Chapter 142: Entering the Jianghu, Crossing the Storm

Destiny, struggle to cross.

The Crossing of Heartlessness...

At the foot of Baijian Mountain, Song Lin, carrying the Binglin Halberd on his back, walked towards the rivers and lakes step by step.

He was thinking now.

In this life, are the three "selves" in my eyes, Luofeng Gorge, Juexin Valley, and Baijian Mountain, competing with each other for salvation? Or are the three destined demon fetuses, demon species, and human extinction, competing with each other in the eyes of the magic master?
or……

In this long world of martial arts, it is the Magician, Ye Qingyun, and Li Yixiu, struggling to survive in this vast world?
"I have watched birds all my life as an ignorant man. Now it is my turn to be a wise man, but I have become a 'bird' in the eyes of others? It is true that the bigger the world I see, the more insignificant I feel."

Song Linchao walked down the mountain with firm steps.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, "I wonder if the demon species in Luofeng Gorge and the heartless species in Juexin Valley still exist now that I have broken the calamity of the demon species?"

"Have they... overcome their respective tribulations? Or are they still in tribulations..."

pity.

Song Lin didn't have time to verify all this. And there were some questions about the Ice Scale Halberd... He didn't even dare to think about them.

"Sometimes people think too much and their hearts are not so firm."

[Five months before the magician returns to the arena. ]

[You left Baijian Mountain and finally stepped into the martial arts world of three thousand years ago. ]

[Not long after you left, Baijian Mountain completely withdrew its power and voluntarily gave up many lucrative businesses in the martial arts world. At the same time, an old man walked out of the Baijian Pond in the back mountain with a sword on his back.]

[He seemed to be walking aimlessly, but every step he took was exactly one mile behind you.]

April.

All the beauty of the world is contained therein.

Song Lin came to the first stop of his journey to Jianghu - Baihua Dang. Here is the most complicated Baihua Gang in Jiuquan, and also the most famous flower boat in Sanjiang.

The saying "Hundreds of miles of flowers spread out, and fragrance is everywhere" refers to this place.

At a glance, the complex waters, like the human body's meridians, are filled with flower boats. Countless pretty women in gorgeous costumes are showing off the beauty of the most beautiful blooming period of life.

"Hehe~ Sir, come and play!"

"Hey, young master, are you here to have fun as well?"

"Young master, young grandpa, how about coming to my boat for a chat? Do you like someone like your sister or someone like your mother? Hehehe..." Bursts of unbridled laughter.

Song Lin, who looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, has become a hot commodity in the eyes of young ladies.

Anyone who sees it will know that this is a rare chick in Baihuadang.

If they knew that Song Lin is only nine years old now, I wonder if they can still laugh.

"..."

Song Lin, who couldn't speak, just walked across the water.

He just tapped his feet lightly on the water, creating ripples without even needing anything to support himself. This scene shocked many people and also gave many people ideas.

'who is he? '

Shortly after.

Song Lin stopped in front of the largest flower boat in Baihua Dang. But he just paused and stepped into it without any hesitation.

"This boy!"

Behind.

An old man who was originally relaxed suddenly turned completely grim-faced.

He thought this guy was good, knowing that the women on the flower boats were not good. But he didn't expect that he would go to the largest flower boat... Could it be that this guy looked down on the women on the small boats?

He is only nine years old!

Thinking of this, the old man suddenly became anxious.

But the next moment.

boom--

A big hole suddenly exploded in the entire flower boat.

Song Lin stood on a mast holding a halberd, quietly looking at the embarrassed figures in the boat.

then.

The water condensed and wrote slowly on the deck: Now... can we talk?
"Okay, okay, okay. Whatever news you want to buy, we will tell you everything we know." A man in a short shirt had a bitter face and bowed repeatedly.

"..."

Song Lin nodded slowly, wrapped the Binglin Halberd with black cloth again, and put it behind his back.

"Young master, please come down soon." The man in short shirt looked up at the sky, wanting to cry but without tears.

He just wanted to give this young boy a warning, but he didn't expect the other party to be so overbearing and directly use his weapon to poke a hole in the sky.

I knew so...

Not long after, Song Lin successfully got the news about Li Yixiu.

Value—Three copper coins.

It's not that Song Lin didn't want to give it, but the people from the Baihua Gang didn't dare to ask for it. Because of this information, they didn't dare to give it in the first place.

