Reincarnated in the world of cultivation, the male protagonist and I became brothers

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The question of Dihuazhou is really concise. The short word appearing on the sea seems to be a reminder to go to Dihuazhou.

But this prompt is too short, only one word.

Everyone speculated about what the word "moon" pointed to. It might be the direction, or it might be the time. There were different opinions for a while, but there was no result.

"Master, there are still a few days before the ship leaves. Why not rest on the shore for a few days and find out some information." Butler Ye kept moving, and they had already arrived at the shore of Penglai Island.

There are quite a lot of people on this shore, wearing different sect costumes, and many ships are parked on the shore. Looking at the size, it is clear that the sect must have taken action.

Rong Nian saw a familiar figure and was about to step forward to say hello, but was stopped by her men.

"Who is it?" Her two maids looked fierce, and Rong Nian quickly took a few steps back.

"That lady!" It turned out that he met Na Qujin, Rong Nian shouted. He looked around, but did not see the shadow of the gentleman.

"Who are you?" Out of politeness, Na Qujin glanced in his direction.

"Miss, I don't know you. Let's go quickly. Don't blame us for being rude if you don't leave." The maid's tone was unkind. Rong Nian felt strange, but he really didn't want to fight with them here, so he had to wave his hands and say that he admitted his mistake.

"This young master is so bold that he even dares to flirt with the eldest lady of the Yang Yan Sect." Rong Nian's actions caught the attention of others, and he became interested in having a relationship with Qu Jin.

"I admit my mistake." Rong Nian touched his head in embarrassment. It was impossible for him to admit his mistake, but looking at Qu Jin's appearance, he obviously didn't remember him, which was really strange.

The man who spoke laughed heartily and patted Rong Nian on the shoulder.

He raised his face, with a slovenly look, a beard, and a firm gaze in his eyes.

"You are quite interesting, and you are more knowledgeable than the people on this shore. My name is Wang Dazhuang." He cupped his fists at Rong Nian and introduced.

"My name is Wang Nian, and this is my housekeeper, whose surname is Ye." Rong Nian replied.

"Hello." Butler Ye bowed to him, and he waved his hand, as if he had never seen such a salute before.

He smiled honestly and said to Rong Nian, "Are you also a casual cultivator going to Dihuazhou?"

Seeing that he had no family or sect, Wang Dazhuang led him to his small group. In his words, one more person means more connections.

Rong Nian looked at the group of people in front of him. They looked at him with inquiring eyes, and he could only smile awkwardly.

"Everyone, this is the new prince I met, Wang Nian."

They nodded, considered acquainted, and said nothing more.

"That's their temper, don't be surprised." Wang Dazhuang moved Rong Nian's position and motioned for him to sit down.

Rong Nian held the crude tea in his hand and drank it slowly.

After Wang Dazhuang's introduction, Rong Nian learned that this group of people came from all over Penglai Continent. When they heard that Dihua Continent was accepting disciples, they all wanted to try their luck.

"What about you?" Rong Nian asked curiously. Wang Dazhuang introduced a lot of them, but did not explain his reasons.

"Me, I just want to see what Dihuazhou looks like." His wish was simple and unpretentious.

Rong Nian thought about it. In fact, he had never seen what Dihuazhou looked like. When Wang Dazhuang said this, he became a little curious.

"By the way, have you ever dated...?" He rubbed his hands and blinked at Rong Nian, but Rong Nian didn't understand what he meant.

"That's it, guarantee fee." Wang Dazhuang didn't want to make it too obvious, so he picked up a word and said it.

Rong Nian had never heard of a guarantee fee. He had a simple mind. He just wanted to find a boat to Dihuazhou, so there was no need for a guarantee fee.

"You're not from Penglaizhou, are you?" A person sitting in the dark said. He wore a mask on his face so that his true appearance could not be seen. This was also a way for casual cultivators to protect themselves.

Rong Nian has been in Wanhua Valley for three years and knows very little about the outside world, but he has never heard of guarantee fees.

"Yao Lin Sect knows."

