Li Xiuyuan got up early and walked along the Tongtian River. After searching in the woods on the river bank, he couldn't scare away a pheasant or hare.

It must have been the battle between Monk Buli and Erhu last night that frightened the little beasts here, causing the sandy land beside the Tongtian River and the beasts and birds in the woods to change places overnight.

Back in the food tent, the hungover monk had not yet woken up, but the industrious Cuihua couple got up early to light a fire and boil water for cooking, waiting for the guests crossing the river to come.

Erwa looked at Li Xiuyuan who had gotten up early and returned from a stroll and said with a smile: "The river is full of wind and sand, what is there to do?"

"I just walked around and found not even a small pheasant."

Li Xiuyuan thought about the empty grove, looked at Erwa and replied.

"You're talking about this." Erwa laughed sheepishly: "Have you not seen our colleagues who live like us here? They have already destroyed everything that is edible around here.

Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had wrongly blamed the monk. It turned out that this was the reason for the gluttony of the merchants by the river.

At first glance, the river bank was extremely desolate, and there was not much to eat.

The beasts went to farther and safer places in order to survive, and the merchants killed all the nearby creatures just for the sake of quick words.

Even by the Tongtian River, there is also a bloody jungle.

After yelling, Monk Buli woke up from his dream, looked at Li Xiuyuan sitting beside him and said with a smile: "By the way, Monk made you laugh again."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "Being able to sleep is a blessing, just like being able to eat."

"In this case, I have turned into a pig." He laughed and went to fetch water to wash himself.

Both of them were waiting to finish breakfast and cross the river when the ferry came from the other side.

Looking at Bu Li who was squatting outside the door and looking towards the river, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but ask: "I said with your cultivation level, you should have no problem flying across the Tongtian River. Why do you have to wait for the boat to cross?"

Monk Buli shook his head and said, "No, you came here yesterday. Did you see a flying bird on the river?"

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied: "I really haven't seen it."

"That's because the Tongtian River has a strong suction force. Birds flying above are accidentally sucked into the rolling torrent. In addition, there is a lot of cement and sand in the river, so if they fall, they will die."

Monk Buli pointed at Cuihua and said, "If you don't believe me, ask Cuihua if there are any monks here who dare to fly over."

Cuihua looked at the vast river with a horrified expression: "According to the old man, some people will try it in the future..."

"How?" Monk Buli smiled.

"What can I do? I just feed the fish at the bottom of the river." Cuihua curled her lips and put two bowls of porridge on the table.

He smiled and said, "By the time you finish your porridge, the boat from the opposite side will almost arrive. The weather is good today and there are no ice floes on the water."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and thanked him, thought for a while and said, "After finishing today's business, you and your wife will go home and stay away for ten and a half days before coming back to the river."

Buli nodded and said: "It's true, this business can never be finished."

Cuihua thought for a moment and replied, "Let's do this. After you cross the river, Erwa and I will pack up and go home... We will come back after the news has passed."

Li Xiuyuan said nothing, lowered his head and held a bowl to eat porridge.

Seeing Li Xiuwan calm down, Monk Buli also picked up the bowl in front of him and started to eat. He was full before going on his way.

After taking two sips of porridge, Monk Buli put down the bowl, touched his chest gently and sighed, thinking that the old wound had not healed yet but a new one had appeared. Fortunately, he met Li Xiuyuan.

At this moment, shouts rang out from the river, but two carriages and several handsome horses arrived at the ferry, and stood by the empty river, waiting to cross.

Monk Buli just glanced at it and said to Li Xiuyuan, who was drinking porridge: "Let's not crowd the first boat."

Li Xiuyuan turned to look at the ferry and replied: "Aren't they just two carriages... No... I'll listen to you, let's stay a little longer."

Feeling a sense of danger, Li Xiuyuan agreed to Monk Buli's suggestion.

