Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1371: Crucian Carp Crossing the River

Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1371: Crucian Carp Crossing the River

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On the dirt road under the night, two figures slowly left Lingshui Valley. Even after walking far away, you can still see Qu Da seeing him off at the entrance of the village.

"Old Long, were you a little immoral just now..."

"Boss, you are serious! Although the tens of thousands of spirit stones are kept useless, they are extremely rare for ordinary monks. And you agreed to help and promised generous gifts. Qu Da and his son should be lucky! Now there are two phases. Suitable for all, this is how a gentleman loves wine and chooses it in the right way..."

"Haha! At least you and I lied to others..."

"There's nothing you can do about it. Who can let someone be shameless..."

The two walked while talking, and gradually came to the foot of a mountain peak outside the valley. Among them, Lin walked in a carefree manner, raising the purple gold gourd in his hand to take a sip from time to time. The old man was carrying a wine jar, smiling to himself. There was no moon in the sky at this time, and everything was hazy. Drinking and strolling in the night is a unique experience!

At this moment, a proud laugh came: "Haha! You two are quite happy..."

Lin Yi and Lao Long had no choice but to stop and look at each other silently. After a while, they both jumped into the air.

On the top of a hundred-foot mountain peak, under an old tree with a crooked neck, someone was sitting comfortably with his legs spread apart. He pointed to the dozen or so wine jars in front of him and said generously: "Brothers, please don't be polite. Let's set up a big banquet today and drink as much as you like..."

There is no one else but Brother Hu who is so arrogant and shameless.

Without even looking at the tiger's head, Lin turned around and stood on the peak, looking up into the distance.

The old dragon held up the wine jar in his hand and took a sip. He sneered at the tiger's head: "The stolen wine is tasteless when you drink it!"

Hutou waited for a long time and wanted to show off, but unexpectedly it backfired and he glared and said: "What is stolen wine? What an ugly thing to say! In the end, it is not for my brothers to enjoy it. Don't let outsiders taste this grain wine. It’s really powerful, ho ho…”

Old Long was still ungrateful and said: "After Qu Da was stolen, his children were robbed again. The boss had to take out tens of thousands of spiritual stones to get my two brothers out of trouble. You can enjoy it alone, don't feel sorry... …”

Hutou said disapprovingly: "It's just a few jars of wine, why take it seriously..."

Lao Long said seriously: "It doesn't matter if you do something occasionally. But you have ruined other people's livelihoods and lost the face of me and the boss..."

Hutou felt guilty, scratched his head, rolled his eyes, and said hesitantly: "How about... I will divide hundreds of jars of wine between you and the boss..."

The old dragon snorted and turned around. The guy with the tiger head swept away more than a thousand jars of wine, and he still pretended that he and the boss didn't know. His stingy face is clearly revealed!

Lin Yi said at the right time: "Old dragon! My purple gold gourd contains the universe..." He used magic to induce vomiting, and a stream of hops suddenly spurted out from the purple gold gourd.

Old Long understood, raised the wine jar and took advantage of the situation. The hops disappeared, and the ten-pound wine jar was already full. Immediately afterwards, a burst of mellow fragrance floated in all directions.

Hutou couldn't help sniffing his nose and stood up, and said in surprise: "The aroma of this wine is very familiar, but it is more intense..."

The old dragon ignored the tiger's head and took a big gulp of the wine, praising: "One hundred years of aging is worth a thousand pieces of gold! Haha..."

Lin Yiwu looked into the distance and said: "Qu Lang has taken away all the tens of thousands of spiritual stones from his home. If he is not traveling far away, he is going to fight to the death with his enemies. And since you and I have a promise, let's join in the fun! "After saying that, he took advantage of the night wind and flew into the sky. Lao Long followed closely behind, taking the opportunity to drink a few more gulps of wine.

But in an instant, only Hutou was left on the mountain. He wiggled his nose again and hummed a few times, then put away all the wine jars and chased after them. Brother Hu’s wine collection is best made from cellars that are ten years old. And it's unfair that the two of them actually enjoy a century-old wine...

