After drinking all the deer blood, it was time to say goodbye. A ink boat stopped outside the city gate. Yan Yunting and others will take it to Kunlun Mountain from the waterway in the next few days.

Another group of poisonous people were slowly approaching the city gate, and they could no longer delay leaving.

There was no too much speech, only sincere blessings. A group of eleven people stepped onto the ink boat one after another. Just as the ink boat was about to set sail, a greeting came from behind the city gate:

"Wait a minute!"

Ouyang Bingyan and Ding Jiujiu each rode a fast horse toward the ink boat.

"Peacock Tower is also a member of the Jiuzhou League. Now that Kunlun Mountain is in trouble, we should do our part." Ding Jiujiu and Ouyang Bingyan dismounted together, and walked towards the Mo Chuan in the surprised eyes of everyone.

Ouyang Bingyan seemed to have recovered her former vitality, and her eyes were unprecedentedly firm.

Yan Yunting couldn't help but frown slightly. What was the content of Yuwen Changqing's letter? It made Ouyang Bingyan so determined.

"Your Majesty, please treat Peacock Tower well in the future." Ouyang Bingyan saluted Li Yu, and his tone was more like a farewell.

Perhaps as both women, Li Yu felt a little touched in his heart and nodded solemnly.

"That won't be a waste of time for everyone. Let's get on the boat." Ouyang Bingyan pulled Ding Jiujiu and jumped onto the ink boat.

“Depart!”

The ink ship spread its wings and soared into the air. Under the eyes of all civil and military officials, it flew towards the Grand Canal Pier.

...

There are poisonous birds circling in the air and blocking the poisonous people on the ground. Waterways are the safest way at present, but Zhongzhou is far away from Kunlun, and even if the ink boat travels day and night, it will take at least three days and three nights.

Yan Yunting habitually sat at the bow of the boat, with a map of Jiuzhou in front of him. At this moment, he was using pens of different colors to draw the route of travel and divide safe and dangerous areas.

Although Yan Yunting rushed to Kunlun Mountain this time, he was accompanied by his advisers from the Confucian scholars, he still believed that he should use his own strategy to grasp the overall situation.

"Yan Yunting, what are you doing?" When Yan Yunting heard this carefree voice, he knew who was coming.

Ding Jiujiu must not be too angry. She sat down next to Yan Yunting, and spoke and said, "Where is wine, take it out and drink a few sips."

Yan Yunting took off the wine bag and handed it to Ding Jiujiu: "It's better to drink less at the girl's house."

Ding Jiujiu took off his wine bag, took two big mouthfuls, and wiped his mouth: "My name is 'Ding Jiujiu', how can I not drink alcohol?"

"Where is your poster?" Yan Yunting asked.

“Resting in the room.”

"It's obviously very weak, why do you have to hold on?"

"I don't know either. Everyone advised her not to come. She insisted on coming and asked her to take me with her by name."

This is probably the purpose of Yuwen Changqing's letter. The man behind Ouyang Bingyan is a scholar, and the man behind Ding Jiujiu is a monk.

These women in Peacock Tower are indeed powerful, and the great sages of Confucianism and Zen masters are their beloveds.

But then again, they have been tragic throughout their lives, either being ridden by men or being deceived by men.

"well……"

"Why are you sighing? Shouldn't we come?" Ding Jiujiu seemed to be as beautiful as a fire, but she was simple. Of course, she didn't know the purpose of Ouyang Bingyan bringing her here this time.

"No, I'm just a little worried. This time the action will be very dangerous," Yan Yunting looked at Ding Jiujiu: "Miss Ding, we all have the Nirvana realm force, you are the weakest, aren't you afraid?"

"When did you have the Nirvana realm force? When I first met you, you were not even considered a Xuan realm." Ding Jiujiu said in surprise.

Yan Yunting said bitterly: "Is it okay to run if I leave? Not everyone will be as lucky as me, who can survive from death and have extraordinary luck."

