Shanyang from Jiangdu section has rained heavily for two consecutive days, and the water level has soared. The reeds on the river bank have turned into a water slum, with white mist rising and swelling on the water surface, forty long oars rising and falling across the water surface, and three giant boats pass through the rising mist.

Since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, both north and south have been transported against the river and Huai River and Huai River, and the river channel is still not spacious. Especially after the heavy rain, the river water is turbulent and mist is everywhere. Three five-toothed ships had to slow down and pass through this water area.

The waves slammed, and the hull was only slightly ups and downs. The soldiers on patrol and on duty were able to adapt. Han Qinhu was too old. He took off his armor and only wore a single dress, stood barefoot on the side of the ship with his slightly ups and downs to balance, preparing for the war to cross the river south later.

"I remember when I followed Duke Yue to destroy Nanchen, hahaha... That boy Shi Qiansui almost fell into the river. If I hadn't pulled him, I would have been fed to the turtle."

Lu Liangsheng stood on the second floor of the ship building fence, and had no feeling of the swaying hull under his feet. As the old man said, he looked at the fog gradually rising from the river surface on one side.

He answered casually: "So, the general is Shangzhu Kingdom, but he is not." Turning around and walking to the other side, the old man laughed, held the fence, and replied: "This time he fought against the Turks in the north, which is considered to be a great achievement, and Shangzhu Kingdom is probably going to have a share."

Seeing that there was no national master without response, Han Qinhu let go of the fence and turned around. The national master on the second floor of the ship building had already walked to the other side. Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly and stared at the water vapor on the river surface and showed a trace of doubt.

‘The fog seems to be... getting bigger?’

"National Master? Is there anything wrong with the water?"

Han Qinhu was fighting all over, and could detect anything wrong. He grabbed a spear from the soldiers on duty next to him, walked over, stood on one side, poked out his upper body and looked into the water. The water vapor surging. Apart from the falling oars, the waves were pushed away by the hull, and nothing could be seen.

In the front of the giant boat, eight people were lined up on the deck, and were sitting on the small stools. Most of them were hunters in the mountains and farmers, and occasionally took a bath in the water and were also a small river. They had never been a boat before. At this time, their face turned blue and they were a little seasick.

"Lu Xi, how are you doing? Can you hold on?"

"Me? I'm fine, uh...drip!"

"Don't vomit, embarrassing!"

"Old Pan, you said it's light. Eight of us have never sat on this boat. It's good to walk here... Huh, Lu Xi, are you vomiting?"

Among the eight people, Lu Xi smacked her lips, turned her head, and saw the seven people looking at them, and spoke in a daze.

"Spout? No, I swallowed it as soon as I got into my mouth. How could this be considered vomiting?"

The old donkey who was crawling on the side also turned his head, blinked his eyes, and looked at them, not understanding anything wrong, and opened his long kiss, revealing his big white teeth. Eryaer hummed and squirted disdainfully.

This is when the old donkey suddenly looked at the side of the boat, his long ears trembled, and there was no sound of different waves in the water, and he went upstream.

Under the white mist, the long dorsal fins separated the water surface, and a long shadow snaked on the side of the hull. The soldiers standing there noticed the abnormal movement and pointed at the bottom and were about to shout. In an instant, they were covered by their companions around them and pulled away.

"Don't call it, that's the dragon brought by the national teacher."

The next moment, outside the ship, the sound of water broke open, and the waves rose and splashed on the deck. In the sight of all the soldiers on the deck, a thick scale stood up straight as countless water splashes fell, facing the national master on the ship.

Fishy and bloody rushing towards him. Han Qinhu was also startled by the huge shadow that suddenly rose from the side of the ship. He shouted with a spear, "Wow!" and took a few steps back.

"National...National Teacher..."

Lu Liangsheng turned his face and snorted at him, then leaned towards the fence, almost several feet away from the dragon outside the ship.

"But there is a monster at work?"

"No, even a few small demons in the water were eaten."

The old dragon's voice was heard in Lu Liangsheng's ears, but when others heard it, he felt a hoarse moan and had goose bumps all over his body.

Over there, Lu Liangsheng nodded, bowed and sent him away, sinking back into the water.

‘As long as there is no demon causing trouble, it will hinder the fleet. Since it is the fog formed after heavy rain, it will blow away together.’

