"As far as the Sui died for this river, so far thousands of miles to rely on the waves, if there is no water hall dragon boat thing, the total Yu is not more. Gui Zhong stands on the bow of the boat, looking at the vast long river in front of him, under the afterglow of the setting sun, many places along the canal have been frozen, at this time a brilliant glow, magnificent, shocking, think about the history of this long river, can be described as meritorious, since the Sui and Tang dynasties, this canal has become the main artery of the north and south, the south grain to the north, thanks to this river, for the successive dynasties of the north-south exchanges, economic prosperity has made great contributions, although it is winter, the southern section of the canal is still busy, the sails are lined up, shouting endlessly.

The place where Gui Zhong is located already belongs to the land of Huainan, and the freezing of this canal is not serious, but it allows him to enjoy the scenery along the way. And the waterway is not as hard as the land route, every day is not standing on the bow of the boat to see the scenery, or in the cabin to meditate and practice qi, figuring out martial arts, these days are really free, at this time it has been more than a year since the appearance of Gui Zhong, this year he enjoyed the scenery of the north, the mountains and rivers in various places, the characters are gorgeous, the red dust weather, all-encompassing, such travel around the world, hone the mind, so that his martial arts cultivation is also a great progress, although it is still the cultivation of the six-layer realm of the day after tomorrow, but the internal force is more and more refined and condensed, and the swordsmanship has also made great progress, which is also the same, so that Gui Zhong is more and more comfortable。

On this day, Gui Zhong stayed in the cabin, cross-legged to practice breath, between a breath and a breath, the breath was continuous, flexible and long, and there was a faint buzzing sound, as if the spirit turtle breathed, it was very miraculous.

"At the moment, although my cultivation is not the best, but in this Luding world, it is not bad, but I am not in a hurry to start the cultivation of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, this body internal force also needs to be carefully condensed, so that it is more refined and condensed, the road of martial arts, long and long, the foundation is the most important, lay a good foundation, it is possible to go further in the future, otherwise the foundation is not solid, harmful and useless, not to mention that my body is congenitally deficient, but also needs to carefully lay the foundation, otherwise the potential is exhausted, and it is too late to turn back. It is also a good thing that these years of practice have indeed discovered problems that were not noticed before, and have once again condensed the foundation. ”

In his heart, he constantly thinks about his martial arts, Gui Zhong's eyes seem to be closed, his mind is empty, his internal breath is running non-stop, and the warm and dense internal force of Taoism continues to nourish his meridians, flesh and bones.

This is water grinding kung fu, there is no chance to come, although the real power of the inner family is mysterious, but it is not as exaggerated as imagined, the martial artist practices martial arts, or the Taoist practice qi, in order to remove body impurities, improve physical fitness, prolong life, life changes, as for the fist and foot swordsmanship and other external kung fu, but not so important, in order to add some means of protection, so as not to fall halfway on the road to seek the Tao.

Now that Gui Zhong has passed the twelve canons, the internal force is circulating, and his flesh and bones are being tempered all the time, and the flesh is pure, which is also the magic of the Xuangong in the Daomen. After more than an hour, Gui Zhong's internal force carried thirty-six weeks, feeling a slight swelling pain in the meridians, knowing that today's practice has reached the extreme, this refining and refining qi is completed, he no longer forced, let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and ended this practice, with a slight sweat stain all over his body, faintly visible gray-black magazines, which are all harmful substances quenched from his flesh and blood, belonging to the kung fu of washing essence and marrow, this kind of kung fu has begun since he began to practice the inner family Xuangong, every day does not stop, and now Gui Zhong has felt that there are fewer and fewer magazines in his body。

After completing this homework, Gui Zhong went to the bow of the boat again to take a turn to see the scenery on both sides of the river, the more south, the more the scenery on this road, the grass and trees are verdant, the air flow is moist, a southern scenery, not like the winter landscape at all.

At this time, the ship goes south, all the way to the wind, the speed is not slow, just a few days of effort, the passenger ship where Gui Zhong is has entered the area of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the people on both sides of the strait are boiling, and the prosperous place is several points stronger than the cities of the northern country.

"Yangzhou has arrived!"

"It's finally here, it is worthy of being a prosperous place in Yangzhou, and this kind of weather is not comparable to our north. ”

There were also a few scholars dressed in scribe's robes around Guizhong, all of whom had studied from the north and south, and when they saw this scene, they exclaimed one by one and discussed happily. Gui Zhong naturally also saw the bustling Yangzhou wharf not far away, with many boats and bustling people, so it was not lively, and it was indeed at the boundary of Yangzhou.

"Wrap 100,000 yuan around your waist and ride a crane down to Yangzhou" Such a poem suddenly appeared in his heart, Gui Zhong took a deep breath, and felt that there was a faint smell of fat powder in the air, close to the dock, there were exquisite and gorgeous flower boats, one by one wearing flowers and branches, and the Qinglou woman who spoke Wu Nong's soft language stood at the bow of the boat and pointed, smiling from time to time, waving the silk handkerchief in her hand to greet the benefactors, these guests are all silk and satin, rich and powerful, not business giants, or literary talents, endlessly.

"What a prosperous scene. Gui Zhong sighed in his heart, fortunately, he was dressed in Taoist clothes, although he also attracted the attention of many people, but those Qinglou women did not greet him, a Taoist, which was also a wise move.

