Celestial being

Liu Tianming took off his hat: "I received your summons last night and immediately started making arrangements. But I was worried about it, so I just came here myself."

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by people from Changchun Temple?" Yuan Ming asked.

"What will they do to me if I'm discovered? Let's not talk about this. Brother Ming, I have arranged ten identical carriages as you said in your secret message last night. They will leave the city from different directions later and go to different places. The place we are sitting in now is one of them, and the driver is an ordinary unsuspecting guard, just feel free to arrange it." Liu Tianming waved his hand, and then whispered.

Yuan Ming smiled: "I'm really bothering you this time."

"Our relationship doesn't have to worry about this! By the way, you should keep this thing." Liu Tianming took out a communication charm and handed it to Yuan Ming.

He continued to explain: "This is a special two-way communication talisman with my magic imprint on it. If you encounter any trouble outside, feel free to contact me."

Yuan Ming nodded and accepted the communication talisman.

Seeing this, Liu Tianming smiled, stood up and said, "I didn't expect that we would be separated again not long after we got together. Brother Ming, take care of yourself."

Yuan Ming hugged his fist and the two said goodbye.

Soon, the carriage galloped all the way through the city gate, watched by a plaque with the word "Qu Jiang" printed on it, and drove away towards the rising sun with billowing smoke and dust.

At the city gate, a middle-aged city guard looked absently at the carriage in the distance, turned to his colleagues and said, "Did you hear what happened at the abdication ceremony yesterday?"

"Of course I've heard about it. Who in Qujiang City doesn't know about such a big thing?" the young colleague picked his teeth with a bamboo stick and replied casually.

"Sigh, I don't know how Mr. Yuan cultivated. Three years ago, he was a mortal who was rejected by the Changchun Temple due to poor qualifications. Now he can actually defeat the national master. It's incredible." The middle-aged city guard sighed.

The young colleague threw the bamboo stick away and said energetically: "It's really unbelievable! Speaking of Mr. Yuan, I heard that the "Journey to the South of Mr. Sheng" sold by Tianming Bookstore was adapted by Mr. Yuan based on his own experience in southern Xinjiang. No, after I change my shift, I have to buy a copy and come back to read it, maybe I can learn something from it."

"Come on, just you?" the middle-aged city guard sneered.

"If a person has no dreams, he is no better than a salted fish. A salted fish can turn over!" the young colleague said nonchalantly.

The middle-aged city guard was slightly startled. After a moment, he suddenly coughed twice and said:

"Ahem, what about that? When the time comes to help you, brother, I will also take a copy with me. I want to see what opportunities there are in southern Xinjiang."

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One month later, Wohe City.

The city got its name because it is adjacent to the Wo River. It is not very big, but because the docks in the city connect the north and south waterways and there are countless passenger and cargo ships, it is also very prosperous.

Because of this, there are many people in the city who eat by water, and Wang Laowu is one of them.

His ancestors had fished for generations, and it was only in his generation that he managed to save some savings. His father originally wanted to expand the fishing business, but Wang Laowu was unwilling to live with fish all day long and resolutely bought a boat. The passenger ship turned around and started the ferry business.

It's just that in this city, there are only 100 or 200 people engaged in ferry business. Wang Laowu's passenger ships are not very novel. There are few guests, and they soon fall into the dilemma of being unable to make ends meet.

Now, he can't even afford to hire a man, and the whole family lives on the boat, helping to steer the ship and raise the sails, so that he can barely make ends meet.

Seeing that he was turning thirty-five, facing his wife's daily complaints, the disappointed eyes of his old father, and his son who was growing taller and with an increased appetite, Wang Laowu felt doubly anxious and spent the whole day wandering on the dock. Looking for guests.

Today, just after noon, Wang Laowu crowded beside the tea stall where the porters rested, asked for a cup of cold water for free, and drank while looking at the situation on the pier.

Logically speaking, there would be no guests at this time, but I wonder if Wang Laowu was lucky, but he did find a guest looking for a boat.

The man was wearing a plain gown. Although his clothes were simple, the pair of phoenix eyes and sharp eyebrows on his delicate face looked particularly extraordinary.

This person was Yuan Ming, who left the capital alone to avoid the revenge of Changchun Temple.

Wang Laowu's eyes were bright, he quickly drank the cold water in the cup, and trotted over in three steps and two steps.

"This young master wants to use a boat?"

Yuan Ming had just finished his conversation with other boatmen. He saw Wang Laowu approaching and nodded: "Yes, I want to go to Leizhou City. Can your boat get there?"

Wang Laowu was immediately overjoyed. Seeing that the young master had extraordinary demeanor, he must not be a stingy person. He said tentatively: "Sir, Leizhou City is not easy to get to. The water is very fast along the way. Going there will damage the boat. I will be empty when I come back." Take a trip!”

"Of course I know this, so I asked whether your boat will go or not. I will charter the boat." Yuan Ming said.

Wang Laowu rolled his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out four fingers: "You can go, but you only need this amount."

The price he quoted was more than twice the usual price.

Yuan Ming didn't point it out and said: "Okay, but I need to leave now."

