The ferry slowly entered the ferry.
The people on board, with curiosity and excitement, kept looking at the new world.
"What a rich aura. It is worthy of being Middle Earth. If I practice here, my speed will increase greatly."
Many "don''t worry about him, we''ll go to the city!"
Xiao Changfeng spoke calmly and immediately stepped off the ship.
Although Xiangfei was worried, she still chose to trust Xiao Changfeng.
Soon, the figures of Xiao Changfeng and Xiangfei disappeared into the crowd.
And now.
Zhang Shucai walked out of the boat.
"Elder!"
Seeing Uncle Zhang, the deacon of Blackwater gate guarding the ferry quickly came forward to salute.
"Hold the ship. No one is allowed to approach. Violators will be dealt with according to the door rules."
Uncle Zhang''s face was expressionless and he began to speak loudly.
The deacon was stunned, but he soon reacted.
"Please don''t worry, I''ll send someone to guard the ship and don''t let anyone near!"
More than a dozen disciples of the black water gate came quickly and surrounded the ship with strict guard.
Seeing this, Uncle Zhang turned and left.
"No matter who you are, if you kill the young master, Blackwater gate will retaliate a hundred times."
Uncle Zhang''s eyes revealed resentment and malice, and he immediately went to the Mountain Gate of Heishui gate.
……
Blackwater City, flat on all sides, is a typical coastal city.
There are millions of people in it.
This is not an ordinary population, but a warrior.
Because of the rich aura of Middle Earth, except for babies who have just been born.
Even children of several years old are martial artists in the body refining realm.
Blackwater has no master.
Everything is under the jurisdiction of Blackwater gate.
Many disciples of Blackwater gate can be seen patrolling in the city to maintain order.
In the center of Blackwater City, there is a 100 meter high pagoda palace.
This is the Mountain Gate of heishuimen.
The palace has 33 floors, and thousands of Heishui sect disciples live in it all the year round.
On the top floor, the current head of Blackwater gate: Zhu Yiming.
At this time, Zhu Yiming is receiving a distinguished guest.
This distinguished guest is from the northern Tang Dynasty.
"Take care of Qi. I''d like to bother you to go there in person for such a small matter. It''s just a break."
Zhu Yiming is a tall middle-aged man.
He was wearing a black and blue robe, with broad and powerful hands and bright eyes.
But at this time, he was full of smiles and put his posture very low.
"I wish the sect leader would be polite. People like us are called stewards. In fact, they are running errands. They can''t help it. They are born with hard work."
Manager Qi is a thin man with a goatee.
Manager Qi looks older than Zhu Yiming. He is about 50 years old, and his temples are a little gray.
However, although he spoke modestly, he did not hide his pride in his eyes.
"What did steward Qi say? You are the mainstay of the northern Tang clan."
Zhu Yiming is not only a strong man in the imperial martial arts realm, but also the head of Blackwater gate.
But in the face of Qi''s management, he dare not neglect it at all.
Because the steward of Qi represents the northern Tang clan.
And his immediate boss.
Every year, the tribute he handed over to the northern Tang clan was handled by manager Qi.
The county magistrate might as well be in charge now.
He naturally wants to curry favor with the next manager.
"I wish the sect leader can''t talk nonsense. There are many excellent disciples in our Beitang sect. They are the mainstay and future support of our Beitang sect."
Manager Qi looked arrogant, but he didn''t really blame Zhu Yiming.
"Yes, it''s natural, but like you, it''s also the pride of the northern Tang clan."
Zhu Yiming smiled and handed over two storage rings, one large and one small.
"Steward Qi, this is this year''s tribute. In addition, this is my filial piety."
Blackwater gate controls Blackwater gate and ferry, a gold fishing business.
But every year, the big head is to pay tribute to the northern Tang clan.
This small storage ring is naturally managed by Qi alone.
Don''t look, it''s just a small storage ring.
But there are fifty pieces of the best spirit stone in it.
Plus other miraculous drugs, rare minerals and other treasures.
Its value is immeasurable.
"Well, I wish the sect leader that you are the most timely in paying tribute every year, which is very good."
Steward Qi took over two storage rings, and the smile on his face was a little more.
"Steward Qi, what I told you last time about letting the dog into the North Tang clan, you see..."
Taking this opportunity, I wish Yiming to get down to business as soon as possible.
He always wanted Zhu Junlin to enter the northern Tang clan, even if he was an external disciple.
However, the northern Tang clan was very strict in recruiting disciples, so he had to ask to be in charge of Qi.
"Well, I talked to steward Zhou, who is in charge of recruiting disciples last time. It''s not a big problem. Just wait for my news."
Take other people''s hands short.
Qi steward naturally has to help.
"It all depends on you!"
I wish Yiming great joy and salute respectfully.
As long as Zhu Junlin can be sent to the North Tang clan, his interests of Blackwater gate will be stable.
"Door master, door master!"
Right now.
A confused call sounded.
Soon the gate was pushed open and a figure came in from the outside.
It''s Uncle Zhang!
"Flustered, what''s the style? Don''t you see I have any distinguished guests here?"
Zhu Yiming frowned and scolded angrily.
However, Uncle Zhang''s next sentence made him look pale.
"Sect leader, young master... The young master is dead!"