On the river leading to Daze, the sound of rushing water is endless.

Wei Tao slowly straightened up from the river bank, his red robe naturally appearing on his body.

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This robe was really useful. Even if he raised his body and attacked with all his strength, he didn't have to worry about running out of clothes after the battle.

The only flaw is that its bright red color is really unacceptable, and I don’t know if I can find someone to dye it black later.

Hidden Sword Pavilion Ye Qiyuan has disappeared without a trace.

Part of it is on the opposite shore, part of it remains at the bottom of the water, and part of it is scattered on the gravel pile at your feet.

"With a sword in hand, you have an innate advantage."

Wei Tao looked at the two nearly transparent wounds on his hands, his brows furrowed tightly, and he fell into deep thought.

There seemed to be residual sword energy lingering around the wound, causing not only the healing speed to be very slow, but also a constant pain, as if it was being cut by a sharp blade.

To a certain extent, what that person said was not wrong.

When those people came closer, Miao Qiong suddenly came back to his senses. He immediately clasped his fists and gave a deep salute, "In Xia Yuanzhou, I went to Miao Qiong with Fu Merchant to pay my respects to Xuanwu Pang Daozi."

Uncle Geng couldn't help but be stunned, "However, this ship is going to sail south, to the vicinity of the Taixuan Mountains."

The first is Xuanwu Sun Daozi. Although I don’t know if she has been promoted to a grand master, but thinking about her achievements along the way makes people feel emotional and inexplicably familiar with her.

Wei Tao looked up at the high mountain hidden in the clouds and mist, and suddenly felt a little like he was in another world.

Pang Que didn't squint his eyes and kept walking, showing his reserve and arrogance.

After a while, Wei Tao asked, "When did you become a member of the Luo Cha Clan?"

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Geng became more and more awe-inspiring.

"Dingxuan Palace Garden..."

"Mr. Miao, be careful what you say."

Wei Tao couldn't help but be stunned. Listening to her eloquent story, he sketched out corresponding scenes in his mind.

"Brother Qiong, was it actually Xuanwu Pang Daozi who was outside just now?"

Miao Qiong stood up, opened the door to a crack, stretched his head and looked outside.

He collected his thoughts and said casually, "I was wondering what those Taoists from various sects would do to Liu Shaoqing of the Touring Department."

As Wei Tao spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed, "My friend is in the woods in front. Soon we will get close to the shore and they will come up on their own."

"Sister Miao Qin, don't talk nonsense. I don't think that person is a good person, and I don't know what Uncle Geng meant by letting him get on the boat." The girl sighed, worry appearing on her brows.

"My surname is Wei, and my last name is Tao."

After that, neither of them spoke, and walked forward in silence for a while.

Even though he tried his best to use as little force as possible, the whole ship still shook slightly, almost smashing through the deck and falling.

When he had nothing to say, he said: "The old man's surname is Geng. Because of the support of his employer, he is now the shopkeeper of Tongfu Company. I haven't asked the young master's name yet, and I don't know where the young master's friends are waiting to board the ship?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Que straightened up immediately, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and there was no longer any expression.

Luo Cha was left alone in the house, twisting the corners of his clothes.

"Master, why did you say this?"

Half a year later, he climbed Qinglin Mountain again, but he had become Yuan Daozi.

Mr. Miao snorted, his face full of disdain.

Autumn is coming, and the cool breeze is blowing.

"The first way is to be one step ahead of them in terms of realm level. In this way, no matter how powerful the opponent's sword is or how powerful his sword is, you don't need to care. You only need to crush him majestically.

There were figures walking around in the attic behind, and there were also several graceful women looking this way curiously.

When Uncle Geng heard this, he was startled again. He felt that this young man in a bright red robe was somehow strange.

Just like Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty a hundred years ago, with the highest level in the world, he fought against the Thirteen Sword Masters of the Hidden Sword Pavilion alone. The final result was that the swords were broken and people were broken, and the killing formation was broken?"

"If we look purely at physical strength, this swordsman master is far worse than the Beihuang Fan monks, and is not even as good as those two showmen from the Green Lotus Sect.

"The third path is the most common choice for ordinary martial arts masters. Use your own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, avoid the enemy's sharp edges, and vent their energy. When you find an opportunity, you can decide whether to win or lose, life or death.

Wei Tao held his breath and concentrated, suddenly feeling great pressure at this moment.

The building boat took advantage of the wind to speed up and headed north along the river.

Wei Tao asked, "Is it because of Sun Xiyue?"

Speaking of this, she sighed again, "I thought about it, but I only thought of these two people. Maybe they encountered a similar situation to me.

Inside the pavilion, there is an elegant and exquisite room.

…………

Wei Tao stopped and looked back, "Senior Brother Pang, someone is greeting you, but it would be disrespectful to ignore him."

