Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Phoenix-tailed carp.

It is famous for its slender tail and golden streaks.

Its delicious meat is one of several delicacies produced in Liuyu River.

However, the phoenix-tailed carp lays eggs retrospectively every year, and before the summer water rises, it has reached the Yuci Lake with a radius of one million miles at the junction of Nanhuang and Zhongzhou.

As Mu Wan said, the time is wrong now.

This is not for play.

If you miss the time, the spawning place may rise, and countless fish eggs will be washed down and eaten by other fish in the rushing river.

Second, after a while, another rather ferocious black kelp will also spawn from the source.

The mild-mannered anchovy carp is the food in front of the black kelp.

The entire school of anchovies might be wiped out.

Turning his head to look, under the water, a pale red fish shadow can be seen.

"Senior brother, do you know why this is?" Mu Wan looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head.

If there are fish demons that have transformed in this group of fish, you can ask.

It's a pity that he didn't perceive the existence of the big monster in the fish school.

Shao Datian cut half of the fish he caught raw into slices, and half boiled the soup.

They were served raw and cut to Han Muye and Mu Wan, boiled into soup, and brought to Cuicui.

Cuicui is weak and can't stand the wind.

At the bow of the boat, Han Muye and Mu Wan sat on the ground, with peach blossom wine and fish fillets on the wooden table in front of them.

Han Muye put a piece of fish into his mouth with difficulty.

Mu Wan looked at him and smiled lightly.

"Thin as a cicada's wings, crystal clear and full of fragrance, it's really good."

"I think if Shao Datian went to the imperial city to open a restaurant dedicated to making fish, he would definitely be able to earn spirit stones."

Hearing his words, Mu Wan laughed even more, and followed him with a piece of fish and put it into her mouth.

Looking up, seeing Han Muye looking at him, he couldn't help showing a blush on his face.

She put down the bamboo chopsticks, poured the peach blossom wine into the glass, and took it up.

Han Muye picked it up carefully, for fear of breaking the cup.

This made Mu Wan cover her mouth and smile again.

On the big boat in front, Jia Yang and Xiao Chu stood on the deck and looked back.

"If you don't know that Muye's identity is definitely extraordinary, you can really treat him as an ordinary Confucian scholar."

Xiao Chu turned his head, his eyes fell on the top of the big ship behind.

There, an old man in a black robe with a long sword hanging from his waist looked solemn and stood still.

"A Xuanyang guard is personally escorted, does the floating and sinking Dao Sect really dare to come?"

The Xuanyang Guards are the capital, their own combat power is extremely strong, and the power in their hands is not small, not to mention this status represents the dynasty.

To dare to kill offenders who are escorted by all is to face the majesty of the dynasty.

Hearing his words, Jia Yang shook his head and whispered: "Brother Xiao, you have a short time in the southeast, and you don't know the situation in the southeast counties."

"Even if the floating and sinking Daoist sects dare not rebel in person, they will create many disputes and hinder the governance of the dynasty."

"Daomen is quiet, can you really be quiet?"

Of course, Xiao Chu knew that the so-called tranquility was false.

Without resources and without countless disciples with sufficient cultivation aptitude, who can stand in the door?

Resources, disciples, aren't they all competing for?

"Wow—"

Ahead, a phoenix-tailed carp jumped out of the water on the water.

Many fishermen have begun to pull snares and harpoons, driving fishing boats on the water.

This year's anchovy backtracking time was a lot late, which surprised the fishermen.

How many phoenix carp can be caught, but it depends on the harvest of most of the year.

Now, I finally saw the phoenix-tailed carp.

The surface of the river is churning, and at the bottom of the big river, countless schools of fish are flowing upstream.

Ahead, more and more sampan fishing boats are waiting, and the fishermen on the fishing boats are all eyes shining.

Jia Yang frowned.

Xiao Chu also looked solemn.

In such a scene, if someone mixes with the fishermen, it is really hard to prevent.

"You go to the cabin, don't come out if you have nothing to do." The black-robed old man standing on the top of the cabin suddenly said on the big boat behind.

Han Muye raised his head.

The old man put his hand on the hilt of the sword and stared at the countless sampan fishing boats ahead.

"Does this all think that there will be someone from the floating and sinking Dao sect among the fishermen who will come to intercept and kill?" Han Muye put down the wine glass and said softly.

Hearing his words, the black-robed old man looked down at Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head.

"The floating and sinking Taoist sect is the main Taoist sect in several counties in Zhongzhou, and it will not be so unbearable."

"If you really want to kill it, it's at Guanjiangkou."

The black-robed old man frowned.

Guanjiangkou is a fork in the southeast of Liuyu River.

To flow east is to flow east into the sea.

