so it was not good to say some things too directly.
"Senior Brother is right." Gao Zhengyang nodded in agreement. He understood Yuan Feng's meaning. This senior brother's words were not very pleasant, but he had good intentions.
Gao Zhengyang was not interested in causing trouble at the moment. He had killed many people in Tianyue City, he was awe-inspiring. However, forcefully increasing his strength and activating the Origin Dragon Fusion. It caused great damage to his body and Martial Soul.
He originally estimated that he would slowly recover within a year, but after re-examination, he found that the situation was ten times worse than he had expected.
Normally, it would take at least three to five years to recover. There were only two years left until the Buddha Birthday Celebration, and there was not much time left for him.
This kind of injury was self-inflicted, and it was very difficult to heal with external forces.
Although Wu Xiang had the Nine Transformation Golden Lotus petals, it was not very helpful for this kind of injury.
The Dragon Heart Bodhi Mirror that could reflect one's Prajna should be the best choice.
Wu Xiang also suggested the same.
However, the Dragon Heart Bodhi Mirror was the treasure of the True Word Sect, so it was difficult for Wu Xiang to interfere. The Sect Master of the True Word Sect, Wu Xiang, had ulterior motives. Gao Zhengyang did not want to make any deal with him.
Moreover, according to the Buddhist records, there was really a divine dragon sleeping in Crouching Dragon Mountain.
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