The cool breeze has a period, and the autumn moon is boundless.

As time went on, the weather had gradually turned colder.

Yangtze.

The light merchant ship with the name of the Lan family is swimming in the Yangtze River basin.

Behind them, a large group of cavalry shouted.

It's like saying goodbye to them.

Some shortness of breath.

The Mongols didn't expect that the Lan family's merchant ships would come so quickly, and they still crossed the Yangtze River in the night.

Seeing a dozen large ships wandering in the middle of the river, the Mongol cavalry shouted and chased along the coast.

They're waiting for a big wave to come and overturn the entire fleet!

Are you afraid?

Standing on the deck of the three-story ship, Lan Li looked at the group of cavalry wandering by the river behind him, with a playful expression.

"I always feel like I'm bullying people, and the Mongols talk about tonnage, volume, ironclad ships, or something....."

Beside him, Dongfang Bai, who was holding a bun in his mouth, rolled his eyes.

Also the Mongols?

Even she didn't expect that Lan Li would choose to cross the river at night!

It's not about crossing the river, it's about rushing in the Yangtze River!

Isn't this looking for death?

You must know that the Yangtze River, which went first, was not as 'calm and calm' as it was in later generations.

Yangtze River Insurance.

Frequent floods inundate the fertile fields along the shore.

It is like a stormy season, that is to say that change will change.

Not to mention crossing the river at night.

Even during the day, this great river has overturned more than how many boats.

In the eyes of people at this time, the Yangtze River is a bottomless abyss surging wildly.

And the wide river that is thousands of meters long is its bloody mouth in the world.

Waiting to devour human life all the time.

Otherwise, all dynasties would not have taken this risk, and the Southern Song Dynasty would not have used the Yangtze River as a line of defense to resist foreigners for many years.

Regarding Lan Li's proposal to cross the river at night, Dongfang Bai's heart was very resistant.

But after she boarded the ship.

only to find out.

Standing on these two slender flat-bottomed boats, it was surprisingly stable.

It's like standing on land.....

Is it an iron lock boat?

Thinking like this in his heart, Dongfang Bai secretly walked to the side of the fleet and looked down.

She wanted to see if the bottom of these fleets was linked by iron cables.

Connected?

I don't see the iron cable.....

Dongfang Bai muttered in his heart, but Lan Li's curious voice came from his ears.

"What are you looking at?"

"Uh.... It's okay.... I just want to see if I can see the Yangtze River Dragon Monarch today..."

He couldn't say anything four or six on his lips, and Dongfang Bai's expression was a little embarrassed for a while.

did something stupid, and was actually discovered by Lan Li!

Black History!

Absolute black history!

"Yangtze River Dragon Monarch?"

Hearing this, Lan Li couldn't help but blink.

"Does this thing really exist?"

The Dragon King of the Yangtze River is a folk myth that is spread on both sides of the Yangtze River.

According to rumors, the Yangtze River Dragon King became enlightened in the Han Dynasty.

It's the dragon god.

The body of a snake, the head of the dragon, the face of a horse, the claws of an eagle, and the double antlers.

will also transform into a human form and have a beautiful love story with a fisherman girl along the Yangtze River.

For countless years, the fishermen on the banks of the Yangtze River have been silently guarding them, blessing them with good weather and good weather.

Around both sides of the Yangtze River, there are also many temples dedicated to the Dragon King of the Yangtze River.

Incense is in full bloom!

It's still an official festival!

Ahem.

This story has been passed down for thousands of years, and almost everyone knows that the blue rites in Xiangyang City in life are naturally heard.

But for the story of this dragon monarch, Lan Li really didn't know what to say.

"You don't believe me?"

When Dongfang Bai heard this, he looked at Lan Li with a surprised expression.

"In the past eight years, I have listened to twenty-six kinds of dragon kings molesting fishergirls, and finally took fishermen girls into my crystal palace.

Do you think I should believe it? ”

Lan Li rolled her eyes and replied.

It's not that he doesn't believe it, it's really the evil of the establishment of the biography.

I have seen many 'fishergirls' dressed up in Lan Li, but I really can't connect the mythical creatures like the Dragon King with them.

To be reasonable, the present is not the afterlife.

In this era of scarce materials, the fisherwoman living on the bank of the Yangtze River is probably the same as the kiln sister in the goulan!

It's still the worst quality.

The service is all old fishermen full of fish, or poor families who cross the river on fishing boats.

A small dress when he was a child, and seventeen or eighteen years is not too much.

More of them are too lazy to wrap their chests and meat......

How blind do the dragon king's eyes have to be to be able to see them?

Or was he blind twenty-six times in a row?

'Maybe more, after all, I've only been through less than eight years.....

complained in his heart, and Lan Li didn't think much about it.

