A rain of arrows was issued, and the three sailor generals waved their weapons in unison, jumped up from the bow of the ship, and rushed straight to the thin master.

The Dalian Imperial Court encircled and suppressed the subordinates of the Tiger King of Sixunze, and they were defeated repeatedly, but they were by no means defeated in the armament and arrangement.

In a world where there is a real cultivation, the rules have changed dramatically.

One body fought three thousand miles, and one sword was once a million divisions. This is not an exaggeration, a figure of speech, but a real fact!

Knowing that the enemy on the opposite side could never be won by relying on the battle array, the three generals could only pray that the opponent would be left alone, and join forces with the strength of everyone. I hope to be able to take down the thin master.

It's not because of Qi Jin's identity.

Since the Tiger King entrenched in Si Xunze, not to mention the two sides have formed a grudge. Just talking about the money lost by the Wenfeng River Sailor is enough to make the Sailor General and the Tiger King's subordinates hate it to the core.

It can be said that every benefit that the Tiger King's subordinates take from the waterway is the meat cut off by the sailor. Originally, they all belonged to the Wenfeng River Water Division.

In the past ten years, although the Tiger King Department has gained the upper hand, it has not completely dispersed the spirit of the generals of the water division. The three people in front of them are all hawks who practice every day, ready to bite off a piece of flesh and blood from the Tiger King's forces. At this time, I saw the well-known people who appeared, and there was only one thin master, of course, he refused to let go of the opportunity.

The imperial court sailors are elite, and there are many masters under the Tiger King, and they have never relied on warships and soldiers to confront the imperial court.

The thin master laughed "haha", and his feminine figure flashed and rose into the air. The claws are like electricity, and the shadows of the legs are swirling, creating cascading wind and waves on the surface of the river.

The three sailor generals joined forces to attack, but it only took three or five moves before they were completely suppressed by him.

"It's not good! Why is this Yin Ghost martial arts progressing so fast!" The estimation was wrong, and Cao Bin was in great trouble. I only felt that the yin wind above his head was gusting, and the claw shadow was as fast as the wind, falling towards the top of his head.

Suddenly, the wind in front of me was closed.

Cao Bin was frightened, and when he looked at it, on the big boat on which the young lady of the Dingguo family was riding, there was a glow, and a warm force rose.

The thin master's face was pale, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Unexpectedly, I suffered a big loss in one photo!

"Who is my Dao, it turned out to be Master Jing of Puxia'an? The second son of Qi really has some fear!"

The thin master smiled sympathetically.

Zhang Yan looked at the two with interest.

Both of these people cultivated to enter the divine light, which was enough to arouse his interest.

There is no absolute barrier between martial arts practice and cultivation.

These days, after continuous exploration along the way, Zhang Yan has already known that in fact, there is no absolute difference between a cultivator in the strong body period and a martial artist who serves in the imperial court or in the reckless rivers and lakes.

Most of the martial arts cheats can be cultivated to the peak of the strong body. Some people with outstanding talents can also rely on the exercises spread on the mainland to elevate themselves to the "imperial qi". Even a very small number of martial artists can be brave and diligent, improve all the way, and impact the "divine light" level.

It's hard, but it's not impossible.

Relatively speaking, there is a fault line between martial arts practice and cultivation, but there is no absolute moat.

Whether it is practicing martial arts or cultivating truth, there is a stage of strengthening the body. In the Longshan Region alone, the number of people at this stage is as high as tens of millions!

From the strong body to the imperial qi, the number of people dropped sharply. With all kinds of cultivators with inheritance, it is good to pass on the secret book from generation to generation, such as teacher inheritance, family inheritance, or obtaining secret books. In addition, with their own talents, self-realization

Law, breaking through to this level, the number of people is negligible and will not affect the overall situation.

The total number of people has plummeted to 100,000.

Then the divine light, the nectar, the Judan, the Gangsha, the Ming Dao, the seed fetus, and the Yuan Baby. Every time a breakthrough is made, the number of successes is a cliff-like decline compared with the previous one.

There are more than 100,000 people who can be called cultivators, and when they reach the divine light and go to Longshan several times, there are less than 10,000 people.

The Longshan region is more than 100,000 miles from east to west and more than 80,000 miles from north to south. Approximately rectangular, or elliptical. The circumference of the Earth's equator is only 40,000 kilometers. No matter how you calculate it, the surface area is very different from that of Yongsan. Not to mention, the land area is only three-tenths of the Earth's surface area!

That's less than 10,000 people, spread over a vast area of at least five or six Earth's surface areas, which is quite rare.

According to his observation during this time, the influence of cultivators on the lives of ordinary people is not as great as imagined. The influence of cultivators on society changes, and they concentrate on the upper class. The further down you go, the less likely the impact becomes. There are even old farmers in the countryside who have heard all their lives and have never seen with their own eyes what a cultivator is.

The two people in front of him are both early stage cultivators of the Divine Light, and they can be regarded as real cultivators, which cannot but arouse Zhang Yan's interest.

"Dalian is one of the six major countries in Longshan, and Xinjing is the capital of Dalian, so it is not surprising that there are cultivators. I just don't know if these two people broke through on their own, or did they have a heritage? Well, well, it's a bit interesting to be able to occupy the Wenfeng River waterway for ten years!"