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This is a valley not far from the seaside, surrounded by mountains and water, and the terrain is dangerous.

More than ten miles away from the valley, there is a small hill. It was already dark at this time, but there were twenty or thirty figures quietly gathering in the lee of the hill.

Someone said in a low voice: "Ye Xi from Miao Lin Valley actually bullied me, Qu Lang, in broad daylight. I will not be a human being unless I take revenge..."

Some people said timidly: "It is said that Ye Xi has already achieved foundation building. I'm afraid we are no match for him..."

Someone hesitated and said: "It's not easy for Miao Lingu to make a living by collecting commissions from passing ships. It's better to dissolve enemies than to make them..."

Someone echoed: "Yes, yes! We are considered like-minded people, so we might as well go to the door another day to find an explanation. It's dark and windy right now, so accidents will inevitably happen..."

The man surrounded was none other than Qu Lang. He snorted disdainfully and slowly raised his right hand. There is an iron ring on each of the five fingers.

Seeing this, everyone held their breath and concentrated. That iron ring is not a common thing, but a storage ring. Although it cannot be compared with the real Qiankun Ring, it is cheaper and better, and one of them is more than ten feet in size. In the eyes of these rural monks, it is already a rare good thing.

After Qu Lang gave a brief signal, he waved his hand and threw it away. A small pile of spiritual stones instantly appeared on the grass in front of him, and the crystal light flashed dazzlingly in the night. The surrounding figures suddenly shook, and everyone looked happy. He glanced at everyone, and then continued: "Those who came here today are all brothers of Qu. Regardless of whether they are or not, each of them will receive ten spiritual stones to express their feelings!"

"Fellow Daoist Qu, you are truly a man of your word..."

"Brother Qu is a man of justice, but we are disrespectful..."

"Yeah yeah……"

"Brother Qu, if you have anything to do, just ask..."

Before Qu Lang finished speaking, there was another noise all around. But in the blink of an eye, there was no more spiritual stone on the ground. He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Follow me to kill Miao Lin Valley, each of you will receive fifty spiritual stones. Kill the culprit Ye Xi, take back the goods of my Qu family, and give each of you a thousand." Spiritual stone..."

Everyone was silent again, but the sound of heavy breathing came one after another.

The more than twenty people here, except for a few guys from the Qu family, are all Qi practicing monks within a hundred miles. Everyone may have apprenticed as a disciple, or maybe by chance, they have embarked on the path of cultivation. However, spiritual stones are rare and the path to immortality is difficult. They can only rely on their own abilities and hope to go further in the future. Now there are thousands of spiritual stones falling from the sky...

Qu Lang saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, and without further hesitation, he raised his hand and waved. Everyone dispersed and turned around to hide in the woods not far away.

A moment later, more than twenty tall monsters slowly appeared in the night. They are lin horses that are good at running, and each one has a rider.

It is easy to see that Qu Lang came prepared this time. And he would not stay the night when he had a grudge. Although he was reckless, he could also be called decisive and ruthless! In a short while, in addition to the Qu family's servants and the owner of the Linma, more than twenty riders circled the hills and rushed toward the valley ahead like lightning.

Suddenly, iron hooves roared...

On a mountain peak more than ten miles away, three old brothers were overlooking the situation in the valley below.

Lin Yi smiled and said softly: "Use heavy gold to boost morale and make everyone willing to drive; use the strength of Linma to make up for the lack of cultivation; then suddenly attack in the dead of night and rush into the villages of Miaolin Valley with great force. The front and back are interconnected and quite organized. As time goes by, the boy from the Qu family will turn out to be quite a character..."

Old Long echoed: "What you said is true! That boy can use the spirit stone you left to take advantage of the situation and do whatever he wants. It's really unexpected..." He seemed to be feeling something, and pondered for a moment. , and then said: "I think back in the past, there were people who fought everywhere like this, and finally came out of the beach and became famous for a lifetime!"

