In the afternoon, the sky became dark.
Seeing that Lu Qingyan's condition had stabilized, Pei Liang casually told Yaoniang about the three top figures at the top of the ten-person rankings in the world.
"The third one is the founding disciple of the Lord of Mount Motuo. He is the most mysterious of the four masters of the Demon Sect. No one knows his name, and he has almost never walked in the world. The world only knows that there is such a number one person. , during the retreat of the Lord of Mount Motuo, he had been guarding the mountain for several Jiazi for his master. There were rumors in the world that after reaching the peak of Nirvana, Cao Yu visited Mount Motuo alone. After passing through dozens of passes, he was captured by this great disciple. After taking action to stop him, I don’t know whether the two of them fought or not, and the outcome is unknown. I only know that Cao Yu went down the mountain alone soon after, and everyone has predicted that this person’s strength will at least reach the peak of Nirvana!”
"The second one is naturally the Lord of Mount Motuo. Not only did he single-handedly create the transcendent and terrifying force of Mount Motuo, but he also personally trained four Nirvana disciples. Before the Taoist Priest Riding the Bull came into being, this person had always been regarded as He is the person with the highest attainments in martial arts in the world, and he reached the state of Nirvana and the Great Perfection three hundred years ago."
Yaoniang suddenly asked: "This person is so powerful, could it be that he started practicing martial arts in his mother's womb?"
Pei Liang shook his head: "Legend has it that the Lord of Motuo Mountain was not born to be a monster with unparalleled spiritual qualifications. Before the age of thirty, he had been committed to being a fireman in a small dilapidated temple. He suffered all the bullying from his fellow disciples and gradually became distrustful of Buddhism. He felt resentful. One day when he was lighting a fire in the kitchen, he suddenly found a clay Buddha statue in the firewood pile. In anger, he smashed the Buddha statue to pieces, and a black book fell out. The moment he opened the book, the sky was clear. Suddenly dark clouds gathered, and the golden statues of Buddha in all temples, large and small, were shattered..."
"Oh my god, is it really that exaggerated?"
"It is indeed an exaggeration. Anyway, there are rumors in the world that it has a nose and eyes, and it is alive. No one has seen it with their own eyes. After all, it has been hundreds of years. Who knows whether it is true or not."
"Has he become the best in the world since he learned that secret book?"
"Yes, the older generation in the world all call him Bo Xun, the demon king of the sixth heaven, who descended to earth. The heavenly book he practices is also called the Black Sky Scroll of the Demon Buddha. It is not a martial arts in the human world."
"The more you talk, the more fantastical it becomes. Is there really anyone in this world who can live for hundreds of years?" Yaoniang said with a grin.
"I'm about the same age as you. Even if there is one, I've never seen it!" Pei Liang sighed helplessly.
"Where is that Taoist priest who rides the bull? What kind of immortal figure is he?" Yaoniang finally asked the person she was most interested in.
"The heavens and the earth move, there is yin and there is yang, and all things follow a certain number. If a demon king like the Lord of Motuo Mountain appears in the world, a more powerful existence that can check and balance him will definitely be born. The bull-riding Taoist priests are born in response to the weather, and there are no People know his origins, there are not even so-called legends. He is like the sage Lao Tzu in the myth who rode a bull out of Hangu Pass. Although there is no trace in his life, he can frighten the demons in the world and is recognized as the strongest person in the world. !”
"Since no one knows his origins and there is no trace of him, you have never doubted whether there really is such a number one person in the world."
"Then have you ever seen air? No one has seen it, because it is transparent, but no one can survive without it, so the existence of some things does not require seeing it with your own eyes or proving anything."
"That makes sense. Do you know what a Taoist priest looks like?"
"I don't know, but you will definitely meet...a lot of fakes."
When Pei Liang said that he would definitely meet a woman, Yaoniang suddenly looked surprised, but then the words "fake" that she blurted out were like a bucket of cold water being poured on her.
No need to ask anymore, who made this bull-riding Taoist priest so famous? There must be many admirers or people who use his name to swindle and deceive. This is interesting. If there are too many fakes, no one will know the real ones. Where exactly is it!
What's the saying? When the false becomes true, the true is also false, and inaction is everywhere and yet nothing. This is probably the most profound way to enter the world!
"After talking about so many characters, when will you be able to become one of the top ten masters in the world?"
Yaoniang smiled slightly and patted the man on the shoulder with encouraging eyes.
"Do you think the top ten masters are so easy to become? There are so many people in the world like carps crossing the river. How many can jump over the dragon gate?"
"Look at your potential. Without this ambition, you will always be stagnant in the golden body."
Yaoniang's casual words suddenly made Pei Liang stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something.
The woman didn't notice the man's reaction at this time and just continued:
"I also know that there are so many benefits to practicing martial arts, but not everyone is the same. Just like the imperial examination, some people are born prodigies and pass the exam at a young age, and some are bright and poor, but they can't even pass the exam. , in comparison, you are already very powerful, standing at the top at a young age and experiencing scenery that no mortal can see in a lifetime."
Pei Liang hummed and nodded slowly.
"You are not humble at all!" Yaoniang couldn't help but pinch the young man's ear.
———
As night fell, Lu Qingyan, who was lying in bed, drank the decoction sent by Pei Liang. Her fever subsided and her face returned to rosy. It was obvious that the medicine was suitable for the disease.
