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Under the hazy moonlight, four ships went upstream along the Yangtze River and slowly moved forward. After a quarter of an hour, they passed a river beside the river and turned around and continued to move forward.

The river bay is close to the shallows on the shore, and there are dense reeds everywhere. When the four big ships passed, the reeds suddenly moved, and a small boat sailed out of the hidden waterway in it to the shore.

A man was wearing a straw raincoat and a hat on his head, standing at the bow of the boat. Behind him, a capable boatman held the boat very fast and was about to dock soon.

At this time, the person on the bow of the boat had a toe, like a big bird, and then he lit up the sky for more than ten feet. Then he lit up the small trees on the shore and disappeared into the night, making the night deeper and deeper.

An hour later, a fast horse stopped on the bank of the river in Jiangzhou. There were troops stationed on the bank and a water camp was set up. In front of the village gate, there were a large number of soldiers guarding it.

"Quickly inform the lord that the four private salt ships of the Song clan have passed through Nanhewan."

The horseman jumped down quickly and sent a notice to the message waiting in front of the village gate. The notice was in place and he was waiting quickly to run into the camp.

In the water camp, boats were crisscrossed with warships, a five-toothed ship at the core, and more than a dozen small battleships and hundreds of small boats. After the commander entered the camp, he did not go to the camp, but went straight to the five-toothed ship.

"Lord, the Song clan's ship has passed Nanhewan."

Above the big ship, outside a huge cabin, a man in brocade robe nodded and walked into the cabin with a calm feeling.

The cabin of the large ship was already full of people at this time.

"Shihong. Have you received the news?" As soon as he entered the cabin, a voice came from the innermost part of the cabin. Everyone's eyes gathered in the cabin.

"Master Pi, the private salt ship of the Song family has passed Nanhewan. In a moment, we will reach Qingfeng Gorge." The man walked into the cabin and bowed to the front of his hand first, then replied to the person sitting next to him.

Although he was humble while speaking, he had a rebellious look deep in his eyes.

The man nodded and said to the person sitting on the seat: "Empress Yin, the people from the Song clan are almost at Qingfeng Gorge, and now we can set off."

"However, the rumors in the world are that the man on the Song family ship is an immortal who is down the world. He controls the energy and the sky and controls lightning. Both his cultivation and methods are unfathomable, so I think it is better to be cautious today."

I saw a woman sitting at the beginning, and the woman covered most of her face with a veil. However, half-covered from her veil, she could vaguely show that she was about twenty years old.

Above the crystal-like jade-like face, the glory of youth emerges from the flesh and blood skin.

On this face carved by Master Ru in white jade, a pair of black eyes as black as varnish reveals a mature feeling that is inconsistent with his age. The divine light is so bright that any man can be attracted by it.

This woman was Zhu Yuyan, the head of Yin Gui Sect, who was frightened by countless people in the martial arts world. At this time, all the masters of Yin Gui Sect gathered in the cabin.

"Uncle Pi, it is true that this person can fly in the air and control lightning, but from my perspective, although his unique skills are powerful, they must be limited. If the accumulation time is long, the power consumption will be great and must be released."

"If this is not the case, why did this person need to take the Song-Shijiao ship? How could he just use the so-called thunder method to force him back that day?"

"No matter how strong he is, he is just one person. Today, most of the masters of my Yingui Sect are here. With the cooperation of Junior Brother Lin's navy, the three great masters must be resentful here, and they still can't take him down?"

"And, senior brother, I am not just my Yingui Sect when I am eyeing the treasure house of Yang Gong and the evil emperor relics. In just a short period of time, which master of my Holy Sect has not been moved by hearing the news?"

"Today we will gain an absolute upper hand here and do not take action. Once we miss it, we will never have such a good opportunity. At that time, all sects will compete for it. It may not be my turn to the Yingui sect, either of the Yang Gong Treasure House or the Evil Emperor Relics."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged scholar beside Zhu Yuyan. He was white and had no beards, handsome and handsome, full of the charm of a mature man. His eyes opened and closed like lightning, and he stood proudly with his hands behind his back, which was quite a sense of self-admiration and arrogance.

This appearance is very deceptive. If an ordinary woman is not wary of her, she will be deceived by her. Who doesn’t know who is no longer the devil’s hiding edge?

Zhu Yuyan nodded slightly when she heard this, and a decisive gaze flashed in her eyes.

After a while, Jiangzhou Water Village began to move. The gate of the water village opened wide, and the five-fanged ships took the lead. Later, each of the storm battleships and small boats left the village one after another, flowing along the Yangtze River and heading downstream.

The entire middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River Waterway is relatively wide and the water level is relatively gentle. However, not all areas are like this. Every time you travel for a section, there are always relatively narrow places.

Qingfeng Gorge in the southeast of Jiangzhou is such an area. The Yangtze River surface has shrunk sharply by two-thirds here. When the river surface is narrow, its water flow is naturally much faster.

