Chapter 196: Star Picker Appears

"How come it's here so fast?"

On the sea, the faces of several foundation-building cultivators changed, and many of them looked towards Tian Lin.

Because among the people present, only Tian Lin had the experience of having a "deep friendship" with the ferryman.

"I think this may be due to cultivation?"

Tian Lin looked at the people around him calmly and said:
"If you want to lead the foundation-building monks to a further direction, they must be foundation-building monks—

Everyone, don't be so lucky as to think that sacrificing the life of the sword slave or the sword bearer will allow you to rest easy."

"Daoyou, would you like to take a boat?"

While Tian Lin was speaking, Yiye's ferry had already arrived.

The old man who was being questioned changed his expression and wanted to escape from the ship he was on like everyone else.

But just as he was about to release the flying sword and escape on it, the bamboo pole used by the ferryman to row the boat was pulled out of the sea and he was directly impaled on the pole.

Thinking that the old man was also in the initial stage of foundation building, he lost all his true energy after being hit by the bamboo pole and died in an instant.

This scene scared the people around so much that they almost died.

Some people fled into the distance, but their actions attracted the attention of the other two ferries.

The ferryman on the ferryboat didn't even ask a question. He instantly stretched out the bamboo pole in his hand and pierced the three fleeing foundation-building monks to death instantly.

It was clear that they could neither win nor escape, and the deep sea was even more dangerous than here.

Escaping to the distant sea is obviously not a wise idea.

"Miss Jiang, quickly take the battle flag and let us go back."

Some people shouted, but others said to Tian Lin: "Friend Tian, we are relying on you to save our lives."

First, Mei Xiangu held her sword and said coldly, "No one can leave without your order."

Then came Tian Lin's voice:
"I risked my life to save everyone last night, but what did I get in return? You guys are just empty-handed. Not only do you want me to forgive you, but you also want me to be willing to risk my life for you. Isn't that too disrespectful to my character?"

His words clearly showed that he wanted to get some benefits, but the people present did not think that Tian Lin looked ugly, but rather felt a little ashamed.

After all, Tian Lin was indeed very "upright" yesterday.

But everyone thought that he was doomed to die, so some of them wanted to divide his inheritance, while others, although they did not participate, did not seek justice for Tian Lin.

At this time, Tian Lin was already heartbroken. How could he possibly give for them for nothing?

"You can ask me to save your life. I will try to divert these three boats. I just need each of you to give me three high-quality spirit stones."

"Three high-quality spirit stones?"

Some stingy people couldn't help but ask: "That's three thousand low-grade spirit stones. How long will it take us to get so many high-grade spirit stones?"

Tian Lin said: "It just so happens that I can only divert one ferry at a time - so whoever is unwilling to pay the spirit stone can find a way to deal with the other two ferrymen."

Time was particularly pressing at this moment. While Tian Lin and the others were talking, in order to avoid disaster for themselves, these foundation-building monks had already sent out their sword-bearing monks and sword slaves, letting them use their lives to buy time for themselves and the others.

The ferrymen did not care about the level of cultivation of the people coming, nor did they care whether they were men or women, old or young. They all treated people equally, asking them for money, asking them to get on the boat, and then skewering them.

"Okay, we agreed that three boats would earn you three high-quality spirit stones. If you lead one less boat away, you won't get a single spirit stone."

On the boat, a foundation-building monk spoke.

At this moment of life and death, there is no time for people to think too much.

Furthermore, Tianlin was able to lead a ferry yesterday thanks to his encounter with the Jindan ancestor.

Even if Tian Lin has the ability to deal with one ferry, even if he is a master in the late foundation building stage, he may not be able to deal with the three ferries.

Everyone thought that they should agree to it first no matter what.

Tian Lin didn't care what these people were thinking. He turned to look at the Yu'er sisters and said, "You two should follow Miss Jiang to the big ship, or someone will use you as scapegoats later."

After saying this, he glanced at everyone present and said, "Tian is a man of his word, and I hope you won't let me down again this time."

He stopped talking nonsense, turned around and flew to a ferry, and said to the old man on the ferry: "I want to take a boat!"

As the copper coin in Tian Lin's hand fell into the old man's bag, the old man stopped using the bamboo pole to kill people, but inserted it into the sea and gave a gentle push.

After Tian Lin got on the ferry, the old man took Tian Lin to the distant sea.

The sword slave who had managed to escape thanks to Tian Lin's intervention was still in shock and returned to the bow of the ship in great joy.

But before he could stand firmly, his master threw him to one of the two remaining ferries. His master said, "What are you standing there for? There are still two boats that haven't left yet."

While speaking, the foundation-building cultivator looked at Mei Xiangu who was holding the sword and said, "Miss Jiang, take advantage of this opportunity to quickly open the formation and let us return to Pingyang City first."

The man holding the sword said coldly: "The fairy lady is missing now, how can we allow you to escape without permission? Besides, Fellow Daoist Tian has already led a ferryman away, what are you afraid of?"

