Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 225 War God's Illustrated Record: Unexpected Changes on the Ship
"That guy knows what's good for him!"

Hearing Leng Feibai's words, Haitang Duoduo's eyes flashed with a hint of relief, then she sighed and said, "But that girl named Qin Hongmian, she really has a great figure. I wonder if Leng Feibai has been tempted!"

Of the three women, Si Lili had the best figure, but when Leng Feibai and Qin Hongmian were talking, the three women secretly compared themselves and tragically discovered that Qin Hongmian's figure was much better than Si Lili's.

"Actually, it wouldn't be bad if my husband married someone else!"

Si Lili rested her chin on her hand and said, "Then I won't be the youngest anymore!"

Upon hearing Si Lili's words, Haitang Duoduo and Sang Wen exchanged a glance and rushed over to scratch Si Lili's itch.

Inside the room, after running in the hot spring for a long time, Leng Feibai changed into a bathrobe and returned to the room. He picked up the pipa in the room and began to play and sing.

After a good night's sleep, Leng Feibai opened his eyes early the next morning, stretched, and sat up easily, focusing his mind on his chaotic sea of ​​qi and the internal organs.

The chaotic sea of ​​qi continued to supply energy to the five internal organs, and Leng Feibai made a rough estimate.

It will take at least three more days for the Chaos Sea to completely transfer the energy it obtained this time.

After yawning, Leng Feibai raised his hand and drew a cleaning talisman to tidy himself and his clothes on the ground. He then leisurely walked into the martial arts pavilion on the second floor.

"After this upgrade, I estimate that only the Spleen Earth Qi will remain at 60%. It would be better to choose to upgrade the Spleen Earth Qi for the next cultivation technique."

Leng Feibai muttered to himself as he carefully selected items from the earth-based cultivation techniques section of the book.

But just then, a dazzling golden light entered Leng Feibai's eyes.

Leng Feibai was taken aback. He was drawn by the golden light and arrived directly in front of the shelf where he had obtained the "Five Elements Qi Divine Skill".

This time, a jet-black stone sphere was placed on the shelf.

For some reason, Leng Feibai felt an urge to pick it up the moment he saw it.

The moment his hand touched the stone sphere, it shattered with a crash, and forty-nine illusory stone carvings instantly appeared in Leng Feibai's mind.

"Um"

Leng Feibai groaned, feeling his head sink, and sat down cross-legged on the ground.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, Leng Feibai stared intently at the forty-nine stone carving phantoms imprinted there, his eyes filled with shock.

The moment he entered, the forty-nine stone carvings gave him feedback.

"The War God's Manual, a War God's Manual with the effect of shattering the void, as described by Huang Yi."

Leng Feibai swallowed hard, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

With this thing that's supposedly an encyclopedia of martial arts, why would I need to study other martial arts?

The inner demon sealed by amber watched Leng Feibai swallow hard and said with a look of disgust, "Have you had a stroke and become an idiot? My God, if you embarrass yourself in public, you'll embarrass me too."

"Shut up!"

Leng Feibai snapped out of his daze, a look of curiosity in his eyes, and asked, "You can't see it?"

What did I see?

The inner demon sneered, "I just saw a fool drooling over the wall of his own sea of ​​consciousness, what about you..."

"Hyperflare"

Leng Feibai was too lazy to waste words and summoned his soul fire again to burn the inner demon once more.

After burning it, Leng Feibai used the technique of transforming amber to strengthen the seal before exiting his sea of ​​consciousness.

"What a pity, it would take many years of seclusion to fully comprehend the War God's Manual!"

After some thought, Leng Feibai decided to postpone his comprehension for the time being.

After all, the most urgent task right now is to kill Ding Chunqiu as soon as possible and use his head as a pledge of loyalty to learn the art of flower cultivation from Su Xinghe, so as to lay the foundation for learning the eighth-grade supernatural power in the future.

With that thought, Leng Feibai turned around and left the Twelve-Story Tower, returning to the outside world.

It was already morning outside. Leng Feibai strolled around the streets, eavesdropping on the news happening there.

But for some reason, no one is talking about what happened last night.

Leng Feibai didn't pay any attention and turned to enter the box next to him.

Just now, he remembered something. A significant event occurred in 1066.

Su Xun, one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties, passed away. His sons, Su Shi and Su Zhe, returned to their hometown to observe the mourning period.

Five years later, Su Shi, due to his political disagreements with Wang Anshi, who advocated reforms, voluntarily transferred to Hangzhou to serve as a vice-prefect...

Leng Feibai's lips curled up slightly. He looked around and, after confirming that no one was there, used the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to change his face to a more mature one. He then searched for a suitable target throughout the city.

Before long, a somewhat old inn in the south of Hangzhou came into Leng Feibai's view.

Above the inn's main entrance hung a sign with two large characters that read "For Sale!"
Leng Feibai was overjoyed and went up to knock on the door.

