"start sailing--"
Jiang Yuebai stood on the deck of the Qianyu Dragon Boat, watching dozens of boatmen shouting neat chants and gradually pulling up the special wing-like sails on both sides of the dragon boat.
The entire ship slowly floated into the air, and the wings on both sides flapped like waves, carrying the entire ship toward the west.
The ship is fully loaded with cargo and the speed is not fast. The Qinglong Realm is vast and it will take at least about two months to reach the Fulong Mountains.
Most of the people on this ship are disciples of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. They do not participate in the battle with the Dragon Clan, but they have to guard the back of the Fulong Mountains to ensure that the Dragon Clan will not rush through the Fulong Mountains and harm the inland.
In addition to escorting supplies, this group of people also had to change defenses.
In addition, there are also some disciples from Fulong Sect and Biyou Palace who have received missions to go to the West Sea and stay there for five years before leaving.
Behind the Thousand Feather Dragon Boat, there are some ordinary floating boats following, like hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, guarding around the Thousand Feather Dragon Boat. They are all second-rate sects, casual cultivators, and monks from various chambers of commerce, going to the West Sea to "dig for gold".
Jiang Yuebai observed it for a while and found it boring, so he walked towards the cabin.
Xie Jingshan arranged a quiet room for her to facilitate her practice on the road.
As soon as they walked into the side corridor, there was a quarrel coming from one of the quiet rooms, but the soundproof barrier was not turned on.
"Whatever, I said whatever!"
The voice of a very familiar young female cultivator sounded a little helpless and tired, as well as a little angry.
"I just asked you whether you want to wear this plain blue one or this goose yellow one. Why are you so angry?"
Sounds like a middle-aged woman.
"I just said, wear plain blue."
"That one is too plain. You look bad every day, so you should wear something brighter in goose yellow."
"Ha~"
"What do you mean? I've been serving you day in and day out, I've picked out clothes for you and handed them to you, and you still have any objections? You kid has no heart at all. How did I ever feel sorry for you?"
"Mom, I am already over sixty years old. I would be an old woman in her sixties in the mortal world, not a child who needs your care."
"In the world of cultivation, age doesn't matter, so put on your clothes quickly. You haven't learned anything else after being out for a few years, but you have learned to disobey me."
"I don't want to wear that."
"I said it was casual just now, but now you don't want to wear goose yellow. You practice day by day and you can't practice well, and you talk over and over again. Are there other people like you? Stop, what are you doing?"
The door was opened, just in time to bump into Jiang Yuebai who was passing by.
Jiang Yuebai recognized the person in front of him, it was Jing Chujun, the female owner of the shop that Xie Jingshan took over at noon in Shimen City.
She is also at the peak of her Jindan cultivation and is a swordsman. She wears a set of blue and green clothes. Her hair is pulled up to reveal her full forehead and delicate facial features. Her eyebrows are lightly swept and she does not apply makeup, making her look clean and fresh.
At this moment, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were tired, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
"It's you?"
Jing Chujun also recognized Jiang Yuebai. At the beginning, the elixirs in the shop were all refined by Jiang Yuebai, so they had interacted with him.
"Chu Jun, who is this?"
The female cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul from behind came over with a long goose-yellow dress in her hand. Her eyebrows and eyebrows were very similar to Jing Chujun's, and she looked Jiang Yuebai up and down.
Jing Chujun took a breath, "This is my friend, Jiang Yuebai, and this is my mother."
When he was in Shimen City, he used his real name because he had to make an official contract to help Lord Jingchu make alchemy and needed an identity token.
Jiang Yuebai hurriedly bowed his hands in greeting, "Junior Jiang Yuebai pays homage to my senior."
Zhuang Feng smiled and supported him, "It turns out that you are a friend of Lord Chu. Our Lord Chu rarely makes friends. I wonder which sect you are and the disciple of a powerful person?"
"Mom! Can you stop asking?" Jing Chujun was very impatient.
Jiang Yuebai stood up straight and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "This junior is a casual cultivator with no family or sect."