The foundation-building cultivator said, "Although Fellow Daoist Tian is quite powerful, how could he be so lucky as to survive the hands of the ferryman every time?
Besides, even if he can come back alive soon, it will be dawn by then, and we will probably all be dead. "Bao Jian knew that what these people said was reasonable, and he also knew that they had promised to give Tian Lin the spirit stones just to coax Tian Lin to take action.

After all, they didn't believe that Tian Lin could save them from the three ferrymen.

"I said no, so you dare to kill me?"

After Bao Jian finished speaking, he discovered that all the foundation-building cultivators had murderous looks in their eyes.

Obviously, at the critical moment of life and death, her identity as Mei Xiangu holding a sword and her origin from Shuiyun Sect were of no use.

At this time, Yu'er suddenly said, "My master is back."

She usually called Tian Daoye in front of others, but this time she was too excited and subconsciously called out the word "Master".

But who among the people present carefully studied the meaning of these two words? No one associated Tian Lin with Tian Shuang.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Tian Lin's figure transformed into a beam of light appearing in front of the second ferry in the fog.

"This, this has been less than half an hour, right? How did he manage to send the ferryman away in half a quarter of an hour?"

Everyone was extremely surprised and looked at Tian Lin's back with doubt.

At this time, Tian Lin had already boarded the second ferry. In the thick fog more than a mile away from the others, he suddenly took out a copper coin and threw it to the ferryman, saying, "Excuse me, please take me to the sea."

The ferryman didn't waste any time. He collected the money and then paddled the ferry down to the sea.

Chenxiantang seems to be colder tonight than last night, and the sword energy in the sea water is densely distributed at a depth of two meters.

Tian Lin and the ferryman had not walked more than 20 to 30 feet when the ferryman's entire body was wounded by the sword energy.

Tian Lin had twice experienced "killing" the ferryman. He released his spiritual consciousness and did not attack the ferryman. Instead, he took advantage of the sword energy to destroy the sack on the ferryman's shoulder. When the copper coins in the sack were scattered, he used his spiritual consciousness to protect and roll up a large amount of copper coins.

As the ferryman was completely killed by the sword energy, Tian Lin picked up the wooden sign, the ferry and the bamboo pole, and pulled the boat upwards.

He still hasn't figured out what material the wooden sign with the word "Ferryman" is made of. The ferry boat and bamboo pole look very ordinary, but they can block the damage of sword energy.

Tian Lin found his wooden boat, put the ferry, bamboo pole and wooden sign into the storage bag, and then returned to Mei Xiangu's big boat.

At this time, only seven or eight people were left out of the hundreds of sword holders and sword slaves, and even two foundation-building monks were killed.

But the people present still lamented that Tian Lin came too quickly, and their expressions became excited.

"Is Fellow Daoist Tian's cultivation level in the middle or late stages?"

Someone couldn't help but say: "Even if he is in the middle stage, his strength is no worse than Mei Xiangu and others. Maybe he is really a star picker."

Regardless of whether Tian Lin's cultivation is in the middle or late stage, these people would never dare to shirk Tian Lin's responsibility.

This time, Tian Lin was just waiting for the spirit stones to come into his account. If he could collect a few high-quality spirit stones, it would be enough for him to take the teleportation array to the Northern Wilderness.

His boat was sailing on the river at this time, and the people and the ferry were already in the fog.

Just when Tian Lin was about to take out the copper coin to trick the ferryman into going to the sea, a light boat came out from a distance, and a young man was seen paddling on the river. He stopped the boat in front of the ferry and asked the ferryman:

"Old man, do you want to take a boat?"

The young man spoke in a clear voice, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, looking at the ferryman with a smile.

The ferryman was obviously stunned, and with his not-so-high IQ it was obvious that he was unable to react for a moment.

The young man asked again: "Old man, do you want to take a boat?"

The ferryman still didn't answer. Seeing this, the young man pulled out a bamboo pole and pierced the ferryman's body directly.

The young man acted extremely quickly, and the ferryman had no chance to struggle at all, and was directly stabbed to death by the bamboo pole.

Tian Lin saw the saddle bag and wooden sign falling from the ferryman's shoulders, but he didn't dare to reach out to catch them.

Sure enough, the bamboo pole in the young man's hand, which was used to stab the ferryman to death, flew directly up and down to the saddle bag on the deck, and the waist badge that fell from the ferryman was also picked up by him with the bamboo pole.

The saddlebag somersaulted in the air and landed on the deck behind the young man with a "thump".

Tian Lin then noticed that the boy's back was filled with such bags. It could be said that the boy was carrying a boatload of copper coins.

Is he collecting coppers?

Tian Lin understood something in his heart. Standing on the ferry, he bowed to the young man and said, "Are you Taoist Zhaixingzi?"

The young man did not reply, but crushed the waist badge he had snatched from the ferryman. A black weapon instantly passed through his fingers and was absorbed by the wooden badge on his waist.

He used his own waist badge to eat up the stolen wooden badge, then picked up the bag he had snatched from the ferryman, glanced at it, frowned, and said, "Only one hundred and twenty-one?"

He counted out eleven and threw them into the field:

"Although you found the ferryman, I was the one who killed him. The ferryman's bamboo pole and boat are yours, and I will give you eleven Netherworld coins as compensation. Then neither of us will suffer any loss."

(End of this chapter)

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