Bai Mosheng didn't give Li Chengliang an answer, but just sent him back to his room to sleep. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Early in the morning of the second day, Li Chengliang, who was sleeping in a daze, was awakened from his sleep by Bai Mosheng, briefly freshened up, gathered his disciples, and crossed the Yangtze River.

"Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. Wang Bo really said that the scenery of the Yangtze River is magnificent!" Standing at the bow of the boat and looking at the Yangtze River crossing under his feet with an excited face, Li Chengliang suddenly felt heroic in his chest. The morning sun in the east, which broke through the white sky of the fish belly, revealed a crimson color, staining the entire sky.

"It's supposed to be early sunset now. Standing next to Li Chengliang, Wan Qisong, who was also excited, corrected Li Chengliang's "inappropriate pragmatics".

Where can Li Chengliang take care of these things, he is now like the Xianxia swordsmen in the mouth of Mr. Xuexue Storyteller, throwing out the flying sword in his arms, stepping lightly, and crossing the moat with a single sword! Instead of standing on the boat, watching the boatman slowly row with the oars and rudders.

"It's harmless, you still have to concentrate on how to get a flying sword to play!" After the exchange in the past few days, Li Chengliang found that Wan Qisong was also a person of insight who was doing the same "sword fairy dream" as himself, and glanced at Wan Qisong, who had already pulled out his sword and was eager to try it against the surging Yangtze River, Li Chengliang unceremoniously counterattacked and ridiculed.

"Sooner or later, I will go to Zhongnan Mountain, worship the Sword Immortal as a teacher! Use the real flying sword, and then you will drink the muddy water in the river behind you!" Wan Qisong didn't care about Li Chengliang's ridicule at all, but said proudly and loudly.

"Stinky boy, do you want to betray the master?" Song Chi in the cabin heard Wan Qisong's "magnificent" dream, his white beard stood upside down, his eyes widened angrily, and he stretched out his hand and began to teach himself a lesson to this uncompetitive little apprentice.

Li Chengliang looked finally calm and satisfied, turned around and went up to the second floor, and went to find Bai Mosheng, who was also looking at the railing from above. After all, he is about to go to the main altar of the Ink Pavilion, Bai Mosheng is still good to say, after all, he is the old man of the Ink Pavilion, and Chu Boyi is a sworn brother, although he seems to have been staying in Tielingwei all these years, but with the information that Li Chengliang knows that Master Bai will go out to do errands at some point every year, combined with the current situation, Li Chengliang can conclude that Bai Mosheng must have done a lot of things for the Ink Pavilion in private over the years, so his position as the "falling from the sky" pavilion envoy is safe.

He is different, he is not weak yet, he was appointed as the incense master of the Spring and Autumn Hall by Chu Boyi, the giant of the Mo Pavilion, this position is according to Bai Mosheng's description when he set off from Tielingwei, he is not up or down, it is a good position for himself to exercise under the shadow of the master now. However, the Spring and Autumn Hall is responsible for liaising with the various factions in the rivers and lakes, and now the external situation of the Mo Pavilion is quite bad, there are only two allies, the Beggar Gang and the South Grass Pavilion, and the others are basically bound by the Moon Building. What's more, there is no hall master in the Spring and Autumn Hall today, and according to Chu Boyi on the road, there is also a relatively old incense master, how will I get along with him when the time comes? Let's engage in opposing gangs, people are deeply entrenched, and they will definitely not be able to take advantage of it when they first arrive, let's join forces, won't their ambitions be tied up if they stand up? Li Chengliang has been entangled in his heart since he learned of these news, and the story of the bloody power struggle told by the storyteller has carved deep traces in his heart since he was a child.

After talking to Bai Mosheng about his concerns, he was expecting Bai Mosheng to help solve or put forward some suggestions and countermeasures, but Bai Mosheng laughed.

"Master, why are you smiling so happily? I have always felt that what the storytellers are telling is very reasonable. Li Chengliang complained to Bai Mosheng dissatisfiedly.

Bai Mosheng easily stopped laughing, and comforted Li Chengliang and said: "In the future, there will be fewer teahouses and storytellers, and there are not a few storytellers who tell nonsense in order to make stories, and learn those intrigues and intrigues in the third way." Chivalry, so that the strategy is also used in the yang scheme. Soldier Sun Wuyun: 'Attacking and plotting', conspiracy is a strategy, not a conspiracy. The incense master of the Spring and Autumn Hall will be sent out to divide the rudder after you Chu Bo returns to the main altar, and you don't need to worry about things in the hall. What you have to care about now is how to help my Mo Pavilion open up the situation and break the blockade of Jinyue Building as the incense master of the Spring and Autumn Hall. ”

Li Chengliang was stunned, obviously a little unprepared for Bai Mosheng's answer, shouldn't the first thing he have to be sharpened is the means of internal balance and confrontation, how can he be allowed to be considered a leader in the Spring and Autumn Hall like this.

Li Chengliang swallowed his saliva, thought for a moment, and said: "I feel that what Qiao Chu said last night is not useless, and the Spring and Autumn Hall must first start with Kuixing Pavilion. ”

Bai Mosheng seemed to be very interested in Li Chengliang's answer: "Why?"

Li Chengliang said: "This month's Lou fights, and the disciples have found a trivial matter without paying attention, it seems that my Mo Pavilion disciples have not made a fatal move against the disciples of other sects, and they will stop when they are injured and fall to the ground, first of all, my Mo Pavilion and the various factions seem to have some indescribable tacit understanding, that is, try not to make mortal enemies, except for Snow City, of course." And Kui Xing Pavilion is as the master said that it is good at the secret weapon of the machine, although it may be blocked by the master's cold star dart, how can it no longer make a move, but the head of the house ordered to withdraw? And these days, the disciples know that my Mo Pavilion Qianji Hall and Kui Xing Pavilion have always had dealings, so it is not difficult to understand, my Mo Pavilion and Kui Xing Pavilion must have a connection of interests, and there will be no worries about their lives when they visit under the current situation. ”

Bai Mosheng nodded with satisfaction: "I haven't read it in vain, I want to thank Sima Gongdai for teaching me this apprentice's ability to analyze things meticulously." ”

When Li Chengliang heard Bai Mosheng's praise, he habitually scratched his head with a smile on his face.

After a short conversation, the boat had come to the south bank of the Yangtze River, and by this time the sun had fully revealed its own light, and the autumn mood that emanated from the early morning at the end of July was once again swept away by the blazing sun. In a small market town by the river, they found a tea house and prepared several bags of tea for the disciples, rode on the prepared fast horses, and the group left the official route and headed towards the hills and mountains of Zhejiang.

It seemed that they were disturbed by Qiao Chu's alarmist words, Chu Boyi and Song Chi didn't say a word all the way, and everyone clenched the horsewhip and galloped all the way in the sound of horses' hooves. In such an environment, a group of more than 100 people rode for 300 miles a day and a night, quickly bypassing the blue Taihu Lake, and really entered the thousands of miles in the southwest of Hangzhou Prefecture.

After replacing the tired horses at the Ink Pavilion hiding point next to another unknown trail, Bai Mosheng told the exhausted Li Chengliang that they were now about ten miles away from the Ink Pavilion General Altar, and that they could no longer walk horses for the next journey, and needed to walk.

Li Chengliang's eyes were about to close, and he asked breathlessly: "Master, is the Moge General Altar really cultivated in the sky? ”

Bai Mosheng said with a playful face: "You kid is afraid of being tired again." But you have a saying that is right, the next thing we are going to go is the 'Heavenly Road', and the General Altar of the Ink Pavilion is behind the 'Heavenly Road'!"