After getting off the boat, Gui Zhong did not stay on this pier for long, and walked directly into Yangzhou City.

When the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, there was a Yangzhou ten days to say, the blood of the killing flowed into a river, the white bones are like a mountain, now decades have passed, this Yangzhou city has suddenly passed the disaster of the past, prosperous again, the city has a large population, the business is prosperous, the hawkers are dripping, the Qinglou Chu Pavilion is countless, Gui Zhong came in all the way, sighed.

First found an inn to settle down, ate a delicate meal, returned to Zhong and then went to the street to wander, was walking between the sudden crowd in front of the crowd, faint scolding sound came, a few steps under his feet, he saw a group of people dressed in short clothes, all of them have dark skin, strong muscles, fierce faces, holding various swords and blades in their hands, at first glance it is not an ordinary person, but a knife head licking blood underworld characters.

"Huh, these people are so arrogant, they run rampant in the market with instruments in their hands, and the Yangzhou government doesn't care much about it?" There was a little curiosity in his heart, Gui Zhong patted the shoulder of a person next to him, that person Huo Ran turned his head, and was about to scold a few words, when he saw Gui Zhong dressed as a Taoist, with beautiful eyebrows and warm eyes, looking at himself lightly, somehow, the anger in his heart dissipated at once, this is also Gui Zhong's martial arts success, and gradually cultivated his own unique temperament, warm and smooth, with Taoist impulsive and harmonious atmosphere, which makes people unable to rise to a bad feeling.

"This little brother, may I ask, what kind of people were those people just now, and no one took care of them when they ran rampant in the market?" Gui Zhong asked the young man beside him in a gentle tone.

"Hehe, Dao Ye has been promoted, if you want to say that the group of people just now, but it is not simple, but it is a tyrant on the border of Yangzhou, the Qing Gang Salt Lord, all of them are fierce and evil, most of them have seen blood on hand, even the government doesn't dare to care about them, I don't know who provoked this gang of fierce gods, it looks like it can't be good, Dao Ye, you have to be careful, don't be nosy, otherwise these people are not vegetarians. ”

"Oh, the Green Gang Salt Owl?" Gui Zhong's heart moved, feeling that things were a bit of a coincidence, this plot made him feel a sense of familiarity, thanked the young man, and with a few flashes under his feet, he disappeared into the vast flow of people.

"Huh, where is this Daoist? This blink of an eye is gone?" The young man only felt that his eyelids blinked, and the Taoist who asked him just now was gone, which made him feel very surprised, but he didn't pay much attention to it, shook his head and watched the excitement for a while before leaving.

Gui Zhong followed the group of green gang salt owls all the way, and in less than a moment, he saw these people come to the front of a golden and gorgeous archway, and when he looked up, the three big characters painted in Lichun Courtyard were also a little bit of style.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Don't get in the way of the uncles, spicy mom!"

A group of men dressed up in short clothes, wrapped in white cloth, wrapped around the waist with a green belt, holding a bright steel knife in their hands, or an iron ruler and iron rod, entered the Lichun Courtyard in one go, and immediately alarmed the many guests who were looking for fun inside, a series of exclamations sounded, what a joke and joy, guess the order, this change came, all stopped, and the Lichun Courtyard, which was still lively, fell silent for a while.

Gui Zhong retracted his breath and hid in a corner of the hall, and no one noticed him at this time, quietly watching the actions of the group of salt lords.

An old man in his fifties stepped forward and said, "Friends, don't bother. As he spoke, he hugged his fists and arched his hands left and right, which was considered to have passed the salute, and then said loudly: "Brother Jia Lao Liu, a friend of the Heaven and Earth Society, is he here?" Most of these people are silk and satin, fair-skinned, and they are pampered at a glance, and most of them are salt merchants in Yangzhou, who are very wealthy, so they are here to have fun. When these people saw the old man's eyes sweeping, they all looked a little panicked, and shook their heads again and again.

Seeing this, the old man knew that the person he was looking for was not in this group of people, and then raised his voice and shouted: "Jia Lao Liu, this afternoon you are talking nonsense in the tavern next to Slender West Lake, saying that the people who sell smuggled salt in Yangzhou have not planted, and they dare not kill officials and rebel, so they will only smuggle and sell salt and do some small business without courage." You drank the yellow soup and yelled, saying that if the smuggled salt sellers in Yangzhou are not satisfied, even if they come to Mingyufang to find you, won't we just come? Jia Lao Liu, you are a good man of the Heaven and Earth Society, why did you become a turtle with a shrunken head?"

At this start, Gui Zhong saw it with relish, and then the group of salt lords made a noise, and finally one person was alarmed, and immediately there was a big battle, blood splashed, and the golden blade broke through the air, this person was naturally the Jiangyang thief Mao Eighteen.

Immediately after the salt lord someone beat a prostitute-girl, provoked a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, a vicious fight and scolding, and finally the green gang salt lords suffered a lot of casualties, and left one after another, as if they were ready to go back to move the rescuers, and soon Gui Zhong saw a child supporting a big man with thick hair, covered in blood and walking out.

"Wei Xiaobao, Mao Eighteen, the storm is just beginning, is it finally about to start?" Gui Zhong didn't know what to think in his heart, seeing that Wei Xiaobao helped Mao Eighteen to leave the Lichun Courtyard of Mingyufang, and disappeared into the deep darkness outside, his figure flashed and followed.