Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 300 [The School of Xingqing Mansion]

  When the bamboo raft reached the Dongxu River, there were already many boats on both sides.

Some boats set sail to take advantage of the water, light draft and shallow water, fast and fast, as if gliding on the river; some boats obviously carried a lot of cargo, the water level was very close to the ship's side, and moved slowly on the water surface; There are even small pavilions and pavilions built on it, and rich people in Chinese clothes are chic and comfortable inside; some even rely on oars and long wormwood to move forward and cast nets to catch fish under the scorching sun in order to make a living.

  Only Fang Chang walked on the river leisurely, stepping on the extremely simple bamboo raft, speeding up and down at will.

  The clouds in the sky are like herds of horses, running non-stop, and the sun and moon are slowly rising and setting.

  The moonlight sprinkled on the river like mercury, and was shattered by the waves blown by the wind, and the stars shone on the river. Fang Chang gently supported Chang Hao, then put it down, and then sat cross-legged on the bamboo raft, waiting quietly.

  When the moon is bright, the stars in the sky will appear dim and difficult to be seen. But for Fang Chang, whose eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary people, when he looked up, the sky was still full of stars.

   Even, as long as he wants, even in the daytime, he can look up and see the starry sky.

   But watching the sky is still only possible at night, perhaps due to some strange restrictions.

  Fang Chang didn't have the heart to explore these things, nor did he study astronomical phenomena.

  He took out the miscellaneous books he bought on the road from the package behind his back, and read them comfortably by the moonlight.

   Not far away, a different wave suddenly appeared on the surface of the river.

   There is a huge tortoise, half body protruding from the water, looking this way. After confirming the person on the bamboo raft, the tortoise clumsily stretched its two front paws to the longest position, brought them together, and greeted the front.

  Fang Chang had discovered it a long time ago. Seeing the behavior of the other party, he put down the scroll in his hand and waved: "Long time no see."

  Then the bamboo raft continued to drift downstream, and the old turtle also submerged in the water again.

   This is the thousand-year-old tortoise that Fang Chang met when he went ashore at night when he passed by the Dongxu River last time, named Guiyuan. At that time, he mourned that his cultivation base was stuck at the Transformation Gate, and it was difficult to advance an inch, so he was crying by the river.

  After seeing Fang Chang, Lao Gui once asked him when he would be able to transform into a human. But after Fang Chang made calculations, he found that there was no hope for him in a hundred years, which made the old turtle feel gloomy.

  Looking at this now, at least spiritually, the old turtle has come out.

  ………

  In Xingqing Prefecture, the river that bamboo rafts run on is called Qingjiang.

  This place is already very close to Yunzhong Mountain, and the scenery is similar to Ninghe Mansion, but Fang Chang looks quite familiar.

  It is not the first time that Fang Chang, the wharf who went ashore, came ashore. He once hired a boat to go down the river, and he also disembarked from here, and then went to Xingqingfu City, and then returned to the mountain through Huaifeng Mansion. Now, he's ready to go down that road again.

  There are a lot of aquatic products near the pier, and they are also very fresh. Fang Chang found a restaurant, recalled the menu he ordered here, and chose a table of completely different meals. Of course, the main ingredients of these dishes are still all kinds of fish.

  Here is Shijindu, which is an important place for transportation, people come and go, goods are abundant and the economy is active.

  Because there are enough people to support, the scale and prosperity here are even better than Xingqing Fucheng. Just because of the delay in reporting the application, the pier is still only classified as a town, without city walls to defend it.

   Fang Chang didn’t waste the bamboo rafts when he came here. After he dismantled them, he sold them to the bamboo and wood merchants on the pier and got some income.

  Amid the bursts of hawking, he bought a piece of jujube rice cake. Fang Chang grabbed the lotus leaf wrapped in the cake and walked northeast across Shijindu, which was in the direction of Fucheng, Xingqing Prefecture. Fang Chang is still very familiar with Xingqing Mansion. He has passed by many times and still has many acquaintances there.

   Looking up, he found that there was a ray of spiritual light lingering above Xingqing Mansion.

  It was not caused by practitioners or even gods, but by the people of Xingqing Mansion, who were blessed by heaven and earth.

  Fang Chang gnawed on the rice cake, thinking to himself:

  With this blessing, it seems that this catastrophe will have little impact on Xingqing Mansion. For the people of Xingqing Mansion, this is really a good thing.

   It is dozens of miles from here to Xingqing Mansion.

  The last time I walked from Shijindu to Xingqing Mansion, Fang Chang did not take a carriage, but walked slowly with his own feet, enjoying the local customs and customs on both sides while playing casually, and ended up walking dozens of miles for more than half a month.

   Now, Fang Chang hastened his pace, but he only walked for two hours for tens of miles.

  The scenery along the way, although there have been a lot of changes from the last time I passed by, and the seasons are also very different, but I can vaguely see the previous appearance.

   It seems that thanks to the strong government power here, and the several people-friendly officials are all doing practical things, so the well-planned Xingqing Prefecture City has been repaired all year round, and special funds have been allocated for use.

   "One entry fee."

  Autumn is a bit cold, and it is not noon now, so the soldiers at the gate of the city held their spears and found the foot of the wall next to the gate where the sun could be exposed to the sun.

  Fang Chang nodded, took out a coin from his waist, threw it into the big rattan basket next to the opponent, and then slowly moved into the city with the team entering the city.

  The street facing the west gate is very busy.

  There was a relatively detailed plan when the city was built on both sides here, but most of the reserved land has been used, and they have been turned into shops, restaurants, and several workshops.

  Chang Fang is going to a tavern not far away to add a little sorghum wine to the gourd around his waist as a routine, and then go to the two Mr. Jian to see how their schools are doing. According to Fang Chang's judgment, the aura above Xingqing Mansion was caused by their school.

  Relying on the mine at home, Fang Chang took out the silver money to find a place to exchange it into copper plates, then bought a load of paper, picked it up, and walked towards the school.

  The scale of the school expanded very quickly. As soon as Fang Chang entered the city, he heard the sound of reading loudly inside by relying on his ears.

  It’s just the doorman at the gate of the courtyard. It seems that he doesn’t know Fang Chang, and he can’t connect the man in the rumors with the man in white with the sword in front of him. All he cares about is guarding the door and not disappointing the treatment.

  Finally, Mi Mancang was passing by and found Fang Chang.

  He walked a few steps to the doorman and said in a low voice: "Please let him in. This is Mr. Jane's distinguished guest. He was present when this school was founded."

  The doorman still copied it and put Fang Chang in.

  However, the opponent still kept his eyes on the hilt and scabbard behind Fang Chang, and walked back and forth several times before giving up. No matter how you say it, it is a bit inappropriate to enter such a dangerous place with such a dangerous sharp blade on your back.

   It was Fang Chang who noticed the sight of the doorman behind him.

  He smiled, took off the Lingquan sword and put it on the table in front of the other party, and then followed Mi Mancang in.

  (end of this chapter)