March in March Pavilion does not refer to the month, but to the vision of the bright moon rising over the sea.
Located at the top of March Pavilion in the center of the river, there is a huge pearl.
Whenever the bright moon rises, the pearl will light up because of the moonlight.
The bright moon in the sky, the reflection in the water, the pearl on the river, all shining in March, can be called a wonderful scene at the Dongjiang Estuary.
Coupled with the strange people and strange things in the March Pavilion, every night, the riverside will attract many people to enjoy the scenery.
At the same time, every time the moon is full, many people will place lanterns slightly upstream.
The lanterns are bright and flow along the river.
However, most lanterns will sink due to the changing river water after drifting for a certain distance.
But there are also some that can gradually stabilize and then be carried to Jiangxin Island by the current.
And generally only those lanterns with injustice written on them can arrive, and those lanterns that are just for fun can't arrive at all.
"It seems that this is indeed God's will. Those injustices can reach the center of the river."
Luo Chuan stood by the river, looking at the lanterns filled with lanterns. His face was covered with frost, and he seemed to be feeling a little emotional.
"There is some kind of providence." Lu Bai just looked at it briefly and then directly refuted Luo Chuan's words.
The Dongjiang River is originally the mouth of the sea, and the water flow is relatively complicated. Especially since there is a small island in the middle of the river, the water flow is even more complicated.
On the riverside, there are a large number of people selling lanterns, and these lanterns are just okay. It is impossible to reach Jiangxin Island with these lanterns.
"If lanterns want to reach Jiangxin Island, they need good materials, and the technical requirements for tying lanterns are also very high."
"In addition, you also need to carefully observe the changing water flow and select the best placement location."
"Only by doing this can the lanterns reach Jiangxin Island successfully."
"This is actually an implicit threshold test."
Lu Bai easily saw through the essence of the lanterns arriving at the center of the river.
"Only those who are truly faced with injustice and have a strong desire to seek help will carefully study something like putting out lanterns."
"Therefore, most of the lanterns that can reach Jiangxin Island are those with grievances."
Once the essence of this thing is revealed, there is nothing magical about it.
Luo Chuan's previous remarks about God's will seemed a bit silly.
"If you say it's God's will, don't say that where there's a will, there's a way."
At this time, a man dressed as a sword-wielding scholar seemed to have heard the conversation between Lu Bai and Luo Chuan, and picked up the conversation with a smile.
"I'm Linjiang Academy, Lou Jingren." The scholar introduced his origins with a suitable smile on his face.
Having been popularized by Luo Chuan before, Lu Bai also understood some of the strengths in this martial arts world.
To use some martial arts fantasy language, it is one saint, two valleys, three mountains, four families, five lakes, six rivers, seven views, eight temples and nine streams.
The holy land dominates the world, and the next two valleys, one of which is Baihua Valley.
Among the three mountains, Lianwu Mountain is one of them.
Among the four families, the Luo family is also one of them.
Liujianghe refers to the power established by the six families relying on rivers.
Linjiang Academy and March Pavilion are one of them.
There are a total of forty-five forces, and none of them are easy to mess with.
Of course, these forty-five forces are not the only ones in the martial arts world, and some of the forces within are not static either.
For example, many of the original forces were wiped out during the days when the Holy Land came, so other forces could only take over.
These forces are not ranked in any particular order, and are entirely divided quantitatively by region and characteristics.
For example, Baihua Valley was actually only a middle-to-lower power among the forty-five families back then.
Even after he visited the Holy Land once, he was almost removed from the forty-five rankings.
After the name was later changed to Baihua Tomb, the disciples worked hard and gradually became strong enough to reach a certain level. However, they were limited by their martial arts skills and were only average.
Of course, some time ago, the martial arts in Baihua Tomb became weird.
Linjiang Academy belongs to the upper-middle class.
Scholars need to practice literature, Taoism and martial arts, and learn the six arts of a gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics, and they must be proficient in something.
He is able to govern the country internally and secure the country, and he is able to mount a horse and fight externally.
Their most common attire is that of a scholar wearing a sword.
"People from Linjiang Academy appeared in Dongjiang March Pavilion?" Lu Bai raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you also want to make a move?"
"With the world's martial arts undergoing great changes, the academy will naturally take action." Lou Jingren did not deny this.
There is still a certain distance between Linjiang Academy and Dongjiang. Although they are both part of the Six Rivers, there is not much exchange between the two forces.
In other words, Dongjiang March Pavilion has little communication with all the forces and has always maintained a mysterious image.
"In addition to me, I have also met Master Huihe from Lingtong Temple, Taoist Master Wang from Wanheguan, and Master Zhang from Lihe Sect before."
The Baihua Tomb suddenly emerged, killed Feng Feinv, and started a strong rebellion against the Holy Land.
Unfortunately, all martial arts schools responded positively, but there are also more martial arts schools that are worried in their hearts and want to unite to discuss what to do in the face of this change.
Dongjiang has convenient transportation and a superior geographical location, so most of those sects want to gather here.
"I wonder which family you are from, Brother Lu?" Lou Jingren was straightforward.
Looking at Lu Bai's short hair, he guessed that the other person might come from one of the eight temples, but he did not sense any aura of an accomplished monk from him.
It's just that the other party's nickname is also called Blood Monk...
"No one." Lu Bai looked at the scholar. He was currently wanted by Baihua Tomb.
Logically speaking, in the current general trend of public opinion, Baihua Tomb is the 'just' party.
Strengths such as Linjiang Academy have actually been oppressed by the Holy Land. These forces should support Baihua Tomb.
But judging from the current situation, the scholar is not very hostile to him, and he even wants to get close to him.
It seems that the news of these martial arts sects is not that closed. At least they have a certain understanding of the strangeness of Baihua Tomb.
"I'm just a traveler."
"Is that so?" Lou Jingren smiled.
Then he smiled and said to Lu Bai: "I wonder if Mr. Lu can come with me to visit Jiangxin Island."
While he was talking, a large fishing boat came slowly from upstream. On the fishing boat, there were already several scholars with swords who had rolled up their sleeves and were paddling the boat.
Obviously, these people are all scholars of Linjiang Academy.
"Brother Jin, we are ready!"
The scholars spoke with great vigor, obviously their internal strength was not weak.
"Please, Brother Lu?" Lou Jingren made a gesture of invitation.
Lu Bai was not afraid and took Luo Chuan directly onto the boat.
As Lou Jingren boarded the boat, the fishing boat sailed along the current towards the island in the middle of the river.