In the middle of spring, the warm wind was blowing, and the thousands of sails on the river were all over.
Xu Qi 'an stood on the deck and looked into the distance. He watched as the floaters, official ships, and turreted ships sailed slowly. The sails were stretched to the limit, and he felt like he had returned to last year.
However, it was Midwinter at that time, and the wind from the river was sharp, unlike the bright spring light now. Not far from the shore, there were flocks of wild ducks, so fat that it made people swallow their saliva.
"It's too far away,. can't catch it with my Qi ..." "The martial arts system is really Low. I'm a rank. 6, but. can't even fly ..." Xu Qi 'an sighed in disappointment.
Even with Qinggong, one could not walk on water. There had to be something floating.
Perhaps he would only be able to float on water when he reached the fifth stage.