After dinner, Lu Qingyan insisted on getting out of bed and walking around. Xiao Wan helped her walk around in the cargo hold.
Finally, the two of them slowly came to the sack where Pei Liang and Yaoniang were sitting side by side.
"Sister Lu is recovering well, so congratulations!" Yaoniang felt happy from the bottom of her heart.
"Thank you to my sister and Brother Pei for your help. Qing Yan saved half of her life and caused trouble to everyone."
Seeing Lu Qingyan being so polite, Pei Liang quickly waved his hand and said:
"I can't help Miss Lu because I made you suffer all the way. If there is a chance in the future, Pei will definitely repay you with all his strength."
"It's good to know. I can't bear to see how much our young lady has suffered because of you..."
Before she could finish her pouty words, Lu Qingyan scolded her: "Stop saying a few words."
The maid snorted unconvinced and turned her head away.
Pei Liang smiled bitterly: "Xiao Wan is right, she also suffered a lot."
Lu Qingyan gently patted the maid's arm and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Xiaowan obviously didn't want to accept Pei Liang's affection, so he deliberately said: "A maid should serve her master as she should. There is no need for outsiders to make irresponsible remarks."
Lu Qingyan sighed helplessly.
Yaoniang immediately changed the subject and said, "Don't stay in that room of yours. You and Xiaowan will stay in my room tonight. I can sleep outside. It's still cooler!"
Lu Qingyan said quickly: "Sister, there is no need to feel so wronged..."
"Sister, don't be polite. Your health is important. I can deal with it for one night. The boat will arrive in Yujing tomorrow."
"Miss Lu, please stay here with peace of mind. Keep your spirits up. Tomorrow is a critical day."
Hearing Pei Liang say the same thing, Lu Qingyan knew that no matter how polite she was, it would be too pretentious, so she could only nod in agreement and wish Yaoniang a long blessing.
When sleeping at night, Pei Liang found a sheet and spread it on the sack, using his body to block the cold wind that poured into the window.
Yaoniang was wrapped in thick clothes and lying comfortably in Pei Liang's arms.
In the darkness, the woman turned over and was face to face with the man, her breathing could be heard.
"What do you want to do?" Pei Liang was a little nervous.
"Are you a big girl?" Yaoniang asked.
"No"
"Bullshit, I mean you're acting like a big girl"
"I'm afraid you're going to do something wrong with me."
"Hey, you're right"
"Don't touch it"
"I just touched it"
"Be careful if you touch a mouse."
"Ah, stinky Pei Liang, don't scare me."
"I'm scaring you. I know all the trouble within a hundred meters."
"Then can you hear my heartbeat?"
"sure"
"I do not believe"
"Your heartbeat is speeding up...and it's speeding up again."
"Your guess is wrong, you can touch it and see"
"Donor woman, please don't tempt me."
"Virtue"
"I have kept my body like jade for so many years, but my will is so discerning."
"Why are you so glib today?"
"Is it oily or not? Just try it."
"Smelly Pei Liang, your true nature has finally been revealed."
"Oh, I'm kidding you. The night is long and I have no intention of sleeping."
"I still like the serious, calm and calm you before."
"Well, that's my inner self, and being glib is just my appearance."
"Why do I feel like you said the opposite?"
"I also feel that you said the opposite."
"Haha, disgusting"
Yaoniang, who laughed out loud, pinched the boy's waist hard, causing the boy to grin in pain.
When Yaoniang opened her eyes and stretched out, she found that it was already dawn outside the window.
Pei Liang has disappeared.
Yaoniang arranged her clothes and found some water to wash herself.
As soon as they finished cleaning up, they saw Pei Liang sneaking in from the window like a loach.
"Where have you gone?" Yaoniang asked casually.
"I'm going to see where the boat is going." Pei Liang replied.
"where are you now"
"Just after arriving at Chunyang Lake, we passed through Huxinkou and reached the waters near Yujing."
"Is there anything unusual?"
"Not yet. The imperial navy along the way didn't ask any questions when they saw the grain transport ship."
"Then we can travel unimpeded"
"What are you thinking about? The situation is so tense now. What if there are foreigners hiding on the ship?"
"Isn't there no one questioning me?"
"When we get to the middle of the lake, someone will definitely board the boat for inspection. As long as we pass the customs, we'll be fine."
"What will we do then?" Yaoniang frowned.
Pei Liang pointed to the pile of sacks:
"The only thing I can do is hide you in the gaps in the sacks. I have already told the stewards on the ship how to deal with it, so we should be able to get away with it!"
"Will they open the sacks one by one and check them?" Yaoniang then asked.
"These officials won't go to such great lengths, but they don't dare to let them go at will. They will only do random checks."
"Then where are you hiding?"
"I'm also hiding in this cargo hold. Don't worry, no one will hurt you even a hair."
"Well, I'm relieved about that."
….
Lao Wutou, the general who was stationed at Huxinkou, took a puff of dry cigarette and watched the grain ship slowly approaching. Then he calmly exhaled a mouthful of fairy mist and waved to the left and right. Immediately, a soldier handed him a saber. And a battle helmet and iron armor, put it on for him.
Lao Wutou, dressed in military uniform, walked down the city wall with a dozen soldiers on his lame left leg.
This leg was lost when he went into battle with a certain general in the imperial court. Later, the general took pity on him and gave him this good job. With so many ships going to and from Yujing every day, who wouldn't be able to pluck it?
