Before they left, they agreed to meet in the morning and went to bed early.
The next day, Song Qingshu woke up early and had breakfast with Yu Lianzhou.
Then, he gathered with Kun Lun Xi Huazi, Wei Si 'nyang, and their other disciples and set off together.
The few of them rode their horses down the mountain at full speed. They felt that time flew by.
Suddenly, Song Qingshu caught a whiff of blood, and then the sound of waves crashing against the shore gradually rang out.
The sea was filled with water!
I'm coming!
When they reached the seaside, Song Qingshu found the familiar movements of the Kunlun Sect disciples interesting.
Kunlun was located in the Western Region, which was now Xinjiang. There were actually people who were so skilled in controlling water boats. It seemed that these guys had been preparing for a long time.
In the past few years, the Heavenly Eagle Cult had sent out ships to search the sea area many times. Kun Lun and the other large sects could not help but follow them.
He just wouldn't be able to learn all the techniques of manipulating boats.
Moreover, the two disciples of the Kunlun Sect who were sailing the boat were fishermen. The Kunlun Sect took a fancy to their "specialty" and accepted them as disciples.
Fortunately, Song Qingshu liked to swim in his previous life. Although he wasn't very skilled, he could at least swim a kilometer or two.
Now that his body was so good and he had Xiantian True Qi, it was needless to say.
As soon as they stepped onto the boat, Fourth Aunt Wei, Xi Huazi, and the other Kunlun Sect disciples looked at Song Qingshu, the number one disciple of Wudang Sect's third generation.
He found that his expression was the same as before, without the slightest bit of discomfort from stepping on a ship for the first time.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. As expected of an outstanding disciple of a large sect. His self-restraint was indeed extraordinary.
It must be known that ships were different from boats on rivers. They were very bumpy, and most people would not be able to adapt to the sea for the first time.
Looking at the sea, Song Qingshu swore in his heart!
"I will definitely become the master of my own destiny!”
At this moment, a disciple of the Kunlun Sect cheered,""Martial Uncle, look, the Heavenly Eagle Cult is just ahead! The people from the Kongtong Sect are also following behind!"
In the distance, a flag was faintly visible, swaying in the wind. This flag was the sail of the Heavenly Eagle Cult's ship.
The flag fluttered in the wind, and the eagle on the white flag looked like it was about to leave the canvas and fly away!
When Song Qingshu heard Xi Huazi's cold snort, he knew that his ally was going to have a big fight today.
As expected, Xi Huazi suddenly said,"Hurry up and chase after him!" Gather with the Kongtong Sect's allies, and we'll get to the bottom of this without asking anyone, hmph…"
In the end, he still did not say those harsh words. He was probably afraid that he would not be able to fulfill his promise and step down.
Song Qingshu glanced at him and thought,
What a brainless fellow. It was enough to just chase after him, but he still had to brag.
This time, the three sects had different motives. The Wudang Sect really only wanted to find out Zhang Cuishan's whereabouts.
As for the Kunlun Sect and the Kongtong Sect, their purpose on the surface was for their injured disciples and the stolen manual of the Seven Injuring Fist.
However, Song Qingshu could tell what their true intentions were by looking at their faces.
Everything was for the Dragon Slaying Saber.
To Song Qingshu's surprise, the Kongtong Sect leader this time was Chang Jingzhi, the fourth of the five elders. It could be said that he attached great importance to this operation.
Soon, the people from both sides had already started talking.
The people on the Sky Eagle Cult's ship were already shouting,""There's serious business going on, so irrelevant guests should avoid it!”
Song Qingshu found this sentence familiar.
Then, he suddenly remembered that in the original book, the people of the Heavenly Eagle Cult also shouted at Zhang Cuishan and the others on the boat like that.
It seemed like this was a slang in the underworld.
On the surface, Yu Lianzhou's martial arts were the best, so he didn't need to personally take action.
Chang Jingzhi stood up and said,""Chang Jingzhi of the Kongtong Sect, Yu Lianzhou of the Wudang Sect, Xi Huazi of the Kunlun Sect, and Wei Siniang are passing by. Can't the leader of the Heavenly Eagle Cult be a good host?”
Song Qingshu wanted to laugh when he heard this. It seemed like the fourth disciple of the Kongtong Sect was trying to use the three sects to suppress him.
She didn't invite him, but he wanted to go up.
However, on second thought, this was how things were in the martial world. There was no reason to speak of.
He didn't have any bad feelings or good feelings towards the Heavenly Eagle Cult.
Other than the White-Browed Eagle King, there weren't many decent people.
An old voice sounded from the ship,""Heavenly Eagle Cult's Sky Market Hall's Li Tianyuan is here. Our Heavenly Eagle Cult doesn't need your protection when we go out to sea, right? Please go back, I won't see you out!"
" I'm Yu Er of Wudang Sect," Yu Lianzhou suddenly said." A few years ago, my third brother had a small grudge with your sect. Can we settle it today?" Also, you should give me an explanation for my fifth brother's whereabouts.”
Before he could finish his sentence, Yu Lianzhou stomped hard.
The hundred-pound anchor on the ship was lifted up by his foot, and then he slammed his palms hard.
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