Li Yixiu has a bad reputation, who would dare to sell information about him?
It was because Song Lin said that he was Li Yixiu's apprentice. The apprentice bought the master's news? It made sense! They didn't want to believe it, didn't dare to believe it... but they had to believe it.

then.

Song Lin used three cents to buy information worth at least three thousand gold.

Continue to the next stop - Qinghe.

Li Yixiu.

Third on the blacklist.

He is known as the evil spirit in the underworld. He has been famous for more than 20 years and has never been defeated.

The magician once said that if this boy grows up, the two of them might have a fight. Unfortunately, that was when the magician was at his most powerful, and Li Yixiu had not yet fully grown up. When he later created the Hundred Strikes of the Wilderness, the magician had already retired from the martial arts world.

There are few records in the martial arts world about Li Yixiu's deeds before he became famous.

His birth date is unknown, and his master is unknown.

Rumor has it that he once had a love affair, but the details are unknown.

But more rumors are that Li Yixiu has never been moved by love affairs and has always focused on practicing martial arts. He has been active in the martial arts world for decades and has never had a woman by his side.

His heart is really as hard as iron!
His whereabouts are erratic, and he likes to ride a horse called "Tiyan". He travels around the world like a swift, stepping on every corner of the mountains and seas.

He always appears in the most prosperous places, but always seems to be the loneliest. It seems that there is no one, thing or object in this world that can make him stop.

But I heard that every April 11th, he would stop at a ferry crossing on Jiuquan.

Of course, this ferry is not called Jueqing Ferry, but it is called... Wangjun Ferry.

A very common name.

It's like the wives of fishermen waiting at home for their husbands to return from fishing.

This is Song Lin’s next stop.

Three days later, it was April 7th.

Song Lin arrived at Wangjun Ferry.

At this ferry, there is an ordinary old woman who has been rowing the boat for more than 20 years. People call her Granny Mu.

Song Lin took her ferry and found out that there was indeed a very handsome man who passed by the ferry every April 11th.

'Thank you, mother-in-law.'

Song Lin bowed silently, and then handed over three copper coins.

After thinking for a while, he handed over three more copper coins.

This is the money to buy the news.

"Child, the area around Chaomu Cliff has been a bit chaotic lately. If you have nothing to do, you'd better leave quickly." The elderly woman laughed and looked at the mute Song Lin, her dim old eyes full of pity.

"..."

Song Lin dipped his hand in the river water and wrote on the board: Mother-in-law, what happened here recently?

"Ah~~"

The old woman shook her head and said, "Aren't they the women who left the Baihua Gang? They are also pitiful people. They finally occupied a place under Chaomu Cliff, and recently heard that some rare treasures were found here, so they started to make trouble..."

Nod silently.

Song Lin looked at the gangsters who appeared from time to time at the ferry and began to understand something.

Hope you can cross the river.

Located near Chaomu Cliff three thousand years later. But at this time, there is no Xiyi Sect here, but a group of women who have left the Baihua Gang and become independent... However, the disputes in the martial arts world have nothing to do with Song Lin for the time being.

He had indeed come to find his master Li Yixiu as he said. No matter what happened, he had to stay by Li Yixiu's side for the remaining five months.

This day.

Song Lin was still wandering on Qinghe River.

Every evening, he would take Granny Mu's ferry.

No matter whether there were other people on the boat or not, he would always sit alone at the bow, cross-legged and looking at the river.

"Child, where are you from?"

"Child, you are so young and you are going out to explore the world. Don't your family members care?"

"Child, are you waiting for the person you are looking for? What is your relationship with him?"

Granny Mu always asks me this question tirelessly every day.

She seemed to be old and had a bad memory. She always forgot what happened yesterday, so every time Song Lin came, she would be asked about it again.

Song Lin started to answer.

Later on, he gradually stopped answering because writing was too troublesome.

Every day he would focus on looking at the water and the river, as if he was trying to comprehend some great truth. At this time, Granny Mu would also calm down and look at the end of the river.

She also liked to look at the vast river like this all the time, as if waiting for an old friend to return.

But today.

But someone broke this inherent tranquility.

"Hey, old woman, bring the boat over here and give us a ride." A wanderer on the shore shouted.

"I am here."

Granny Mu glanced at Song Lin's back and slowly rowed the boat over.