Ni Xun's expression changed slightly, he took a step forward and bowed deeply, "Ni Xun, a disciple of Yuan Yi, has met the head of Dingxuan Palace."

Miao Qiong was suddenly startled. He stared blankly at the smiling face that suddenly appeared in front of him. He was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

"What is Junior Brother thinking about?" Ni Hao asked.

Wei Tao sighed, "There is some unrest around Taixuan Mountain these days. You can go elsewhere instead of coming here. If you lose your life because of this, why bother?"

After a pause, she continued, "But I heard from my father that her purpose is the sacred object that my family has enshrined in the ancestral hall from generation to generation."

Not long after, a middle-aged man at the bow of the ship looked over. Their eyes met in vain and suddenly intertwined.

After a night of subsidence, autumn frost appeared on the ground, creating a vast white scene.

She withdrew her gaze and sighed secretly, "Tao Master, have you ever heard that a warrior who was not particularly talented in his original qualifications, after going through all kinds of hardships to become a Yinji Grandmaster, suddenly seemed to have a spiritual orifice, and could learn anything?

, and even be able to break through one after another, heading straight towards Grandmaster Xiang Yangji?"

The middle-aged Uncle Geng said hurriedly: "I just watched him jump a few feet. He is definitely not an ordinary martial artist. Now that we have met head-on, it would be best for us to lower our posture a little so that we can form a good relationship."

It's even possible that they are all sect disciples.

Ni Hao's voice was very low and sounded quietly in his ears.

He had just seen clearly that the young men and women in front of and behind Xuanwu Pang Daozi were equally extraordinary, and they were not comparable to ordinary martial artists.

"Long time no see, Dao Master Ning's cultivation is becoming more and more advanced, and it is becoming more and more difficult for people to see through."

Wei Tao remained silent, feeling that the look in his eyes from above seemed inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before and it left a deep impression on him.

Miao Qing thought slowly and said, "Perhaps it's because it's going to be dark soon. It's better to keep people in our sights than to be prepared for sneak attacks. Moreover, Uncle Geng has just given a warning and asked the martial arts masters on the ship to prepare."

The expression on Luo Cha's face changed, and finally he sighed softly, "To return to the young master, the little girl left the Luo Cha Mountain at the handover of spring and summer last year and came to the border of Qizhou."

It came from the depths of the mist.

Wei Tao had already poured strength into his legs, but when he heard this, he quietly dispersed his energy and blood, "Thank you for inviting me, I'm sorry for bothering you."

But the destructive power of Sword Intention and Sword Qi is full. Even with my current physical strength, it is difficult to resist his killing move head-on, leaving many wounds after the battle."

Wei Tao shook his head, "If you don't have anything particularly important, it's best not to go near the Taixuan Mountains in the near future."

"So what if he has some skills? Uncle Geng, don't forget that we are one of the top ten big companies in the entire Yuanzhou. We have not only a thousand but also hundreds of warriors under our command. Even on the ship, there are hundreds of warriors.

A guest who has mastered Zang training is sitting in charge. Are you still afraid of him being a lone traveler?"

But in just a moment, the fog came again, covering the cloud viewing platform and hiding the old figure inside.

The girl in red put her chin in her hands and sat on the soft stool, wondering what she was thinking.

"So, what if you can't make it through?"

Wei Tao withdrew his gaze, cupped his fists and bowed, "I would like to thank you, senior, for your generous understanding."

However, it is difficult to defeat the killing move of a master of swordsmanship. If you cannot avoid it perfectly, even if you win, it will only be a tragic victory that requires a high price."

Suddenly, a sail appeared in the water in the distance.

"I don't know what Uncle Geng thinks."

"Miss Luo Cha, you didn't even change your name to something irrelevant. What's the point of hiding your name?"

If he hadn't newly practiced the Emperor Wu's Palm Technique in the past few days, he would still be able to beat him to death, but he would definitely suffer more serious injuries.

"If it were other warriors, they might be happy and motivated when encountering this situation, and they would strive to be brave and diligent, but here, although there is joy, there is more anxiety and sorrow.

He did not look at the cowering Miao siblings, but just focused his gaze on the girl in red.

At the top of the stone steps, a slender figure was standing, standing silently in the white mist that never dispersed. He slowly lowered his head and looked down.

Wei Tao nodded slightly and fell into deep thought.

There is such a long distance between the two sides, and it takes a long time to go back and forth. If the business of the company is delayed, and huge losses are caused in the process... Then, it is important to send the young master to Qizhou first. As the saying goes, with people

For my own convenience, I absolutely agree to turn around and head north, and I have no objections to this."

Quietly, a slightly hoarse female voice slowly sounded out, sounding like a sigh of nostalgia, flowing around the stone path at the foot of Qinglin Mountain.

The mist surged, and an old voice came from it, "It seems that the head of the palace is indeed in the same situation as me."
To be continued...