He left passionately, and he was intoxicated for a long time. He walked peacefully. He sank his corpse into the lake where the Weng family was. Fish and shrimps would feed on his corpse. He would blend with this lake water and protect Weng Qing's soul.

The Weng family started with the wedding and the funeral ended. Zhang Ying ran away in shame, and no one expected that Weng Qing would end with suicide.

After leaving the Weng family, Zhang Ying took a few days to adjust his mood. He has been full of affection since ancient times, but he can only see the flow of the Yangtze River in the sky.

As he flew along the way, Zhang Ying found that Xingzhou had a large population, but the monk temple was small. Maybe it was because the population in Xingzhou was relatively scattered. A few lotus fields and a lotus leaf might be a family. Then, after walking not far, there were another lotus leaf and a lotus field.

Small households can be said to be vividly reflected in Xingzhou. With the huge water network, there are thousands of such households, but they occupy a large area. The population is large but the population density is not large. This should be the best portrayal of Xingzhou.

There are no mountains here, and there is water at a glance.

Early this morning, Zhang Ying flew over a water area, and suddenly a smog of white mist rose on the water surface, blocking his way forward so hard that he couldn't see clearly. Zhang Ying looked at the strange fog and thought to himself: "This is the fog formed by the formation!"

How could there be a formation here? Zhang Ying looked around strangely and then began to try to break the formation.

After flying around like a headless fly with Chi Chao, Zhang Ying also understood what formation this was. This was just a simple white mist array, which did not have the effect of trapping people and killing enemies, but just made people get lost.

Since you know the root of this formation, Zhang Ying doesn't have to break the formation. Just walk according to the trend of the formation, so that you can come out of the formation.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zhang Ying to come out of the white fog, and then he saw a huge lotus leaf ship sailing in the middle of the white fog.

This is a very large lotus leaf ship! The average lotus leaf ship is only one meter long and only three feet wide. But the lotus leaf ship in front of you is probably hundreds of feet long, more than one hundred feet wide and dozens of feet high.

As he got closer, Zhang Ying saw a faint figure on the deck, the sound of silk and bamboo, and the sound of drinking and having fun.

Zhang Ying thought for a while, and jumped onto the deck with Chitag. In an instant, the fog dissipated in front of him, and more than a dozen people sat around drinking and having fun, and he just jumped to the center of the crowd.

After a moment of silence, someone suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha! There is a boat on the way here! I'm afraid it's not that the ship's supply is short."

The others laughed loudly after hearing this, and Zhang Ying frowned.

Chi Chao looked at the group of people with a expressionless face, and suddenly slapped the deck with a palm!

With a 'boom', a huge momentum exploded from the Red Tide, and the waves of air brought up made the people in front of you turn over.

"Big...big...big monster!" They were so scared that they were so scared that they even stuttered.

The huge momentum also alarmed others. Someone immediately ran out of the cabin and then complained secretly in his heart. Why did a great demon in the foundation-building stage rush onto the ship?

Since Chi Chao had made his debut, Zhang Ying didn't say anything. Chi Chao said in his unique voice of a young man: "Do I look like a tiger who escaped from the ticket?"

The monk in front of him was so scared that he was about to pee and woke up most of the wine. He shook his head after hearing this.

Chichao Tiger glared at her eyes and drank: "Stand like standing, sit like sitting, look at what you look like! Let me stand up and line up!"

Chi Chao roared, and the dozen or so people were trembling and quickly arranged in a row according to their height.

The man who came out of the cabin also rushed over and said, "Two..."

Before he could finish his words, Chi Chao glared at him and then glanced at the team. This man understood in seconds and immediately got into the team.

"Yeah! It's just like this." Chi Chao nodded in satisfaction, then lay down with his front paws crossed. He smelled the wine beside him and frowned.

"What is this?" Chi Chao asked casually. He also lifted the dried fruits and meat on one side, and curled his lips disdainfully.

"If you want to know, this is the fog moon issue." The person who came out of the cabin quickly replied.

Chi Chao slashed impatiently, and a nail suddenly popped out of his front paw. He turned his nails and said, "I know this is a ship, so it's useful."

Everyone looked at his dagger-like nails and swallowed.

It was still the one who ran out of the cabin, he seemed to be a staff member. He said with a thorn in his mouth: "The Mist Moon is a boat dedicated to serving practitioners. From time to time, banquets, transactions, auctions and exchanges are held on board. It stops every seven days and will eventually end the journey in Wanshou Mountain."

Hearing this, Zhang Ying finally spoke, "But the subjective Wanshou Mountain of Wuzhuangguan?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes, yes."

Zhang Ying smiled and said, "That's a coincidence. I'm going to Wanshou Mountain too. Why not follow your ship to move forward? How much is this ship?"

When the man heard this, he quickly smiled and said, "The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage take a boat, where do you need your ship gift."

Zhang Ying shook her head and said, "I still have to pay the money I should give, and I can't afford it."

The man waved his hand and said, "Sir, I misunderstood! I don't mean that, but the owner of this ship has an order. All the monks who boarded the ship are exempt from shipments, not just you."