To the south, fill Yuci Lake.

There was originally a place where the three parties did not care, but now it is suppressed by Dongshan County, which is regarded as the land of Dongshan County.

However, Dongshan County is newly established, and I am afraid that it does not have the energy to manage the water affairs of Guanjiangkou.

Two large boats traveled in the middle of the river, and the fishermen on small sampans consciously avoided the main road.

The closest ones are only three or two feet away.

But just as Han Muye said, until he passed through the group of fishermen's boats, no one was seen.

This made the old man standing on the roof of the cabin relieved.

If someone really wanted to attack and kill from among the fishermen, innocent people would be killed if not.

The last thing Xuan Yangwei wanted was to attract such killings.

"Goodbye, son."

"Zhang Yaohui will be under the command of Xuanyang Guard in Nanyuan County." The old man handed over to Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded.

In fact, when they got on the boat before, Jia Yang and the others had met this dutong and introduced Han Muye and Mu Wan.

At that time, I think Zhang Yaohui didn't put everyone in the eyes, right?

When the crisis was over, Zhang Yaohui turned back to the cabin.

Mu Wan turned her head to look at Han Muye.

"Senior brother, are they really going to shoot at Guanjiangkou?"

She was also curious why Han Muye was so determined.

Hearing her words, Han Muye chuckled lightly.

He can know, not all speculation, but also spiritual perception.

Just now, he had already used his powerful spirit to investigate, and there were several Confucian and Taoist masters a hundred miles behind.

If someone really dared to kill on this river, those masters would be very welcome.

In the front, the Daoist master was hidden three hundred miles away, walking and walking, not close.

These two large ships are more like bait for the battle between the two sides.

Going all the way, until they left the boundary of Nanyuan County, the aura of the Confucianism and Taoism behind them disappeared.

But in the front position, there are several Confucian and Taoist breaths.

The school of fish traveled at the same speed as the boat, and they went against the current all the way. Shao Datian saved a lot of effort. As long as he went into the water, he would definitely catch a few big fish.

When the weather is nice, Cuicui basks on the deck with a headscarf on.

This experience made both Cuicui and Shao Datian seem to have grown a lot.

Shao Datian made fish fillets and fish soup, and distributed them to Xuanyang guards and caravan guards on two ships.

Even Qian Yunong gave one.

Qian Yunong returned to Shao Datian with the word "hexian" in his own hand.

This is what Shao Datian said that he wanted to open a small restaurant selling river fresh in the imperial city, and Qian Yunong wrote it with a pen.

These two words, Cuicui baby, are incredible.

This word is written by the sergeant Jin, even if the sergeant Jin is now a prisoner.

Mu Wan would also boil some medicine for Cuicui, and Shao Datian would also keep a vigil for Han Muye.

According to Shao Datian, without Han Muye's promise to take them to the imperial city, they had no chance to get on the boat at all.

If it wasn't for Mu Wan's treatment, Cuicui didn't know what would have happened.

Shao Datian knew how to be grateful. He didn't want the spirit stone that Han Muye paid, and was willing to be Han Muye's bodyguard, as long as he could follow him all the way to the imperial city.

Of course they didn't know that Cuicui's qi and blood were seriously damaged. If it wasn't for Mu Wan's medicine, she would never have recovered so quickly.

And the value of these medicines of Mu Wan is beyond their imagination.

On the big boat, Qian Yunong would sometimes come out to bask in the sun, and then say a few words to Han Muye.

Qian Yunong was already stunned when he entered Taoism. Three words were inseparable from Confucianism and Taoism, and the Taoism was quiet.

That Zhang Yaohui reminded Han Muye not to be deceived by Qian Yunong.

Just along the way, Cao Shan, another prisoner who was escorted into Beijing, disappeared, perhaps on the ship in front.

Han Muye's judgment was right, he encountered many fishermen along the way, and he did not harass the two merchant ships.

Seven days later, the water on the Liuyu River was turbulent.

A hundred miles ahead is Guanjiangkou.

Zhang Yaohui pressed the hilt of his sword and stood above the cabin.

Qian Yunong smiled and put his hands behind him.

Ahead, the water surface is wide, and countless choy carp jump, like a fish and dragon dance.

Above the river, the situation changes.

In Han Muye's perception, the Confucian and Taoist monks behind him had stopped.

The junction of the three counties is the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

Further on, it is under the jurisdiction of Dongshan County.

Ahead, there is a strong Taoist waiting.

In the sky, a figure flew away.

Zhang Yaohui flew up, his figure was in mid-air, and he shouted: "Alert—"

Below, on the two sailboats, dozens of figures flew out, holding long swords and forming a solid formation.

Black Armored Sword, Xuanyang Guard.