Rong Nian nodded. When he entered the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, that person once mentioned to him that the number one sect today is the Yaolin Sect.

"When we go to Dihuazhou this time, it is inevitable that no one will do evil at sea."

"So Yaolin Sect proposed to collect a guarantee fee."

After the man finished explaining, he returned to the darkness and seemed to be taking a nap.

Rong Nian thought for a while, isn't this just protection money?

"This brother is right. The Yaolin Sect is now so powerful that we, the casual cultivators, can only let them manipulate us." Wang Dazhuang sighed.

"If you can't even pay the guarantee fee, it's better not to go to Dihuazhou to embarrass yourself." A muffled voice came from the darkness, and presumably it was that person who was speaking.

"How much do you have to pay?" Rong Nian asked.

"A middle-grade spiritual stone." Wang Dazhuang said after careful consideration.

Rong Nian and Butler Ye were thinking about it on the way back. It wasn't that they couldn't afford the guarantee fee, but now...should they find a sect to back them up in order to avoid being cheated?

"I didn't expect that going to Dihuazhou would be so complicated." Rong Nian said with emotion.

"The young master rarely goes out, and I rarely come into contact with these twists and turns." Butler Ye said with a smile.

Rong Nian sighed. It seemed that without his status as the number one sword cultivator in Zhongzhou, he was really nothing.

After thinking about it, I felt that I had really lost myself in the privileged world for so long.

Rong Nian patted his head. Since he was under the eaves and had to ask for help, it was better to rely on the Yaolin Sect than to have nothing to rely on.

So, the next day, he followed Wang Dazhuang to the gate of Yaolin Sect, but there were not many people who wanted to seek their protection.

"You really want to get a piece of the pie." The outer disciple of Yaolin Sect complained ruthlessly.

Although the casual cultivators were angry, they did not dare to say anything.

"A middle-grade spiritual stone? Are you trying to steal money?" shouted a grumpy casual cultivator.

"If you can't afford it, get out of here." The outer disciple didn't even look at him.

He was so angry that his teeth itched, but he still took out a middle-grade spiritual stone from his pocket and put it on the table.

"name."

"Wang Nian."

"Cultivation."

"The pinnacle of foundation building."

The outer disciple looked him over, and Rong Nian understood the meaning in his eyes, which was that he was overestimating his abilities.

But he still accepted his spirit stone and gave him a broken sign.

"Why don't we take a boat and there will be someone to take care of us on the way." Wang Dazhuang greeted.

Wang Dazhuang looks honest and honest, and has the strength of the middle stage of Jindan. He is considered the best among their group of casual cultivators, so naturally they will listen to him in everything.

Rong Nian thought about it, it was better to follow Wang Dazhuang than to run around like a headless fly.

Within a few days, their ships were moving along with the huge and luxurious main ship. The main ship belonged to the Yaolin Sect. Since they had received shelter, they naturally followed them.

"What? Are you envious?"

Rong Nian looked sideways and saw the man wearing the mask that day.

"It's just that I have never seen such a big ship." Rong Nian said with a smile. He was telling the truth. The ship was made of special materials and shone with a strange light.

"You are an honest person. No wonder Wang Dazhuang came to you." He took out a wine bottle from his arms, put it to his mouth and took a few sips.

"I'm afraid your strength is not enough to reach Dihuazhou." Although he was stating the facts, Rong Nian felt that he lacked some emotional intelligence.

"You have to try, right?" Rong Nian wasn't annoyed. He was indeed the weakest on the ship, but that didn't mean he was worse than the others.

"You're quite reasonable." He stuffed the wine bottle back and went to the cabin.

Rong Nian looked at the ships on the sea. The three words Dihuazhou were indeed magical, and they actually attracted so many sects to participate.

"6, there are so many people, how can I become Zhao Wuyuan's disciple." Rong Nian counted with his fingers. He was drowned by each one of these people spitting.

"Well, it's not impossible." 666 lay on his head and comforted.

"At least you still have me!"

Looking at 666's confident face, Rong Nian added a bit of sadness.