——Thank you to my friends who don’t go every day for the reward again, and thank you all for voting in Sanjiang. It is currently in seventh place, which is still very good.
The Sea of Storms is famous for its strong winds and huge waves.
Under the mighty power of heaven and earth, a huge sea-going ship was struggling to move forward in the sea. The sails engraved with formations were almost torn off by the blow. From time to time, huge waves hit the hull and deck, causing the ship to rock.
It swayed, as if it would sink into the sea the next moment.
The sailors on the deck were cautiously changing the direction of the sails, controlling the rudder, etc. under the command of a monk in crow-green robes, while the other two monks in crow-green robes were using magic to repair the deck and hull of the ship that had been cracked by the waves.
"Master Fan, is there any problem?" The captain was a thin middle-aged man, luxuriously dressed, with a soft hat on his head and a jade pendant on his waist. At this time, he was anxiously asking the monk in crow-green robes beside him.
The monk surnamed Fan smiled and said: "Mr. Ma, have you never run this stormy sea route before? This level of strong winds and huge waves is the most common. Don't worry, this deck and hull are blessed by the layout of our clan leader.
There will be no problem with the formation. Besides, there is an island in front of us, so we can just take shelter there when the time comes."
Ma Dongjia nodded: "I'm all relying on you. I spent a lot of money on this ship of goods. I just hope that Nanman can sell it at a good price and treat my children. By the way, do you really have the Medicine King Sect?
With the relationship, can we find the immortal inside to heal Heng'er?"
"Our sect master used to be a disciple of Yaowang Sect. Now he has established a sect in Izumo Kingdom, but he has never cut off contact with the elders in the sect. As long as you can afford the spiritual stone from the Ma Dong family, I guarantee to cure your Ma Yuanheng's disease.
Sickness." The monk surnamed Fan said without batting an eye. Anyway, in Nanman, as long as you have spiritual stones, you can still afford to hire an outer disciple of Yaowang Sect.
Boss Ma showed a satisfied look, seeing that the monk surnamed Fan was commanding the sailors in an orderly manner, and a small island appeared in front of him, so he walked back to the cabin with confidence.
As soon as he stepped into a cabin, he saw a pale, thin boy of seven or eight years old. With the help of a maid, he got off the bed and stepped under the carpet.
The cabin is very gorgeously decorated. All the wood is ancient pineapple wood from the Southern Barbarians. The floor is covered with animal hair carpets from the Kamikaze Kingdom. The golden lamp on the table is made from the craftsmanship of the Wuyan Kingdom, and the lamp oil comes from the North Wind Kingdom.
of whale oil.
"Heng'er, why did you get out of bed?" Ma Ping frowned, stepped forward to support the little boy, and at the same time scolded the young and petite maid: "What did you do? Why didn't you stop the young master?"
The little boy hurriedly interrupted: "Dad, it's none of Sister Hehua's business. I just heard the sound of the strong wind and the sound of the waves outside and wanted to take a look." The most special thing about the little boy is that he actually has an eye on his forehead.
At this time, he looked at Ma Ping expectantly.
When Ma Ping saw his son like this, his heart softened, and he told Lotus: "Follow and look after the young master, don't make any mistakes." Then he took his son's hand and walked to the deck.
"Wow, what a strong wind, what a spectacular wave." As soon as Ma Yuanheng walked onto the deck, he immediately exclaimed, but due to his young age, he could not find any extra words to describe his feelings.
Ma Ping looked at Ma Yuanheng lovingly: "This time, dad has gathered a lot of spiritual stones. With this cargo, I should be able to ask the immortal of the Yaowang Sect to cure the disease you have carried since your mother's womb. When the time comes, I think
Just watch whatever you want!”
Ma Yuanheng blinked his eyes and asked innocently: "Dad, are there really immortals? Can they really cure my disease? Then I will be able to run and jump whenever I want like others.
?"
"Haha, aren't those Taoist priests cultivators of immortality? Besides, don't we, the Three-Eyed Tribe, also have innate magical powers?" Ma Ping smiled and touched his son's head. It turned out that they were one of the hundreds of ancient tribes.
The three-eyed clan can release some offensive spells from the eye on their forehead, and as they grow older, the power of the spells will gradually increase. They do not need to practice on their own, but their life span and ability to withstand attacks are all improved.
Just like ordinary people, they are equivalent to ordinary people who can use attack spells, but they can also practice immortal skills.
"Well, but they can't fly to the sky and escape from the earth, so they can't be called immortals." Ma Yuanheng shook his head and looked down on those monks at all.
Ma Ping sighed: "How can we easily see the kind of immortals who fly into the sky and escape from the earth? Among our overseas countries, they are all extremely noble. They are either the national master of a country or the leader of a sect. In the future, if
If you can become an immortal, my father will die in peace."
In hundreds of small countries overseas, there are only seven or eight monks in the Soul Stage, and no more than sixty in the Qi-Entraining Stage. The reason is that the resources for cultivating immortals are not abundant enough. Only those monks who want to enjoy the prosperity of the human world
Only then will they settle in overseas countries.
However, because it is located in the Western Wilderness, between the Southern Barbarian Continent and the Fire Islands Sea, the Three Islands Sea, the North Sea Sea and other places, it has become the most prosperous transshipment place for low-level trade, and has produced some extremely wealthy sea travelers.
Even some countries are bought and sold by these seafarers.