So that's it. Zhang Ying nodded and said, "Then your boss is quite good at doing business."

The man smiled and said, "My boss is the seventh master of Wuzhuang Temple, Taoist Qingliu, and he has always been famous."

This Wuzhuang Temple is also interesting. The subjective members are foundation-building monks, and everyone is discussing their work. They naturally ranked according to their cultivation and before and after entry. The Qingliu Taoist ranks seventh, among the thirteen Taoist ranks among the Wuzhuang Temple. It is worth mentioning that the five Taoist cemeteries under Wuzhuang Temple are not subjective disciples. Although they can learn the universe, they belong to extra personnel. This is also one of the rules that Wuzhuang Temple is different from ordinary Taoist cemeteries.

Not long after, the man arranged a room for Zhang Ying. The room was on the top floor, so it looked like a garden, which took up a lot of land.

The man said to Zhang Ying, "Sir, please rest. You can keep it on and off the boat. Next door is our Captain Qingye, but he is drunk now and will come to visit you when he wakes up."

Zhang Ying nodded, feeling interesting in her heart. The captain was actually drunk!

The man nodded and bowed to leave, and Zhang Ying moved into the yard.

Looking out of the courtyard, the scenery outside the boat could be seen clearly, and it didn't look like it was blocked by heavy fog. This fog also blocked some ordinary people who had mistakenly entered it, and monks who knew a little bit of the array would not be fascinated.

Originally, Zhang Ying wanted to go to Wuzhuang Temple, but she was worried that the map was not real enough. Now that I can go there with a boat. I still save my worries.

Not long after, an old man with white beard knocked on the gate of the yard. The old man was a little interesting. His hair and beard were snow-white, as if he had just woken up, and his beard and hair were in a mess. He was holding a wine pot in his hand, and after knocking on the door, he raised the wine pot to Zhang Ying.

The gate here is only half a person tall, and the gate is just a decoration. Zhang Ying asked, "But Captain Qingye?"

The old man nodded and said, "It's Qingye. I heard from his subordinates that a foundation-building monster was on board and came here to take a look. I didn't expect that it was not a foundation-building monster, but two foundation-building monks, one man and one tiger."

Although the old man had no choice but to sleep, he had a good attitude. Zhang Ying led him into the courtyard. Captain Qingye raised his wine pot again and said, "How about a few drinks with me? This is the water chestnut wine I brewed myself, which I can't drink outside."

After hearing what he said, Zhang Ying was a little greedy and hurriedly went to set up tables, chairs and benches.

Soon, several servants carried the food box up and clothed the food on the table. Then Zhang Ying sat opposite Qingye.

"Fellow Daoist Hu over there, why not have a few drinks together?" Qingye called Chi Chao.

Chi Chao ignored him and lay in the room without wanting to move.

Zhang Ying smiled and said, "I don't have to pay attention to him, this child doesn't like drinking." Chi Chao was unhappy when he heard this. What does this child mean? Am I still young? An ordinary tiger has turned into ashes to my age!

He stood up indignation, then came to the table and sat down.

A tiger sat on a chair with its claws, flexibly picked up the wine glass, and said in the crisp voice of the boy: "Pour wine!"

Qingye was stunned, and Zhang Ying was stunned. The two looked at each other, and Qingye immediately filled Chichao's wine glass with wine.

"Drink!" shouted a tiger.

The water chestnut wine enters the throat and then the abdomen is like fire, and the anger immediately dissipates, turning into a warm current to nourish the body.

Qingye shook his head intoxicatedly and said, "This water chestnut wine was made of water chestnuts that I have picked for more than a hundred years and contain spiritual energy. The wine is full of spiritual energy and can nourish the body. However, you cannot drink too much, even monks in the Foundation Establishment stage will get drunk."

After he finished speaking, he saw Chi Chao having three drinks in a row, and his red tiger face turned even redder!

"It's delicious!" Chi Chao saw Qingye looking at him in surprise, and he said a little embarrassedly.

When a young tiger drinks, he doesn’t know how to control himself. If he drinks well, he will drink with a drink!

Not long after, the young Chichao fell to the ground and slept soundly with alcohol. Zhang Ying didn't care about him either, because he often lie on the ground to sleep.

He and Qingye slowly savored it and slowly understood the taste of water chestnut wine.

After three rounds of drinking, the two started chatting.

"Where did Brother Zhang come from?" Aoye asked.

"Northeast, my hometown is in the Northeast!" Zhang Ying smiled. Isn't Huju Temple in the Northeast? It's just that the northeast is very far away.

Qingye thought for a while, but he didn't think of any place. The monks in front of him were all in the foundation-building stage, and they were not cultivated by some small forces.

He asked again: "Why did Brother Zhang come here? Why did he get on my boat?"

Zhang Ying returned: "I plan to go to Wuzhuang Temple to learn about the universe. As for getting on your boat, it's fate. As I was flying, I saw a fog of white fog, so I came down to take a look, but I didn't expect to get into your boat."

"Does Brother Qingye know what conditions are required to learn about the universe in his sleeve?" Zhang Ying suddenly asked.
Chapter completed!