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Lu Ping stood at the bow of the boat, beside him was a fat young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, but the young man's fat body was pressed with a small head, a pair of small eyes shining, dripping to look around, two thin but long mustaches stretched outward, shaking and shaking so funny.
"Boss, do you think this river will be Yinghe?"
The bearded young man stood behind Lu Ping and asked with a smile.
"It's possible, I think there will be villagers along the way to this river, and when the time comes, the Yingtian Sect was famous back then, 'Yinghe passed around the Tianshan Mountains, so it was called Yingtian Sect', and I think it should be quite famous!"
As soon as Lu Ping's words fell, bursts of fishing songs came from the upper reaches of the river, and the fishing songs were loud and tactful, but it could be heard that the singer should still be a young man.
Lu Ping and Dabao followed the reputation, and after a while, they saw a young man who looked like he was about fourteen or fifteen years old holding a long pole and holding a small boat slowly descending from upstream, and the fishing song was sung by this young man.
The young man who was holding the boat saw that the boat under Lu Ping and Dabao's feet was not rowed but could drift upstream on its own, but his face did not look surprised, but he asked loudly: "Are you two immortals who came to see the relics of the Yingtian Sect? Why don't you take my small boat to go, familiar with the road, but the light boat is slow, and the two immortals can also enjoy the scenery on both sides of the river!"
Lu Ping felt that this young man was also bold, an ordinary mortal boy saw the monk's face but did not have the slightest fear, but dared to invite him to board the ship.
However, after hearing this young man's mouthful, he decided that the two of them were looking for the Yingtian ruins, and it seemed that the young man was very familiar with the location of the Yingtian ruins, so he smiled and asked: "You young man is also funny, the speed of the boat under my feet is up to people, and I can't see the scenery on both sides of the strait, why do I want to support your slow boat?"
Seeing that it was Lu Ping asking, he knew that Lu Ping was the one who made the decision, so he bowed and said: "Immortals also have mortal feelings, the scenery on both sides of the Ying River is beautiful, if you take a junior boat, the immortal is a little less eager, but a little more leisurely. Moreover, the juniors know the Yinghe River well and are very familiar with the Yingtian ruins, so they can be said to be familiar with the way!"
When Lu Ping looked over, he saw that although the young man was talking calmly, there was expectation in his eyes, so he smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm going to go to the Yingtian Ruins to pay my respects this time, since you know the way, then take your boat!"
Dabao stepped forward with some concern and said: "Boss, today is already the eighth day, and the ancestors of the various factions in the Beihai have now arrived in Middle-earth, and time is running out, but why do you want to take this young man's boat? If this young man really knew about the Yingtian ruins, he would have flown away with him directly. Besides, I see that this young man's eyes are not pure, I'm afraid he has other plans!"
Lu Ping smiled and said nothing, Dabao knew that Lu Ping had already made up his mind, so he stepped back and stopped talking.
As soon as the young man heard that Lu Ping had agreed, his face suddenly became a little more excited, and he quickly leaned the boat over, Lu Ping and Dabao walked directly to the boat, but there was no turmoil in the boat.
"The two immortals are doing well, the junior is sailing!"
The young man cleverly turned the boat over in the water, propped the pole down, and the boat suddenly moved forward.
Dabao glanced at the young man in surprise and said, "How old is this kid this year, so strong!"
The young man seemed to have become accustomed to ordinary people asking like this, and said with a smile: "The junior is already twelve this year, but he has been strong since he was a child, and he is tall, so most people think that the junior is already fourteen or fifteen years old."
"Is it born with divine power?"
Dabao smiled and asked again: "You just said that this river is Yinghe, and you guessed that what we were going to see was the Yingtian ruins.
The young man was really full of strength, and he changed his boat and walked slowly against the current, and replied unhurriedly: "The Yinghe River surrounds the Tianshan Mountains, so there is the Yingtian Sect, and the Yingtian Sect's sect is on that mountain, and now it is already in ruins.
Dabao "hummed" twice and said: "What kind of admiration for relics, it is true that you come to hunt for treasures."
But then he thought that he and the others were also coming for the Yingtian Sect's hidden dojo in the void this time, and they couldn't help but blush, but the big treasure skin was thick, and the blushness flashed away in just a moment, so they opened their mouths and continued to ask: "Have you seen the Yingtian ruins?"
The young man curled his lips and said, "How can I not see it, but the younger generation of ordinary people and ordinary people only see a piece of broken bricks, and I wonder why when all the immortals come to pay their respects to this relic, they always have to look for it very seriously, and even rummage through it, but they make the ruins even more tattered, as if they are looking for something."
