Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 57: There are boats, water and widows

Is bamboo rafting a safe way to travel?

Han Yu’s point of view is safety. Hundreds of years ago, our ancestors first used bamboo rafts for travel. Hundreds of years later, bamboo rafts could also be used for daily water travel.

“This has been proven over hundreds of years.”

Han Yu's argument was well-reasoned and clearly organized.

But the little spirit was not convinced, and its only question and rebuttal was, "So what are you doing now?"

Just this one sentence made Han Yu speechless, and then he looked embarrassed.

At this time, in the upper reaches of Bailu River, scattered bamboo poles were floating everywhere, drifting away with the current. At first, Han Yu was able to catch a few of them, but when he caught a dozen of them, he found that the ropes were also lost! He simply threw the dozen bamboo poles back into the river and let them go with the current...

The incident started at noon after Bai Junya and the others left. Han Yu suddenly had an idea and built a bamboo raft by himself, and then threw it into the Bailu River.

"Do you want to find Bai Junya?" Little Spirit asked curiously at the time.

"No, I want to swim upstream!"

Han Yu made a bold decision. He planned to go north from the source of Bailu River on a bamboo raft.

Since he can thrive in the fire zone, then his water-related abilities should be equally useful in water.

"Your water essence is even less than the fire essence I stripped from Master Xiao. I advise you to calm down."

The little spirit has always been accustomed to pouring cold water on people, and Han Yu has long been accustomed to it, so he still insists on his plan.

After the bamboo raft entered the water, he used the power of his origin to guide the water under the raft and pushed the raft forward. The consumption was indeed just like controlling the fire in the sea of ​​fire, extremely low, perhaps one or two hours would not be a problem.

However, the bamboo raft fell apart after only going upstream for half an hour. He thought that there might be a problem with the source of his magical powers, and he also considered using his physical body to power the raft.

The only thing I didn't expect was that the bamboo raft would fall apart due to the impact of the water flow.

He had been in the water for half an hour, and there seemed to be two choices before him: either keep swimming upstream, which was unrealistic, or follow the current and float back to the outside of Tianning Mansion, which Han Yu refused to do.

"If you have the wrong idea at the beginning, how can you possibly go against the current?"

Han Yu soaked in the water with a dull look on his face, reflecting.

"Could it be just because of your problem?"

The little spirit laughed at him cheerfully.

"How could it be my problem? It's really not possible to swim against the current."

Han Yu became angry out of shame.

"If others can do it, would you dare to imitate a dog's bark?"

The little spirit suddenly responded sharply at this time.

"come!"

Han Yu was not convinced and agreed readily, so the little spirit let him come back.

In the lower reaches of the Bailu River, a huge figure was gradually approaching, and soon its outline could be seen clearly. It was a cargo ship that was several times larger than the Bai family's cruise ship.

At this time, the cargo ship was heading upstream at an incredible speed, which was even faster than going downstream. Han Yu was stunned and couldn't help shouting, "Woof woof!"

The sound of the little spirit laughing out of breath kept wandering in his mind.

There seemed to be a figure standing on the cargo ship. When I got closer, I saw that it was a man in his forties, dressed in green, with a handsome face and a small moustache. He looked quite elegant.

When the man saw Han Yu struggling in the water, he smiled and turned back to say something to the boat. Then the speed of the boat slowed down and a rope was quickly thrown in front of Han Yu.

"Come up!"

The man said with a kind smile.

"Thank you!"

Han Yu thanked him and quickly grabbed the rope, and soon someone pulled him up.

"Tsk! Can't you just jump on it?"

Little Spirit thought Han Yu was doing something unnecessary and sneered at him.

Han Yu sometimes felt that this thing was as smart as a ghost, and sometimes it was extremely stupid.

"The other party threw the rope to express goodwill, and I took the rope to accept the other party's goodwill."

Han Yu complained in his heart but his expression remained unchanged. A group of people pulled him up and quickly got on deck.

The ship looks very large from the outside. Standing on the deck and looking at it again, the length from bow to stern is thirty meters, and it is about seven or eight meters wide.

There were about forty people standing on the deck, and except for the man, they were all wearing the same black clothes.

"The man is a cultivator who has reached the half-step to the God-gazing realm. The highest among that group of people is at the Other Shore realm, and the lowest is at the Divine Bridge realm."

The little spirit reminded me in my mind.

Han Yu's attention was focused on the black flag on the ship that was seven or eight meters high. The flag had a large black character on a white background.

Could it be my cousin’s boat?
Soon someone confirmed his guess. A monk came over and called out, "Uncle Mo Liu, do you want to continue sailing?"

After the man nodded, the monk retreated. Han Yu looked curiously and saw that the monk retreated to the stern, seemed to take out a spirit stone, then opened a small box at the stern and put the spirit stone in.

