Thousands of rock springs are flowing down, and thousands of trees are lingering. The high mountains on the border between Fujian and Guangdong are gradually disappearing, and the dense river network is beginning to reveal its true appearance. Most of the official roads are also muddy and difficult to navigate due to rain, so boating has become more difficult.

Good choice.

"Master Jiang, we are just one step away from the waterway ahead. We have paid the fees and quickly boarded the boat."

Zhou Long, a tall and powerful man, came over, his tone was respectful but not slanderous. It was obvious that he had already learned a lot about the world of human beings, which was not a profound thing in the world.

He could see that Jiang Wen liked to be called the leader, so he deliberately flattered him so lightly that he could invite a real Buddha to his Vajra Sect and ensure peace along the way.

After being together for a few days, the people of the Vajra Sect slowly and helplessly realized that they might not even be able to defeat two children, despite this Taoist priest who made their master awe-inspiring.

In the past few days, everyone had switched from land to water, going straight down the river for several miles, and now they were finally close to their destination.

A group of people stood on a sturdy boat and sailed on the calm river. They saw a city surrounded by Haochi, and a prosperous and beautiful land connected to the sea on six sides slowly emerged in front of them.

On the side, the terrain is low-lying and densely covered with rivers, and it is only one step away from the sea.

Seeing the embankments emerging one after another, like the ants on the strong ships they were riding in, they were busy shuttling through the port. People who had lived in the north for a long time felt like they were a drop in the ocean, and all the hard work of traveling and traveling along the way was in vain.

Jiang Wen was used to it, so he was not too surprised by the gray wooden boat in front of him. He was just slightly surprised that Wang Shangjia of Pingnan was so bold and dared to take out a thin, pointed-bottomed boat with a low head and a high tail, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

Customer profit.

Could it be that abusing such a ship, which was worthy of serving as a warship at this time, was also a happy way to show loyalty to the Qing court?

"You're welcome, Mr. Zhou. The expenses incurred along the way will be settled when I arrive in Guangzhou. I can't take advantage of you."

Zhou Long was quite impressed when he heard the words "General Bodyguard". However, he did not answer the question and instead enthusiastically introduced things about Guangzhou City.

"Master Jiang, you are here at the right time. Guangzhou city is very lively now. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Jiang Wen also asked with some curiosity: "I was a little curious from the beginning. What were the two exciting things you mentioned earlier, and why did you say that everyone in the world would flock to them?"

People in the world of martial arts have a lively temper that cannot be changed. It is said that there is a secret competition between Shaolin and Wudang in Guangzhou, which is a good thing that people flock to. For a small sect, it is enough to get a little benefit from Taishan Beidou.

I can’t use it enough.

But now, is there anything more lively than the fight between two big guys? Could it be that Shunzhi set up a ring in the city and wanted to have an unrestricted fight with Emperor Yongli of the Southern Ming Dynasty who was far away in Yunnan and Guizhou?

"Master Jiang, I dare to ask, do you think there is anything in this world that everyone likes?"

Jiang Wen was stunned by these words.

He put his hands on the side of the ship and stared at the golden scales and broken leaves of the Zhujiang River. He circled the city endlessly and then went to the sea. He felt a surge of pride in his chest. He stretched out a hand as if holding the inverted universe in the air, and slowly

Xu said the answer in his mind.

"Awakening to hold the power of the world, drunk and lying on the lap of a beautiful woman. It must be power, wealth and beauty!"

"...Headmaster Jiang is indeed in a good temperament."

Zhou Long almost fell down in fear.

Why does this sound like he is about to rebel? As a Taoist priest, is it really appropriate for him to speak like this, full of wine, sex, and wealth?

But then he thought that the hero in front of him could speak so nakedly in front of him, which meant that he was regarded as a trustworthy person, so he immediately showed a smile that all men knew, and slowly extended a thumbs up and praised.

"Headmaster Jiang is really quick to talk! Then tell me, if you can do these three things at the same time, wouldn't it be the most rare and beautiful thing in the world!"

Zhou Long said with a longing look on his face, introducing the most praiseworthy things in Guangzhou City at the moment.