"I'm afraid of it! At worst, I'll die! My aunt has never been afraid of death when she grows so old!" Ding Jiujiu "gulu" poured two more sips of strong wine, and her pretty blushing face was obviously slightly drunk.

Yan Yunting snatched the wine bag from her hand and let her drink it again, "I will protect you. Even if I am not qualified, someone will always appear in time."

Ding Jiujiu held her cheeks, and she seemed to be really drunk. She burped and her pronunciation was a little unclear: "Everyone can do it, just don't come to monks... I hate monks the most... I will beat another one when I see one..."

Sometimes, when some people stand together, they will make people feel that they are born with a pair of people. The refreshing Ding Jiujiu and the humble and restrained Master Wujie, no one says they are not a good match.

Thinking about the night in Kunlun Mountain, Wu Jie must have got the answer. Ding Jiujiu may be the woman he has been looking for for more than ten years, but he still couldn't recognize him in the end. Why is this?

Yan Yunting couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it seems that everyone's love is not that easy in this world.

...

"Note that there are crows coming!"

The alarm came from the Muquan patrolling in the air, and the ink ship immediately opened the defensive barrier, and everyone rushed out of the cabin after hearing the sound.

"Quaguagua..."

A small group of crows flew from the sky, not very large in size, at most one or two hundred. They soon flew over the ink boat and pecked at the barrier with their bird beaks.

"Lu An, Zhou Xingzhi, you go and expel it." Cai Youji carried his hands on his back and gave a light order.

"Yes!" Lu An and Zhou Xingzhi responded, soared into the air, jumping out of the barrier at both ends.

Lu An and Zhou Xingzhi are both masters of the great inner world, and their force is close to the peak of Nirvana. The former uses a knife and the latter uses a hook.

When the crows saw the living people flying out, they turned around and rushed towards the two of them!

Lu An and Zhou Xingzhi each burst out with strong true energy, and the knife and hook crossed each other, killing the crows and birds flying around and ravens and ravens running around!

Soon, all the crows were wiped out.

"I didn't expect that I encountered these bad things shortly after I left the city."

"There are several batches of poisonous birds like this on the canal every day, which is nothing new. Everyone can be more vigilant."

A group of one or two hundred crows can only be said to be a pile of loose sand, and a group of over a thousand can only be considered a small scale. The group of crows Yan Yunting has ever encountered has not been overwhelming, tens of thousands of times?

"Everyone prepare the turmeric oil. Next time you encounter a group of crows, set fire to expel them immediately. The number of these poisonous birds is too large, and it is difficult to kill them all."

...

In the evening, the ink boat sailed out of the canal and turned into the long river to continue northwest. Following the shortest route, you need to go to the back of Yangzhou and southern Xuzhou, and then transfer from the Sichuan-Shu waters to the tributary of the Kunlun River, and finally arrive at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

After the first attack by the crows, three further attacks occurred until the evening, and the size of the crows was larger and larger every time.

There is no doubt that the closer the northwest, the larger the plague, the more trouble you will encounter. Since Jiuyou planned to attack Kunlun Mountain, he would definitely try his best to prevent the various sects in Jiuzhou from coming to support him.

Yan Yunting stood at the bow of the boat holding the map. After an afternoon of thinking, he had divided all the dangerous areas in the northwest. These were places he had experienced personally. It was outlined in detail which road can be taken, which road is dangerous, where can be gone, and how to go.

But even so, the danger hidden in the darkness is still unpredictable. He must always be vigilant and stare at everything in the night like a wolf.

"Wow wow wow wow..." Suddenly, a subtle sound of spreading wings in the night sky was captured by his ears. He suddenly looked up and saw a "black shadow" hovering above the head of the ink boat under the dim moonlight. It shuttled back and forth between the clouds, trying to use the night and feathers to disguise.

But Yan Yunting soon discovered its identity from its form and motivation - this is a vulture!
Chapter completed!