Chapter 309 Save the common people, are you willing?
Outside Linshui City, deep in the Canglan River.
Zhao Mu, in a state of nothingness, lay quietly in the gel-like river water.
In his sea of consciousness, a green lotus rotated quietly in the void.
Suddenly, another petal fell, turning into infinite vitality and pouring out of the sea of consciousness, flowing through every inch of flesh and blood in the body.
Time goes back and time goes back.
The gray-haired Zhao Mu began to grow in reverse.
The wrinkles on his face were slowly smoothed out, and his skin became young and elastic.
The slightly bent back slowly became straight, the chest was raised, and the muscles became full of strong strength.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Mu changed from an old man to a handsome young man again.
"The fourth generation is, time passes so fast."
Zhao Mu slowly opened his eyes.
A sword light cleaves the stagnant river water, and he jumps onto the surface of the river.
At this time, there were many people on the river, as if they were tourists coming from all over the world, watching the ships set on the river.
Zhao Mu is still in a state of nothingness at this moment, so no one can see him.
"It's another ten years. I don't know where the Black Dragon has moved now. It seems that I should go to the source of the Canglan River."
He shook his head and walked step by step towards the riverside.
As he walked past an unnoticed shadow, his figure suddenly appeared and he walked towards Linshui City as if nothing had happened.
From beginning to end, no one noticed his appearance.
At Liu Ji Tavern, the waiter greeted the guests warmly.
The new shopkeeper Liu Quan stood behind the counter and checked out for the guests who were about to leave.
Suddenly, a young figure walked to the counter: "Shopkeeper, give me three pots of wine, I'm going to take it away."
"Okay, please wait."
Liu Quan glanced at Zhao Mu and did not recognize this former old customer.
He told the waiter to go and get a drink.
Zhao Mu suddenly smelled a smell of medicine, and it seemed that he still made it according to the prescription he had prescribed for the shopkeeper Liu.
The medicinal smell came from Liu Quan, and he also smelled the faint fragrance of powder from Liu Quan's body.
The fragrance obviously did not come from a woman, but was left by many women.
Zhao Mu smiled slightly: "Shopkeeper, are you feeling uncomfortable? You have such a strong smell of medicine."
“Is there any?”
Liu Quan was stunned, and quickly smelled the body, and said with a smirk: "Haha, it's nothing. I just did heavy work last night and accidentally flicked my waist, so I took some medicine."
"Then your medicine is useful enough. You recovered in one night as if it was fine."
"That's right, this medicine is a hermit master who left it for my father. It not only nourishes the body, but also prolongs life. Night fights... Well, that's your wine, please take it."
Liu Quan was excited and almost said that he was bald.
Just so happened that the waiter came over with three pots of wine, so he quickly covered up his embarrassment.
"hehe!"
Zhao Mu took the wine pot: "Shopkeeper, I came to Linshui City ten years ago. I heard that the best brothel in our city is Baihuafang. Is it still the same now?"
"Of course, do you want to go and have a look?"
"No need, the shopkeeper, young people should be restrained. That medicine is not omnipotent. You have to fight every night every day, and it will be useless no matter how much medicine you take."
Zhao Mu chuckled, turned around and left the tavern.
The waiter came up and said, "Shopkeeper, did you go to Baihua Pavilion again yesterday?"
"Go and go, what are you talking about? When did this shopkeeper go to that kind of place?" Liu Quan looked embarrassed.
"You smell the smell of powder on your body and you're almost smothering me to death."
"I have to remind you that my wife is coming back from her parents' home tonight. Don't be smelled by her, otherwise you will have to chase you all over the street with a kitchen knife."
"Oh my goodness, why did you forget this? You stare at it first. I have to go take a shower and change my clothes quickly. That tigress is really good at killing people!"
Liu Quan jumped to the backyard like a cat with his tail stepped on.
The waiter looked calm, he was no longer surprised by this scene.
After Zhao Mu left Linshui City, he once again ran the upper part of the "Great Dream Heart Sutra" and the "Floating Life Like Dream Heart Sutra" to transform himself into nothingness.
Now that his cultivation level has been greatly improved, he no longer has to be limited to being in place after he becomes nothing, but he is able to move around while exercising his skills, but his movement speed is very slow.
But this is pretty good.
Anyway, he was not in a hurry, it was like walking and practicing in seclusion.
Moreover, being in nothingness can prevent the turtle spirit and black dragon from being aware of their existence, killing two birds with one stone.
Zhao Mu walked along the Canglan River and headed to the westward source.
In ten years, he left or stopped, and saw all the worlds and various things in the world.
As Manager Liu once said, the sudden change in Canglan River did have a huge impact on the people along the coast at the beginning.
But today, Zi Shengming and the administration is clear and clear, it cannot be said that there are no corrupt officials, but at least most officials still dare not ignore the lives and death of the people.
Therefore, with the help of the court, most of the people along the Canglan River have found new livelihoods and returned to normal life.
In fact, there are still a large number of people who rely on the Canglan River to make their living.
Indeed, the stagnant Canglan River can no longer be transported by fishing, but the ships fixed on the river have become a wonderful scenery of the Great Jin Dynasty.
Every day, a large number of tourists come to the Canglan River to watch every day, which leads to a lot of money-making business.
Some people opened inns;
Some have started selling souvenirs;
There are even some people who specialize in making business trips similar to those in later generations.
Zhao Mu remembers that when Zhou Yuniang was a child, she also talked about some modern things when she told stories to the other party.
It seems that Zhou Yuniang has not forgotten it, and she was even inspired to guide the people to put all those things into practice.
But on the other hand, the tenacity of the people can also be seen.
Mortals do not have the means to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and their individual strength is far inferior to those of immortal cultivators.
But when faced with great changes, they can always find a way to live a tenacious life and pass on the inheritance from generation to generation.
Ten years later.
Zhao Mu finally approached the Canglan Mountains.
Looking up, you can see a huge mountain range, half of which is covered by clouds.
And among the clouds and mist, a small river that seemed to flow from the nine heavens flowed windingly to Zhao Mu's feet, and then flowed all the way to the east, gradually forming the magnificent Canglan River.
After walking here, Zhao Mu could clearly feel that there was a terrible sense of oppression in the world.
He knew that the black dragon should be nearby and was moving forward slowly.
And that terrible sense of oppression should be caused by the black dragon pulling the country's destiny and the two sides fight each other.
This sense of oppression was too huge, and it had even affected Zhao Mu's perception, making it impossible for him to sense the specific location of the black dragon.
Suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from the front of the left.
Zhao Mu looked up and saw that it was a cavalry of more than a hundred people, guarding a luxurious carriage, approaching the Canglan River.
When the curtain was lifted, three maids walked down from the carriage.
The maid walking in the middle was holding a small turtle as big as a fist in her slender hands, which was a turtle spirit.
The maid on the left held an umbrella to protect the turtle spirit from the sun.
The maid on the right held a plate of grapes and picked one from time to time and fed it into the mouth of the turtle spirit.
Zhao Mu was so amused and laughed: "This turtle grandson really can enjoy it."