(The next chapter, "The Sound of Thunder and Buddha's Song", will be updated tomorrow.)
With the red-robed otherworldly item, even if Hsu Fengnian could not travel at night, he could only choose the desolate paths and head north. However, this was not too far from his original intention. He was used to the rough sand of the desert, so this little bit of suffering was not painful or itchy. This made Hsu Fengnian feel reassured. The key to his decision to bring the Dan Ying along was that the otherworldly item was actually an anti-tracking grandmaster. It could eliminate the residual aura that even Hsu Fengnian did not expect. It was extremely skilled. With such a protective talisman, or even a life-saving talisman, Hsu Fengnian felt a lot more at ease. Looking at its two faces and four arms, it did not look so repulsive anymore. Occasionally, they would stop to rest and play some childish tricks with it. Hsu Fengnian walked on the Gobi Desert that stretched as far as the eye could see. According to the geographical records, in ancient times, this place used to be a river that was three miles wide. This was simply shocking to the later generations. Hsu Fengnian stood on a piece of dead wood that was exposed under the scorching sun and muttered to himself, "Based on our speed, we will reach the Aquarius State in less than half an hour in the northwest. The person I want to meet is there, living in seclusion by the Ruo Shui River. The reason why I risked my life to fight Luo Yang was because if I was late, everything would be in vain. That old man is really hard to please. But if you put yourself in his shoes, you can't really blame him. He's a big shot who has already enjoyed the taste of being a minister. Why would he risk losing his chastity in his later years to discuss matters with a young man like me who doesn't even have much in the way of benefits … "
At this point, Hsu Fengnian subconsciously touched his chin. He snorted and cursed, "So it turns out you already have stubble."
He used the Huangtong Flying Sword to shave off some of the prickly stubble. Taking advantage of this time, he weighed his current assets. There was no doubt that he had entered the initial stage of Vajra. Among the twelve flying swords, the Morning Dew Golden Thread Tai'a Three Swords had already matured. He also carried a pair of Spring Thunder and Spring Autumn Swords and three small Wooden Horses and Bulls. Even Hsu Fengnian himself was scared of these handy weapons. His outfit could make those heroes and heroines who had never touched a famous weapon in their entire life die of envy. Hsu Fengnian could not advance any further. He was still able to endure and not turn the page. Fortunately, he had the moves such as Kai Shu Fu Yao and Immortal Caressing His Head. He practiced them over and over again and became more and more familiar with them. Even if he was bored, he could still call the otherworldly item Dan Ying to warm up his hands. He ran and fought all the way, which was extremely imposing. Hsu Fengnian ran like a wild horse for nearly a month. He meditated several times and came back to his senses from the cold sweat dripping down his body. He repeatedly asked himself if he would still have the courage to kill Luo Yang if he went back to the gamble that he made when he fell into the Yellow River. Even if he still had the advantage of time, place, and people, would he still have the courage to attack and kill Luo Yang?
"Where is the Princess Grave?"
"Big and Small Thoughts, what are they?"
"Half of a woman's face is made up. No matter how beautiful the other half of her face is, she still looks like a female ghost. You can imagine Zhong Liang's taste..."
