(The road to immortality in the East China Sea is full of ups and downs)

Navigating in the fog, the black water that was originally a hundred meters offshore actually suddenly disappeared for two hours.

Along the way, the old man remained silent. Lan Feng also tried to get some words out of him, but whenever he asked, the old man would always say, "Don't talk to me when you are in the immortal world."

After going back and forth, Lan Feng found himself bored and lay down on the boat and took a nap.

After an unknown amount of time, Lan Feng vaguely heard someone calling him. When he opened his eyes, he saw the old man's slumped face full of yellow mud wrinkles pressing against his own...

"Oh!"

Lan Feng broke into a cold sweat and his body bounced up unconsciously.

He pushed the old man away with his palm and shouted: "What are you doing?!"

The old man was pushed back by Lan Feng. He stumbled and held on to the yellow lantern on the boat. He said leisurely: "We have reached the other shore. If the guest wants to turn back, he will have to start all over again..."

Lanfeng was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around to look, he saw a vast field of view ahead. The blue sea was split in two from the front of the ship, forming a 100-meter-wide corridor. This corridor went straight forward with no end in sight.

Just below you can faintly see a treasure land sunk on the bottom of the sea. The clouds and smoke are like a nest of melons and gourds, divided into three levels: high and low.

The houses in the area are quite similar, most of which are single-storey buildings.

There is also a poem about Yingzhou, which says:

Cross the bottomless boat and look at the sky as it flows eastwards.

After thousands of years, no one has written about the Spring and Autumn Period.

Once you are drunk from a frightening dream, you will be drinking when you are sober.

Since ancient times, many wise men have longed to visit Yingzhou.

"That's Yingzhou?" Lanfeng asked.

The old man remained silent, and under Lan Feng's gaze, the bottomless boat gradually turned into black mud and sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Boy, do you know who that old man is?" Ying Huo asked.

Lanfeng shook his head, and Yinghuo smiled and said: "This Yingzhou was originally connected by a long ladder into the sea. But during the Battle of the Gods, Na Zha caused trouble in the East China Sea and destroyed the long ladder by mistake.

Therefore, for hundreds of years, no one came to immortality again.

The Clay Bodhisattva had just attained enlightenment. When he was passing through the East China Sea, he saw a drunk man in white standing on the shore in a daze.

When I stepped forward to inquire, I found out that the road connecting Yingzhou was broken, and the drunkard wanted to go to Yingzhou first to ascend to immortality.

The Clay Bodhisattva couldn't bear that the world's people could only rejoice in vain after hundreds of years of cultivation, so from that day on, he went to the East China Sea to welcome people who wanted to become immortals..."

Lan Feng suddenly realized that the world only said, "The clay Bodhisattva cannot save himself when crossing the river." This was meant to be ironic.

Little did he know that this so-called Clay Bodhisattva was just a person who sacrificed his life.

"Drunk guy? That's interesting," Lan Feng murmured.

Well, Lan Feng slowly walked into the undersea tunnel. Although the sea scenery on both sides was blue, the water was turbid and there were no fish or shrimps swimming around. Only the remains of damaged battleships could be vaguely seen.

"It seems that the killing order issued by the gods on Huaguo Mountain has spread to the area near the East China Sea." Lan Feng said.

It wasn't until we approached the area of ​​Yingzhou that the surrounding water became clear. But when Lan Feng boarded Yingzhou, he saw that the gate at the entrance to Yingzhou had collapsed.

This level is the shortest level in Yingzhou.

The door is surrounded by small white flowers that grow into wild knots and extend as far as the eye can see.

There is not a single tree to be seen in this huge Yingzhou. Instead, there are countless strange rock walls scattered among the flowers. They are sallow in color and smooth without edges.

Lan Feng stepped forward and took a closer look, only to realize that these rock walls were actually yellow dragon jade, which is rare in the world.

Gold is valuable but jade is priceless, not to mention the ones here

Huanglong jade has gold threads inside.

The sound of water flowing in the distance disturbed Lan Feng's thoughts. When Lan Feng saw it from the sea just now, he noticed that the houses in Yingzhou were arranged in a strip shape. Now that he heard the sound of water flowing, he thought that these houses should be attached to

It was built on a small river.

Lan Feng secretly thought that if he wanted to find the location of the Shengxian Platform, it would be best to ask someone.

This time, he found the stream by following the sound of water.

But, when Lan Feng saw this stream, he actually stayed where he was.

I saw that the color of this stream was like jade, white and delicate, and it should be the same as the "Yuxi" in the purple bamboo forest in the South China Sea!

"What exactly is Yuxi saying?" Lan Feng murmured to himself.

He walked up the stream and soon came to a house.

