The next day.
The morning light shone.
On the Qiantang River.
The waves on the river rolled away. The houses on both sides of the river were scattered, the flowers and trees swayed gently, and a small boat set sail from the river.
The scenery of Qiantang River was indeed as beautiful as the rumors said.
Most of the time, the breeze blew against the shore and the weeping willows swayed.
"Whoosh."
The sound of clear waves was heard. The long pole paddled and created small waves. The small boat rose and fell between the shallow waves, sweeping away the river water on both sides.
The boatman wore a bamboo hat and stood on the small boat, propping up the bamboo pole to sail the boat.
A young man was sitting on a small boat. His wide, long-sleeved Daoist robe was blown by the river wind, and he was carrying a canvas bag on his back.
"Oh, this Pear Blossom Wine is not bad."
An hour ago, Chen Changsheng had specially made a cup of Pear Blossom Wine at the inn. The waiter had specially warmed it, so even now, he could feel the warmth in his palm.
The wine was slightly sweet and had the fragrance of pear blossoms. It wasn't considered a good wine, but his own sake had a different taste.
After taking a few more sips and leisurely admiring the scenery of the Qiantang River, Chen Changsheng recalled his battle with Yuan Guangbo and gradually sank into deep thought.
"There's more than enough cultivation, but not enough cultivation."
This was Chen Changsheng's current assessment of himself.
Why was it called a Dao technique? Dao was cultivation.
And Dharma was power, a divine art.
Chen Changsheng made up his mind that after he went to Mount Kunlun to obtain the Nine Yang Scripture, he would go and make up for his own flaws.
From his previous life, immortal cultivators had different cultivation paths. There were alchemy, array, beast taming, sword cultivation, and so on.
Those who could cultivate alone were geniuses of the cultivation world.
And Chen Changsheng had the Deduction System, so he could completely advance in this direction.
Deducing Sword Dao to increase attack power, deducing pill techniques for his own cultivation, array formation path to upgrade immortal abode…
"After returning to the sect, I'll replenish my own methods.”
"When my techniques catch up with my realm and I become strong enough, I will have the means to deal with these people from a thousand miles away. Why do I have to do it myself?”
When Chen Changsheng thought of this, he felt that his path of cultivation was smooth and his mind was at ease.
At this moment, they had reached the center of the river.
Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the distance.
Chen Changsheng was slightly puzzled. Could it be that it was going to rain?
As if sensing his doubt, the bamboo hat man propped up the boat and smiled at Chen Changsheng.
"This is the first tide of the Qiantang River. The boat can travel very fast with the help of the water.”
Chen Changsheng looked to the east and saw a white line rolling over from the horizon.
The sound of the tide was getting louder and louder, as if there were thousands of troops ahead.
The river was surging, and a wall of water was faintly visible in the distance, pushing forward rapidly.
"Haha, interesting. If it wasn't for the fact that there was no one in front of them, one would really think that there were thousands of troops lying in ambush.”
Chen Changsheng looked at the distant scene with a half-smile.
When he heard this, he did not know if he was feeling guilty.
Duke Hun involuntarily tightened his grip on the bamboo pole in his hand, staring at Chen Changsheng out of the corner of his eye.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and took another sip of the Pear Blossom Wine.
This Duke Zhuang was too incompetent in his disguise.
His arms were muscular, his hands were covered in calluses, and there was a lingering smell of blood on his body.
Moreover, there were many boats on the bank of the Qiantang River.
However, there were only three or four ships in the morning.
They probably thought that no matter which boat he was on, he was still one of them.
Chen Changsheng was not someone who would walk on a mountain knowing that there was a tiger in it.
However, if he did not deal with them, he would have to cross the river and be watched by others.
He might as well settle it together to save trouble.
"If you don't leave now, I'm afraid you won't be able to.”
A moment ago, Chen Changsheng had been languid, but in the next second, he suddenly said.
Duke Huan, who had been afraid of the young man's sneak attack, didn't react in time. His body suddenly froze.
Immediately, he saw the young man looking at him with a smile. His heart skipped a beat and he jumped into the middle of the river.
The small boat was suddenly out of control. Once the tide rushed, it would immediately circle around.
Chen Changsheng chuckled and clapped his hands. The small boat was instantly nailed to the center of the river like a nail.
At this moment, a sailboat rushed over with the help of the waves. There was a black eagle painted on the white sail. It spread its wings as if it was about to pounce on them.
"So it's them."
Chen Changsheng instantly understood who this person was.
The black ship gradually approached and stopped a few dozen meters away from the small boat.
"A palm to stop the ship, young hero, you have great skills.”
A black-robed man in his twenties walked out from the bow of the ship with a red cape draped over his shoulders. A small black eagle was embroidered on his left lapel, and his wings were spread open. This person was none other than King Yin Ye of the Heavenly Eagle Cult.
Chen Changsheng narrowed his extremely beautiful phoenix eyes and shook the little porcelain cup filled with fine wine in his hand. He teased,
"Don't tell me you're here to drink with me.”
Ten-some brawny men appeared on the bow of the ship, all of them armed and unsheathed, their eagle-like eyes staring at Chen Changsheng.
The black-robed man at the very front was especially so. His right hand had a fine steel eagle claw, and his fingertips exuded a chill as he stared at the canvas bag on Chen Changsheng's back.
Obviously, they were here for the Dragon Slaying Saber!
"You can drink the wine anytime. I have a few questions for you.”King Yin Ye gripped his claws and said lightly,""Last night, you killed the three birds of Changbai, Yuan Guangbo, the head of the Sea Sand Sect, and more than twenty people from the Giant Whale Sect, including their young master, right?”
King Yinye's eyes were as sharp as a falcon's. He stared at Chen Changsheng's leisurely appearance with a slightly grave expression.
Whether it was the young man's identity or the canvas bag on his back, it pointed to the young man who killed last night.
However, looking at his relaxed appearance, it was no different from playing. Could it be that he still had a trump card?
"Haha, other than Young Master Mai and Yuan Guangbo, the others have nothing to do with me.”
Chen Changsheng picked up the fallen bamboo pole and lightly flicked it with his finger. The bamboo pole quivered, actually drowning out the whistling of the river wind.
To him, as long as he was not surrounded by thousands of troops, who in the pugilistic world could make him afraid?
"Interesting."
King Yin Ye smiled warmly and suddenly said,""I think you've misunderstood. My Heavenly Eagle Cult doesn't even bother to befriend trash like the Giant Whale Sect and the Sea Sand Sect, let alone take revenge.”
"Oh? The dignified King Yin Ye, who killed without batting an eye, would actually speak to others in such a gentle and refined manner. It was rare.”
Chen Changsheng chuckled.
Although Yin Yewang of the Heavenly Eagle Cult was described in the original novel, a careful analysis revealed that he was a person who killed without blinking.
It was indeed rare to see such a person smiling warmly.
"So you know me, young hero.”
Yin Yewang patted the steel claw. He was actually so famous, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.
However, that was another matter altogether.
He had not forgotten why he was here.
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Everyone panicked.
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