Not long after, a scholar in a wrinkled long robe with dark circles under his eyes came out and said, "Sir, our shop is closed. We're just about to sell it!"

"I know!"

Leng Feibai calmly said, "Boss, why would you sell off your assets for no reason?"

Seeing this, the scholar sighed and said, "It's all because of the imperial examinations, to be honest, my ancestors were once wealthy. My grandfather was once the prefect of Duanzhou. I myself knew a thousand characters at the age of three, could recite Tang poems at five, and was well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics by the age of twelve. But now, I have taken the imperial examinations six times and failed each time. Now that my parents have passed away, if I fail to pass the examinations this year, how will I face my ancestors after I go to the capital?"

Seeing the man's grief and indignation, Leng Feibai's lips twitched involuntarily, and he thought to himself, "Another Lu Xiucai!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai asked directly, "Boss, how much do you plan to sell this inn?"

"Fifty taels of silver for the inn!"

The man rubbed his hands together and said, "If you buy the land as well, it will cost an extra 150 taels!"

Leng Feibai didn't say anything after hearing this. He simply took out a silver note containing two hundred taels of silver from his pocket and placed it on the table, saying, "Alright, boss, if you want to sell, you can go find someone to draw up a written agreement now!"

The man was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly ran out, clearly to find someone to act as a witness and draw up a written agreement.

An hour later, this dilapidated inn became Leng Feibai's property.

After watching the man leave the inn with some luggage, Leng Feibai sighed, turned around and closed the inn's door, then raised his hand and drew seven shadow clone talismans.

"Original body!"

One of the clones couldn't help but say, "What are you going to do with the money you spent to buy an inn? Could it be that you were used to selling breakfast in your past life and now you want to open a shop here?"

"Firstly, we really need a base in this world to settle down!"

Leng Feibai calmly said, "Secondly, five years later, Su Dongpo will be appointed as the Vice Prefect of Hangzhou. He's a man with a great appetite; if he knew there was delicious food here..."

The clone immediately understood the original's plan and said irritably, "You're trying to trick Su Dongpo out of his calligraphy manuscript with food!"

"Su Dongpo's calligraphy was considered unparalleled in the Song Dynasty!"

Leng Feibai laughed, "If we can stockpile some, it won't be difficult to exchange it for travel expenses if we go to the Ming and Qing dynasties or even the modern world in the future. So this matter will have to be handled by the seven of you! You must run this inn well and make a name for yourself within five years! When Su Shi comes to Hangzhou, we will exchange his calligraphy for delicious food."

Looking at the original body, all seven clones rolled their eyes. Another clone couldn't help but say, "In that case, why don't you just go to the Imperial Academy and steal the calligraphy and paintings?"

"Makes sense!"

Leng Feibai clapped his hands and laughed, "We can get the calligraphy manuscripts of Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, and other famous calligraphers from the previous dynasty to be more readily available! These are precious cultural heritages that need to be preserved. Otherwise, they would either be destroyed by the Jurchens during the Jingkang Incident or by the subsequent wars!"

Seeing Leng Feibai's expression, the other clones didn't say much, but simply pulled Leng Feibai along to renovate the inn. It was just a matter of using a few Heavenly Crafting Talismans, and in the blink of an eye, the dilapidated inn was renovated and restored, looking no different from a newly renovated inn.

As for the name of the inn, Leng Feibai changed it to Changlin Inn, as a way of commemorating his previous life when he was named Marquis of Changlin.

After resolving the matters at the inn, Leng Feibai bid farewell to his seven clones, leaving behind two boxes, each containing ten thousand taels of silver ingots, before departing from the inn.

After some fuss, Leng Feibai bought some dry food, braised meat, and fruit, and then headed towards the dock.

At this moment, there were no large ships at the Hangzhou dock, only a few small passenger ships and a few fishing boats.

Looking at the boats, Leng Feibai called out to one of the ferrymen, "Boatman, I wish to travel to Jiaxing. Would you be so kind as to give me a ride?"

The boatman, who was cooking fish at the bow, looked up at Leng Feibai, whose hair was completely white, and said calmly, "One tael of silver. If you agree, pay and get on the boat. After I finish eating the fish, I'll take you there. If you don't agree, go find someone else!"

Seeing the boatman's strange appearance, Leng Feibai curiously used the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique to take a look.

This boatman was also a wandering swordsman, whose cultivation was no less than that of Feng Guanxi, the chief of Leopard King Village whom Leng Feibai had encountered back then!
Seeing this, Leng Feibai also became interested, took out a tael of silver and handed it to the boatman, saying, "This is the fare, please hurry, boatman!"

"rest assured!"

The boatman, stirring the fish in the pot, said, "Once I finish eating the fish, even if we have to go upstream, I can guarantee I can get you to Jiaxing within an hour!"

Listening to the boatman's words, Leng Feibai didn't say much and was about to board the boat.

"Wait a minute!"

Upon hearing the sudden sound behind him, Leng Feibai's expression stiffened, and he turned around to look.

