Chaonan City hadn't fully woken up yet, and countless smoke billows rose from the kitchen. One could imagine how bustling and lively this city would be during the day.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue stood side by side on the bank, their hats had already been thrown away.
When they were walking at night before, they realized that because they were walking too fast and the wind was strong, the hats were easily blown away.
At this time, they covered their entire head and face with two gray cloth scarves, looking a bit like those ascetic medical monks in Guocheng Temple in the north.
The turbid river is indeed very muddy, the water is extremely violent, and there are turbulent currents and eddies everywhere in the river. It looks extremely dangerous, and who knows what monsters are hidden in it
Many years ago, people on both sides of the strait did not dare to cross the river by boat, which meant that the traffic was cut off. Until the founding of Qingshan Sect, the founder of the sect ordered the disciples of Xilai Peak to move earth and rocks here, build a bridge, and use sword arrays to move the earth and rocks. Hidden in the middle to suppress the monsters, this is the fundamental solution to the problem.
Because the Zhuohe River is too wide, the middle of this circular arch bridge is also extremely high, especially when the clouds and mists rise, when viewed from both sides of the river, the bridge seems to be going to the sky, which is extremely magnificent, so there is a bridge. The name of Tianqiao has nothing to do with the name of Chaotian Continent.
Standing on the shore and looking at this incomparably magnificent high bridge, Jing Jiu felt a little strange.
Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, the words of the sages really make sense.
When he was very young, he had already read ten thousand volumes of books, and later he traveled to many places with his sword. But back then, he devoted all his time and energy to practicing the Tao, so he had visited too few places. There are not many scenery here, and even if you travel, you fly at high altitude, and you don't have the feeling you have now.
At that time, he flew the highest, overlooking the earth, and all the scenery was a flat painting in his eyes.
Now he is no longer so tall, and it is inconvenient to look up to see the scenery, but the painting is more three-dimensional and more vivid.
"I haven't finished my homework today."
Zhao Layue stood with him on the edge of the cliff for a while, feeling that a lot of time was wasted, so she sounded a reminder.
Looking at her, Jing Jiu seemed to see himself back then, and said with a smile, "Let's go."
Of course there is nothing wrong with being dedicated to the Tao, whether it is him back then or her now.
It's just that compared with the him back then, he now has the qualifications and the leisure to see the scenery that he missed.
It's just that the acquisition of this qualification still makes him feel unhappy, even painful, every time he thinks about it.
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The Tongtian Bridge is very old, and there are cracks everywhere on the road. In some places, there are even holes the size of half a fist. You can see the water below. It looks scary, but you can feel the real ground coming from your feet. As strong as it is, coupled with the hidden breath of the sword array, Jing Jiu believes that even if it is hit by wind and rain for thousands of years, this seemingly dilapidated stone bridge will not have any problems, even if all the rivers in the muddy water Even if the monsters come to attack collectively, they can't shake the bridge at all.
The more you go to the middle of the river, the higher the bridge deck is, and gradually it is more than a hundred feet away from the water surface, and the place you can see is getting farther and farther.
Zhao Layue pointed to a white cliff upstream and said, "That hole was made by the ghost-eyed dace."
Jing Jiu is very aware of this monster. The ghost-eyed dace is a particularly cruel and terrifying monster. Layers of gauze.
The problem is that shortly after the ghost-eyed dace started to do evil in the muddy water, it alarmed the Qingshan sect, and was already killed by the previous generation of Liangwang peak disciples. He remembered that the young Lei Poyun had participated in After this battle, why did this monster come back to life after so many years
However, there has always been a saying that the big monsters in the muddy water all swim backwards from the West Sea. As for before the West Sea, those big monsters may come from one of the three major whirlpools, the front line of sea and sky. There have always been rumors that the depths of the hanging waterfall on the sea-sky line can directly lead to the underworld.
In this way, these big monsters are most likely driven by the underworld, so it is normal for a batch to appear every tens or hundreds of years.
Jing Jiu has never been to the underworld, so he doesn't know whether these inferences are true or not. He thinks that if he has a chance in the future, he will go to that continent to ask his friends.
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There is a nine-story building in the west of Chaonan City. The exterior wall is gray. It is very inconspicuous, but it is a very famous place.
This is the largest auction house in Nanhe Prefecture - Baoshuju.
In the early morning, two people with gray cloths covering their heads and faces appeared in front of the gray wall of Baoshuju. They looked a little strange and attracted some attention.
Several sword lights streaked across the sky in the distance, and a warning signal could be faintly heard.
Jing Jiu said, "Sure enough, it's not right."
Not long ago, Zhao Layue directly led him to break in from the west city wall with his sword, which naturally alarmed the officials of Chaonan City and the ascetics.
Zhao Layue glanced at him and said, "Do we have to wait until dark? We don't have so much time."
Jing Jiu thought to himself, what should I do then? Seeing that the ascetics in Chaonan City have already chased after them with their swords, do they want to show their identities
When he was traveling with the sword back then, he rarely stayed in the city. The few times he went to Chaoge City, he was received by the emperor. How could he encounter such a thing.
"Just go in."
Zhao Layue took him to Baoshujuli.
"What is this place?"
"The owner of the auction house is a mortal, but the background is very strong. No one in Chaonan City dares to offend him."
Jing Jiu asked, "His background?"
Zhao Layue said, "It's us."
It was only then that Jing Jiu realized that this auction house was actually a peripheral property of the Qingshan Sect.
Through the hidden door on the gray wall, the two entered Baoshuju.
The steward who received them was about forty years old, with a pair of very thin beards and very bright eyes. He looked like a mouse, but he didn't feel treacherous.
The steward looked at the two who covered their heads and faces with a gray cloth, and said with a smile, "Can you bother me to show your face?"
Zhao Layue said, "No."
The steward didn't insist, and pointed to the direction outside the building with a smile and said, "Those flying swords?"
Zhao Layue said, "That's right, they came to see us."
"Then you should be clear about the rules. Baoshuju can only guarantee the safety of the guests in the building. If you leave, we won't take care of it."
The steward looked at her and smiled and said, "Of course, the first thing to be sure is whether you are our guest."
It is very simple to become a customer of Baoshuju, but it can also be said to be very difficult.
The reason why it is simple is because you only need to pay a sum of wealth in exchange for a wooden card of Baoshuju.
With this wooden sign, anyone can bid for the treasures in the building, and Baoshuju will charge 20% of the fee.
As for the difficulty, it is because the figure of this wealth is unimaginable for ordinary people, and even some practitioners may not be able to show it.
With the experience in the inn, Zhao Layue looked directly at Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu thought for a while, then took out a large handful of gold leaves and put them in front of the steward.
This pile of gold leaves is enough to buy a large house in Chaonan City.
The steward showed a slightly mocking look.