Erwa came over with a pot of hot tea, looked at the two of them and said, "Anyone who is not brave enough to travel will miss this boat, and will have to wait for more than an hour..."

Lian Cuihua also came over and whispered: "The carriage is pulling... you two stay a little longer. At worst, we can leave after lunch, and we won't be in a hurry."

Li Xiuyuan looked surprised and asked: "So you also saw it?"

Cuihua curled her lips and pointed at the ferry without saying anything.

I saw the man driving the carriage waving slightly, and saw a few pieces of paper money floating into the river, a few falling on the sand on the shore, and white flags stuck in the back of the carriage!

I saw an old man in black asking him to stop the carriage at the ferry, and said coldly: "It is said that today is the first time the ferry is opened, so we have to hurry over."

There were many traders waiting to cross the river and people seeking a living by the river. They were all busy with their own lives. Suddenly, they saw two carriages, followed by male and female monks holding horses.

It was quiet for a while, and even the merchants who wanted to shout about the business like green flowers turned around and left.

No one dares to do business in this line of business.

I saw a twenty-eight-year-old girl holding a horse and wearing a red dress. She looked at the old man in black and said, "Master, if we go all the way, we may not be able to reach the town where we spend the night today."

The old man in black looked at her and said gently: "Let's walk faster. Even if we stay on the road for one more night today, we will be able to get back to the mountain gate in less than two days."

Hearing this, Monk Buli turned around, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "This group of people is the seventh elder and a few disciples from the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in Northern Xinjiang... It is estimated that their elders outside have encountered an accident."

Li Xiuyuan lowered his eyes and said quietly: "It seems that the world is everywhere. Since you are a monk, why bother falling into this world of mortals again?"

Monk Buli glanced at the carriage with the white flags on it, and replied calmly: "Master said that the world of mortals refines one's heart, and that the monk's destiny in this world is not over, and he wants me to come to this world for once."

Sighing, Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly and said: "It's a good time to train your heart in the world of mortals. It seems that you, monk, will one day become enlightened."

"The old man's name is Wu Xiaotian, and he should be a master of the Fusion Realm. The girl who is talking to him is named Wu Suyun, and she is the youngest daughter of the owner of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain... and the man in white robe is

Her senior brothers Wu Dong and Wu Ya..."

"Jade Dragon Snow Mountain? What is its relationship with the Snowfield Holy Land?"

In Li Xiuyuan's bookstore in Meng Shentong, he did not read any relevant legends about Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in northern Xinjiang.

"It doesn't matter. Northern Xinjiang is big. The Holy Land of Snowfield is already big enough and only takes up one-third of it. These guys are not easy to mess with. There is no need for us to fight against them across the river.

Although Monk Buli has practiced Buddhism and has seen through life and death long ago, the group of people in front of him are still unwilling to cause trouble.

One more thing is worse than one less thing, not to mention that he is seriously injured at the moment. He is afraid that he will need Li Xiuyuan's care along the way. How can he still have the strength to fight with others?

Li Xiuyuan nodded and said calmly: "Since we have arrived at the river, we are not in a hurry for this moment."

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the vast Tongtian River, and then grew larger and larger, rushing towards the ferry.

At first glance, it appears to be an iron ship that does not appear to be very huge, but a ferry can carry at least dozens of people and several carriages.

This was the first time Li Xiuyuan saw an iron ship. In his memory, the merchant ships on the Fuchun River back then were all made of wood.

The iron boat was very fast, and in less than a quarter of an hour, it stopped steadily on the shore.

The waiter on the bus quickly tied the thick iron chain to the boulder at the ferry while greeting the guests on the boat to disembark.

Wu Xiaotian, an old man in black, stepped forward and said to the waiter who was greeting the guests to disembark: "We've booked this trip. Pay double the boat fare and go tell your shopkeeper."

The waiter in short clothes laughed and said, "No problem, you don't need to tell the shopkeeper. When this customer finishes his order, you will be the first to invite him."

