The river wind was mighty, and the two building ships opened the way, and the broad bow of the ship collided with the surging waves.

Hundreds of finless porpoises followed the ship's hull to the left and right, revealing their smooth gray backs on the surface of the water, and a few sergeants carried wooden basins to pour fish down to the bottom, often causing the porpoises to jump.

A few pots of fish can't feed these spirits at all, and they are just a means for the river to cultivate feelings.

Except for the splashing of water and the hunting sound of flags, no sound of conversation could be heard in the whole ship.

Not long after the departure, the martial artists from top to bottom were still in a state of nervousness, most of them chose to stay in their own places, and no one dared to run around.

Liang Qu was led by the sergeant to the top floor of the building ship, with a wide view.

Pushing the door in, the cold air on his face made him feel comfortable, and the heat of wearing the inner armor of the fish demon dissipated.

Looking around, the entire top floor is an open rotunda with nearly thirty people.

Most of them were Ran Zhongshi, and the remaining half Liang Qu only felt familiar and couldn't name them.

The three people who were talking at the bottom of the crowd knew all of them, namely Xu Yuelong, Yang Dongxiong, and Sui Hongyan, the deputy commander of the Demon Hunting Division.

At the previous auction, Liang Qu had seen the two commanders of the Demon Division from afar, and afterwards, Sui Hongyan, who was fighting in the water on the port, also came over to see the excitement, so he was very impressed.

The remaining few familiar people should be the main high-level leaders of the Demon Hunting Division, and they have been photographed at the auction.

"Ah Shui, they are discussing the plan, it has nothing to do with us, come and play cards!"

At the door, Ke Wenbin patted the seat next to him, and there were several cards with symbols scattered on the long table in front of him.

Ke Wenbin, a heavy card art enthusiast, two small meetings, Liang Qu could see him call a group of people to play cards in the corner.

The level, average, there are losses and wins, maybe that's what makes him want to stop.

Liang Qu sat next to Ke Wenbin, took a few sips of the juice drink handed by the dumb uncle on the side, and asked Ke Wenbin and the others what they were going to do today.

It's off the coast, and there is no need to hide a lot of news.

"Fight the ghost mother sect, it's just that what we found in the past was relatively fragmentary, and this time we went to attack the stronghold.

Didn't you and Uncle Yang arrest a ghost mother envoy named Huang Zejun before? The court took the news out of his mouth. ”

Liang Qu frowned: "It's been so long, the news is not accurate, right?" ”

From the incident of the Ghost Mother Sect to today, almost half a year has passed, not to mention now, even if the Hebo Institute immediately followed the news to arrest people, nearly two months would be enough for the Ghost Mother Sect to move out of the base camp.

"Hey, Ah Shui's pattern is small, and the news is lagging behind, but we can know the news in the future."

"News for the future? Brother Ke was careful, and the younger brother listened attentively. ”

"Qin Tianjian knows, right?"

"Hmm."

"There is a place in the Qin Heavenly Prison that has a dome, and there is a thing in it called the Four Fields Jing Tianyi.

When I was a child, the gentleman in Zongxue organized us to go inside and visit, good guys, the ground is pure copper, and it is very big.

Oh, it's very troublesome to explain anyway, you just think of it as a very powerful diviner, more powerful than the group of Taoist priests in the Louguan platform, as long as the conditions given are enough, anything can be counted.

Then what Huang Zejun is the direct bloodline of a certain vein of the Ghost Mother Sect, Qin Tianjian used his entire life to calculate the hiding place and general strength of his vein in the Binghuo Day. ”

Liang Qu's knowledge of martial arts power has reached a higher level, and he asked in a low voice with awe.

"Is it certain?"

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"Not necessarily, when I was a child, I asked the people of Qin Tianjian, and he himself said that the accuracy rate was less than 30%."

“……”

"What kind of expression do you have, thirty percent is not low, okay, and other inaccurate does not mean that it is useless.

