"Three more people died. There have been fewer people in the past two days. Many people have received the news and gathered together to take action, which has given the other party a lot less chance of taking action."

Jiang Yunhe lay on a small boat, with books buckled on his face and fluttering with the river.

The sound of the river water washing at the bottom of the boat, the sound of leaves falling into the water, and the sound of pedestrians on the shore all came into my ears clearly.

"No wonder people say that blind people have a much better hearing than ordinary people." Jiang Yunhe had such an idea that if they do not rely on their eyes to see things, other senses will indeed be more sensitive.

"It's almost the same as calculating the distance."

There is a corner in this Qingshui River as big as a lake. The scenery on both sides is pleasant. The moon hits the lake and the waves are like broken jade, so it is called Luoyu Pan, also known as Luoyu Lake.

Today, Ji Changyu and his friends were visiting Luoyu Lake.

Jiang Yunhe could already hear the woman's giggle. Although it was a little far away, he would probably meet in a quarter of an hour to two quarters of an hour.

"The sun is so good." Jiang Yunhe's mind changed and then let himself fall asleep.

...

On a pleasure boat, Ji Changyu was sitting on a chair and letting the girl beside him feed the fruit into his mouth. In the boat building not far behind him, a man was covered in his eyes, and several girls in veil were playing around him, making noises intentionally or unintentionally, and then laughed and ran away.

And above the boat building, several men and women were pointing in the distance and talking and laughing.

"Young master, there is a boat, and there seems to be someone on it. If you don't care, you may be hit on the boat." A girl saw the small boat coming from the lake, with alertness in her eyes.

"I'll fan it away." The girl took a fan next to her and wanted to fan the air to blow it away.

"Well... wait..." Ji Changyu glanced over and suddenly stopped the girl.

He had a much higher vision than the girl. He saw that the other party's robe was not an ordinary person, and he looked familiar.

Although the other party's aura was not revealed, it was also obvious that he was a monk.

After thinking for a moment, a hint of joy appeared on Ji Changyu's face: "It's such a coincidence."

Ji Changyu really wanted to strengthen Jiang Yunhe. After all, behind him was Zhiyue and Zichen Sect, and they had a close relationship with the guerrilla general of the Fire Crow Army. Moreover, he found that Zhuo Rumeng, the Astrology Sect, was next to him.

One person can involve two major forces and several masters, which is worthy of his friendship.

When he saw him last time, he also considered whether to invite Jiang Yunhe in the next few days, but he felt that he was too proactive and lost his identity.

I didn't expect to meet here.

"Don't stop him, let him come over." Ji Changyu whispered.

"The person above seems to be asleep." The woman glanced at her for a few more times and said in a little surprised.

I saw a man lying on the boat, his chest slightly undulating, a book buckled on his face to block the sunlight, and his whole body exuded a sense of leisure and freedom.

It makes people want to open the book and see what kind of person is below.

Ji Changyu recalled the cover he saw just now, which seemed to be "Changqing Collection".

This is a collection of poems by Fan Changqing, a scattered official in this dynasty. This man has a low official position, but his poetry talent is indeed extraordinary, and his swordsmanship is also extremely outstanding.

With Ji Changyu's temperament, he naturally wouldn't look at this, but he often saw his sister Ji Shize looking through it.

Jiang Yunhe likes to read poetry collections? This can be used.

Ji Changyu didn't find it strange. In fact, many monks like poetry, songs and essays, and more people like Fan Changqing's poems with both poetry and sword masters.

"Hey, I bumped into it." A moment later, the woman shouted at the bottom under Ji Changyu's instructions.

As the words came, when the bow of the boat was about to hit the big boat, a thin film appeared on the bow of the boat, bounced the boat away.

The woman stared at the bottom and saw the man lifting his face with a book on his face. He was a young man with a short beard. He looked less than twenty years old, with a handsome appearance and a sleepy look.

"I was shocked to the girl." The young man smiled at the top, his smile extremely gentle.

Without seeing him do anything, the boat floated towards the ordinary.

"Hey, it turns out it's Fellow Daoist Jiang." Ji Changyu leaned over and looked at it, then said in surprise.

"I didn't expect to meet him here last time. Why don't you come up and talk about it? Fellow Daoist Jiang was not waiting for any fairy today, right?" Ji Changyu teased.

Jiang Yunhe stretched his waist without any haste and yawned again, but his whole body felt lazy and comfortable, and he didn't give anyone any sense of despising the other person.