The smart guy also saw two carriages at the ferry. According to the rules of connecting the Tianhe River, whether it is a red carriage or a white carriage crossing the river, the price is double. This does not mean that the old man is being generous.

Wu Xiaotian nodded and said, "That's good."

Saiwu took some spiritual stones and handed them to the clerk in front of him. After thinking about it, he took two more and stuffed them into the clerk's hands. He smiled and said, "I'm afraid of trouble, you know."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Don't worry, no one will compete with you for this moment."

Seeing all this, Li Xiuyuan finally understood why Monk Buli was unwilling to fight with these people. It turned out that all such travelers had to charter a boat to cross the river.

It is estimated that no one is willing to rush to join in the fun.

Suddenly, Monk Buli frowned and whispered to Li Xiuyuan: "Look, murderous intent is coming."

Li Xiuyuan sighed and said softly: "I saw it."

"Er Wa, stay here and don't go out!" With a low voice, Monk Buli called out to Er Wa, who was about to walk out of the food shed and go to the ferry to greet the guests.

Cuihua was startled and quickly dragged Erwa in with one hand: "Listen to my little brother, we will not do business today."

The pedestrians on the ferry had not yet finished disembarking, when the sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance, and they all reached the ferry in just an instant.

I saw a man in a green shirt jump out immediately, with a gloomy face but a very soft voice, and said to Wu Xiaotian, an old man in black: "Where did the old gentleman come from, and where do you want to go?!"

Wu Xiaotian remained unmoved and quietly replied: "Come where you came from, and go where you left!"

Whoops, after the man in green clothes jumped off his horse, three more men in black jumped off their horses and blocked Wu Xiaotian and others at the ferry.

A man in a green shirt said, "I come from the lower reaches of the Tongtian River, which is called Zhenjiang Town. Have you ever been there, sir?"

The old man in black, Wu Xiaotian, frowned, looked at the visitor and said, "Aren't you chasing your life thousands of miles just to avenge Zhenjiang Lao Wu? Our people are also dead..."

Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting in the shed, sighed secretly and said in a low voice: "I thought it was a fight for crossing, but I didn't expect it was a life-and-death pursuit of a soul."

Buli sighed and said helplessly: "I owe you one more favor. You have to accompany me to Yinchuan City before you can leave me..."

After saying that, he turned around and looked in the direction of the ferry.

"Chen Xuanfeng from Tongtianhe Town in the Lower Western Regions led three brothers to come here to demand justice from the Seven Elders of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain."

Chen Xuanfeng, who was wearing a green shirt and was less than thirty years old, looked at Wu Xiaotian and said coldly.

With a bang, the merchants soliciting customers on the edge of the ferry, the pedestrians watching the excitement, and the guests who had just got off the ferry all headed towards the top of the ferry.

Could it be that this man in green shirt came with a crowd to seek revenge against the Seventh Elder of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain?

Wu Xiaotian waved to the woman in a red dress to hide behind him.

Then he said to Chen Xuanfeng: "I didn't plan to pursue the vendetta in the Jianghu. This time I just brought a few disciples out to practice, but I didn't expect that I would encounter such trouble."

Chen Xuanfeng took a step forward and said coldly: "Our brother died in the hands of your elders. The seventh elder must give us an explanation."

Wu Xiaotian sighed: "Suyun, you must remember from now on that the world is too dangerous and full of vicious people. If you have no choice but to take action against others in the future, you must not leave any trouble for yourself."

Wu Suyun, who was wearing a red dress, frowned slightly, bit her red lips, walked behind the old man, and nodded heavily.

Chen Xuanfeng shook his head and said: "I have to do this. If you are wandering around the world, either I will kill you or you will die by your sword, don't you think so?"

Wu Xiaotian was arrogant, and he unsheathed his sword with a clang, and quietly said to the other two male disciples: "Although I am a man from the mountains, I cannot tolerate my disciples being injured in your hands."
Chapter completed!