"Rogue cultivator?"
Zhuang Feng's eyes immediately turned contemptuous, and he pulled Jing Chujun away, "Come in with me to change clothes, dress like a man all day, and have some random sex."
A messy person, beware of being plotted against one day, and it will be too late to regret. "
Jiang Yuebai didn't want to bring trouble to himself, so he walked away.
Jing Chujun is the third generation Xiu of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect, and his grandfather is the Lianxu Xingjun of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. He is a supreme elder who holds real power and has a very high status.
It was normal for Zhuang Feng to look down on her as a casual cultivator.
Jiang Yuebai found his quiet room, opened the door and went in. Just as he was about to close the door, Jing Chujun suddenly squeezed in from the outside, slammed the door, and opened the protective array.
"I'll let you hide here for a while."
Jiang Yuebai raised his eyebrows, "Your mother won't eat you, is she so scary?"
Jing Chujun sighed, "It's very depressing to be in the same room with her."
Mr. Jing Chu was under strict control by Zhuang Feng on weekdays, ranging from the clothes he wore, the pills he took, to the exercises he practiced and the friends he kept.
Jing Chujun leaned against the door, her chest felt heavy and she couldn't catch her breath for a long time. She usually had no friends. Although she didn't have a close relationship with Jiang Yuebai in Shimen City, she had seen the three of them get along with each other, lively and cordially, which made her very envious.
When they met here, Jing Chujun couldn't help but want to get close to Jiang Yuebai.
"sit down."
Jiang Yuebai invited Jing Chujun to sit down and gathered water to make tea, "I would also like to thank you for introducing Xie Jingshan to the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. He is quite happy."
Jing Chujun wanted to say that Xie Jingshan was her friend, as he should be, but when he remembered that the three of them were close friends, and that she was nothing, she suddenly felt a little inferior.
This kind of inferiority complex seems ridiculous to outsiders. After all, her status is beyond the reach of others, but in some aspects, she just can't control her inferiority complex.
"It's nothing, it's Xie Jingshan's own ability."
"Are you and your mother also going to the Fulong Mountains?" Jiang Yuebai asked casually.
Jing Chujun nodded, "My father is stationed in the Fulong Mountains with the disciples of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. My mother and I are going to visit him."
Jiang Yuebai held her chin up and waited for the water to boil, "I envy you. Your family is by your side."
Jing Chujun's eyes dimmed, "There's nothing to be envious about. I'd rather be alone. Speaking of which, the years I spent away from home in Shimen City were the most comfortable years I grew up."
Jiang Yuebai suddenly laughed, and Jing Chujun frowned in confusion.
Jiang Yuebai stopped laughing, "I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that Xie Jingshan also ran away from home when he was a child, and then met Anan and I. No wonder he said that you and he are very close. You two do have a lot in common. Homeless."
The corners of Jing Chujun's lips curled up a little, "Yes, Junior Brother Jingshan also taught me many ways to escape from home. He is very experienced."
"Are they all crooked moves? Don't listen to his random advice..."
While the tea was boiling, Jiang Yuebai and Jing Chujun chatted all over the world from Xie Jingshan to the other. Jing Chujun's frown gradually relaxed, and the room was full of laughter except for the fragrance of tea.
After chatting for half an hour, Mr. Jing Chu observed the etiquette and stood up to leave.
Jiang Yuebai sent Mr. Jing Chu to the door, but Mr. Jing Chu still had more to say.
"When I have free time in the future, can I chat with you like I did today?"
Jiang Yuebai thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I'm very busy with my cultivation on weekdays, so you can come to me at dusk every day, but next time I won't talk to you about these useless things. If you are willing, we can discuss the Tao together."
Jing Chujun laughed, "No wonder Xie Jingshan said you are a cultivator, you have learned the lesson today."
Jiang Yuebai smiled and said nothing, bidding farewell to Mr. Jing Chu.
What kind of lesson is this? He didn't even see the surface of her, just to see if Jing Chujun could last three days.