Behind these seafarers, there are without exception the shadows of those large sects. After all, high-level goods are carried by monks in storage bags and can be carried through the teleportation array. Low-level goods, such as those medicinal materials needed for the body training period,
For some rare and exotic objects that are not of high value for cultivating immortals, using teleportation arrays or hiring high-level monks would not be worth the gain, so the major sects supported these seafarers.
Ma Ping is considered to be a fourth-level sea traveler. He can neither find a sect to join him, nor has a soul. He has a background in the Qi-entraining period. He can only rely on the three-eyed clan's own magical powers to take a long-distance sea route and teach some ignorant people a lesson.
The low-level monsters and body forgings, and the Qi-nurturing period for casual cultivation. Because of this, he dared to hire the few monks from the Ancient Yun Sect on the ship with confidence.
"Well, I want to be able to run, jump, fly, and shoot a flying sword with a hiss." Ma Yuanheng's face was filled with longing, but his attention was quickly diverted: "Dad, look, he's so big.
Just an octopus!”
In the distance, a huge octopus appeared on the sea surface, which was as big as this ship. It opened its teeth and claws to attack something. Ma Ping could only use his third eye to cast some third- and fourth-level spells, so
Unable to feel it, the monks of the Guyun Sect were trembling: "Senior Brother Fan, that is a fourth-level monster."
Fan Yu's expression was ugly: "It should be, but its target is not us, so it shouldn't be a big problem." Even so, his trembling right hand still exposed his true emotions. Several monks in the Qi-nourishing stage plus one in the out-of-body stage.
, facing that octopus, even ten times more is not enough to fill that belly!
"Wait, what is that?" Fan Yu looked there in shock.
For a huge monster like an octopus, it is much more difficult to transform than a normal monster, so it has not yet transformed into a humanoid. At this time, its huge body is tightly entangled by two air currents, one black and one white.
, and then the body slowly became smaller, and finally it was sucked into something that could not be seen clearly.
Then they saw a young monk wearing a blue robe flying towards them. Ma Yuanheng clapped his hands happily and said, "Dad, look, he is really an immortal! He can fly!"
Ma Ping was so frightened that he wondered if this immortal would steal his goods, which were worth a lot of spiritual stones. The few Guyun Sect monks were also frightened.
With their thoughts in mind, the young monk had already flown to the front, stopped on the deck, and asked with a peaceful smile: "Where is your ship going? If it's going to Nanman, can you take a short trip on Pindao?
Okay, Pindao Shixuan, just call me directly."
It turns out that Shi Xuan relied on the astronomical disk and Tai Chi diagram, and after all the hardships, he finally came out of the fog of space a few days ago, and by identifying the stars in this world, he judged that he was in the Sea of Storms.
Shi Xuan was amazed by the power of Tai Chi Diagram. The golden bridge could not only fix small space cracks, but also if a golden bridge appeared above his head when he was on defense, the ninth-level spells and spells would disappear as soon as they reached him.
A top-notch magic weapon that combines offense and defense.
Of course, the current golden bridge can only fix the tiniest space cracks, and it will be useless if it is slightly larger. However, Shi Xuan believes that as the number of forbidden layers increases, over time, when Tai Chi Tu grows up, the golden bridge it transforms will surely become the world's most powerful one.
Formation, space cracks, and the nemesis of the time vortex! But these are all matters related to magic weapons or spiritual treasures.
"We are going to Nanman, and we are able to live in the immortal city for a long time. It is a blessing, and we will not deny it." Ma Ping saw Shi Xuan's kind attitude and friendly expression, and he immediately felt relieved. His strength is better than this man's.
In front of the Immortal Chief, it is definitely not enough. If he wants to rob, there is no need to use roundabout methods.
Fan Yu and other monks stood aside respectfully.
Shi Xuan also spent a lot of time walking through the space fog and was exhausted, so he wanted this sea ship to take him for a ride. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the three-eyed little boy looking at him and curiously asked: "Immortal
, are you an immortal?"
"Haha, how can a poor Taoist be considered an immortal? Judging from your appearance, you should be from the Three-Eyed Clan, but are you sick?" Shi Xuan saw that Ma Yuanheng was in very poor health, so he asked casually.
All kinds of thoughts flashed through Ma Ping's mind, and he immediately knelt down: "I would like to ask the Immortal to save my child's life. I beg the Immortal to show mercy."
Shi Xuan used his magic to look at it. It turned out that it was due to damage to the womb, so the origin was damaged, so he nodded and said: "It happens that the poor Taoist can be cured, so let's consider it as worth the shipping fee."
When Ma Ping heard that Shi Xuan said it could be cured, Ma Ping couldn't describe how he felt at the moment. He had been worried about his son's disease day and night for several years, took his son around to seek help from famous doctors and monks, and was disappointed again and again. In the end, this overcame everything.
The determination to gamble his wealth to the Yaowang Sect mixed together, brewing a bitter and sad taste, and he kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you, Immortal, thank you Immortal." Tears were streaming down his face.
Fan Yu and several other disciples of the Guyun Sect sneered in their hearts: "This monk named Shi Xuan has such a big tone. What does it mean to be just curable? He didn't even look at my sect leader's great Qi-entraining skills and secretly diagnosed him.
, they all put the blame on Yaowang Sect. This Shi Xuan is definitely not a senior in the Soul Stage, can he still surpass his own sect leader?"
Shi Xuan didn't know when he had a beautiful vial with a warm white jade body in his hand, and then he shook it casually. With this shake, the big octopus inside turned into dirty blood.