Shao Datian hugged Cuicui and leaned carefully behind Han Muye.

In front of the merchant ship, Xiao Chu and Jia Yang also flew up.

Qian Yunong put his hands behind his back and looked up at the clouds in the sky.

"The trend is on me, Muye boy, can you see it?"

"The situation is ups and downs, and the overall situation that Tianxuan has not changed in ten thousand years is about to change."

Qian Yunong's long hair was loose, and his face showed a bit of arrogance.

He waved his arms and the chains jingled under his feet.

The flying figure stood thousands of feet away, and the breath on his body turned into a monstrous cloud.

"The young master of the Dangyun Taoist sect has formed a Taoist companion with Fairy Yuci Lake Fengjiu. Everyone passing by, just came to have a glass of water and wine to be a witness."

The Taoist man wearing a blue Taoist robe said, and tossed a red invitation card forward.

"Guanjiangkou ahead, I am waiting for you."

After speaking, regardless of whether the side agrees or not, just turn around and leave.

Xiao Chu took the invitation, glanced at it, and sent it to Zhang Yaohui.

Several people landed on the boat with solemn expressions.

"Zhang Dutong, in my opinion, we can change lanes at Guanjiangkou and take the land route along Guangyun Mountain."

"In this way, no matter what arrangement they have, they will not succeed."

Jia Yang looked at Zhang Yaohui and spoke in a low voice.

"Old Jia, you don't know that Guangyun Mountain is the site of the floating and sinking Taoist sect, and even the mountain road is private property?" Xiao Chu's words made Jia Yang's expression stiff.

Zhang Yaohui turned to look at Qian Yunong, his eyes fell on Han Muye who was standing on the bow.

"Master Muye, what do you think?"

Han Muye turned his head and said lightly, "Go."

Qian Yunong laughed.

Zhang Yaohui frowned, only to hear Han Muye's voice resounding: "If you want to be crueler, just chop Qian Yunong directly and use the head as a congratulatory gift."

This made Qian Yunong's laughter stop abruptly.

"If you don't want to grow branches outside the festival, just walk straight through."

"The Floating and Sinking Dao Sect dares to intercept it in an upright manner, then Xuanyang Guard should naturally be upright and bright."

Han Muye's words made Zhang Yaohui's eyes twinkle.

Qian Yunong's eyes fell on Han Muye, looking up and down, it seemed that he saw it for the first time.

Jia Yang and Xiao Chu looked at each other and suppressed the emotions in their hearts.

This young master Muye seemed to have no temper. He was taking care of Mu Wan when he walked with the caravan. He seemed like a fool along the way.

But the pattern of superiors revealed in his words is really not something outsiders can have.

"who are you?"

Qian Yunong narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Muye with a cold glow in his eyes.

"Guanjiangkou is under the governance of Dongshan County. With Dongshan County, which is poor and white, what can I do to block my Daoist general trend?"

"As long as this game breaks the power of Dongshan County, the floating and sinking Dao Sect will occupy the southeast."

"This is a conspiracy, you can't break it."

Qian Yunong gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

Zhang Yaohui's hand was on the hilt of the sword.

If Qian Yunong spoke again, he would choose to cut off his head.

Fortunately, Qian Yunong didn't want to die.

He chose to shut up.

"Go ahead." Zhang Yaohui glanced at Qian Yunong and drank lowly.

Xiao Chu and Jia Yang returned to the big ship ahead and sailed straight ahead.

Han Muye sat in front of the deck and looked into the distance.

Mu Wan sat beside him.

In the rear, Shao Datian comforted Cuicui in a low voice and coaxed her to rest in the cabin.

At this moment, pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

His divine treasure surged.

The golden aura seemed to come out through the body.

The dust refines the heart.

Along the way, he and Mu Wan tried their best to be bystanders, watching Shao Datian and Cuicui protect their little happiness with all their might.

Looking at everyone in the caravan, they are loyal to their responsibilities.

Qian Yunong's madness, Zhang Yaohui's caution.

And the big cultivator's calculations behind that.

conspiracy, conspiracy.

The pattern, the general trend.

It's all messy, messy.

Getting entangled in it is really hard to get rid of.

Who can see through all this without being a bystander?

What if you don't have the strength to be a bystander, or you can see through everything?

Turning his head, Han Muye looked at Mu Wan, who had a slightly nervous expression on his face.

At this time, he was actually a little envious of Mu Wan.

This woman, who has something in her heart, can boldly drop everything to find it.

Her cultivation base is not enough, and she can't see through the situation along the way, but she has no complaints and no regrets, and only accompanies herself.

She is kind-hearted, and will quietly test all kinds of medicinal herbs for Cuicui's blood, but she never said a word.

This is meditation...