Luoyang is some distance from Xiangyang.

Now that you have boarded the boat, you can go directly to the ferry port on the edge of Xiangyang City by water.

It's fast.

Save trouble.

Before dawn, you can almost enter Xiangyang City.

......

......

Lan Li on the deck was still thinking about it.

Inside the cabin.

Many people who were rescued, while congratulating themselves for escaping and ascending to heaven, also had their hearts full of bitterness and bitterness.

Wudang side.

Mo Shenggu lost half of his arm, and his life and death are still unknown.

Cang Song lost a forearm, and the whole person had a high fever.

The hidden sword is a big fate, and he received a slap in his heart, so he didn't want his life.

Wu Qingshan and 16 others were killed in the battle.

The wounded are not counted.......

Nearly half of the three generations of elites died in the war, which can be called a heavy loss.

If you count the people who were killed by gunpowder on the top of the light before.

In just half a year, Wudang lost nearly eighty percent of its elite......

Hurt muscles and bones.

Compare it to.

Emei is even worse!

When he went out of the mountain, he led more than 200 people out of the mountain, including ninety percent of Emei's disciples.

Today, only twelve or thirteen people have returned.

Within half a year, there were only two or three big cats and small cats left in the entire sect......

It can be said that Emei returned to the pre-liberation period of World War I.

It is back to the scene when Extinction first took over Emei.

But it's okay.

When she took over, there were only her and a junior sister under the door, two congenitals.

Right now, Emei has her as a grandmaster, plus the six innate disciples she has accumulated over the years.

It's not too bad.

All right.

It's just extermination, the old nun herself settling herself in her heart.

If she hadn't had such a mentality, she would have slapped the disturbing little Taoist priest in front of her to death!

Qingfeng: "Don't be sad, you need to be strong." ”

Extermination: "......"

Qingfeng: "There are still so many nephews and nephews waiting for you to reorganize the overall situation, Mrs. Shi, you must not be disheartened and give up on yourself." ”

Extermination: "......"

Qingfeng: "It's really not possible, little Taoist, I can also accompany you to Mount Emei to reorganize the Emei ....."

Extermination: "......"

Qingfeng: "The teacher is too relieved, my ancestor will not let Emei ignore the ....."

Extermination: "......"

The exterminator has repeatedly urged himself in his heart, and now he has to rely on Wudang to get through the difficulties, and he must not be disproportionate because of Qingfeng's words.

He took a long breath and forced a smile on his face:

"The poor ni is grateful for the kindness of the little road chief, but the Emei faction is a poor nun's family matter, so I don't bother the little road chief."

"Family matters?"

When Qingfeng heard this, he looked stunned.

Then a little red appeared on his face, and just in front of the extinction, he said with some twist:

"Qingfeng doesn't mind being a member of Shitai's family, just like the patriarch....."

Extermination: "??? ”

God is so special to become a family!

The poor nun is old enough to be your mother, can you, a Taoist priest, have a face?

"Qingfeng Dao Chang, it's late at night, and the poor nun wants to rest for a while, so he won't send Dao Chang out."

When I said this, the extinction mentality exploded a little.

This little Taoist priest is simply climbing the pole!

I'll just say it casually, you're overdoing it!!

Driven out of the cabin by extermination, Qingfeng's expression was a little disappointed.

I don't know what he just made up in his brain.

Sent away the breeze full of lust.

The exterminator closed the door to the cabin.

Walk slowly to the window of the cabin.

Look through the dark night.

Outside the house, there is a surging river.

"At present, the situation in the sect is bleak, although I have reached the Grandmaster, but if the sect wants to develop again, the required manpower will not be available in a moment.

After returning to the mountain, the first thing I had to tell the world was that I had become a grandmaster, and invited martial arts people from all over the world to witness it.

Gain fame.

Afterwards....

It's time to open the mountain gate wide and recruit disciples again. ”

Thinking of this, the exterminator's heart couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

Since the day she took charge of Emei, fifteen cold and summer have passed now.

Fifteen years of tireless hard work, but now with a battle of the Bright Peak, it has turned into smoke.

How long does it take to get back to the old glory?

Five years?

Decade?

Is 10 years enough?

There were distracting thoughts in his heart, and after a while, the exterminator couldn't help but be stunned when he thought of Qingfeng's words just now.

"Maybe I'm Emei, and I should also recruit some male disciples.... By the way, I will settle the marriage of my disciples......"

muttered like this, and the exterminator suddenly opened his mouth and called:

"Meditation, Minjun, come here......"

......

......

Not to mention what the Extinction Era said to a few of his disciples.

The other side.

After Qingfeng returned to the cabin where Wudang was, he was also infected by the sad atmosphere in it.