The ship suddenly moved forward by inertia, and then began to accelerate.

There is no need to ask now, I guess he is the only one with the surname Mo who can play with the boat like this. This world is really small, and I have accidentally entered my cousin's nest.

"Little brother seems to be very interested in my boat."

The man noticed Han Yu's gaze and chuckled softly. His smile was very easy-going, and it was easy for people to like him.

"I have indeed never seen a boat that can go upstream, and it is powered by spirit stones." Han Yu nodded and responded with a chuckle.

The two of them then chatted for a while, and after learning that Han Yu tried to go upstream on a bamboo raft but it broke apart and he fell into the water, it was visibly painful to see the corners of his mouth.

"It's okay, laugh if you want to. I felt pretty silly afterwards, too."

Han Yu laughed out loud first, and the man couldn't help but laugh heartily.

For a moment, the two began to chat enthusiastically.

The man's surname was Mo and his given name was Xingzhi. He was said to be a businessman. Han Yu was very surprised because he had never heard from his cousin that his family was in business.

"If you plan to go north, I may only be able to take you to the next provincial capital. I will enter the sea from the east after stopping at Moyun Mansion."

Mo Xingzhi said apologetically.

Han Yu thanked him repeatedly. It was thanks to the other party that he could ride the boat for free.

As they were talking, the ship suddenly shook violently. Even though one of the two men had strong bodies and the other was half a step away from becoming a god, they could not help but stagger a few steps, let alone the group of monks. They fell to the ground one by one and groaned in pain on the deck.

Mo Xingzhi's expression tensed up, and he quickly reached the side of the boat, and Han Yu quickly followed.

There was nothing unusual on the calm river surface at this moment, but the boat seemed to have hit a transparent wall and could not move forward at all.

Formation?

Han Yu was suspicious at the moment. He had seen this thing several times on the Qin family. It seemed to have different effects. However, the Qin family's formation was too poor, so Han Yu had never taken it seriously.

"What a brilliant formation!"

Mo Xingzhi muttered to himself with an unpleasant expression, then looked tangled, and then shouted towards the river, "I am the sixth of the Mo family, which friend played this joke on you?"

"It turns out to be the famous Mr. Mo, nice to meet you." A voice came from the sky and landed steadily on the flagpole. Han Yu looked up and saw a gray-haired man in his fifties. His face looked a little weathered, and the most special thing was that his eyes were covered with a white cloth.

"Hey! Isn't this Boss Mo?"

Another delicate voice came, and a plump red figure landed at the position where the two people had stood before at the bow.

The woman who came was a middle-aged woman with a beautiful face and bold clothes. She was wearing a bright red dress, and her narrow bellyband could barely contain the towering thing.

Han Yu blushed and looked at her for a few times before being discovered by the woman. She was not annoyed, but instead glanced at him more seductively.

"Be careful, this is the famous magic monk Pretty Widow here, don't let her seduce you and lose your life."

Mo Xingzhi pulled him aside and warned him in a low voice, then walked in front and said loudly, "Boss Mo, I don't deserve it. I am just a small character in the Mo family who can't practice and has no skills. I can only come out to do business."

"Poison Bat, Pretty Widow, you two are both well-known figures in this underworld. You won't cause trouble for my Mo family, right?"

Mo Xingzhi's expression was solemn, and there was a warning in his words and actions.

It was a warning to the two people that the Mohist School was the Mohist School of the Shen Ji Academy, one of the lower nine sects.

The poisonous bat leaped and instantly appeared next to the pretty widow. God knows how he was able to identify the direction after being blindfolded.

"We have no ill intentions. We are just asked by someone to borrow something from Boss Mo."

The poisonous bat raised its face, smiled at Mo Xingzhi and said.

"If it really doesn't work, I can accompany Boss Mo for one night first, and then borrow it."

The pretty widow beside him was also speaking in a coquettish voice and saying seductive words.

Wow! This is what a hot-blooded young man like me can listen to!

Han Yu stared in amazement as the pretty widow continued to make various seductive gestures towards Mo Xingzhi.

However, Mo Xingzhi's face turned pale. His ship was clearly a cargo ship. There was nothing else in the cargo hold except a ship full of spirit stones.

The other party said he wanted to borrow something, so I guess he came for the spirit stones. He has a big appetite.

"So, you want to be enemies with the Mohist School of the Shenji Academy of the Lower Nine Sects, right?"

The Pretty Widow and the Poisonous Bat showed hesitation when they heard this. After all, the Mohist School was more famous.

"After we finish this job, we will flee overseas. I don't think the Mohists will chase us overseas."

A hint of determination flashed across the pretty widow's face as she whispered to herself.