He pushed aside the small bright flowers at his feet, knocked on the door and shouted. But after calling for a long time, no one answered.

"Aren't you at home?" Seeing no one, Lan Feng had no choice but to turn around and continue walking.

I passed more than ten houses in succession, and the situation was the same.

The more Lan Feng walked forward, the more suspicious he became. Logically speaking, Buddhism and Taoism are very popular in the world, and there should be quite a few practitioners. It seems that the place where Yingzhou is located must be overcrowded.

But since Lan Feng entered Yingzhou, he couldn't see any scenes where people had lived, except for an empty house standing nearby...

At this time, Lan Feng had unknowingly arrived at the second level of the Yingzhou Realm.

Although no one can find it, the plan to find the Sensendai cannot be stopped.

Thinking of this, Lan Feng had no choice but to use the Wind-Chasing and Lightning Body Technique to go up against the Yuxi stream.

Coincidentally, when Lan Feng was walking two miles away, he saw someone dressed in white lying by the stream in the distance.

He hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look. When he stood still, Lanfeng's face began to darken as he looked at the white clothes at his feet.

What is this? Is this a person?

For a moment, Lan Feng's mind was filled with these two questions.

No wonder he was suspicious, because the white clothes in front of him clearly looked like a humanoid.

This man's limbs have been covered by soil, and many small flowers have grown on his body.

What's even more annoying is that this man's head is actually buried in the Yuxi. If it weren't for the signs of ups and downs in the lung meridian on his back, anyone who came would think he was a drowned person...

"Boy, this man's lung meridian is still up and down, why don't you pull him up and ask for clarification?" Ying Huo said in Lan Feng's heart.

Seeing that his face was darkened, he raised his eyelids and said, "These flowers have grown all over him. How long will he have to lie here?"

"Don't care how long it takes, pull him up and ask before we talk!" Ying Huo said.

Lan Feng sighed. He reached out and grabbed the collar of the white shirt and pulled it upward. Unexpectedly, the man actually waved his hand and broke away from Lan Feng.

After this tossing, Lan Feng lost his temper. He stepped forward, grabbed the collar with one hand, and grabbed the man's waist with the other hand. He twisted his legs and threw him to the side among the flowers!

"You're still being cruel to me..." Lan Feng murmured and walked up to this man. Just when he bent down to see this man's face, he saw that his cheeks were swollen, and a mouthful of water sprayed on Lan Feng's face.

superior!

"Ahem!!"

Suddenly, a few drops of the water accidentally got into Lan Feng's mouth.

A wave of nausea hit Lanfeng, and he shook his head randomly. He wiped his face with his hand and smelled it. He thought it was the smell of saliva, but he didn't expect it to be the faint smell of wine...

"liquor?"

Lan Feng turned his head and saw the man in white starting to shout at the top of his lungs: "Who...who?! Disturbed my mind?"

Meng, also... also robbed me of my wine!

Said... said that I don't deserve to work like a god, I... I just came here to drink!"

Lan Feng was stunned when he heard that. He suddenly remembered that Ying Huo said that there was also a drunkard in the story of the Clay Bodhisattva. He thought, it couldn't be this person, right?

Yinghuo knew what he was thinking and said, "Boy, the story of Clay Bodhisattva can be traced back to the Battle of the Gods.

This person...don't tell me, if he has never entered the immortal world, there is no rule saying that he cannot stay here forever..."

Just as Lan Feng was about to speak, he saw this man starting to crawl towards Yuxi again.

"Hey, you guy!"

Lan Feng grabbed the man's ankle and pulled him back. He stretched out his sword finger and touched the top of his head, pouring a "Clear Heart and Jingming" movement technique into him, and then took away his drunkenness.

The man woke up in a daze, and it was only then that Lan Feng saw his appearance clearly.

The dull face has willow eyes, the thin lips are smacking, and the two curls of beard on the lips are lifted.

With his messy hair hanging carelessly on his shoulders, he looked at Lan Feng and smiled strangely, smelling of alcohol.

"Boy! Who are you? Why do you disturb my dream?" the man shouted.

"I?" Lan Feng was amused. "Looking at your appearance, you are only thirty. Even though you are older than me, you don't call yourself me, right?"

The man stretched out his hand and twirled his beard at the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "When I became a god in the mortal world, I achieved enlightenment myself, but I only remembered about becoming an immortal after being drunk for hundreds of years.

Later, when I approached the East China Sea, I didn't see the Yingzhou Stairway to Heaven. Fortunately, the Clay Bodhisattva took me on my way.

Tell me, counting the years, can I, with my hundreds of years, be called an old man in front of a baby like you?"
To be continued...