The deck of the ship was crowded with people, many of whom were Qi Condensation or Foundation Establishment cultivators. Speaking of which, many low-level cultivators were unwilling to fly. The main reason for that was because there were simply too many cultivators flying around in the sky.
Most of them were Jin Dan and Yuanying cultivators, and even Spirit Severing cultivators were often seen. Therefore, low-grade cultivators would rather walk or fly at low altitudes in order to avoid attention.
As for traveling by ship, it was a good choice. Unfortunately, the Barbarian Horn Merchant Guild was obstructing them, otherwise, the trip would be much more comfortable.
However, in the Buddhist Realm, the foreign races were very cautious and would make things easy for the patrolling monks. Even if they didn't pay, they could still give them a ride. After all, many low-level ascetic monks had done so. This world was also the world of Buddhist cultivators. Naturally, they had to give them face for the sake of Buddha.
Secondly, there might be many high-level monks who needed to practice asceticism to enter the world. Usually, they would choose to walk or take a ferry. In order to avoid trouble, the foreign races naturally opened the door to all monks. Who knew if there were a few Nascent Soul cultivators among them who were deliberately pretending to be pigs to eat tigers?
The Barbarian Horn Merchant Guild's supplies filled nearly half of the ship's space, but the merchant guild's leader naturally rested in the main cabin. As for the people outside, they were all Foundation Establishment cultivators, but even so, they were still much stronger than the passengers on the ship.
The ship sailed all the way down the Meilan River to Mayfly Town, which was a small stronghold controlled by the Mayfly Race. Although the territory wasn't large, it was the gate to the foreign race's stronghold. Coupled with the gentle nature of the Mayfly Race, it was the best choice to connect with a Buddhist town.
The Barbarian Horn Merchant Guild saw this point and opened a special route to transport Golden Thread Grass, Barbarian Horn Multicolored Grass, and other spirit plants between the two places.
Yi Tian had already checked the goods on the ship. They were all Foundation Establishment medicinal herbs, but the quantity was too large for them to be stored in storage bags.
At the bow of the ship, the little monk Hong Min sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and constantly recited sutras. At this moment, Yi Tian was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed like an old monk in meditation. In fact, he was reading the Great Sun Sutra in his mind.
It was strange to say that although he had read it carefully and cultivated according to the cultivation method recorded in it, in reality, there was a big difference between what was recorded in the cultivation method and what was recorded in it.
For example, of the three finger techniques recorded in the Great Sun Scripture, he had only cultivated the surface of the Formless Finger. As for the most powerful Flower Pinching Finger, he had never been able to find a suitable method to cultivate it. Although he had pondered hard during his seclusion, he had never been able to find a solution.
Now that he had met Hong Min, he could not help but think about this matter again. Perhaps this was an opportunity or an opportunity.
Originally, he wanted to try to chat with Hong Min along the way, but he found that Hong Min seemed to be on guard against him. It was no wonder that this was the first time he had left the house, and he wasn't familiar with him. Although he said that he had been entrusted by his master, there were still some unanswered questions in his heart.
After the cargo ship sailed for two days, it suddenly started raining heavily. Many of the cultivators on the deck had to hide in the cabins to avoid the rain. Yi Tian also wanted to go in, but when he saw Hong Min's appearance, he did not move at all. Soon after, large raindrops fell on his body, drenching him. Yi Tian originally wanted to use his internal energy to isolate himself from the rainwater, but after considering that doing so would inevitably reveal his strength that was not in line with his identity.
Helpless, he could only sit cross-legged on the deck like Hong Min and let the rain fall and drench him thoroughly. During this time, he heard Hong Min's mouth chanting Buddhist scriptures, and then he found that his cultivation of Buddhist power seemed to have increased a little.
This phenomenon could only be seen through the use of the eye technique. Yi Tian immediately thought, "Could it be that this kind of understanding can also increase the understanding of Buddhist doctrine?"
At that moment, he also sat cross-legged and did not move, his mouth silently chanting the Bodhi Coagulation Mantra, using his own body to withstand this rainstorm. He did not know how long he sat in the wind and rain, nor did he know how long the rainstorm lasted. Under the continuous chanting of the sutra, Yi Tian's body was constantly washed by the rain, but his soul remained clear.
When the rain gradually subsided, a red sun rose again, Yi Tian found that the rain did not stop for the whole night. After looking up at the red sun, he only felt that his clear soul seemed to have a little enlightenment. He was secretly happy and used his heart to feel it. He found that this was the result of his body experiencing the impact of the rainstorm.
And he seemed to have found a trace of opportunity from the situation where he had no clue at all. After thinking about it, he turned around and looked at the little monk Hong Min who was sitting cross-legged and slowly evaporating the rainwater and moisture on his body. Seeing this, Yi Tian directly chatted with him through voice transmission, because he faintly realized that this trip might be a great opportunity for him. His understanding of Buddhist doctrine was not enough, and there was no suitable way to comprehend it.
Although the little monk Hong Min in front of him did not have a high cultivation, he was a senior monk at the later stage of Spirit Severing stage in his previous life. His understanding of Buddhist doctrine was naturally much stronger than him.
At this point, Yi Tian did not dare to regard himself as a senior, and he quietly chatted with Hong Min through voice transmission.
Just like that, the two of them chatted casually. Yi Tian learned a lot of ways to comprehend the Dharma from Hong Min's mouth. In fact, most of them were to use their hearts to comprehend all things in the world.
The two were chatting happily when suddenly, a sharp whistling sound came from above the river. This time, the people on the ship turned around to look at the source of the whistling sound. They saw two Dragon Tooth Speedboats sailing down the river towards the cargo ship.
This was very rare. Yi Tian immediately paid attention. The sailors on the ship seemed to be whispering to each other about the origin of the Dragon Tooth Speedboats. They were actually the speedboats of the Meilan Water Tyrant.
He quietly spread out his Divine Sense and found that the two ships opposite him were piloted by two Jin Dan early stage foreign race people. On the cargo ship, in addition to the captain, there was also President Wan of the Savage Horn Chamber of Commerce who had the same cultivation.
With such a similar strength, the other party naturally would not be able to gain any advantage.
Ascetic monks like him and Hong Min were naturally excluded from the scope of robbery. As long as they did not cause trouble, the other party would turn a blind eye. No one would deliberately find trouble with Buddhist cultivators in the Buddhist World.
Sure enough, he felt two slight vibrations under his feet. It was the sound of the Dragon Tooth Speedboats colliding with the cargo ship.
Then, two Jin Dan early stage water bandits flew into the air and shouted to the main cabin, "Manager, don't be a coward. Come out and talk."
Two streaks of light flew out from the main cabin. The two looked unfriendly, but their secret voice transmission was naturally heard by Yi Tian.
But to his surprise, the boatman did not get along with Shopkeeper Wan, and the other party aggressively wanted them to pay the toll.
After the four quarreled, the Meilan water bandit proposed a bet with Shopkeeper Wan. As for the boatman, he did not want to offend both sides, so he simply did not help either side.
After a short while, a thunderous roar came from the sky. Hong Min quietly asked, "Martial Uncle Yi, what do you think the result of this matter will be?"
In the blink of an eye, Yi Tian thought that although his Buddhist cultivation was profound, he was not deeply involved in the world and did not know the dangers of the world. Finally, he calmed down a lot. The corner of his mouth twitched as he said, "I estimate that it will only be a few moves. Don't you see that there are so many cultivators on the ship? We don't have to be afraid. After they decide the victor, they will set sail again. "
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