This trip to the north.

The second-generation disciple Yin Liting died in battle!

Mo Shenggu doesn't know whether he is alive or dead now!

Nearly eighty percent of the three generations of elites were killed or wounded, such as Wu Qingshan, Hao Lei, and Zhang Tongyuan!

Among them, there are leaders in the three generations such as Zangjian and Cangsong, who were beaten to half-crippled and are still unconscious!

It can be said that Wudang has suffered the biggest loss in recent years.....

Twenty years of accumulation, with the sky-high fire, turned into sadness in the bottom of my heart.

Now, among the remaining people in the cabin.

In addition to Zhuo Yihang, the first disciple of the third generation.

There are only four people, Zhang Ze, Fang Yue, Qian Yishu, and Song Qingshu, who are in the innate realm.

Well.

When Qingfeng calculated this, he naturally ignored Lan Li and himself.

The two were not counted.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

Hearing the movement, Zhuo Yihang, who was taking care of Cang Song, looked up, and saw that it was Qingfeng who returned, and forced his bitter heart to hold up, with a smile on his face:

"Qingfeng, you're back."

"Senior brother, pay attention to your body...."

"Well, I'm fine."

Zhuo Yihang shook his head.

Putting down the basin of ice water in his hand, he nodded at another Wudang disciple on the side

Then stood up and walked beside the breeze.

"Qingfeng, what's the situation on the Exterminator's side?"

"It's okay, Mrs. Shi's mood is not bad."

"Hmm."

The mood is not bad?

When Zhuo Yihang heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The Emei disciples were killed and wounded, the second generation of disciples was almost dead, and among the three generations, there were once eighteen congenitals, and now there are only six left.

If the current situation can be called 'good', then what does it take to call it 'wrong'?

In comparison, the situation in Wudang is much better.

Although the three generations suffered heavy losses, the most outstanding ones such as him Zhuo Yihang, Tibetan Sword, Cangsong, and Mingyue did not lose their lives.

What's more, there is Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor.

As long as Wudang is willing to open the mountain gate widely.

People outside the mountain who want to join Wudang must be like a carp crossing the river.

It doesn't take long to recover.

These thoughts, Zhuo Yihang naturally would not say.

chatted with Qingfeng for a few words, and after a while, seeing that Lan Li had not returned, Zhuo Yihang frowned slightly.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, have you seen Mingyue?"

"Mingyue?"

When Qingfeng heard this, he couldn't help but spare his head:

"I just saw that he was still working overtime, and it seemed that he was observing the situation of the group of Mongolian cavalry on the other side of the river."

"Is that so?"

Zhuo Yihang nodded when he heard this.

I don't know what's going on in my mind.

After another moment, Zhuo Yihang suddenly asked:

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, I have been waiting for more than half a year to leave Wudang.

I wonder if anything has happened in the mountains recently? ”

"Things? No, right....

Except for the fact that the door was a little stiff because of the negotiations with the Mongols, everything else was the same as before. ”

Qingfeng's words said this, and he was suddenly stunned.

Then, as if to ease the atmosphere, he said something out of place.

"By the way, some time ago, I found the son of the fifth uncle.....

......

......

As the morning star lit up the night sky, the Lan family's fleet sailed to a port near Xiangyang.

Stop the boat.

Dock.

Under the command of that General Luo, thousands of troops rushed down.

The Wudang disciples followed behind them.

The mission was successfully accomplished.

General Luo nodded at Lan Li, and then led the people away.

Walking with him, there is also that Guo Jing Guo Daxia.

According to the truth, Guo Jing played a great role this time.

If it weren't for him, Lan Li really couldn't think that he could go to Yang Kang's side to second.

After they are gone.

Zhuo Yihang also took a group of people and chose to leave.

Before leaving, he also warned Lan Li that it would be best for him to return to Wudang for a while in the near future.

It is said that these days, there may be big changes in Wudang that will happen.

Changes?

What happened?

Will Song Yuanqiao step down as the head of the house?

muttered a few times in his heart, and on the surface, Lan Li should be accepted.

Zhuo Yihang is a kind reminder.

Lan Li didn't want to go, and he couldn't refute others on face.

Wait until they're gone.

On the ship, Lan Li looked at the fleet of people going to the empty building, and couldn't help but sigh.

Then there was a shout from the ship:

"Ruan Xiaoer, what about Ruan Xiaoer?"

"Hey! Childe, the little one is here, here..."

With Lan Li's voice, the voice of the boat boss sounded on the boat.

I saw a short man with a low stature but a sturdy physique running out of the cabin.

ran to Lan Li's side with a smoke, and said to Lan Li with a cheap smile on his face:

"Son, everyone is gone, are we going to turn around and fuck the fuck?"