One is that a senior martial arts veteran in the city will hold a "Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference" in ten days and announce his complete withdrawal from the martial arts world. Guests from all over the world have been invited to witness this grand occasion. After all, Foshan, next door to Guangzhou City, is a famous hometown of martial arts.

Various boxing sects emerge one after another, and it is like the martial arts of the southeast.

Although washing hands in a golden basin is lively, the key is not here.

Everyone knows that this wealthy senior is already old, but he only has one daughter at home. The so-called "washing hands in a golden basin" is not important at all. Anyway, this senior stopped walking around in the world ten years ago.

This grand event was just held to build momentum for the only daughter in the family who was about to enter the world and continue the glory of the martial arts family.

The hero has been traveling in the world for many years, and there are always two enemies and enemies. The sons and daughters of the world are the elders of the world. If you don't make progress despite your reputation, you will only end up being killed in three lifetimes. Therefore, recruiting a son-in-law is something that does not need to be said clearly.

Don’t you see, even the great hero Guo Jing wants to find a good husband for his unattractive eldest daughter, and give him a ride on his horse?

At this time, the signal has become very obvious. If someone can take this opportunity to gain the Dharma's eyes, he or she will be able to marry a beautiful lady and inherit a wealth of wealth at the same time. From now on, he will enjoy the spotlight as a member of a famous family.

"Mr. Bodyguard Zhou, I would like to ask you if you are married?"

Jiang Wen looked at this unshaven, round-faced man with suspicion. He seemed so excited. Could it be that he just looked mature and was actually just an adult?

Zhou Long put away the longing look on his face in embarrassment and said nonchalantly: "Master Jiang is laughing, my child is eight years old."

He also flattered Jiang Wen and said, "Master Jiang, you are young and promising, with strong martial arts skills. At such a young age, you have a great reputation. I think you can be the best just by changing into this Taoist robe..."

"Stop it, stop it!"

Jiang Wen looked at the other party with a dark face, held up the Five Sacred Crown on his head, and recited the words "Infinite Life and Blessings".

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It sounds so nice, isn't this just a step-in-law? We, the Wuyi Sect, have such a huge foundation and still worry about no one to inherit it, so how can we have the time to fight for these small profits?"

Jiang Wen was not lying. A barren mountain as big as Dawangfeng had not been dealt with yet. How could he have the time to dream about his children's affair?

What's more, this is sheer nonsense.

At first, Jiang Wen thought that he had just escaped from the plot of the Fuwei Escort's massacre, but was about to trigger the plot of the Hengshan faction Liu Zhengfeng washing his hands in a golden basin. He then looked at the three unlucky disciples he had brought with him. Could it be that he had obtained it himself?

Is it a script by Yue Buqun?

But when the other party heard what the other party said about the story of Jack Su, the only daughter in the family and a wealthy family, this speculation was shattered instantly. What's the use of the other party's beauty? If you want to make a living, can't you just go to Mingjiao directly?

"Boss Zhou, what is the name of this martial arts senior?"

Jiang Wen asked again casually.

Zhou Long hurriedly raised his hands towards the sea and the sky, showing great respect: "That is the elder Luo of the Jianghu who is 'a golden sword to crush the green forest'. He is the one who communicates with the upper world and the lower level!"

After some eloquent words, Jiang Wen was basically sure that the other party had listened to too many storytelling novels. Otherwise, as a practicing practitioner in Jinzhong, he would worship a figure from far away in the world of Guangdong. There was probably something wrong with him.

Besides, who is this Luo Yuantong?

Jiang Wen had never been to Guangdong during his travels in the past few years, and had never heard of these deeds. After thinking about it, he couldn't even think of a hero with this name in the Fourteen Golden Books. Could it be that he was a local hero born in the Ming and Qing Dynasties?

"Mr. Escort Zhou, why do you say it's so lively? Do you want to divorce your wife and abandon your son to make a fortune?"

Jiang Wen teased maliciously.

Zhou Long laughed heartily, with no grudge on his round face, and patted the escort car behind him who was guarding him closely.