The palm stretched out several fingers and two fingers, and his lips quickly moved. In the unheard words of others, Lu Liangsheng raised his arm and waved his broad sleeves, and his fire patterned wide sleeves were blowing away.

"The wind is coming!"

After the sound of the Dharma came down, Han Qinhu held the spear and looked around, and was about to say, "There is no wind..." The flags standing at the four corners of the ship tower suddenly moved, causing a rustling sound, and blew up.

There was a whistle in the river. The soldiers standing on the deck closed their eyes, opened their bodies to cover them, and avoided the sudden strong wind.

Huhuhu--

In the wind, the white mist surging wildly, either dissipating in the direction of the wind, or flying towards the river banks on both sides, revealing the turbulent waterway in front of the giant boat.

"It's broken!"

"The mist has dispersed, and the national teacher is mighty!"

The wind stopped a little, and a soldier put down his arms and raised his head. When he saw the mist around him disappear, he shouted excitedly. Along the way, he only heard that the national master had the magic of immortals, but he was young after all, which made many people doubt it.

Now, I finally saw it.

...........

To the south, more than a thousand miles away from the Yuhang waterway, there is still drizzling in the sky.

Chen Fu watched the army drive out of the camp, slowly walked to a nearby hill, and jumped to the top of the big rock. The wind and raindrops came, the soapy Taoist robe sounded, and behind the stroking, there was a yin and yang pattern printed on it, with a faint flow of magic light on it.

"Dingmao accepts Yichou, and Hainiu knows Jiaxu..."

Facing the mountain breeze, the white beard shaking slightly in the wind. The old man closed his eyes, muttered something in his mouth, and quickly calculated someone's position with his right finger.

I felt that the man was also using mana, and he clearly locked the opponent's position.

"The man is in the north and rides on You Wood and Rich Water."

Chen Fu stopped his voice, opened his eyes and looked north, and his calculation fingers stopped and took them behind him.

"It would be fine if Chen people don't help Chen, but they have a rare cultivation level. If you go to Sui State to be the national teacher, I will let you die before you succeed! Ding Weipan, Ji Hai Gengzi, Xun Feng blows the mountains--"

Magic power that ordinary people cannot see blows away with the wind.

When the surging river was far away in the north, the soldiers were excited to discuss the fact that the national squat was dispelling and attracting dragons, someone felt the chill and touched his cheeks. The wind that had stopped suddenly blew again.

Behind the fence on the second floor of the ship building, Lu Liangsheng was talking to Han Qinhu.

"General, let the fleet behind speed up..."

Suddenly, as if someone was targeting him, Lu Liangsheng's eyelids twitched, and he stopped and looked to the south.

Han Qinhu, who was still waiting for his next article, leaned on a spear with one hand. Because he had just seen the spell, he was a little excited and his voice was strong: "National Master, what about the back? But what about other things to order?"

On the side, Lu Liangsheng, who was in a black gold-burning robe, raised his hand to interrupt his words. In his other cuff, the toad Taoist poked his head out and yawned, and the toad eyes were half-closed.

"Liangsheng, someone has cast a spell."

"Um."

Lu Liangsheng turned around and asked the old man to go down first, reminding him not to stop or drive forward no matter what he encountered or saw on the way.

"Okay, since the national master said that, I, Old Han, can see clearly."

Han Qinhu glanced at a strange toad that poked out from the national master's cuff. He probably thought it was a method of casting spells by experts, perhaps for a live sacrifice.

After saying that, he bowed and went to find the messenger.

Above the long river, there were gusts of cold wind, reeds swaying on both sides, and fine stones on the ground were flying all over the sky, and evil ghosts were vaguely roaring among them.

The flags of the ship tower were blowing loudly, and the mast even made a "bang" breaking sound. Lu Liangsheng did not dare to hesitate and called Lu Pan and eight others to form a formation to protect him.

"Five directions and five elements--"

The wind became louder, and the flags were shaking wildly. Lu Liangsheng spread his palms and used his magic power. His blue shirt and hair were rolling and flying in the wind. He narrowed his eyes and looked to the south.

He raised his hands suddenly, pinched the magic trick with his palms. The moment the magic power flew away from his palm, the last paragraph of magic words rushed out of his lips.

"——The method of borrowing Qiankun!"

His hands turned into sword fingers and shook them in the left and right air.
Chapter completed!