These two people have cultivated to the divine light, and their fighting methods are still at the level of ordinary martial arts masters. One uses Edgeworth to control a feather fan. The other one, the method of controlling the scimitar, also comes from, the most shallow. The most widely spread Edgeworth method.

didn't take into account the different characteristics of the feather fan, scimitar and flying sword, and made Zhang Yan shake his head again and again.

The two went in and out by mistake, and in the end, Jingming Nun had the upper hand.

Cao Bin, Qi Jin and others rejoiced in their hearts.

On the ship where the thin master was, there was a horn. Immediately afterward, the sound of gold was deafening.

The middle-aged scribe, who was thin and feminine, changed his face and retreated to his ship. Along with the man in Tsing Yi who had struck first, and the other three others who were dressed like him, they stood back in front of the cabin door.

The five of them stood still, and the music on the boat changed.

From the horn and golden gong close to the battle array, it was replaced by a piano and silk bamboo. The style has also changed from passionate atmosphere to light and chic, which is in line with the recent popular style of Xinjing.

Cao Bin scolded coldly: "A water coward, a huge trick! I really think I am a child of a family!"

Xiang Wu and Luan Xiong snorted coldly. Luan Xiong then said: "I can dominate the Wenfeng River waterway to the east of Xinjing for ten years, but I am afraid that it is really a child of the family, and it may not be!"

Cao, Xiang and others were silent together.

The existence of cultivators is strange to the lower-class villagers, but it is not a secret in the middle and upper families of the Six Kingdoms.

There are six major countries with names and surnames in Longshan, and there are so many that he is impatient to remember the small country city-states and the feudal towns, in essence, they are also large and small, and they are all Xiuzhen families.

Even if it wasn't at the beginning, when they ascended the throne and took power, or were in a high position, who dared not to move closer to Xiuzhen?

Sending children to apprentice is the most basic operation.

The large and small families in the new capital have accumulated over the years, and although their power is far from that of the five factions of Longshan, they are not bullied by any cultivator.

Especially the new capital is far from the blue water pavilion

It's not far away, and the Da Lian Cha clan has a deep relationship with Bishui Pavilion. If it was just an ordinary monk with a slight cultivation, how could he be entrenched in the waterway for ten years. Always exterminate but not extinguished?

Above the tiger head yellow flag, the hatch opens. The thin and feminine scribe, together with the four Tsing Yi swordsmen, bowed down in unison.

In the open hatch, there was a wild laugh: "Brother Feihai, go out and see, which one is not long-eyed, dare to sweep away our brothers' fun!"

On this ship, there is a ban.

The hatch opened, and a strong aura poured out. The people on the river trembled.

Except for the gorse standing at the stern of the burning boat, near the river, everyone bowed down.

In the cabin, four people walked out one after another.

The first two, one is rough and tall, and the other is handsome. Behind him was a middle-aged monk.

The momentum that suppressed Wen Fengjiang did not come from the first two, but from the inconspicuous two people in the back.

"It turned out to be him, no wonder he was called the Tiger King!" Zhang Yan didn't care and chuckled.

There were two people with higher status who walked out of the cabin, one of whom was more than two meters tall, dressed in golden clothes, and domineering. In his right hand, a three-foot-long gilded dragon stick kept flipping and playing in the huge palm.

"Little ...... Little Tiger King Yellow Turban!"

At a party on Chunming Mountain, it was not only Zhang Yan and others who became famous.

For most low-ranking monks, a life-level figure is like the sun in the sky. It's great, but it's not enough, and if you want to offend, you don't have that qualification!

What's more noteworthy is the lower-level characters.

With the group of cultivators gathered at the Chunming Gate dispersed, countless anecdotes spread. The blue sky and the sea of clouds are one of the most popular sections.

The little tiger king yellow scarf, who took the lead and opened the situation first, is one of the most influential figures.

"Amitabha! It turned out to be him, no wonder he could occupy the waterway of the Wenfeng River for ten years!"

Being able to become a great Lian Taishi and worship in the Dingguo Mansion is enough to see that her background and cultivation are extraordinary. But it will become a practice in the family of the powerful, which also proves her level.

Born in Bishui, Your Excellency belongs to the sect, and he is a god of light cultivation. Looking at the whole territory of Longshan, you can already become a master of one party, sitting in one city and one pool.

In the new capital, it is not weak.

In addition to the passing dragon, the seniors of the major families who are in seclusion. Among the cultivators who are stationed in Xinjing, Jingming nuns are already first-class figures.

It's not a problem to deal with the general situation, but it is not enough to compare it with the children of the little tiger king Yellow Turban, who were carefully raised by the master of Jindan!

"Brother Fei Hai, which one is the same in the 'Blue Sky Viewing the Sea' hall?

"Today's matter, I'm afraid it's not good......"

Jingming Nun secretly complained in her heart, and said with a hard head: "I don't know if the Tiger King has arrived, Xiao Ni Jingming was born in Puxia Nunnery, but she has also listened to the lecture under the seat of Guangshui in Bishui Pavilion, and I hope the two of ......you will see it."

"Oh?" the little tiger king yellow scarf was slightly moved. Suddenly, the handsome boy in a striped robe beside him cranked a folding fan and said with a lewd smile: "Brother Huang, although the flowers on the Wenfeng River are delicate, how can they compare to everyone's beautiful and carefully cultivated.

"According to the little brother, why don't you invite a few people on this boat to accompany us for a ride?