Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Save trouble.

This is Fang Chang's biggest feeling on this trip. Since then, it is no longer necessary for him to stay in Shu.

After leaving for a long time, Fang Chang misses Xianqiya a little bit.

Another autumn has come, and if you want to come to Yunzhong Mountain, it must start to become colorful at this time, right?

In the past few days on Bainiao Cliff, Fang Chang had a good exchange with Shen Da and his apprentice.

Whether it is practice or their own knowledge, after exchanging each other, everyone has more than before. Communication brings progress, and occlusion will lead to backwardness, and if we cherish ourselves with a broom, it will be the way to perish.

The group of sword cultivators in the Shu region are quite unique in their practice, and Fang Chang has gained a lot. Moreover, he also watched the swordsmanship of the next three masters and apprentices, and felt that many moves were very interesting and opened a lot of eyes.

It's a pity that Fang Chang didn't have the chance to learn the art of controlling the sword. Although he can imitate the same in appearance, the essence is completely different, and he doesn't have the unparalleled speed of rushing. This method is still only suitable for those in Shu who have cultivated themselves into a sword.

However, what made Shen Dasan's master and apprentice the most regretful was that there was no guest room prepared on Bainiaoya, and there was no place to entertain Fang Chang. Fortunately, Chang Fang wasn't picky about this, he just slept on the platform in front of the cave entrance, looking at the starry sky and listening to the birdsong below, it was also very good.

The Crane Immortal left after seeing him that day, and he wanted to go back to rule the entire Bainiao Cliff, but the Crane Demon still fully agreed to his request to take action at that time.

He told Shen Da the information he knew, and only waited for the comrades invited by Shen Da to gather together, then he would clean up the strongholds of monster forces in Shu and consolidate the rear. In Shen Da's words: first clean the floor next to the bench.

But there will be a day of separation.

Fang Chang looked back and said: "There have been so many disturbances these days, please stay and don't want to see them off, there will be a time later."

Later, Shen Da and his apprentice Zhuo Tianxing and Zhai Tianyue stood on the edge of the cliff together, bowing in salute.

Waving his hands, Fang Chang steered the auspicious clouds under his feet, and fell obliquely downward - for him, his legs are still faster at present.

Looking back halfway, the highest point of Bainiao Cliff has been hidden in the clouds. On the other hand, on the cliff below, chattering was very lively.

All kinds of horns shuttle back and forth, running outside, just to find some food for the chicks in the nest. On the contrary, those monsters who have entered the practice door are all leisurely and relaxed, giving advice or ordering the people around them depending on their mood.

Fang Chang pressed Luoyun's head, tightened the package on his back, and walked southwest.

He had already consulted with Shen Da about the way to leave.

This time he is still going to go by water.

The water flows from west to east through the entire Central Plains, so after going down the river from west to east, taking a ferry is the fastest way of transportation.

Looking at the surrounding basin, Fang Chang could feel in his spiritual sense that in the ancient times when there were no human beings, this place was the ocean. But with the passage of time, the place that was originally a vast ocean has become a bustling place with neat farmland and crowds.

For ordinary people, only the rich salt here can show this.

The water veins originating from several high mountains around the basin flow eastward after converging in Shu, and then forcefully break through a passage in the dense mountain peaks and jungles, continuing eastward surgingly.

Together with several tributaries from other places, it converged into a larger river, galloping into the sea, and irrigating the farmland on both sides by the way.

"Well, let's stay here, Shu, goodbye."

There was no one around, so Fang Chang simply muttered to himself, then drew out the Lingquan Sword, and swung it towards the surrounding big trees.

"Hey!"

The section of the incision was very smooth, and several big trees fell in response.

Fang Chang stepped forward and cut a few more bamboos from the side. Then he transported these high-quality large timber corners, together with bundles of bamboo, to the water's edge.

He drew out his sword again, cut off the branches of these materials, and then said with a smile:

"There are no boats nearby that can be rented, so we can only get local materials." He ignored the branches, bamboo leaves and the like, and only went to get some high-quality wood, as well as the ropes that were not lacking in his package.

Then, Fang Chang arranged the cut bamboo and wood in rows.

He looped the rope around one end again, and tied the bamboo raft tightly until Fang Chang estimated that with the strength of ordinary people, as long as he didn't use a knife or scissors, he would not be able to open the rope even if he exhausted it.

Finding a long bamboo pole as a support, Fang Chang somewhat recalled the situation of being in the desert and living on the sea. It's just that there was a comrade on the boat back then, and what he was riding on was not a simple wooden raft, but a decent means of transportation.

With a light touch on the water surface, the boat will swim down quickly like an arrow off the string, heading directly to the east.

The majestic green hills are constantly receding on both sides, and occasionally farmers and villages and towns pass by, but the attention of these ordinary people is often on themselves, or on the work in their hands, and they can't see anywhere else, let alone the fast speed. Fang Chang floated across the river.

"Ahead, it should be those dangerous stalls, right?"

Fang Chang secretly laughed, it was precisely because of these precipitous places that he did not choose to rent a boat in those villages and towns. Because going through the exit of the waterway in Shudi is a very challenging task, and going up the river is even more difficult.

Usually only those who have been sailing for decades dare to pass through the gorge that stretches for more than ten miles. Even so, there are often people who accidentally lose their lives.

And Fang Chang was like a gust of wind, when he passed by several small boats, he surprised many boat owners.

Someone kindly tried to stop him, making Fang Chang stop.

But because the speed of the river was too fast, before he could say a few words, Fang Chang had already run to the bamboo raft, and then disappeared from their sight.

Unlike other ship owners who were restless and kept operating here, Fang Chang suddenly hung Chang Hao back, stood on the bamboo raft with his hands behind his back, and looked at the mouth of the canyon rushing towards him.

“Great place, great view!”

The speed of the little bamboo raft does not decrease, it is still like an arrow leaving the string.

And the dangerous beaches and hidden reefs that other boatmen regarded as fierce tigers were ignored by him, and the bamboo rafts under his feet dodged by themselves and bypassed them easily.

However, after walking for a while, Fang Chang's heart suddenly moved.

He tapped the Lingquan sword behind him.

With a clear cry, the Lingquan sword jumped out of the sheath, circled slightly in the air for half a circle, pointed the tip of the sword to the west, and disappeared for a moment.

There was no one around the long waterway, so no one noticed Fang Chang and his little bamboo raft, and no one noticed the little spray that the spirit sword caused when it penetrated into the river.

Thank you for your arrogance.

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