The poisonous bat nodded slightly, then raised its head and faced Mo Xingzhi, "Boss Mo, we don't want to make things difficult for you, but this boat of spiritual stones is too important to the two of us. How about you take your people into the water and leave the boat to the two of us? Let's not shed blood."

"You're thinking shit."

Mo Xingzhi's face was filled with rage, and he started cursing loudly. Soon, a group of monks surrounded him.

The poisonous bat looked at the group of monks with disdain. These low-level monks could not stop him at all.

"You'd better be careful. The strength of the Mo family should not be judged solely by their cultivation."

The pretty widow suddenly warned vigilantly.

Da da da!
Mo Xingzhi stomped his feet on the deck three times, and four high platforms suddenly rose outside the side of the ship. The platforms kept changing as they rose, and soon they became the shape of four crossbow carts.

A dozen monks quickly jumped into the crossbow cart, and then a few others continued to refill the crossbow with spirit stones.

"put!"

After Mo Xing gave the order, the crossbows were all aimed at the two of them, and four streams of true energy rushed out from the crossbows with great momentum.

"What a superb skill! The tiny crossbow cart can actually emit a true energy power comparable to that of a half-step god-seeing person."

The little spirit suddenly sighed in his mind.

"So strong?"

Han Yu was also shocked. He couldn't imagine that a crossbow cart could become so powerful in the hands of the Mohists.

"It's a pity that it's useless. It's not flexible enough and too clumsy. The two on the opposite side are living God-Gaze ​​Realm. They won't stand there and let you hit them."

Just as the little spirit said, the crossbow cart was still too heavy. The poisonous bat was indeed frightened at the beginning. After dodging it several times in a panic, it gradually discovered the shortcomings of the crossbow cart and cleverly used its flying body to keep moving.

The Pretty Widow was even more direct. A red figure shuttled through the blind spots of the crossbow carts' range. The two of them worked together, and in just a short while they had driven all the crossbow carts and monks into the river.

"How brave!"

Mo Xingzhi shouted angrily, and pieces of iron the size of long swords flew out of the warehouse. Han Yu was very familiar with this thing, which was similar to the one his cousin used at that time.

After the iron pieces flew out of the warehouse, they continued to gather and combine in front of Mo Xingzhi, and soon became a giant sword two meters long and half a meter wide. After Mo Xingzhi took out a specially made small piece of spirit stone and put it into the hilt, the giant sword suddenly hummed.

"go with!"

With an order, Mo Xingzhi pointed his finger at the poisonous bat, and the giant sword quickly broke through the air. The poisonous bat's face changed, and it did not dare to be careless and quickly retreated.

The huge sword body continuously ignited true energy as it broke through the air and pursued. In just a blink of an eye, the true energy burned like a flame.

"The attack of this sword is comparable to that of a strong person in the God-Seeking Realm."

The little spirit said in surprise.

On the other side, after the pretty widow had knocked all the cultivators on the deck into the river one by one, she saw a poisonous bat fighting with a giant sword. Mo Xingzhi seemed to be controlling it below. After a charming look, he actually rushed over.

Her fragrant sleeves danced lightly, and a touch of powder floated out. It was her unique drug that was enough to make even a person at the level of spirit-gazing pass out in an instant.

A sneeze!

Han Yu sneezed violently. When he saw the pretty widow rushing towards Mo Xingzhi, he planned to help her. However, he didn't expect to be sprayed with powder in the face as soon as he got up.

At this moment, his face was half white and half dark, which looked a bit funny.

The pretty widow didn't expect that a stupid boy would rush out, so she stretched out her hand and gathered her true energy into a claw, which looked sharper than a sword.

Hiss!

The claws grabbed Han Yu's chest, but after making five holes, they could not go any further.

Han Yu frowned in pain and couldn't help but punch the twin peaks.

bump!
Caught off guard, the pretty widow was blown away, and then with a splash, she fell into the water.

When she flew up again, she was already soaked.

"This widow is so cruel that she can hurt me from a distance."

Han Yu felt a heat in his nose. Looking at the pretty widow's clothes that were soaked and pulled down to reveal a large part of her snow-white breasts, he couldn't help but bleed from his nose.

On the other side, the giant sword continued to force the poisonous bats to retreat by relying on its own burning true energy.

"Boss Mo, if you don't stop, I will really hit you hard."

The poisonous bat was angry in the air at this moment. It was not a solution to continue wasting time like this. The other party was using spirit stones and had no concerns about the loss of his own true energy. He was also afraid of the other party's background and did not dare to kill him.

If you continue like this, you will suffer sooner or later.

"What a joke! You dare to steal the Mo family's things, but you don't dare to kill me?"

Mo Xingzhi sneered and increased the output of the giant sword again. He had plenty of spirit stones and did not need to worry about the loss of spirit stones.

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