Bang~~Two figures jumped onto the ferry.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"Morning Cliff."

"This..." Granny Mu was a little embarrassed, "Sir, Chaomu Cliff is still ten miles away. I'm afraid I don't have the strength..."

"What nonsense."

A man with a ferocious look, fat head and big ears was about to roar.

A thin man next to him suddenly said, "Wait. Boatman, can you take me across the river for ten taels of silver?"

"Ten taels? Great!"

Granny Mu's voice became shrill and she smiled happily.

Ten taels for ten miles?
Twenty miles is no problem!
"Child, they are going to Chaomu Cliff. How about I let you get off the boat first?" she called out kindly.

Song Lin did not respond.

At the moment when the two of them boarded the boat just now, the hull shook the river water, and he seemed to suddenly realize something.

Wow~~
The ferry paddled through the river and headed towards Chaomu Cliff.

Granny Mu ignored Song Lin, and the two people who boarded the boat also ignored him, as if they didn't see him at all.

'What is the way of water? What is the strength of water? If water becomes ice, it penetrates rocks and breaks wood... wood breaks... rocks penetrate... ice also breaks. If ice becomes water... water changes into thousands of things, isn't it the water of the unicorn, isn't it the blow that sets the prairie ablaze?'

'Water... may not be as powerful as fire. Fire... may not be as powerful as water.'

Song Lin suddenly felt.

My understanding of the 'Qilin Power' at this stage is far from enough.

The yin and yang, hardness and softness of the force are only the superficial manifestations of the force. If we can see through its manifestation as the force of the five elements, we may be able to see through its inner manifestation.

in this way.

In the third stage of Liaoyuan Baiji, the practice of Ice Halberd may not be impossible!
"Huahua——" The waves and momentum of the surrounding water suddenly became turbulent.

When Song Lin came back to his senses.

There is a cliff and waterfall ahead.

"Tall Fatty, Short Thin Guy, you two ghosts from Jiangnan are finally here." A shout came from Chaomu Cliff.

A group of people stood by the water, looking down at the hundred-meter-high Chaomu Cliff.

Not far from them, there were ferries parked on the water.

"I'm coming!"

"Is everyone here?"

The tall fat man and the short thin man responded immediately.

"It's almost time, we can start."

The man near the waterfall cliff responded.

"Wait, who is this guy?" One of them pointed at Song Lin who was on the boat, "Jiangnan Twin Ghosts, you guys have eaten too many people, and you still need to bring rations with you on the road?"

Hear the words.

Many people turned their heads at the same time and stared at Song Lin.

Each of them was born to be a ferocious and strange person, as if they were born to be unforgivable villains.

And at this time.

Song Lin was also looking at them.

Or, in other words, looking at the boatmen lying in pools of blood on the docked ferries.

"Hehe, hehehe...he is a fun person!"

The two Jiangnan ghosts, one tall, fat and stupid, the other thin and cautious, laughed very abruptly.

“Delicious people.”

"A gullible person."

The two ghosts from Jiangnan licked their tongues as if they were about to choose someone to devour.

Granny Mu, who was rowing the boat, was so frightened that she collapsed and trembled on the deck.

"So, who is he?" The man who spoke just now stared at the people on the ferry with his eyes full of whites, like a ghost.

"He is our..." The two Jiangnan ghosts looked at each other and laughed slyly, "The great enemy of the Ten Evil Valley!"

"Disciple!"

"My favorite treasure!"

"Eat him!"

"Relieve the hatred in my heart!"

"It's a great tonic! A great tonic!"

“Hehehe~~~Hahaha~~~Hehehe~~~”

There were bursts of ghostly howling in my ears.

All of a sudden.

All the figures on Chaomu Cliff turned to look at Song Lin, and their eyes were like those of evil spirits from hell.

"..."

Song Lin slowly stood up and took off the black cloth behind his back.

Valley of Ten Evils.

Enemy.

What a coincidence!

The news bought from the Baihua Gang mentioned many of Li Yixiu's battle records. There was one where he rode alone and broke through the gate of Tianshui Pavilion. There was one where he rode the wind and waves and chased down the Black Water Monsters...

One of them seemed to be that he stood silently in front of the nameless teahouse thirteen years ago and scared away ten evil men. I remember that the record at that time was seven deaths and three escapes...

I don’t know where it is today.

How many big villains are there in the Valley of Evil?

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