Thousands of dragon boats carrying green silk boats will never return them to Yangzhou.
It should be that Tianjiao opened the Bianshui River, and there were no mountains in the land for more than a thousand miles.
A large ship flying the flag of the Caobang was heading north along the river.
When Jiangnan was in chaos, the Caobang no longer sent southern resources to the capital. The imperial court rarely ordered Jiangnan materials to be kept where they were. Many of the Caobang Erlangs are now helping the government resist the Maitreya Cult. Wan Dongliu's identity as the Sixiang Cult has no influence at this time. The Caobang is still a righteous gang connected with the fate of the government.
There are not many boatmen on this ship now, and the supplies it carries are only Wanjia's personal business, and its direction is not the capital, but Qingxu.
What's special is that there are two guests on this boat who don't pay for the ferry. One of them shamelessly brought an extra horse.
With the server-wide announcement of the Book of Troubled Times, no matter how arrogant Zhao Changhe was, he did not dare to continue to operate within the sphere of influence of the Maitreya Sect. It would not be a joke to be blocked. That night, he went directly north to cross the river to Yangzhou, and happened to be in the area. Wandongliu's boat continued to run north.
Those who wanted to take a boat to the upper reaches of the Yangtze River to Wushan earlier found that the boat was not on the way. Anyway, there was no boat on the way at the moment due to the chaos of war, so we should go out first. It's also good to go north. Go to Yanmen and see if there's still a place that can help.
The other person who boarded the boat was Taoist Xuanchong. He was returning to his own sect, Taiyi Sect, in Mount Tai, so he was really on his way.
At this time, Xuan Chong was sitting on the bow of the boat, blowing in the wind, leisurely sipping wine and looking at the surrounding scenery, full of poetry and painting.
What was even more comfortable was that there was a chessboard in front of him. Opposite the chessboard sat a bear. The cager sat cross-legged and had a grimace on his face. He had been motionless for a while.
"Brother Zhao." Xuan Chong said leisurely: "You said you can't play Go, so you're the one who wants to change to chess. You can't play chess, but it's you who invented backgammon. Now that the five-star continuum has been defeated, how many more do you want to change to? Chess?"
Zhao Changhe sniffed, folded his hands and muttered: "Are you martial arts practitioners after all? Everyone is better at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting than anyone else. Haven't you never played backgammon before?"
"This rule is too simple and there is no need to follow it." Xuan Chong said leisurely: "It is better to say that apart from martial arts, Brother Zhao's brain is too... well, too..."
I've been stuck for a long time and can't seem to think of a better way to describe it. If I say it directly, it's too stupid. I wonder if this guy will fall out...
"I can already play the piano, don't say that I don't have artistic talent." Zhao Changhe muttered, and took out a copper plate and handed it over with great distress: "Hey, I am willing to admit defeat. As expected, gambling is not allowed... "
Xuan Chong almost laughed out loud when he saw his expression.
The two of them were having fun on the way, but they both said that they did not gamble, so they ordered a copper coin for fun. Who would have thought that this guy would be so distressed when he lost even a copper coin? Is there something wrong with the Zhao Changhe that people think of him? ?
"Why are you laughing? I was diving to build a boat, and I forgot for a moment. All the banknotes on my body were soaked in water. I have no money now..." Zhao Changhe was very distressed: "Why is there no storage bag in the world? It's so inconvenient. , to hide a knife also needs to be hidden among the reeds.”
Xuan Chong laughed dumbly.
"Hey, Taoist brother, are you cultivating immortals? Have you ever heard of such things as storage bags or storage rings, or did they exist in the last era?"
"There is it in the story, but I have never seen it in reality." Xuan Chong said leisurely: "In the last era... it was suspected that it existed. To be honest, this kind of thing is a kind of space method. People today can't do it. It doesn't represent the gods of the previous era. Demons can't do it. According to various legends, they can do it. If Brother Zhao really needs that kind of thing, maybe he can see it in some ruins."
Zhao Changhe curled his lips. The Sword Emperor's Mausoleum is considered a top relic. Unfortunately, no one dares to explore inside. Apart from the inheritance, there is nothing very good in the periphery, let alone the stored treasure... I don't know Sisijian. No, no one mentioned it at the time.
But even if there were, with everyone's current practice, they wouldn't be able to use it... Why would you stick into the ring space to get something? Are you really angry? The current level of Qi cannot even retrieve objects from the air...
Zhao Changhe tried it without looking for trouble, then suddenly reached out his hand and tried to absorb the pieces on the chessboard in the air. The pieces moved and could not be caught.
Xuan Chong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Brother Zhao, you might be able to try sucking a piece of paper, forget about the chess pieces. Unless you have specially practiced ingestion martial arts, capturing dragons, etc., and mastered special movement methods, you might be able to try try."