To put it bluntly, this thing is something to show you the way, like a compass, the southeast and northwest will definitely be able to point you out, but it's not sure whether it's a hundred miles east or three hundred miles east.

Our river berth is not a dry meal, it is not easy to have a direction, so long, let's have a move, okay, the bottoms are all for him to figure out, this time, take the hand. ”

Liang Qu's heart was slightly relaxed: "What kind of strength is the other side?" ”

Ke Wenbin said casually: "Two grandmasters, two great martial artists, between twenty and thirty wolf smoke martial artists, and more than two hundred galloping horse martial artists. ”

The corners of Liang Qu's mouth twitched: "This ...... Can we fight it? There's no Grandmaster on board, right? And there are as many of them as Grandmasters and Tiger Hunting Great Martial Artists? ”

"There are no grandmasters on the ship, but we have eight great martial artists!" Xiang Fangsu walked over and interjected.

He moved a stool to sneak a peek at the cards, but Ke Wenbin covered it up.

", don't think I don't know you're Bai Yinbin's spy, sit over there."

"Okay." Xiang Fangsu was bored, sat down next to Liang Qu, and continued with what he said just now, "Why are there as many Zhenxiang Grandmasters as there are Tiger Hunting Great Martial Artists, the reason is very simple, Qinghuang is not accepted."

Martial artists are raised by people and resources, didn't Ah Shuiling see it, don't talk about resources, just talk about people, you have to come by yourself to eat, drink, and make some money, how can you have kung fu cultivation? If you hire two servants, you can spend more than half of your time in a day.

In fact, whether a place is strong or not depends on how many people there are in that place.

Ordinary people raise martial artists, martial artists raise martial artists, martial artists raise great martial artists, and eat small fish with big fish.

You don't have a number of people under you, you can't come out of the masters, and occasionally there will be one or two geniuses, but never many.

Besides, as long as the place is big enough, one or two geniuses can't affect the situation, let alone a lot of people, and the probability of geniuses is also high.

The reason why Beiting can compete with us is because in the last one or two hundred years, I don't know why I have suddenly been able to grow wheat, and the population has risen all of a sudden. That's why our one has a very low tolerance for killing ordinary people. ”

"Yes!"

Ke Wenbin took over the conversation.

"The number of grandmasters over there in the Ghost Mother Sect is the same as that of the great martial artists, it's not that there are more grandmasters, but there are fewer great martial artists, and those two grandmasters are old things left over from the past.

Zhen Xiang has a life span of three hundred, it is long enough, the great martial artist lives one hundred and twenty-three in the sky, damn it will die early, there are not enough resources, there are not enough people, and now there are still two, which is already very surprising. ”

Liang Qu's biggest puzzle remains unanswered.

"Even so, when the time comes, two of the eight Tiger Hunters will inevitably be divided to deal with the other two Tiger Hunters, and there are only six Great Martial Artists left, who can beat the two Grandmasters?"

"Well, of course we can't beat it, but we have a killer move."

Xiang Fangsu touched his head and smiled.

"Killer moves?"

Ke Wenbin added: "The top has sent us two Martial Saint Xuan Soldiers, one Dragon Elephant Town Prison Knife, and the other is Wei Ninghou's Horror Gun, which hides the will of the Martial Saint, killing two old and immortal grandmasters, more than enough!" Hey, I won! Dig out the money, pay the money! ”

Ke Wenbin asked everyone to collect money, and the rest of them looked unlucky, unwilling to take out the silver ticket from their pockets.

Liang Qu glanced at it, the silver ticket was in units of one hundred taels, and one card, Ke Wenbin won three hundred taels.

Xiang Fangsu pinched Liang Qu's shoulder: "The place is quite far away, and it will take at least three days to come and go."

So don't be nervous, at least tomorrow this time we will have to stay on the boat, have a good rest, and wait for the day after tomorrow to be the real tough battle. ”

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