Chapter 27: Sea River
Looking at those dozens of riders galloping away, Wu Ming said: "Master sister, who are they? So many people, all wearing black tight-fitting clothes, so cool!"
"What kind of wind? They are from Haizhou Fuwei Escort Agency, you see the character 'Wei' on their collars, which represents Fuwei Escort Agency and also means 'awe-inspiring to the world'." Shi Jingxuan explained.
"What's all the fuss about? How can they brag like this? It's just a small security firm, what's so earth-shaking about it?" Wu Ming sneered.
Shi Jingxuan rode his horse closer, and with a loud thud, he struck the ground, "I'm telling you, kid, what's wrong with the escort agency? The Fuwei Escort Agency is one of the top agencies in the world. Especially their Lin Zongbiao, the leader of the agency, is said to have mastered his sword skills to the point of being invisible and formless when killing people. He never uses a second move when killing someone, and his actual strength is not inferior to that of our Xuantian Sect's leader. When walking in the green forest, which thief dares not to show him respect? In recent years, he hasn't been escorting much, but the reputation of the Fuwei Escort Agency has increased even more. Do you know why?"
Wu Ming's mouth was agape, "What the...? Didn't they say on TV that the leader of a sect is usually the weakest? How can he be so powerful? His strength isn't inferior to the sect leader's either. It shouldn't be this strong, right?"
"Why?"
"Why, just because he's the young master of the Lin family, Lin Zongbiao, originally named Lin Zhīyuǎn, known as the One-Word Flashing Lightning Sword. It's said that his swordsmanship is fast to a certain extent... how fast is it? Let me put it this way, if he draws his sword, someone like me, an early-stage martial artist, wouldn't even be able to see the shadow of his sword, not even the shadow would be clear. And in his later years, when he was nearly over 100 years old, he finally had a son... who would have thought that this young master Lin's swordsmanship..."
Wu Ming disdainfully curled his lip, "Can't even see clearly in the prenatal period, huh? Wait till I master my Holy Spirit Sword Technique, that old man won't be able to keep up with my sword either." Having lived for over a hundred years and only having this bit of strength, how dare he show off like that?
The old man Wu Ming was thinking of was the one from Xuantian Sect. To be honest, Xuantian Sect only had this old man's strength that entered his eyes, Wu Ming wasn't arrogant, but when facing a strong opponent, he would naturally have a comparison in his heart.
Shi Jingxuan saw Wu Ming's skeptical expression and quickly added, "Hey, what's with that look? You don't know how powerful the Innate Stage is. Once you cultivate to the Innate Stage yourself, you'll understand. I'm not deceiving you."
Suddenly Wu Ming laughed and said with a smile: "Hey sister, why don't I teach you some sword moves?"
"Just call me sister and be done with it, stop calling me 'that sister' or 'which one'. Hmph, you're still trying to teach me swordsmanship? Can you even do it yourself? Do you even know what swordsmanship is? You think staying in the Scripture Pavilion for a few days makes you an expert?"
Shi Jingxuan couldn't believe that Wu Ming was talking nonsense. He hadn't even reached the age of majority, yet he came to teach him how to practice sword fighting?
"Hurry up, just now a large group of people went to the Fuwei Ferry Terminal, I'm afraid the ferry will be full soon. Oh no, it's not good, little brother, hurry up... let's go!"
"Hey, I'm saying, what's wrong with me? Can't I learn swordsmanship too? Wait a minute, why are you in such a hurry? The ferry? No way, sister! If there's a boat, waiting for the next one is just as good!" Wu Ming hastily rode his horse to catch up from behind.
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"I say, why are you running so fast, silly girl? I haven't even told you what sword technique I'm going to teach you yet... *cough*... honestly, it's really... you're just crossing the river, right? Damn, this is a river!"
Wu Ming, who was chasing after him, almost jumped up at this moment. In his previous life, he had seen the Yellow River and knew its vastness, but today, this river... well, this really is a river, isn't it? I don't see the other side, do I?
This river stretches from this side to that, completely invisible to the naked eye, vast and boundless, occasionally a huge wave comes, amazingly several meters high, almost catching up with the Shanghai waves. Is this a river? In the past life, it was said to be an inland sea, and some people believed it. I'm afraid only the Tongtian River in Journey to the West can compare to it.
Shi Jingxuan was slightly smug, "Haha, you're finally scared, right? I was also shocked when I first saw this river. This river is the largest and widest in the entire world, and it's located in Haizhou, so people call it Haihe River. Luckily, the ferry hasn't left yet, we still have time... It takes two hours to cross the river by ferry, round trip, that's why I told you to hurry up! If we miss the ferry, we'll have to wait for two hours on the riverbank. Who knows if there will be space on the other side? We might not even make it back in two hours, and might have to wait until tomorrow!"
It took an hour to get there by boat, which is two hours. Even if this boat didn't have an engine and relied on manual labor, even if it was only moving at a rate of one meter per second... damn, even at that speed, the river would have to be at least 7.2 kilometers wide! Could the speed really be that slow?
This is obviously impossible. The speed of ordinary people rowing a boat is several times faster than this, and there are also warriors here, which means that the width of this river is at least over ten kilometers!
Ten kilometers! Wu Ming calculated this result, and suddenly thought that this is indeed a river that leads to the sky. Even at its widest point, the Yellow River and Yangtze River are only over 1,000 meters wide, what a terrifying gap is this?
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Shi Jingxuan quickly pulled Wu Ming forward, heading towards the giant houseboat on the dock.
This building boat is also large, and it can be compared with the nine-masted treasure ship of Zheng He, the eunuch of the Ming Dynasty. Below, there are more than a dozen empty holes that can be seen at a glance, and above, there are wooden bars as thick as an arm hanging on them, which should be oars.
This speed, if it were to walk on water, would be like walking on flat ground. However, this is generally the case for rivers, but for this sea river...it's really hard to say. But looking at the crowd above, I estimate they are all aware of the ferry schedule and have come specifically for that purpose.
After the two got on board, the boatman waited for a moment and when he saw no one on the official road, he shouted: "Set off!"
The sailors below also shouted: "Set sail!"
The big ship slowly started up.
Don't look at the slow movement, when it started walking, Wu Ming only felt the speed, although not comparable to riding a horse, but walking 7-8 meters in one second was no problem. Wu Ming then realized that he had miscalculated a bit, this was with wind sails, strong winds blowing, and there were also human forces below, so the speed wouldn't be slow.
"Hey, sister, I'm telling you the truth, or else I'll teach you some sword moves? Look at you, your skills are so low, what if you run into a bad guy?" Wu Ming leaned against the deck and sat down, smiling slyly at Shi Jingxuan.