Chapter 246

The river wind was vast, two storied boats led the way, and the sturdy bows hit the surging waves.

Hundreds of finless porpoises followed the hull, exposing their smooth gray backs on the water one after another, and several soldiers carried wooden basins to pour fish underneath, often causing the finless porpoises to jump.

A few basins of fish couldn't feed these spirit monsters, it was just a means for the River Patrol Office to cultivate feelings.

Except for the splashing water and the hunting sound of the flags, no conversation could be heard on the entire storied boat.

Not long after setting off, the martial artists from top to bottom were still in a state of nervous tension, and most people chose to stay in their own places, and no one dared to run around.

Liang Qu was led by the soldiers to the top floor of the storied boat, with a wide field of vision.

Pushing the door and entering, the cold air that rushed towards him made his whole body comfortable, and the stuffiness of wearing the fish demon inner armor dissipated.

Looking around, the entire top floor was an open circular hall with nearly thirty people.

Most of them were Ran Zhongshi and the others, and Liang Qu only felt familiar with the other half, but couldn't call their names.

The three people talking in the innermost part of the crowd were all known, namely Xu Yuelong, Yang Dongxiong, and Sui Hongyan, the deputy commander of the Demon Suppression Division.

At the previous auction, Liang Qu had seen the two commanders of the Demon Suppression Division from afar, and after the event, Sui Hongyan also followed to watch the fun of the swimming competition at the port, so he had a deep impression.

The remaining few familiar people should be the main high-level officials of the Demon Suppression Division, who had met at the auction.

"Ashui, they are discussing the plan, it has nothing to do with us, come and play cards!"

At the entrance, Ke Wenbin patted the seat beside him, and several sheets of paper with symbols drawn on them were scattered on the long case in front.

Ke Wenbin, a heavy card game enthusiast; in the two small meetings, Liang Qu could see him calling a group of people to play cards in the corner.

As for the level, it was average, with wins and losses, perhaps this was what made him unable to stop.

Liang Qu sat beside Ke Wenbin, took a few sips of the fruit juice drink handed by Uncle Ya on the side, and asked Ke Wenbin and others what they were going to do today.

Having boarded the boat and left the shore, there was no need to hide many messages.

"Fighting the Ghost Mother Sect, it's just that the ones we discovered before were relatively fragmented, this time we are going to fight a stronghold.

Didn't you and Uncle Yang catch a Ghost Mother Sect envoy named Huang Zejun before? The imperial court extracted news from his mouth."

Liang Qu frowned: "It's been so long, the news isn't accurate, right?"

From the incident of the Ghost Mother Sect to today, nearly half a year has passed; let alone now, even if the River Patrol Office had followed the news to catch people immediately, two months would have been enough for the Ghost Mother Sect to move their headquarters.

"Hey, Ashui's pattern is small; the news is lagging, that's true, but we can know future news."

"Future news? Brother Ke, please elaborate, the younger brother is listening respectfully."

"Know the Imperial Observatory?"

"Hmm."

"The Imperial Observatory has a place with a dome, and inside there is a thing called the Four Wilds Heaven-Mirroring Instrument.

When I was young, the teacher in the clan school organized us to visit inside; good guy, the ground was all pure copper, it was huge.

Sigh, anyway, it's very troublesome to explain, you just treat it as a very powerful fortune teller, even more powerful than that group of Daoist priests in the Louguan Terrace; as long as the conditions are sufficient, everything can be calculated.

That Huang Zejun is a direct bloodline of a certain lineage of the Ghost Mother Sect; the Imperial Observatory used his whole life to calculate the hiding place and general strength of his lineage on Binghuo Day."

Liang Qu's understanding of the power of martial arts went up a level, and he asked in a low voice with awe.

"Is it definitely accurate?"

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"Not necessarily, I asked people from the Imperial Observatory when I was young, and he said the accuracy rate was less than thirty percent."

"..."

