Unexpectedly, Guan Hai didn't bother to talk to Yu Xian at all, which made Yu Xian confused about what he had done wrong.
In the next few days, the two people wandered around in the forest and had almost no communication.
From time to time they picked up some mushrooms and wild fruits to satisfy their hunger, and both of them tacitly agreed not to mention the wooden box again.
Yu Xian repeatedly looked through the bamboo slips left to him by Chongxuanzi.
The wood attribute technique practiced by Chong Xuanzi is called "Spring brings forth all things into being".
If you practice it to a high level, you can indeed develop a breath that brings you vitality, and you can even control your vitality.
Although the autumn mood was chilling at this time and there was no good wood material to use as an introduction, Yu Xian had no other choice.
He found a piece of bamboo that was still green and green, and practiced the "spring brings forth all things" technique.
Although the conditions are harsh and the mana is slow to enter, at least the meager amount of energy can make the body less hungry.
As for the matter of cultivation, we can only wait until next spring when all things come into being.
Yu Xian used the knowledge of later generations to make a judgment. Although they were lost, the two of them were walking roughly in the northeast direction.
This is good news, at least that direction is plain.
As long as you can find people, you can find a way to survive.
On this day, Guan Hai sniffed and walked straight to the left.
Naturally, Yu Xian stumbled behind him. After half a cup of tea, he saw a wide river flowing slowly.
Guan Hai was overjoyed and drank a few sips happily, then jumped directly into the river and started washing himself.
Yu Xian had no choice but to walk a few steps upstream.
Just as he was about to squat down to get water, Guan Hai had already finished washing, and deliberately made things difficult for him, "What are you waiting for! Why don't you leave quickly!"
Yu Xian's throat was so dry that he wanted to smoke, but he didn't dare to take risks. He could only wait for the monster to calm down.
Just as the two were about to leave, Yu Xian suddenly felt something in his heart, and his face lit up with joy, "Hey! I have a good idea!"
Although Guan Hai hated Yu Xian, he was not very intelligent and listened to Yu Xian's advice all the way.
After hearing what Yu Xian said, he immediately said impatiently, "If you fart, hurry up!"
Yu Xian quickly suggested, "This river meanders to the southeast and will definitely flow into the plains. Where there are rivers, there are probably towns. We don't have to dig around in the mountains, we can go directly down the river!"
Yu Xian's suggestion is very reliable.
Many towns in the late Han Dynasty were built on the nodes of rivers, and abundant water sources were of great significance.
"Why should I go to town?" Guan Hai looked disgusted.
Yu Xian's eyebrows danced with joy, "If we want to revive our Yellow Turban Army, of course we have to go to the towns!"
"Revival of the Yellow Turban Army?!"
Guan Hai's face immediately turned cloudy and his eyes shone brightly, "Please tell me quickly."
Even though Yu Xian was dissatisfied with Guan Hai, he had to raise his thumbs and praise him, "What a loyal pig. The great sage and good teacher really saw the right person!"
"of course!"
Guan Hai patted his strong chest as a matter of course.
Yu Xian brainwashed Guan Hai and said, "To revive the Yellow Turban Army, what do you think is the most important thing?"
Guan Hai thought for a while and said, "You said before, it's faith?"
"No, no, I'll say it again."
Yu Xian quickly changed his tune.
"Can we say this again?" Guan Hai looked at Yu Xian questioningly, a little angry.
Yu Xian said confidently, "Don't worry, you will think it makes sense as soon as I tell you."
If you can't even handle a pig, then Yu Xian shouldn't mess around.
Guan Hai said unhappily, "Then don't talk nonsense, I also have judgment!"
Yu Xian stretched out his two fingers and rubbed them together, "The most important thing for reviving the Yellow Turban Army is money! As long as you have enough money, you can recruit enough soldiers and horses, buy enough food, and rescue enough poor people! Even us
You can also get enough training resources!"
When Guan Hai heard this, he thought it was reasonable. He nodded repeatedly, "Then what should we do?"
Yu Xian's eyes were shining as he looked down the river.
"I have a big plan to raise money!"
"Financing?" Guan Hai was stunned.
"right!"
Yu Xian couldn't wait to take out the things he had prepared long ago.
Guan Hai stared at a large banner in front of him, "We sincerely seek cooperation in searching for the secret treasure of the Yellow Turban."
There is also a line of small words next to it, "Everyone sends it together!"
Guan Hai had a dark look on his face, "What the hell is this mess?"
This banner is made of Guan Hai's torn blue shirt and painted with carbon black.
It looks shoddy.
Yu Xian, however, looked matter-of-fact, "Am I the heir to Taiping Dao now?"
"No, that's right." Guan Hai scratched his head, and there was no problem with this statement.
"Then you call me young master."
"Hey! You have something!"
"You will play the role of Guan Hai, the Yellow Turban warrior, and I will create a treasure map later."
"Damn, I'm just in charge of Hai."
"If you are Guan Hai, we will be arrested when we enter the city. You are fake. Remember, you are fake Guan Hai."
What the hell!
Guan Hai scratched his head vigorously.
Yu Xian was too lazy to talk to Guan Hai anymore, "Let's go to the city first, and when you see the real money, you will be convinced!"
"Yeah." Guan Hai responded dully, which was a good look to Yu Xian.
After all, Yu Xian is also worried about the Yellow Turban Army now.
Guan Hai looked around and knocked down a few suitable trees.
Yu Xian went to find canes, and the two of them worked together to tie up a raft.
Guan Hai jumped up unceremoniously, occupied the middle, rolled a few times, and simply transformed into his original shape, basking comfortably in the sun.
Yu Xian had no choice but to sit next to him.
Perhaps it was because Guan Hai's aura of spirits was too strong. As he drifted along the river, no water monsters or fish monsters came to cause trouble.
The two of them had been close to people these days. After drifting for half a day, they saw fishermen fishing on the water here and there.
When almost everyone saw Guan Hai, they exclaimed loudly, "What a big pig!"
Guan Hai didn't care at first, but later he saw that the crowd was getting denser, so he had to turn into a naked human form again.
The people I met were even more shocked, "Who is this? Why are you so shameless!"
The two of them drifted along the river and met a boatman approaching. After asking a few questions, they found out that the river turned out to be Fushui, and half a day's walk ahead was the town of Fuxian County.
Yu Xian and Guan Hai were both overjoyed.
Not long after we walked again, it got dark.
Guan Hai was bored for a while and still fell asleep, but Yu Xian didn't feel sleepy at all. He sat cross-legged on the head of the raft and looked at the starry sky twinkling like gems with great interest.
At the same time, there was also a person in the Fuxian Guanyi who was looking at the celestial phenomena.
After deliberately searching, I happened to find a lively fresh air coming from the west. I couldn't help but smile and said, "It's good to come."
Then he didn't put on his armor, held the gourd of fame in his hand, and went straight to meet him on the Fulishui River.