The 75th year of Nanyong.

April 12th, Chen hour.

The rising sun hangs in the sky, the sunlight cracks into millions of golden pieces, sprinkling to the sea. The blue sea surface is sparkling, and dozens of islands are scattered on the vast sea surface.

The rippling water surface and the blue sky are connected to the end of the sea. From a distance, it looks like a magnificent landscape painting coming into your eyes, making you feel refreshed.

Long Qingyun stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the vast sea, his heart was filled with a sense of magnificence!

"The sea is wide and the fish leaps, and the sky is high and the birds fly."

Next to him was a young man with a wide nose and square face, wearing a blue shirt and looking handsome. This person was Linghu Zheng.

I saw Linghu Zheng holding the sword in his hand with sincerity to Long Qingyun, saying, "Brother Long, I heard from Miss Tuoba that you used to use the Longquan sword of Senior Mu Yezi, and it just so happened that my sword was also cast by Senior Mu Yezi. The sword is given to the hero. I will give it to you today."

Long Qingyun's eyes lit up. The Longquan sword in Linghu Zheng's hand was indeed the work of Mu Yezi, the master of Nanyong sword casting. The scabbard is inlaid with the word "zheng" in official script. It is simple and dignified, with strict rules. The waist hoop and decorative handguards are all silver-plated and white and bright.

This sword is exactly the same as the Longquan sword that Long Qingyun used to be. Although Long Qingyun was moved, he still said politely: "If you don't have any merits, how can you do this?"

In order to dispel Long Qingyun's concerns, Linghu Zheng continued: "I usually use a pair of flesh palms and rarely use weapons. Let's do this. When you have the weapons, you will return them to me. Besides, in order to understand the circumference the night before yesterday, how can you be considered as having no merit and unpaid? This is also my wish!"

Seeing Linghu's sincere expression, Long Qingyun also had a generous and elegant temperament. He happened to have no weapons at hand, so he simply took it over and said cheerfully: "Then thank you Brother Linghu, and I will return it to you after I have the weapons."

Linghu Zheng smiled with relief and joked: "It's okay to say it, when you get the Zhanlu sword, you will return it to me."

Long Qingyun was stunned, and then the two of them laughed happily.

The relationship between the two is already quite familiar. After Linghu defeated Qi Budan the night before yesterday, he was injured by Qu Wencheng. Fortunately, Long Qingyun helped, but Long Qingyun and Qu Wencheng only had a draw and had minor injuries to each other.

Unexpectedly, as the number one strategist under Wanyan Hongjie, Qu Wencheng was not only very smart and capable, but also had great martial arts.

Immediately afterwards, Tuoba Yu and Wanyan Hongjie, one was the deputy commander of the Western Qiang "Iron Harrier" and the other was the commander of the Donghan "Zongxiao Army". The two of them fought for their own will, but they were evenly matched and it was difficult to distinguish Xuan Zi!

Huangfu Yi persuaded both sides to stop and make peace on the grounds that it was getting late.

The next day, everyone met on the sea where the Zhanlu sword was looking for. In order to prevent the other party from taking the lead, the three sailboats had to travel together.

Just yesterday, I searched for the "Moxing Lake" on the sea for a day, but I found nothing.

Time is tight, and today, everyone has already set sail. An hour has passed. I asked many passing ships, but I have never heard of the name "Moxing Lake".

Everyone was at a loss.

"Si..." a few sounds, and several high-pitched eagle screams pierced the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw three magnificent eagles soaring in the sky in the blue sky.

There seemed to be someone on the eagle. You could vaguely see the person on the eagle's back wearing military uniforms, and each had a bent bow on his back.

The eagle struck the sky, spread its wings and flew. In a moment, three eagles streaked over the sky and landed on an island in the distance.

On another sailboat, Wanyan Hongjie, who was standing on the bow of the boat, thought to himself after seeing several eagles:

"These eagles and the military warriors on their backs seem to come from the distant Mobei grassland. This Mobei grassland is under the jurisdiction of Donghan. Although the nomadic peoples on these grasslands are brave and brave, they have been fighting all year round and are in a mess, which is not afraid. Why are they also fighting for the Zhanlu sword?"

Standing on another boat, Tuoba Yu was stunned when he saw the eagle landing. The island looked like a sunflower from a distance, with a heart-shaped shape.

Tuoba Yu was delighted and blurted out: "By the way, this island is the Moxin Island drawn on the map."

The crowd on the three sailboats suddenly became an uproar, and it seemed that everyone had seen Moxin Island.

Tuoba Xi was actually on the boat where Long Qingyun was. At this time, she was in the hut on the boat, talking to Murong Xue about the interesting stories about her and Long Qingyun learning art at Songyang Sword House. She was vivid and wonderful. In her words, she revealed that she and Long Qingyun were lovers.

Yelu Xiong on the stool next to him became happier the more he heard it, with a sweet smile on his face. It seemed that Yelu Xiong was in a good mood today and his injuries were almost recovering.

Seeing that Long Qingyun, who had a good impression of his junior sister, had already had his favorite Tuoba Xi, Yelu Xiong felt unspeakable. When Tuoba Xi talked about the wonderful things, Yelu Xiong couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the hut was filled with laughter.

Hearing a noise outside, the three of them walked out of the hut.

The helmsman on the sailboat have adjusted the direction of the sail, and the ship is getting faster and faster.

Moxin Island floats in the middle of the sea not far away and is clearly visible. It is a heart-shaped island, much smaller than Putuo Island.

The island is covered with mountains, lush trees, and the reefs on the shore are all kinds of strange and diverse in shape. Looking at the vast smoke and waves, it looks like the Penglai fairyland, which makes people dazzling.

In a moment, three sailboats arrived to the west of Moxin Island. There were actually two or three steamers docked on the shore, some big and some small.

This island is very desolate and full of thorns. No wonder this Moxin Island is so difficult to find. It turns out that it is rarely visited.

Huangfu Yi was a famous thief master and was well versed in Feng Shui and geomancer. He saw the mottled shadows of trees in the west, and the ghosts and monsters, and the poisonous miasma were faintly hidden among them.

Huangfu Yi signaled everyone to change directions. Three sailboats were walking around the island.

Soon, I saw more than a dozen steamers docked on the south coast from afar, and everyone was surprised!

Huangfu Yi shouted: "Just stop here."

Everyone walked off the bow of the boat.

Wanyan Hongjie's mind came to his mind, and there was a hint of worry between his eyebrows: "The Mobei tribe was moving quickly, and he rushed from the distant grassland to the endless sea. I heard that the Mengwu tribe was growing and trying to unify the Mobei tribes. Are these big rolls related to the Mengwu tribe?"

Tuoba Yu and Wanyan Hongjie are both powerful generals who have experienced a long battle formation, but they dare not underestimate them at this time and told their subordinates not to be careless and to deal with them intently.

Tuoba Yu and Wanyan Hongjie each brought more than a dozen entourages, and Long Qingyun and his group were divided into three echelons and stepped onto Moxin Island.
Chapter completed!