However, there is still an extraordinary faction in the area called "Hong Zhu Luo". The members of this faction make a living by refining extraordinary instruments, and they have superb skills and enjoy a good reputation in several nearby continents.
A few days later, as the pleasure boat approached Nanfeng Island, more and more members of the Tuo Shi Tang appeared on the river. Later, the leader of the hall also hung up his own "Lion Bite Banner", which showed a ferocious lion with two huge saber-toothed mouths. Below it were large gold-plated characters on Hongfu, which read "Yu Luchen".
On the last day, Loran Hill was on the deck at the bow, watching with his own eyes the increasing number of ships flying the Lion Bite flag on the river. Some were as tall as stories, some had long oars on both sides of the hull, all in uniform and extremely fast, and some ships were like sharp arrows breaking through the waves, shuttling through the water at an amazing speed.
More and more members of branches and halls gathered on the river. Their uniform black and red clothes formed a whole, like a black dragon crossing the river, attracting countless passers-by on both sides to stop.
When these ships filled the river surface which was hundreds of meters wide, their speed did not slow down much, but they continued to sail forward without any deceleration. The scene of thousands of ships acting as a whole, flexible and unified, surprised countless bystanders.
But after seeing the lion flags flying on these ships, everyone felt that this seemed natural, and this was the style that Tuositang should have.
As the view of the river gradually widens, the grand spectacle of the estuary seems to be visible in the distance. Sails are distributed at the junction of the sky and the sea, bathed in the sunset glow, and a vast and magnificent atmosphere comes towards you.
Tens of thousands of masters from the Tuoshitang gathered at the river mouth. The fifth-level masters who were rarely seen in the past seemed to be everywhere here. Their tanned skin, strong and powerful arms and shoulders, the deep and consistent shouts when paddling, the sweat pouring down, the breath forming clouds, the heat waves hitting their faces, made people feel like they were stepping into a lively and heroic world.
In addition to the tens of thousands of people from the Tuoshitang sect, there were also people who came to pay their respects from various states and counties in the 22 southern continents. Looking at the seamless sea of heads on both sides of the river, at least 200,000 people gathered today.
The big drums on the bow were beaten, from chaotic at the beginning to gradually orderly later. The drumbeats were passionate. Many visitors from afar walking on the deck seemed to be able to feel their own heartbeats from the shaking of the wooden boards under their feet.
The continuous drumbeats shook the huge city of millions of people, like the roar of a lion and the endless waves, making everyone who stepped onto the river bank to pay their respects feel frightened and in awe.
Loran Hill got off the boat amid the lively and exciting drumbeats, and walked step by step towards the gate of Natuo Lion Hall with everyone else.
Looking up, one can see a wide mountain gate standing on the hillside facing the river, with towering trees about a hundred meters high on both sides. Surrounding the two trees stands a huge memorial archway with vermilion walls and green tiles. On the golden and purple plaque are written three large characters "Tuo Shi Tang" in a flamboyant style.
Going down from the mountain gate are 108 extremely wide steps. On both sides of each step are three-meter-tall golden bronze lions. These lions have slender eyes and are stepping on beads and holding stones, looking very majestic and angry.
Now, under the lions on each floor stands a member of the Tuosi Hall. They are all above the fourth level, with bare arms and sweat rolling down their cheeks. They beat the sea beast drum in front of them with all their might. As the Yuanli echoes in the drum and then spreads through the vibration of the drum surface, the sound waves are like sea waves, constantly washing over the largest city in the south of the dynasty.
Looking at the overwhelming momentum that was almost visible to the naked eye in the mountain gate, Loran Hill felt that he had underestimated the strength of the "Tuo Shi Tang" in the southern twenty-two continents. Even if he did not come to the door, such a large number of people and noise were enough to make people awe-inspiring.
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