Hsu Fengnian knew that the otherworldly item would not answer him. Instead, he liked to ramble. The closer he got to Aquarius State, the wider the sky and the wider the earth. As a lone traveler, he felt more and more insignificant and lonely. Sometimes, the otherworldly item would disappear from his sight from time to time. Therefore, the journey was not too boring. For this trip to Beimang, he had initially followed the Fish-dragon Gang. Then, he brought along Tao Manwu. Later on, it was Lu Chen. Now that he brought along the otherworldly item Dan Ying, it was the easiest journey. Its strength was not ordinary and Hsu Fengnian did not need to be responsible for its life or death. There was a large river at the border of Aquarius State called the Ruo River. It was said that the water was so weak that it could not float. Hsu Fengnian finally arrived at the Ruo River. He scooped some water to wash his face and felt refreshed. He could feel the otherworldly item's aura. However, it was useless to turn his head to check. Hsu Fengnian restrained his Qi and walked along the river. If he wanted to cross the river, he would have to cross the river. Then, he saw a ferry with a sheepskin raft approaching the opposite bank. Obviously, the Ruo River was so weak that it was a complete nonsense. This made Hsu Fengnian very disappointed. As he approached the ferry, he saw a pair of shabbily dressed grandfather and grandson. The old man wore a tattered Daoist robe with a yin yang fish embroidered on the back. He held a green bamboo pole as a walking stick and carried a book box just like Hsu Fengnian. The child's face was so tanned that it looked like only a pair of small eyes were left. When he looked at people, he did not look like a simple child. The grandfather and grandson were also waiting for the raft to cross the river. The child squatted at the edge of the ferry and threw stones into the river. After Hsu Fengnian confirmed that the old Daoist did not know any martial arts, he quietly looked at the opposite bank.
The child turned his head and looked at Hsu Fengnian who looked like a scholar. He did not dare to be rash and buckled the straw sandals on his feet. His toes were already stubbornly sticking out of his shoes. He pitifully begged the old Daoist, "Master, can you change my shoes?"
The old Daoist stared at him and said, "Do you think your body is precious? You just changed your shoes and walked 300 miles and you want to change them? I told you not to jump around blindly, but you didn't listen! "
The child felt wronged and said, "Aren't the shoes made by me?"
The old Daoist probably felt that there were outsiders present and it was not good for him to scold the child. He could only use logic to fob the child off, "When heaven is about to give a great responsibility to a man, it will first tire his muscles and bones and starve his skin."
It would have been better if the old Daoist did not mention it. Once he mentioned starving his skin, the child's stomach immediately rumbled. The old Daoist made a posture with his back facing Hsu Fengnian and pretended that he did not know anything. The child who was familiar with the old Daoist's temper could only roll his eyes and continue to starve. The sheepskin raft returned to the ferry and the old Daoist carefully asked for the price. Beimang Daoists had been prosperous for the past 20 years. They were very respectful and even a little fearful of Daoists. However, the man on the raft saw that the Daoist in front of him did not look like the Daoist in the Vermilion Scroll who was recorded in the imperial records. He dared to accept the money, but he lowered the price and did not charge based on the number of people. The old Daoist reached his hand into his sleeve and weighed the money pouch. When he had enough money to cross the river, he felt relieved. He then gave Hsu Fengnian a look and told the man on the raft that the three of them would travel together. This could be considered a favor to Hsu Fengnian. The man on the raft was well aware of the situation, but he could not expose the truth. He just muddled through and gave the old Daoist some face. When they boarded the raft, Hsu Fengnian nodded at the old Daoist. The old Daoist gently shook his sleeve, indicating that Hsu Fengnian did not need to pay attention to this small matter. The Ruo River was not as turbulent as the Yellow River. The river was still and clear. The child was naughty. He leaned on the edge of the sheepskin raft and reached out to grab some water. Then he screamed and suddenly leaned back. He bumped into the old Daoist and almost fell into the river. The man looked at him angrily. He did not earn much money from this transaction. If someone fell into the river, it would cause a lot of trouble. How could he be happy? The child pointed at the river with a trembling finger and stammered, "There's a water ghost!"
The old Daoist felt that he was being nosy and scolded loudly, "Children do not speak of strange forces and chaotic gods!"
The old Daoist's mouth was full of Confucian classics. If he was not wearing a Daoist robe, he would really be a pedantic old scholar. After the child recovered from his shock, his face turned red, "It's really a water ghost. It's wearing a red dress and it's a female ghost!"
Hsu Fengnian caught a glimpse of a red robe from the corner of his eye. It was like a red carp swimming near the raft. In a flash, it was stuck to the bottom of the sheepskin raft. The old Daoist obviously did not believe the child's solemn vow and angrily shouted, "Shut up!"
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