"No problem, my whole family is on the boat and we can set off immediately!" Wang Laowu was overjoyed when he heard this. He nodded repeatedly and led Yuan Ming to his boat.

His ship is not big, but it can be considered neat. There are six rooms separated on the deck. Except for the Wang, Lao, and Wu family, the other five rooms are empty.

Yuan Ming randomly picked a room to stay in, and told Wang Laowu not to disturb him if he had nothing to do. The food only had to be delivered to the door of the room, and then sent him to sail the boat.

After Wang Laowu left, Yuan Ming silently used the "Mingyue Jue" to release the soul crow to monitor in the air. At the same time, he summoned flower branches from the spirit beast bag and asked him to lurk under the cabin. Only then did he feel a little relieved.

In the past month, he rode a carriage and set up a horse, changed his clothes and make-up, and went around in circles, traveling day and night. He spent almost all of his time on the road and rarely stopped.

Now that we can take this boat and go down the waterway, we don't have to transfer to carriages and horses anymore, and we have more time to rest.

After relaxing his tense mood slightly, Yuan Ming summoned the Tiantian Cauldron, inserted a stick of black incense made of new materials, and lit it.

As the fragrant mist lingered, Yuan Ming recalled his father's appearance in his mind, and soon he possessed him.

Compared with a month ago, Yuan Zuochong's appearance has not changed much. At this time, he is sitting in the study, writing a memorial with a pen and ink.

"Your Majesty Yuan Zuochong, I would like to invite you to become an official..."

Soon, he finished writing the memorial, exhaled a sigh of relief, picked up the memorial, read it again and put it away.

After pondering for a moment, Yuan Zuochong suddenly took out the communication talisman left by Yuan Ming, looked at it for a long time, and finally put it down.

"I don't know how Ming'er is doing now. With his cultivation, courage and experience, he has returned from Southern Xinjiang. Even if he encounters any trouble, he should not be able to stop him."

A long sigh fell.

Yuan Ming also ended his possession at this time, and when he returned to his true body, he felt melancholy in his heart.

Soon, he picked up his mood. Since there should be nothing going on at home in the short term, he also had to make some plans for his next journey.

His consciousness sank into his storage ring, and after a brief inventory, he found that seven or eight of the elixir talismans he had prepared earlier had been used, and there were not many left. The ones that were useful to him now were obtained from Elder Mengshan and The bottles of foundation-building elixirs found on Xu Changqing's body.

As for the "Copper Skin Pill" looted from Liu Su's body, he could only put it away until he found a suitable body training method.

As for the spiritual stones, after counting them piecemeal, there are still more than two thousand in total, which seems like a lot. If you really want to buy some elixirs and other things for the foundation-building period, it is not useful at all.

Apart from these, he still has quite a few magical weapons here.

There is only one nameless black needle in the high-grade magic weapon, while there are more than ten kinds of middle-grade and low-grade magic weapons such as the Cold Star Sword, the Nine-ring Golden Knife, the Short Green Dagger and the Golden Snake Sword.

Yuan Ming picked out some of the unused ones and planned to wait until he found a market in Leizhou to sell them in exchange for some spiritual stones. Then he looked through some of the spiritual materials in the storage bag.

A lot of the spiritual materials used for making incense were consumed, and he had to find ways to replenish them when he arrived in Leizhou. In addition, there were several spiritual materials that Yuan Ming had long forgotten, and he also dug them out.

First, there was a piece of khaki carapace and a ball of gray silk the size of a human head, which he got from picking up the storage bag of the elder of Bailong Island in Black Rock City.

The second is a flaming red curved horn, which was obtained by Yuan Ming during his mission in Biluo Cave. Although its origin is unknown, according to the judgment of the fire master, the grade of this object can even be above the middle grade.

Finally, there is the golden-patterned leopard skin that Yuan Ming hunted. As a second-level low-level ferocious beast, the value of its skin is not low!

After flipping through the pages, Yuan Ming suddenly took out a green ball, which was the Heart-Splitting Thunder he bought at the ghost market in Black Rock City.

He bought three in total at the beginning, one of which was used on Elder Mengshan, and one was used to deal with the whirlpool beast. The effect was really good. Now that he has this one left, he will never take it until the critical moment. Come out and use it.

This magical weapon is a unique magical weapon of the Five Thunder Sect of Zhao State. Leizhou is adjacent to Zhao State, so there might be Heart-Splitting Thunder secretly circulating in the city.

Yuan Ming made a plan in his mind, carefully put away the Heart-Splitting Thunder, and sorted through the remaining talismans and other items, and finally finished counting the items in the ring.

He moved his mind to the Soul Crow and saw that Wang Laowu's boat had already left the dock and was heading north along the Wo River. His family did not talk to him. It was just what he wanted, so he took back his mind and started. Practice.

Half an hour later, Yuan Ming sighed, frowned and left the cultivation state.

He has been practicing for some time since he obtained the complete "Nine Yuan Jue" from Liu Tianming. Although his cultivation level has improved slightly, it is much worse than the rapid progress during the Qi refining period.