Huan Yuan turned his head and stared at Liang Xiao, who was smiling and smiling. His cheeks twitched. He slowly took out a purse from his arms, Liang Xiao snatched it, opened it and looked at it, shook his head repeatedly. "Master, are you too poor, is there a hundred dollars in this purse?"

"What are your eyes? You can't even count how many dollars you have, and you still want to be a snorkeling sound?" Huan Yuan said angrily: "Be careful, don't fall into the water. You can kill someone who can dive and you won't be able to find it if you fall down."

"That's so small, it's so nervous." Liang Xiao threw the purse to Qin Ge. Qin Ge took it in his hand, counted fifty dollars, returned the purse to Liang Xiao, weighed the money in his palm, lowered his head and went into the cabin. Liang Xiao laughed and stuffed the purse into his arms. "It's a thousand, and I'll pay you ten thousand at that time."

Huan Yuan tilted the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to curse, but he just moved his mouth a few times, but he still didn't curse.

Liang Xiao urged him. "Okay, the dog is gone, let's continue to talk about cultivation. Master, tell the truth, is there still Dongyao who didn't teach me?"

Huan Yuan smiled, showing a little smugness.

"I heard that this sound shooting technique is related to the military tactics you taught me orally. In addition to the military tactics, there is also a guide technique. There are more than 30,000 words in total. Master, the military tactics you taught me are only 2,000 words, less than 10%. You are a little..."

"Who is talking nonsense? Where did the more than 30,000 words come from? Where did the guiding technique come from?" Huan Yuan was furious. "Military arts, swordsmanship, and shooting techniques all add up to only more than 4,000 words. The military arts have been passed on to you, and the shooting technique is even more authorized. Only the sword technique has not been passed on..."

"Wait, Master, you are not perfect, right?"

Huan Yuan was stunned. "How do you... know?"

"I heard that there is another guide."

"Guiding Art?" Huan Yuan was startled, and his eyes showed joy. "Who said? He has the Guidance Art?"

"It should be, but I will definitely not give it to you." Liang Xiao shrugged. "Master, come with me to Chang'an. As long as you are willing to follow me, I will buy this guide technique at all costs, even if I sell myself as a slave."

"And——" Huan Yuan turned his head, looking disdainful. He was silent for a moment, and then said, "A Xiao, if you have the chance, you can find a way to get that guide technique. My muscles and bones are already formed and disabled again. It doesn't matter whether there is a guide technique or not. You are still young, and if you want to become a real archer, this guide technique is inevitable."

Liang Xiao was very sad. He shook his body and gently touched Huan Yuan's shoulder. Huan Yuan smiled and touched him, and the masters looked at each other and smiled. A faint warmth came from the night wind in early winter.

...

The boat traveled in Zhenzeli for two days and two nights and arrived at a small island.

The island was surrounded by warships of all sizes, and soldiers came forward to ask several miles away. When they saw Huan Yuan, their attitude immediately became respectful, called him "General", and turned around to guide Huan Yuan's ship forward.

Going to the shore, Huan Yuan led Liang Xiao and others along the long path to the highest point of the island. The island was full of camp bars, and short and dark-skinned Yue warriors could be seen everywhere. However, their equipment was very poor. Some held halberds, some held bamboo bows, and some simply held sticks, but their faces were fierce, with their eyes as if they were wolf-like, staring at Liang Xiao and others, just like staring at delicious prey.

The more we reached the center of the island, the more armored soldiers were gradually increasing, and the military appearance became much more strict.

Finally, in front of a half-old tent, Liang Xiao saw a king flag. Under the king flag, there was a middle-aged man with a bloated figure, dark skin and bags of his eyes. When he saw his noble face, Liang Xiao knew who he was.

Liu Ju, the prince of the Wu Kingdom who had been on the run for more than ten years.

-(To be continued)
Chapter completed!