Then Qin Hongmian came running over, panting, carrying her luggage on her back.

"It seems I'm quite lucky to have met you, Young Master Leng, at the dock!"

Qin Hongmian quickly replied, "I also happen to be heading north. I wonder if I could travel with you, young master?"

Leng Feibai did not refuse, and pointed to the boatman, indicating that Qin Hongmian should ask the boatman.

"If you want to get on board, pay up! One tael of silver, no bargaining!"

As the boatman spoke, he put the seasonings into the pot.

Seeing this, Qin Hongmian took out a piece of silver from her bosom and handed it over, saying, "Boatman, I'm in a hurry to get on my way and haven't had lunch yet. Could you give me a bowl of fish soup to fill my stomach later?"

"can!"

The boatman said nothing and let the two of them board the boat and sit in the cabin.

The moment the two boarded the boat, the boatman untied the rope left on the shore, letting the boat float on the water!
Seeing the boatman's behavior, the two didn't say much and sat down to rest in the cabin.

Qin Hongmian looked at Leng Feibai, who was reading a book, and said curiously, "Young Master Leng, what a coincidence!"

"Ok!"

Leng Feibai responded but didn't say anything more. Qin Hongmian tentatively asked, "Young Master Leng, did you come to Hangzhou for sightseeing?"

"Not bad!"

Leng Feibai casually replied, "I plan to visit Jiaxing first, then head north to Yangzhou to see Phoenix Island and Slender West Lake!"

"Oh"

Upon hearing this, Qin Hongmian's eyes lit up with curiosity. "Last night I saw that Young Master Leng's skills were quite impressive. How about we spar a bit after we disembark?"

Leng Feibai nodded, and at the same time, the fish being cooked in the boatman's pot was fully cooked.

The boatman, who had been waiting for a long time, licked his lips, hurriedly scooped the fish meat out of the pot and placed it on a plate, and reluctantly served two bowls of fish soup into the cabin.

But for some reason, Leng Feibai could detect a hint of acting on the boatman's face.

Qin Hongmian didn't stand on ceremony. After thanking them, she took out a piece of dry food and ate it with the fish soup.

Leng Feibai also picked up the bowl of fish soup, pretending to bring it to his lips, but actually smelling it with his nose.

The fish soup was very flavorful, but the flavor was clearly not the kind of flavor that a normal fish soup should have.

And for some reason, there was a subtle medicinal taste in the fish soup.

"Dragon bone, Polygala tenuifolia, Albizia julibrissin bark, Polygonum multiflorum vine..."

Leng Feibai quickly detected the source of the medicinal smell and used the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique to remotely sense the boatman's condition.

The boatman, who was enjoying the fish, kept glancing at Qin Hongmian and himself, who were drinking soup and eating dry rations.

"This guy is no good."

Leng Feibai pondered silently for a moment, then opened his mouth and drank the bowl of fish soup clean.

Anyway, he has the Shennong Glazed Tile Skill protecting him, so no poison or medicine can affect him in the slightest.

As soon as the fish soup entered his mouth, Leng Feibai flipped over a piece of unleavened flatbread and took a bite.

While eating, Leng Feibai deliberately pretended to be sleepy, closing his eyes and even snoring.

Looking at Leng Feibai's appearance, Qin Hongmian felt strange. Just as she was about to call out to him, she also felt sleepy and even had a slight fever.

"Um"

Qin Hongmian let out a muffled groan, and her hands involuntarily straightened her clothes.

Upon seeing this, the boatman poured the half-eaten fish back into the pot, got up, and rowed the boat away into the distance.

The passenger ship seemed to be aided by a gale, sailing at an extremely high speed on the water, as if a jet engine was installed on its hull.

Leng Feibai sensed the changes in the ship, his tightly closed eyes slightly slit open, using the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique to perceive the changes around the ship.

Before long, Leng Feibai discovered that the boatman was using his feet as a medium to channel his own true energy into the hull, propelling the boat forward at an accelerated pace.

"That's a good method. This requires a certain level of control over one's own internal energy."

Leng Feibai secretly commented that this world truly lived up to the power levels of Hong Kong comics, even an unknown person possessed such strength.

The passenger ship soon arrived at a deserted bay, where the boatman stopped the ship and walked towards the cabin.

At the same time, Qin Hongmian's cheeks flushed, and she became somewhat strange.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai had already guessed what was going on.

This strange appearance is almost certainly a result of being drugged by spring.

"A white-haired woman, a young woman with an excellent figure."

The boatman said coldly, "It must be these two guys who crippled those seven brothers."

Before he finished speaking, Leng Feibai suddenly sprang up, shooting out four streams of energy from his right hand that pierced through Leng Feibai's elbow and knee.

"what"

The boatman screamed in agony as his limbs detached from his body, and he lay sprawled on the ground.

Leng Feibai immediately stepped forward, grabbed the guy by the hair and lifted him up, then punched him twice in the face, knocking out the poison capsule hidden in his teeth.

(End of this chapter)