The wind is strong and the grass is flying, and the small ferry at the interception of Han River is hidden in a marsh of reeds.
Bai Song led the horse down from the merchant ship.
Several martial arts people have been waiting here for a long time. Judging from their alert eyes, it is obvious that they are facing a formidable enemy.
The boat sailed away, and the lonely man and horse looked out of place among the vast water plants.
People outside the ferry also looked puzzled when they saw such a team.
A young woman asked the middle-aged man next to her in a low voice: "Is this... is this the envoy of the imperial court?"
The middle-aged man frowned: "I don't know. Anyway, let's ask for my identity first."
After saying that, the middle-aged man personally stepped forward and bowed his hand to Bai Song: "May I ask whether you are a distinguished guest from Chang'an?"
"Dignified guest?" Bai Song was stunned, then smiled, "Your title is quite strange, but it counts, right?"
"Is there any official document? An imperial edict?"
"No."
"Then how do you prove your identity?"
Bai Song took out the knife, and the middle-aged man immediately took a few steps back warily.
I saw Bai Song swiping his sword horizontally, and a thin stream of true energy swept across the reed marsh. The scene of the strong wind and flying grass suddenly became still, and the wind suddenly stopped!
The young girl not far away looked at her own flow, her expression gradually becoming serious.
A few seconds later, the river wind came back again. Grass clippings were flying for a while, and the entire reed grass seemed to be swept into a green snowstorm. The reed grass pile beside Bai Song suddenly became shorter.
"Depend on!"
Only then did other people in the world react and couldn't help but murmur.
It turns out that all of this was accomplished by that man simply swinging his sword.
"Now, do you believe it?"
Bai Song took back his knife and asked calmly.
The middle-aged man gasped and quickly bowed and saluted: "I believe it! I believe it..."
"Are you from Mantuo Villa?"
"Yes. The common people heard from Chuan Shu that a messenger from Chang'an had come to the humble residence, and he was specially ordered by the village owner to come to greet him."
"That's good, just lead the way."
Bai Song led the horse and followed several disciples from Mantuo Villa, heading towards the Mantuo Villa where he heard about it halfway.
Bai Song led the horse behind and walked slowly and calmly.
But the people leading the way seemed much more nervous. They would always look back at Bai Song from time to time. Every time they looked at him, their uneasiness would become deeper.
"Fourth Uncle, what is that man's strength?"
"I didn't feel much inner strength in that move just now, but it was too relaxed, which gave people an unfathomable feeling. If he is a martial arts person, he will not pretend to be a person from the imperial court. If he is really a person from the imperial court, then he
His strength will definitely not be lower than that of the mid- to late-stage Pei Yuan Jing. After all, he can be valued by the imperial court, and he will not be an ordinary master."
"Mid-to-late Peiyuanjing! Don't we have no one who can compete with him in Mantuo Villa?"
"My Mantuo Villa has been operating in Jianghu for many years, and it is not something that the imperial court can manipulate at will. Fortunately, I got the news two days in advance, and your father had already taken the lead in writing a letter to invite reinforcements. I heard that we were lucky, and there was already a rescuer on the way here.
The senior has come to the villa to take charge. We cannot afford to offend this person, but when he comes to the villa, even if he has thousands of abilities, he is no match for the senior."
"What kind of senior can make you, Fourth Uncle, so confident?"
"You will know when the time comes."
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Mantuo Villa is located in the mountains where the Han River and the Yangtze River communicate. It is close to the ferry, surrounded by mountains on one side and water on the other side, and fertile plain fields on both sides.
Bai Song followed this not far away and saw a continuous tea garden.
No boundaries can be seen at a glance, and the scale is even larger than the tea mountains of the Bai Song Dynasty.
Mantuo Villa is located at the beginning of the tea fields, surrounded by mountains and rivers, hidden in the forest, and is very elegantly built.
The Bai Song Dynasty didn't know much about Mantuo Villa. What they saw was what they felt. Although the villa was well built, it lacked some of the composure and confidence of the Jianghu sect. The two stone lions at the door seemed more worldly.
When the Bai Song Dynasty arrived, Mantuo Villa felt like it was facing a formidable enemy. All the disciples inside and outside were on full alert, just like the first few who greeted people.
Of course, when they saw that this was the only person coming, the disciples at the door were a little surprised, and there were chatter among the crowd.
At this time, a middle-aged man in splendid clothes and jade belt came out from the village to greet him. Seeing Bai Song, he was not surprised at all. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Welcome to you. This is Tian Yuejing, the owner of Mantuo Villa."
Bai Song nodded and did not answer, but handed the reins to the other party.
Everyone was stunned. What does this mean? Does he want the owner of the village to lead his horse?
Isn't this too arrogant?
What?
You didn't even fight, but you're going to sit on top of others and dominate?
The court's hawks and dogs are simply too deceptive!
The owner of the farm looked at the reins in his hand, his expression became more and more ugly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it too arrogant to be too high?"
"Why? Not willing?" Bai Song asked back, "In Chang'an, many people want to lead horses for me but are not qualified. I give you this opportunity. You should be grateful, understand?"
"You are so young and don't know how high the world is. Do you really think this world is the same as Chang'an?"
The owner of the village whispered, and was about to throw the reins to the ground, when Bai Song suddenly turned around and grabbed him by the collar.
For a moment, the owner of the village felt like he had been cast into a body-holding spell, enveloped by an indescribable force. A chill bursting from deep in his heart gave him goosebumps all over his body.
This was an unprecedented feeling. Even his legs were shaking a little and he couldn't even stand still.
Is it just the look in this young man’s eyes?
The village owner couldn't believe it, but he couldn't say a word. The reins in his hands became as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he didn't even have the strength to throw them away.
"Call out the reinforcements you invited. I don't have time to hang around with you here."
Bai Song gave a low drink, and the sound spread far, far away.
There seemed to be movement in the villa, and an old voice came from far away: "Hahaha, are today's young people so arrogant?"
As soon as the voice came out, a gray light appeared in the sky outside the villa as if it appeared out of thin air.
A huge pressure of true energy fell from the sky and enveloped everyone.
Without exception, all the disciples at Mantuo Villa felt their bodies sink.
"So strong!" The young girl following him couldn't help but praise.
At this time, the fourth uncle next to him said with a proud attitude: "This is the Tianshan Divine Sword Master Furukawa. He became famous in the world decades ago. He is a famous half-step master! Under the master, he is invincible!"
"Half-step master!" The young girl's eyes widened in surprise, looking at the old man above her head with a pilgrim face.
The half-step master is already a legend in the world. A real person in the world may never meet a real master in his lifetime.