"You haven't gone in to rummage through it?"
"No, the ruins on the mountain that day were occupied by the immortals of the three immortal gates of the Yinghe Sect, the Yingshan Sect, and the Daoyu Sect.
"Yinghe Sect? Yingshan faction? Dao Yu Sect? What kind of sect is this, is it very powerful, and there is an extremely Dharma Ancestor in the sect?"
When Dabao heard that things were a little unexpected, he asked questions one after another, but saw that the young man looked dazed, obviously not knowing what Dabao was asking, but he still said: ".
Lu Ping asked on the side: "Did all the monks who were sent to go up the mountain with spirit stones?"
The young man shook his head and said, "No, the juniors don't know how they disappeared, I think they used immortal techniques to avoid the immortals guarding the Tianshan Mountains."
"Boss, it seems that the monks of the three factions who came to guard the ruins of Yingtian are not people with advanced cultivation, and I am afraid that the ruins have not been forcibly occupied by the three factions with formations and other things."
Dabao thought for a while and said.
Lu Ping nodded and said, "This is normal, not to mention the strength of these three sects, if these three sects really surround the entire Yingtian Sect ruins with formations, and no one is allowed to enter and exit at will, they will inevitably commit public anger, so the monks sent by these three sects are definitely not high-level cultivation, if they encounter a monk with a low cultivation level, they will collect some spirit stones, but the monks with advanced cultivation do not talk about those spirit stones in their eyes, even if they are unwilling to give them, they will directly sneak into them, I think the monks of these three sects are just turning a blind eye."
At this moment, the voice of the young man who was on the boat on the side rang out, with a hint of embarrassment, and said: "Two immortals, the juniors sent you over, I wonder if you two can give the juniors one or two spirit stones as reward?"
Dabao said a little unhappily: "You are a mortal boy, what use is it to have that spirit stone? I have a piece of gold here, and I will give it to you when I arrive at the Tianshan Mountains, which is enough for you to live a comfortable life for a year without having to walk on this Yinghe River."
The young man heard Dabao say this, and quickly waved his hand and said: "Immortal calm your anger, the juniors are not greedy, just because my mother is sick in bed, the doctors in these ten miles and eight townships have not been able to cure my mother's illness, the doctors said that this kind of disease may only be cured by the immortals of the Yinghe Sect, and if you want to invite the immortals of the Yinghe Sect to treat your mother, you must have a spirit stone."
Dabao glanced at Lu Ping, seeing that he didn't care about these things, so he waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, okay, you are lucky today, one or two spirit stones are not at ease in my eyes, you just row your boat, when you get to the ground, I will give you two spirit stones."
The young man was overjoyed, thanked him for his kindness, and the long pole in his hand was even more vigorous, and although the boat was sailing against the current, the speed was really not slow.
After an hour, the young man's strength was still not exhausted, but his face looked red and his breathing became a little shorter.
Although the Ying River runs through the mountains, the river road for dozens of miles is not turbulent, and the terrain on both sides of the river seems to have entered a basin, but a twelve-year-old boy can support a three-person boat upstream for such a long time, even Lu Ping feels a little incredible.
From the perspective of Dabao and Lu Ping, it was natural to see at a glance that the young man had not opened his bloodline, and there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations in his body.
Dabao saw the curiosity on Lu Ping's face, so he asked: "Boy, where is your home, what is your name, and who else is in the family?"
The young man sweated, took a breath, and said: "Returning to the immortal, the junior's surname is Du, and his home is in Dujia Village, on the edge of the Yinghe River, and there is only one mother in the family.
Dabao touched his long beard, this action was very funny in Du Jialuo's eyes, and he couldn't help but smile when he looked at Dabao on his face.
Dabao didn't take it seriously, but asked again: "Brother Du, you just said that your mother's illness can only be treated by the monks of the Yinghe Sect, and you think that your existence is under the jurisdiction of the Yinghe Sect, so didn't the monks of the Yinghe Sect come to your village to open the bloodline for you children?"
Hearing Dabao's question, Du Jialuo, who had been smiling, obviously looked much more lonely, and said: "How could it be, it's a pity that the juniors didn't succeed in opening it, according to the immortals of the Yinghe Sect, the juniors were because their bodies were too strong, they closed their bloodline spirituality and could not open the bloodline, but there were only twenty or thirty children in our village at that time, and only two people were able to open their bloodlines and enter the Yinghe Immortal Sect to become immortals."
Dabao forgot about Lu Ping, saw Lu Ping's casual expression, and said in a low voice: "That's right!"