There are many water outlets in the West Lake, but the only one that can accommodate the navigation of a large boat like Yingyue Tower is the Jiuqu Lake Waterway next to Zhaoqing Temple.
In the previous dynasty, wars continued, the heroes were divided, and people all over the world were displaced. Groups of refugees came all the way south from the Central Plains to the beautiful mountains and rivers of the south of the Yangtze River, just to escape the war and seek a stable life.
Facing a large number of refugees, Zhaoqing Temple opened its gates to accept everyone, donated food and clothing, and saved everyone from danger. Later, after the war gradually subsided and people's lives settled down, many people came to rebuild the gate of Zhaoqing Temple and then gilded it. Zhaoqing, together with Lingyin, Faxi and Jingci, was also known as the four ancient temples in Qiantang.
Midnight is approaching, and only the faint candlelight is flickering in the mountain temple. The rising tide of the river is splashing against the stone beach on the shore. The bright moon is gradually setting in the west, the chirping of insects has stopped, everything is silent, and there is no sign of any big ship. .
"They didn't go in this direction. Where would such a big boat go?" Qingya and the others followed the waterway for more than ten miles, but there was still no sign of the boat.
Qingya kept recalling the conversation he heard in the cave before in his mind, hoping to find clues.
Jinling City!
Next month, they will continue to go north to Jinling City to continue their operations. Now that something has gone wrong, they must have gone north overnight in advance.
From Qiantang to Jinling, the road they will definitely take is the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal. Although it is unclear how they drove the boat into the canal, this waterway was the only navigation route and they must have been there.
"Sister Qing'er (Qingya), let's go to the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal." At the same time, both of them expressed their judgment.
In the earlier era of the war thousands of years ago, princes rose up together, heroes competed for hegemony, and countless romantic figures competed in the Central Plains. The Grand Canal started from the Hangou dug by Wu State for the Northern Expedition to Qi State. It was later greatly expanded during the heyday of the previous dynasty. It starts from Qiantang in the south and reaches Luoyang in the north. Now it has become an important transportation between the north and the south.
At this time, on the vast water, a huge ship was sailing north at full speed. The usually luxurious decorations and bright lights were removed from the ship's hull. The paddle at the stern was spinning rapidly, like a black giant beast running on the water.
"But how could two little babies in the middle stage of foundation building end up like this?"
"To be fair to the elders, these two people are not very high in cultivation, but their Taoism is extremely powerful. The weapons in their hands are all from the heaven level. I don't know which sect they are disciples of. Such a grand display."
Zhong Yan, who was seriously injured and fled at this time, was no longer in danger of life after being treated by the elders of the sect. However, due to the damage to the original fire and the loss of too much essence and blood, he no longer had the cultivation level at the peak of foundation building.
The man who was called the elder was wearing a dark red imitation Taoist robe with fire cloud patterns, a Tai Chi bun with a red coral hairpin on his head, and a standard goatee. He looked somewhat like an immortal.
"Elder, you are a Golden Core cultivator. No matter how powerful they are, they will never be your match. Why are we leaving in such a hurry?" The person who asked the question was none other than the Holy Spirit in the religion.
"Our mission in Qiantang City is coming to an end. There has been too much noise recently, and we can't help but be targeted by people with intentions. According to Zhong Yan, those two people must be Tianyun disciples. If it's just the two of them, it doesn't matter. But if any of the imperial chiefs comes down, then we will all sink to the bottom of the West Lake."
In the hall of Yingyue Tower, the backbones of the Wild Fire Holy Cult were sitting opposite each other, discussing the next matter, but Saint Wuyou could only stand aside tremblingly, with her head lowered and silent.
"Holy Girl, have you ever seen these two people in Yingyue Tower?" The elder glanced at Wuyou and asked him.
"Back to the elders, there were many people coming and going in the building. Wuyou didn't remember it, but I don't know how great the two of them are, and they are definitely no match for the elders and the Holy Spirit." From the beginning to the end, Wuyou didn't raise his head to reply. It is also like a puppet on strings, without any emotion.
"I used the Spirit Transformation Formation to teleport the ship from the waters of the West Lake to the Grand Canal. It's no wonder that I spent several months arranging the formation. They must not have expected it..."
Before the elder finished speaking, the ship suddenly shook violently as if it had hit something.
"What happened? How is the sailing situation?" the elder asked the helmsman in the cockpit.
"Report to the elders, we have encountered an attack, and someone is chasing our ship from behind."
"Could it be that they are catching up? How come they are catching up so fast? How many people are there?" In the panic, the atmosphere on the ship suddenly became tense. Wuyou lowered his head and clenched his fists. He seemed a little nervous, but at this moment he was gone. People will notice her.
"There are only two people here, a boy and a girl. They are both sixteen or seventeen years old."
"Hmph, you simply don't take me seriously. Today, let this young man who doesn't know the heights and heights of the world feel the strength of a golden elixir monk."
After learning that there were only two people on the other side, the elder's confidence instantly increased.
"Pass my order to remove the ship protection formation. No one is allowed to interfere. Wait until I come to meet these two young people who don't know the heights of the world." It can be seen that the elder is full of confidence at this time.
As soon as the words fell, the roof above everyone was cut in half by a sword light, and the so-called ship protection formation had long been dimmed. Looking out through the big hole in the roof, two monks, a man and a woman, were guarding the ship. Walking in the air, looking down at everyone, it was Qing Ya and Hua Qing'er who were chasing after them.
"Everyone, I'm fine. Where are you going in this hurry?" Qingya slightly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it directly at the people below. The cold light flashed on the edge of Qingming's sword, and the majestic sword energy was getting ready to go. .
"You wantonly plundered people's money and brought Qiantang's economy to the brink of collapse. You still want to run away?" Hua Qing'er stepped on the green lotus, and the two swords in her hands turned into two lotuses spinning in her palms like nebulae.
"Arrogant boy, let's try the knife in my hand first."
I saw the elder rising into the sky, holding a slender blade in his hand. At this moment, flames were lingering on the blade. Soon, the flames on the blade suddenly spread to the elder's body. At this moment, he was like a bomb shooting towards both sides. People rushed. He was seen rising up with a sword, and nine flaming swords with a height of more than ten feet suddenly appeared behind him. Different from the phantom swords used by Qingya, they were real flaming swords.
This is exactly the expression of the realm of Jindan monks, turning spirits into forms.
Harmony of the four directions.
Qing Ya lightly clasped the jade pendant around his waist, and a lavender light curtain opened instantly, surrounding the two of them. The rapidly approaching fire hit the light curtain and created little ripples. The nine long knives slashed down one after another, but the thin light curtain had no effect at all.
Then, bursts of blue electric light swept across the light screen. When the electric light met the burning flames, it instantly seemed like a detonation of explosives, causing the elder to roll over and fall solidly towards the deck.
There was a click, and the wooden deck could not withstand such a violent impact, and a hole was punched out. Fortunately, this was the highest level of the building, so it would not be penetrated and leaked.
It is worthy of being the treasure passed down by the Master. This Hehe Jade is truly transcendent.