In any such place, it is much more difficult for a ship traveling against the road to pass through the gorge.

Fortunately, it was not the upper reaches of the Yangtze River from Jingxiang to Sichuan. In the windy weather, the ship could barely pass by with the sails, but the time spent was ten times more.

At this time, the ship Wang Li was riding entered the gorge. The speed of the ship was almost moving forward slowly. The direction forward was not fixed, but cut across the river diagonally forward, and then cut over the zigzag route back and forth.

If this were not the case, the ship would not only not be able to go upstream, but might also be washed backwards by the water.

"Hey, ha, hey! ha!"

A group of good men on the boat shouted horns and surrounded a huge winch that had just been installed. The winch had a thick and long rope. The rope was completely released, and the other end was fixed to a huge rock in front of the left bank of the Yangtze River.

What this group of good hands does is the job of turning the winch. By turning the winch, the length of the rope is reduced, providing additional power to the ship in addition to the sails.

These people are strong and have internal strength, and they are all strong. The winch is turned rapidly by them. After the turn is completed, someone will put the rope away and then row a small boat that can only be carried by two people to go to the other side, and then look for a fixed place.

As soon as the rope is fixed, the winch on the boat begins to exert force and quickly puts away the rope.

The other three ships were doing this on the boat where Wang Li was, and they were all familiar with the road. They obviously had experience. In this relatively turbulent place, the Song Valve ships were actually quite slow.

Wang Li stood as the boss looked across the distant river, looking left and right and upstream, feeling the atmosphere spreading between the world: "A new wave of correction power is really coming, much stronger than the last time."

"Mr. Song, I'm afraid it will be a little uneasy tonight, so I find a good place to moor the boat and spend the night here." Feeling the storm coming, Wang Li said to Song Lu.

"Young Master, your reputation has been spread. In recent days, we have not encountered any resistance or trouble wherever we go. The Yangtze River Alliance and the Dajiang Association are quite inspiring to show kindness. Is there anyone in the world who dares to provoke us?"

Song Lu listened, with a look of confusion on his face, but Wang Li's words were naturally aimless. He still called in entourage, greeted him a few words, informed each ship, and did what Wang Li said.

"Ears are false, and eyes are true. There are always some people in this world who do not believe in evil. Moreover, people die for money, birds die for food, and people are blinded by profit." Wang Li smiled and said, "Mr. Song, the place where we are now is the territory of Ganzhou."

"Yes, the place where we are now is called Qingfeng Gorge. Then we go northwest along the waterway, which is the Jiangzhou border called Ganzhou North Gate."

Song Lu traveled through this waterway countless times and was very familiar with the entire line.

"So that's it. Now, I'm a man named Lin Shihong, who is separating the northern part of Ganzhou?" Wang Li nodded and continued to ask Song Lu.

"Yes, it was Lin Shihong. Relying on the power of separatism, this man was originally the army of the court. Many of the gentry in the Southern Chen Dynasty responded to it. Among the many anti-Sui forces, his power was second only to the Wagang Army and the Jianghuai Army, and his strength was quite strong."

"Especially his water power, it is said that there is a five-toothed ship and many warships, which is far from comparable to any rebel or gang force."

"He relied on this navy to intercept merchant ships in Jiangzhou, and he didn't buy anyone's account. Even if my Song family's ship passed by Jiangzhou, he would have to pay a considerable transit fee."

When Song Lu heard Lin Shihong's name, he knew that Wang Li was interested in asking, and he immediately told Wang Li about Lin Shihong's related news.

"Young Master, when you ask Lin Shihong, is it him who came to trouble my Song family today?"

"It's not coming to trouble your Song family." Wang Li shook his head: "It's for the sake of Yang Gong's Treasure House and the Evil Emperor's Relics in Yang Gong's Treasure House."

"The treasure house of Yang Gong contains a large number of weapons and armor prepared by Yang Xuangan for planning the rebellion, as well as countless gold and silver."

"This wealth is a huge capital for anyone who is willing to fight for the world. Although it is a bit exaggerated to say that those who have obtained the treasure house of Yang Gong can win the world."

"And the evil emperor's relics are the most treasure of the Demon Sect. All the Demon Sects can think of it."

"Lin Shihong's true identity is the disciple of Pi Shouxuan, the elder of the Yingui Sect of the Demon Sect, Dual Cultivation Pi. I don't expect that the Yingui Sect will miss a chance to obtain Yang Gong's Treasure House and the Evil Emperor's Relics in any case."

Speaking of this, Wang Li looked at Song Lu meaningfully, sensed his mood, and said to him with a smile: "The enemies we face today are far from comparable to the three major gangs of the Yangtze River."

"Yin Gui Sect!" Song Lu's face darkened, but soon the breath dissipated, and he replied with a smile: "Yin Gui Sect is indeed a great enemy, but at this time the enemy is in front of him, and the young master is talking and laughing as usual, so he must be confident?" (To be continued...)
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