If you really don't have your true disposition, what's the point of such a path?

At this time, the great monks above Yuntian did not take all the creatures in front of Guanjiangkou seriously.

If the battle really started at Guanjiangkou, I am afraid that many souls would perish, right?

"when--"

A melodious jade chime sounded.

The clouds in the sky turned into a bright red, like a happy hall paved with silk and satin.

The phoenix-tailed carp tossed over the big river, dyeing the entire river a golden-red color.

On the bank of the river, mortal people knelt down and bowed to the ground, chanting words in their mouths.

In the void, one after another high incense was lit, and the fragrance filled the air.

"Incense becomes enlightened?"

Han Muye frowned.

In the Profound Sky World, there is no way of incense.

In other words, in the Profound Sky World, people turn to Confucianism and Taoism, and the Tao of Incense has no soil for survival.

Similarly, collecting the power of humanistic vows and dividing the heaven and earth fortune into Taoism, is this floating and sinking Taoist sect really going to betray Tianxuan?

"The young master of the Dangyun Daoist sect and Fairy Yuci Hu Fengjiu held a ceremony of joining Daoist couples at Guanjiangkou. Past Daoist friends please bear witness."

"In the future, the Dangyun Dao faction will guard the Liuyu River to ensure that the water flow is smooth, and there will never be another flood of water flooding the embankment."

The voice in the void drifted for hundreds of miles with a hint of bewitchment.

"From now on, the weather will be fine-"

Good weather.

People along the river, don't they just want to have a good weather?

When these words fell, on both sides of the river, the people all bowed their heads.

For a time, the will power in the void turned into incense and gathered into a cloud dragon.

The cloud dragon roared and rolled up the wind and waves.

Above the river, the water waves are surging.

But even if the water romantically goes up the river bank and the power of the cloud dragon is stopped, the water will not pour into the fertile fields at all.

"A miracle..."

"The immortals of the Dangyun Daoist sect have appeared-"

"If the immortal takes action, we will have a better life in the future."

On the bank of the river, under the waves, the shivering people shouted in panic.

When such a wave is coming, what else can they do besides calling out?

On the big boat, Zhang Yaohui held the hilt of his sword, gritted his teeth and didn't understand.

In front, Xiao Chu and Jia Yang also looked gloomy.

Dare to appear in front of people and compete for the popularity of Confucianism and Taoism, is this Dangyun Taoist really want to rebel against Zhongzhou?

"Bingfeng Sword Sect came to congratulate the Dangyun Daoist Sect."

There was a voice in the air, and then a flying boat broke through the cloud and headed towards the mouth of Guanjiang.

"The power of the cultivation world." Zhang Yaohui narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent flashed from his body.

On the deck, Qian Yunong had a chuckle on his face.

In the void, flying boats traveled through.

Most of the cultivation sects in the southeast sent people to congratulate them.

Han Muye sat on the bow of the boat, his spiritual sense slowly dissipating.

Not far behind, Shao Datian, holding a long stick in his hand, blocked his footsteps in front of the cabin and looked forward nervously.

In the sky, the soaring Yunlong's figure has been fully revealed.

On top of Yunlong's head, a young man in a happy robe stood in the air.

Below, the phoenix-tailed carp surged on the water, holding up a figure.

He was also wearing a wedding dress, with a slender figure, long hair tied in a bun, and wearing a phoenix crown.

The fish demon Fengjiu, the young head of the Dangyun Dao faction.

It's a combination of man and monster.

Mu Wan turned her head to look at Han Muye.

Cuicui and Shao Datian behind them thought it was so difficult to be together. Will this pair have a good outcome?

"It's really a talented woman."

"This fairy is in charge of the demon clan, and the Dangyun Taoist faction guards Liuyu River, just watching and helping each other. This kind of marriage is a match made in heaven."

In the void, there is a discussion about letting go of the voice.

This voice can be heard by the people below.

A match made in heaven.

In the eyes of the common people~www.wuxiahere.com~ These heavenly people don't care about the result of marriage, as long as they can keep the peace on both sides of the river, it is a good thing.

It's okay to kowtow a few times.

On the bank of the river, the will to gather is getting stronger and stronger.

"Brother Yunong, do you still remember my younger brother?" In midair, the young man standing on top of Yunlong lowered his head and looked at Qian Yunong on the big boat.

coming!

Zhang Yaohui moved, and the Xuanyang sword was unsheathed and stood three feet behind Qian Yunong.

Within three feet, he could kill Qian Yunong with one sword.

"Hehe, my little book boy back then is now the young head of a major sect."

Qian Yunong raised his head, loneliness flashed across his face.

"It's a poor life, a waste of time, but it's a flail."

"This Confucianism and Taoism practice is really empty..."