"I don't have that thought. The reason why I understand so clearly is because my senior brother Xiu Shu told me. The thing escorted on this trip is the sword that the old man made for me at a huge expense. If it can be safely delivered to my house, I will be well received.

Hospitality is enough."

Several times on the road, Jiang Wen planned to see the true appearance of the sword, but when he saw the nervous look on the top and bottom of the Vajra Gate, he was embarrassed to mention it, for fear that the other party would treat him as a villain and take strict precautions - these people would have to fight with Yan because of suspicion.

After the bloody battle in the Qing Fist Sect, I always felt like I had some problems with my brain after practicing so hard.

Jiang Wen thought about it carefully and felt that there was no need to get involved in this matter, so he could just let these people in the world make trouble. However, he could use the whirlpool of Guangzhou to earn some extra fame and fortune.

Jiang Wen couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart when he thought of the old man Luo in the city who still had to build momentum for his daughter's future status in the world and use up his last remaining energy.

Jiang Wen looked back at the disciples who were looking at the Pearl River.

Hong Wen was steady and steady against the bumps of the wind and waves, as if he was trying to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts from the vast sea. Xiao Shitou was practicing volleyball with the disciples of the Vajra Sect, and the pinging on his body did not hurt at all. Fu Ningdie was blind.

Shendi entered a state of seasickness, hugging his thighs and refusing to let go.

From now on, these three little guys will probably have to keep company with this world, and they should do what the leader should do and pave the way and build bridges for these apprentices in advance.

"Master Jiang, why didn't you speak suddenly? I haven't talked about the second thing yet."

Seeing Jiang Wen's silence, Zhou Long thought he was interested in this matter, but he was too embarrassed to speak because of his feelings, so he quickly continued with a silly smile.

"The second thing I want to say is also somewhat similar to what happened to Senior Luo."

"Recently, on Xiguan Street, a wealthy family set up an arena. If you win, you will be given a thousand taels of silver. Masters from all sides have challenged each other but failed, so Master Jiang might as well give it a try. If

To come out on top is a first-class limelight.”

This kind of excitement is much more plain and simple. Stories about fighting in the ring have been around for generations. Unless these two excitements are combined, the daughter of a daughter competes in the ring to recruit a bride. Jiang Wen is willing to join in the fun.

But this is unlikely. After all, Miss Yueru of the Lin family is only seven years old. No matter how messy the script is, it cannot be so cuffable.

"Thank you Mr. Zhou for your kindness. Unfortunately, Mr. Jiang has no intention of participating in these two matters. Your hospitality will be in vain."

Staying away from the center of right and wrong and quietly making a fortune was Jiang Wen's principle for this trip. Xiguan Street and Luo Mansion were instantly listed as forbidden areas by Jiang Wen, who decided to hide as far away as possible.

"It doesn't matter, I just said it casually."

Zhou Long waved his hand with a smile, and suddenly pointed in the distance, "Good guy, such a big city!"

During the chat, the short voyage soon came to an end. As the shadow of the sail faded, a wide city Hao, Yudai Hao, connecting Dong Haoyong in the east and Xi Haoyong in the west, came into view immediately, with a length of five meters.

There is more than a mile, and the city moat, which is more than 20 feet wide, winds under the towering south city wall, guarding the majestic city like a jade belt.

The passenger unloading pier is located on Haopan Street. As the Guangzhou ship docked, everyone was busy unloading the cargo and driving the cars. Following the flow of people, they came to the dock street and inquired about the final destination.

Interestingly, the team that originally called themselves the Vajra Gate arrived near the pier, and everyone in the gate smiled tacitly.

Several disciples skillfully replaced the inconspicuous little flag on the escort carriage with a regimental embroidered black tiger escort flag fluttering in the wind. They erected it at the most obvious height and shouted the name of Xinglong Escort Bureau along the way.

Number.

At this time, even the injured disciples unhesitatingly opened their coats in the middle of winter, revealing their black, plush chests. They looked like a group of mighty warriors who had finally won after days of hard fighting, and immediately gained the respect of many people along the way.
To be continued...