Lin Yi turned around and looked at Lao Long, but the other party hugged his arms and made no sound.

It goes without saying that there was only one person who came out of the beach and became famous, and that was Long Fan! Perhaps when Long Fan was young, he had such a rough background and high morale!

Wasn't that what I was like back then? But with passion and obsession, he left his hometown alone, traveled across the ocean, and went through many disasters to get to where he is today. However, the path to immortality is unpredictable, and those who seek it are as panicked as a crucian carp crossing a river. How many people can finally escape beyond the Nine Heavens?

Even if I was lucky, looking back at dusk, I found that there was no place for my emotions to settle down in those vast years. I don’t know yet… I missed a lot of scenery…

Hutou stood alone, holding a wine jar in his hand. He now looks like a rich man, his actions are domineering and generous. At least the old wine is always on his lips, and he no longer has to worry about the long flow of water. Seeing the boss and the old dragon talking to each other, he couldn't help but interjected: "Humph! A group of Qi-training monks actually rode horses to fight, but they didn't know they fell into a trap. It's really interesting..."

No one paid attention, and the fun turned into boring!

The tiger head took a few steps closer, grinned widely, and said with a smile: "Brother Long! The ten years of aging is really not bad. Compared with wild millet wine, it is a bit sweeter. Let's try it..."

Old Long stretched out his arms and spread his palms, and Hutou hurriedly handed over the wine jar. Unexpectedly, a wine gourd flew from the side. He gently grabbed it, lifted it up, and opened his mouth to take a sip. The bright hops bloomed suddenly and were swallowed again. He was so drunk that he praised: "There is no better wine than this. After a little aftertaste, there is even a trace of spiritual energy to moisten the mouth and stimulate the body fluids. What a good wine..."

The eyes of the tiger's head are wide open, and he is already salivating.

However, the old dragon turned a blind eye to the tiger head and said to himself: "After drinking the century-old wine of Lingshui Valley, there is no other delicious food in the world. Boss! Keep your purple gold gourd, don't let anyone steal it..."

Hutou couldn't help but swallow his saliva, but he had to resist the temptation. He raided the Qu family's wine cellar purely on his own initiative. Now that I have offended my two elder brothers, I will inevitably be at a loss for words. Thinking about it, I can only regret it. Why did I miss the century-old wine of the Qu family?

At the same time, the noise in the valley below was overwhelming.

On the mountain road leading in and out of the Miaolin Valley, there is a row of wooden fences that are taller than a human being. They are simply used to block the invasion of wild beasts. Normally, there is no one to take care of them.

However, when Qu Lang and more than 20 riders were approaching the gate, a little fire suddenly lit up in front, followed by the sound of bow strings and arrows flying like rain.

Is Miao Lin Valley prepared?

Qu Lang rushed to the front on his Linma, but he could no longer hold back his momentum. He raised his hand to pinch the magic formula, and a layer of protective magic power suddenly surged out of his body. Then there was a muffled sound of "boom", and the men and horses merged into one, violently breaking through the gate and rushing in. The companions who followed took advantage of the situation and used flying swords, and the group was filled with murderous intent and was unstoppable.

At this moment, someone came with a sword in mid-air. At this moment, several sharp sword lights roared down.

Qu Lang bore the brunt and had no way to escape. His face changed drastically, and he shouted urgently: "Retreat..." Just before the shout came out, the sword light came with a bang. His body-protecting magic power was instantly shattered, and he fell off his horse. The remaining companions were in a panic and fled in a hurry. Dozens of figures have surrounded him from all directions, and there is no way out.

Someone shouted proudly: "Anyone who breaks into our Miao Lin Valley without permission will be shot without mercy..."

The love and scenery between them can be clearly seen on the mountain peak more than ten miles away.

Lin Yi shook his head slightly and turned to look aside. Old Long understood, stretched out his hand to grab the tiger's head, and ordered: "There is no reason in the world not to work after taking benefits..."