Then he smiled:

"It turned out that it was a collision with Mr. Ji's boat. I haven't visited you these days, but it's mine."

Jiang Yunhe moved his feet and fell on the bow of the boat, and the book in his hand disappeared.

"It just happened to introduce some fellow practitioners to Fellow Daoist Jiang." Ji Changyu intimately led Jiang Yunhe to introduce to several other monks who fell on the deck.

After all, Ji Changyu has an extraordinary identity and is the son of a prince. The one who can make him treat this way will not be an ordinary person.

Of course no one dares to underestimate it.

"This is fellow Taoist Jiang Yunhejiang, who is under the sect of Zhenren Zhangyue of Zichen Sect."

Zichen Sect is the main sect of Wansheng Kingdom, and Zhenren Zhangyue is one of the three elders of Sun and Moon Star. After Ji Changyu said that, the few of them smiled: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Jiang."

Two of them thought about it first, then suddenly realized that their eyes were even more strange when they looked at Jiang Yunhe. Obviously, they remembered who Jiang Yunhe was.

"This is Kong Tongzi from Lan Qingshan, who studied under He Zhenren." This is a middle-aged Taoist wearing He feathered clothes.

Jiang Yunhe's heart changed and he knew the origin of this man, and he was the same as Ji Shize.

"These two fellow Taoists are Wu Yue and Wu Chuan from Wolong Village, who are taught by Wolongsheng."

Both of them look like young men, and they look quite similar between their eyebrows and eyes. You can tell that they are brothers of blood at first glance.

Wolong Village is not famous, Wolongsheng is a little famous. He was originally a novelist and also worked as a small official. Later, he was granted the immortal relationship and reached the Yuanmen realm in two hundred years and built Wolong Village.

You should know that those real people with names and surnames rarely take action, and the Yuanmen realm can generally go sideways.

Just like Su Xiaoxiao, I don’t know how many people I offended, but I still live well.

"This is An Zi Hua'an from Wanzhang Sect." This man looks like a weak scholar.

This Wanzhang Sect is somewhat similar to the Giant Spirit Sect, but unlike the cultivators of the Giant Spirit Sect, the cultivators of the Wanzhang Sect are usually similar to normal people, but they will become giants when fighting. Generally, cultivators in the Qihai Realm can reach a height of three or four feet, which is equivalent to twelve or three meters.

Since the monks of Wanzhang Sect usually focus on tempering their bodies, they are mostly strong men with muscles, such a fair scholar is equivalent to a group of brothers who have a small help, Jiang Yunhe couldn't help but take a look.

"I am born weak, even after training." An Zihua smiled. Obviously, his body shape is often confusing, so he said it first without waiting for anyone to ask.

"This is the Baiyubai Daoist of the Inquiry Sect." Ji Changyu said, pointing to the last monk with red lips and white teeth and a little white face.

"I have seen fellow Daoist Jiang, Jiang Yunhe... I seem to have heard of this name somewhere." Bai Yu thought.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang has made many monks envious! On Wuya Mountain, the matter between Fairy Yue and the demon Su Xiaoxiao..." An Zihua said halfway through a smile.

"Don't mention this matter again..." Jiang Yunhe waved his hand and said helplessly. His name was tied to these two people.

Of course, what An Zihua said is true. I don’t know how many people envy jealous and hate him.

Ordinary people might be somewhat complacent, but Jiang Yunhe was not interested in mentioning this matter.

"Oh, it's you." Bai Yu suddenly realized, with a warm and warm look on his face: "It's Brother Jiang, I'm polite."

In an instant, he changed from Fellow Daoist Jiang to Brother Jiang.

The most famous technique of this inquiry into the Love Sect is the method of collecting and supplementing and the method of dual cultivation.

Perhaps because of mutual appreciation, Jiang Yunhe is particularly prone to making friends with these people, such as Sikong Gui, and Tong Qingchuan.

The Wu brothers in Wolong Village also looked suddenly. The power and other aspects of Wolong Village are much weaker than other sects, so they are not very well-informed in terms of information. They remembered it after reminding them.

When I looked at Jiang Yunhe again, my eyes were even more different, and I felt a little more envious.

I heard that this person was just a wandering cultivator who had no sect at the time. Somehow he got the favor of Fairy Yue and Su Xiaoxiao, and even caused the two to fight.

Now, the casual cultivator at that time, with the enviable opportunity, became a disciple of the Zichen Sect’s Zhenren, and even this young master must be cautious.

If you have this opportunity...
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