Zhao Changhe's eyes lit up: "Is there such a kind of martial arts? Where can I find it?"
"Burning doors, is there anyone better than them at remotely ingesting things?"
"Well……"
Speaking of which, I wonder where Ji Chengkong went... Zhao Changhe suspected that he recognized Sisi. Now that the message had been passed on, there was no need to continue "looking for someone", so he left. It's a bit fun to steal doors. Zhao Changhe thinks that if there is a chance, we can deepen the communication.
I feel that Xuanchong is also very knowledgeable. Having said this, why not take the opportunity to inquire about other things: "Then if I want to find a powerful fist and palm Kung Fu, whose family is the most famous? Is it the Beggar Clan?"
"Although there is a Beggar Clan, martial arts mainly focus on sticks, fists and palms are not very famous, and the Beggar Clan does not follow the path of fierceness." Xuanchong said very strangely: "Brother Zhao's lack of Jianghu anecdotes is surprising, although It hasn’t been long since you entered the world, but you and Yue Hongling have a close relationship with the Chief Tang. Yue Hongling has traveled all over the world and the Chief Tang has a lot of information. What have you been talking about for so long?"
Zhao Changhe really wanted to put an emoticon on his face pointing at the clown and laughing.
Xuan Chong was speechless: "To say that the strongest fist is of course His Majesty's 'My Fist', its fierceness and domineering power are unparalleled in the world."
"What the hell is this name?"
"That's what His Majesty said."
Zhao Changhe secretly thought, why does he feel that this second level is like a dragon bird? The knife follows its owner?
"What's next?"
"The second one is the Langya Wang Family's Pai Tian Zhen Hai Palm, and the Four Elephants Sect's Xuanwu boxing technique. I don't know the name. It is said that one punch can kill everyone..."
It would be believable to blow someone up by injecting real energy and causing them to burst from the inside. However, it would be a bit outrageous to blow someone up with force. Zhao Changhe didn't believe it. After thinking about it in my mind, I felt that the Wang family and Xuanwu's martial arts were clearly beyond their reach. Could it be that they were on the road to recognizing their wild father again?
"What about Brother Dao, your Taiyi Sect? Are you really a cultivator?"
"Our Taoist sect follows the path of using softness to overcome strength. Although fists and palms are good, they are not suitable for Brother Zhao's problem."
Really... Zhao Changhe looked at him thoughtfully, but did not continue the topic. Just as he was about to ask about the third level, the sound of rapid horse hooves came from far away from the shore.
They are both people with keen intuition. Even though the sound of hoofbeats is far away, they can feel that it seems to be coming towards their ship. They can't help but look at each other and stop talking.
Not long after, a group of knights swept over and came to the shore to mount their horses in an extremely orderly manner.
The leading knight raised his voice and shouted: "Stop the ship!"
The sailors in Caogang are also used to it, how can we pay attention to them? The ship kept moving forward without stopping.
"How brave! Did the Cao Gang come against our Wang family?" The leading knight sneered, but without making any movement, he suddenly jumped up from his horse in the air and leapt towards the edge of the ship like a roc spreading its wings.
It is obviously quite a long distance from the shore for normal boating. Zhao Changhe had to wait for Cui Yuanyang to row towards the shore for a long time before he could leap to the shore, but this knight jumped over and was only ten feet away. Really able to reach the ship.
Zhao Changhe watched with great interest, and saw that when the man was about to run out of strength, he suddenly took off his hand and threw out a hook, accurately fastened it to the edge of the ship, and used the power of the hook to land on the bow of the ship very smoothly.
Many pedestrians on the shore saw it and cheered: "What a handsome skill!"
Zhao Changhe also secretly praised it in his heart. This move is a bit interesting. I wonder if it can be learned. Mom carries too many things with her, so I'm afraid it may not be convenient.
The captain walked out of the cabin with a somewhat ugly look on his face: "Wang family?"
The man said proudly: "Not bad."
The captain secretly thought that you are a very proud mother. If I hadn’t heard you say the word Wang, you would have been shot like a target by our random arrows and you would have turned into a hedgehog.
Of course, since he is a member of the Wang family, he is arrogant, and the Cao Gang did not dare to offend him. The ship owner had to swallow his anger and said: "I wonder why the Wang family stopped my Cao Gang's boat?"
The man didn't answer, but suddenly slapped the captain on the face, knocking him staggering.
Xuanchong stood up suddenly, and Zhao Changhe's eyes instantly became ferocious.
The man suddenly felt chills all over his body, as if he was being targeted by a tiger. He didn't know which of the two people on the bow of the boat was coming from him.
(End of chapter)