"What's with that expression? Thirty percent is not low, okay, and those that are not accurate don't mean they are useless.

To put it bluntly, this thing is something that points you in the direction, like a compass; it can definitely point you southeast, northwest, but it's not sure if it's one hundred miles to the east or three hundred miles to the east.

Our River Patrol Office is not eating for nothing; it's simple enough to have a direction; after such a long time, we have actions, okay; we've figured out their underwear; this time, we'll take it."

Liang Qu felt a little relieved: "Then what is the strength of the opposite side?"

Ke Wenbin said casually: "Two Grandmasters, two Great Martial Artists, between twenty and thirty Wolf Smoke Martial Artists, and over two hundred Galloping Horse Martial Artists."

Liang Qu's mouth twitched: "This... can we beat them? There are no Grandmasters on the boat, right? And they have as many Entering Zhen Xiang Grandmasters as Hunting Tiger Great Martial Artists?"

"There are no Grandmasters on the boat, but we have eight Great Martial Artists!" Xiang Fang Su walked over and interrupted.

He moved a stool over to secretly look at the cards, but was covered up by Ke Wenbin.

"Roll, roll, roll, don't think I don't know you're a spy for that guy Bai Yinbin, sit over there."

"Fine." Xiang Fang Su took a snub, sat down next to Liang Qu, and followed the words just now, "Why are there as many Entering Zhen Xiang Grandmasters as Hunting Tiger Great Martial Artists? The reason is simple: the old are gone and the new are not yet connected.

Martial artists need people and resources to raise; Ashui, didn't you see it? Not to mention resources, just talking about people, you have to earn money for food, drink, and defecation yourself; where do you have time to practice? As long as you hire two servants, you can have more than half of your time in a day.

In fact, whether a place is strong or not depends on how many people there are; it's about the same.

Ordinary people raise martial artists, martial artists raise martial masters, martial masters raise great martial masters; it's the same principle as big fish eating small fish.

If you don't have quantity underneath, you won't have experts on top; occasionally there will be one or two geniuses, but there will never be many.

Moreover, as long as the place is big enough, one or two geniuses won't affect the situation, not to mention that with more people, the probability of having geniuses is also higher.

The reason why Beiting can compete with us is because in the last one or two hundred years, I don't know why they suddenly could grow wheat, and the population suddenly rose. So our person has a very low tolerance for killing ordinary people."

"Yes!"

Ke Wenbin took over the conversation.

"The Ghost Mother Sect has as many Grandmasters as Great Martial Artists, not because there are many Grandmasters, but because there are few Great Martial Artists; those two Grandmasters are old goods left over from the past.

Entering Zhen Xiang lives for three hundred years, so they live long enough; Great Martial Artists live for one hundred and twenty or thirty at most; those who should die died long ago; resources are not enough, and people are not enough; it's already very surprising that two can emerge now."

Liang Qu's biggest confusion was still not answered.

"Even so, at that time, two of the eight Hunting Tigers must be separated to deal with the other two Hunting Tigers; with only six Great Martial Artists left, can they beat two Grandmasters?"

"This, of course, we can't beat them, but we have a killer move."

Xiang Fang Su touched his head and chuckled.

"Killer move?"

Ke Wenbin added: "The higher-ups sent us two Wu Sheng Profound Weapons, one is the Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Saber, and the other is the Weining Marquis's Shocking Spear, which contains the Wu Sheng's will; it's more than enough to kill two old, undying Grandmasters! Hey, I won! Pay up, pay up!"

Ke Wenbin asked everyone to pay, and the others looked unlucky, unwillingly taking out silver notes from their pockets.

Liang Qu glanced at it; the silver notes were in units of one hundred taels; in one hand of cards, Ke Wenbin won three hundred taels.

Xiang Fang Su pinched Liang Qu's shoulder: "The place is quite far, at least three days for a round trip.

So don't be nervous, at least at this time tomorrow we still have to stay on the boat, rest well, the day after tomorrow is the real hard battle."

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