Ten days later.
The junction of Chaoyang Mansion and Bibo Mansion.
There are many mountains here, and because it is further south, there is no longer a vast expanse of white below the mountainside.
There are rivers in the mountains, with crystal clear water and gurgling blue water. Fish and shrimps play freely in the water, set against the blue sky and white clouds. Even in winter, it is still full of life.
In the winding river, a bamboo raft floats down the river, leaving behind a series of ripples.
The warm sun shines on the bamboo raft, imprinting on the face of a white-haired man who is taking a nap, making his face particularly rosy.
Yi Ning felt the warmth of the sun, her attention retreated from the small world, and she slowly opened her eyes.
The greenery that caught his eye made him feel better, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains~"
A white stripe jumped out of the water and crashed into the river again, making a soft "plop" sound, as if it was dancing with the man on the bamboo raft.
Yi Ning laughed loudly, pulled out the bamboo pole in the raft, and took the initiative to support the water.
After leaving the Immortal Pavilion that day, he went to a restaurant in the city and filled the gourd in his waist. Then he went to the grocery store and spent a lot of money to buy a map of the North.
From the map, there are four Fucheng in the north, and Chaoyang Mansion is the northernmost one.
Moreover, most of the nearby people have moved into Fucheng, and there are not many densely populated places around.
Therefore, Yi Ning went to the fishermen, bought a bamboo raft, and used the water power to go south along the river towards Bibo Mansion.
Along the way, he saw men from the fishing village teaching children the art of holding their breath in the water. The children were playful and were chased and beaten by the men, making them burst into tears.
Yi Ning had a lunch, left a few packets of dehumidifying herbs, and left gracefully.
He also met a hunter in the mountains, and competed with him to climb the mountain. Seeing that Yi Ning was fair and tender and not strong, the hunter smiled and said that he would definitely lose.
Yi Ning made a bet with them on the pheasant that had already been hunted. The hunter did not ask what the other party would give him. He was full of confidence and happily agreed.
Then of course he lost, his mouth wide enough to hold a goose egg.
Finally, Yi Ning left with the pheasant, and the hunters waved goodbye.
He has not yet discovered that there is a grain of gold lying quietly in his pocket.
"Woohoo~"
Yi Ning was riding the wind, and the bamboo raft collided with the water, causing countless splashes. It could not soak through his clothes, but it also made his hair wet, which was not decent at all.
Looking at the intertwined mountains, splashing water, and recalling the kindness of the people, he had a smile on his face.
There is a saying that if you lose something in the east, you will gain something in the mulberry tree.
In the past few days, the thing that makes Yi Ning the happiest has to do with Xiaotiandi.
In the small world, there is a pool of colorful water flowing in the pond that should be dry.
The water in the pool is sparkling and it is very pleasant to lie quietly in the potholes.
It was added recently.
And Yi Ning also knew how to increase the water in the colorful pool.
That is to use Chinese medicine to save people, but there are prerequisites for this.
The first time Lijiacun treated Jiuer, a little merit power came out of his body when he left the village.
At that time, Yi Ning suspected that Chinese medicine could produce merit in saving people.
However, the subsequent preparation of decoction in front of the Immortal Pill Pavilion and the treatment of Nie Lang did not produce any merit.
This allowed Yi Ning to overturn his previous conjecture.
It wasn't until a few days ago on the road that he saved a farmer who was bitten by a poisonous snake and almost died, and the power of his merit reappeared.
Therefore, Yi Ning analyzed some information through elimination and comparison.
The power of generating merit is not only to save people, but also to save people who should be dead.
And the people saved must feel grateful to themselves.
After coming to this conclusion, Yi Ning verified it again on the road and confirmed his conjecture.
He is not afraid of taking long roads or taking detours, but he is afraid that the road he takes is a dead end.
Although the merit generated by saving each person is not much, it can't even fill a pothole as big as a fist.
But at least it proves that the direction is right.
Come to think of it, the pool of water originally accumulated in the body was accumulated bit by bit in these five lives, but at that time I didn't know how to look inside, and I didn't know that there was any merit generated.
...
I went down the river all the way, and I don’t know how long it took.
He didn't meet any other people that day, so Yi Ning just kept wandering in the river.
At night.
The water flow is not fast and the bamboo raft is stable.
Yi Ning was in a half-lying position, with one hand on the ground and the other hand holding the wine gourd. Like Li Taibai, he raised his glass to invite the bright moon.
Since time traveling, he has loved looking at the stars and the bright moon.
He was analyzing the difference between this bright moon and the bright moon on the other side of the earth.
He is looking for which star is the earth.
At this time, people on earth are also looking at the night sky, seeing the stars they are in, looking at themselves across the endless universe.
If it does exist, it will come to light!
"Huh."
Suddenly, Yi Ning raised his brows slightly and let out a light sigh.
He stared at the bright moon in the sky, and an idea came to him: "The bright moon in the sky can be replaced by a similar one, so can the attribute spiritual power also be used as a substitute?"
Then, Yi Ning's eyes began to shine.
"If you think of the entire spellcasting process as pistol shooting."
"The human body is the shell, the seal is the trigger, and the five elements of spiritual power are the bullets."
"I don't have bullets now, can I use something else instead?"
Yi Ning said and subconsciously glanced at the colorful pool water.
"Can this thing be used as a bullet?"
It feels fun!
Trading with this Tiandao to gain power consumes too much water from the colorful pool, and he can't afford it at the moment.
But if you can cast spells directly, you can control the amount of merit power consumed.
Without hesitation, Yi Ning stood up, took out the bamboo pole, and rowed the bamboo raft towards the shore.
There is no one around here, and no one will be disturbed.
After tying the bamboo raft with hemp rope, he walked to the shore.
After a while, I found a spacious place.
Yi Ning ran the water condensation technique, trying to use the seal that was supposed to arouse spiritual power to arouse the colorful pool water.
As Yi Ning squeezed the seal, a stream of energy was generated in the small world, and under his control, it moved towards a pool of colorful pool water.
After all, it was between the eyebrows, so he didn't dare to be too rash.
Yi Ning carefully tested it, and the Qi machine slowly touched the surface of the pool water.
Wait for a while, nothing strange!
Taking a deep breath, he mobilized all his qi and wrapped it in the colorful pool water. The water actually began to merge into the dharma seal qi just like the five elements' spiritual power.
Now you just need to bring out the Qi machine, and then learn to use spiritual power to fire it!
Yi Ning has a feeling that the power of the colorful pool water is greater than the power of the five elements.
Much, much bigger.
And just when Yi Ning was aiming at the ground, preparing to shoot the spell.
In front of him, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared.
Monk?
Yi Ning frowned slightly and redirected the energy that was supposed to hit the ground to the man.
The man seemed to feel locked by magic power, and a trace of panic appeared on his face, but immediately afterwards, determination replaced panic.
The man gritted his teeth and bowed, his head almost reaching his knees, and then he spoke.
"This junior is Yihebo, a good friend of Lou Weng."
"Right now, Lou Weng is facing a life-and-death crisis and is unable to solve it. The junior is bold enough to find the senior through the sound transmission jade."
"I hope that for the sake of our friendship, senior will come to the rescue."
