"Sir, since the wind and waves are so strong, you should go hide in the cabin." Seeing Wang Zhe still on the deck, the boatman on the side stepped forward to persuade him.
"No need, it's nice to be outside." Wang Zhe said with a smile, turning to look at the turbulent sea.
Now it is surrounded by sea water and there is no land in sight.
After hearing this, the boatman responded and turned around to do other things.
He knew that these people on the boat were not ordinary people, they could climb water, open mountains and crack rocks. He was a little worried about the money he made, but the salary paid by these people was really too high.
"Boatman, have you ever been to that fairy mountain overseas?" Amidst the wind and waves, Wang Zhe's words floated into the boatman's ears very clearly.
"I have never been to this young master. I just took a look from a distance and know the approximate location. The fairy mountain is shrouded in thick fog, and the surrounding sea is violently stormy. There is no way to get closer." The boatman said.
This time, he only wanted to take them to a location where they could see the fairy mountain. As for how to approach and climb the fairy mountain after arriving, that was not something he considered.
"How long will it take to arrive?"
"It will take at least one day," the boatman said.
"Is it so far?" The distance between the overseas fairy mountains was farther than he imagined.
The boat sailed for a while, and the wind and waves on the sea became stronger.
The boatman was busy, but the few people in the cabin were quiet.
The young master was drinking by himself, the man dressed as a Taoist priest closed his eyes and concentrated, the monk carrying a sword silently read the book in his hand, and the sloppy monk lowered his head and stared at the torn straw sandals, fascinated.
The sky was gradually getting dark. The boatman had some porridge and vegetables on the boat and wanted to share it with everyone. Everyone in the cabin thanked them, but no one ate. They all brought food with them.
Wuwu, there is a strange sound mixed in the sea breeze, as if someone is whimpering and crying,
The sound is erratic, far away and near,
"Siren?"
The expressions of the boatman and the waiter changed greatly, and they hurriedly stretched out their hands to pinch the special pendants hanging on their chests, and at the same time covered their ears with their hands.
"Cover your ears and stay still!" he shouted.
In the cabin, the young master immediately put away the wine bottle and wine glass and looked outside with a solemn expression.
The man opened his eyes,
The monk carrying the sword put away the books in his hands,
The monk was still staring at his toes in a daze,
Wang Zhe's spiritual consciousness spread out and reached a very far place.
We also found the source of the sound, which was a corpse. There were not just one corpse floating on the sea, but many, floating with the waves.
Amidst the wind and waves, the ship continued to move forward,
The voice is getting clearer and clearer,
The boatman and the waiter were already kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, and kept mumbling,
In the cabin, a jade plaque worn by the young master emitted a soft spiritual light.
The Taoist pinched a magic formula with both hands and recited the magic formula silently.
The monk carrying the sword sat up straight, as if a sword was about to be unsheathed at any time.
The monk still stared at his toes and did nothing.
Outside the cabin, Tuanzi was a little irritable and flapped his wings a few times.
"Don't be impatient." Wang Zhe gently stroked the dumplings and then recited the "Qing Jing Sutra" softly.
The voice is very soft, like a breeze,
The group became quiet,
Although the boatman and the waiter covered their ears, they could still hear the crying in the wind. Just when they felt they could no longer hold on,
They heard another sound, the sound of scriptures, the Taoist scriptures,
The sound of the sutra was very soft but very clear. When the sound of the sutra appeared, the strange and disturbing cry that was about to make them collapse became smaller and then disappeared.
"No more?!"
Unable to hear that terrible sound, their trembling bodies slowly stopped, looking up and looking around,
There was a loud bang, and the hull of the ship hit something.
Crunch, something is moving in the wind and waves,
In the sea, a floating corpse hit the hull of the ship. Then the corpse suddenly stretched out its rotten arms and grabbed the hull. Then it slowly climbed up.
On the boat, Wang Zhe waved his hand gently, and his magic power swept across,
The corpse trembled, let go of its hand, and fell into the sea.
These corpses are all monks who once tried to find the overseas fairy mountains but perished in the sea. Although they died, they were affected by a special influence and their ghosts lingered here with the corpses.
Use that weird sound to disturb the minds of people on passing ships, let them die here, and join them,
Peng, Peng, Peng,
Boats kept hitting bodies floating on the sea,
Finally, I crossed this sea area without any danger,
Almost at the same time, the clear sound of the sutra that reached my ears also stopped.
Phew, the boatman and the guy breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's so dangerous!"
"The sea of dead bodies has passed." The boatman looked at the sea area with a wistful look.
Look at Wang Wang who is sitting on the deck, reaching out to gently caress the goshawk crouching beside.
"With no fear on his face and calm as usual, he is a legendary master!" the boatman sighed.
"I don't know who made the sutra sound just now." He looked inside the cabin again.
Taking a deep breath, I walked into the cabin and found that everyone inside was safe.
"Have you arrived at the boatman's house?" Young Master asked with a smile when he saw him coming in.
"Sir, it's still early. Just hope the guests are fine." The boatman breathed a sigh of relief.
"Does the sea area just now have a name?"
"That's called the Sea of Dead Corpses. The people floating on the sea are all trying to find the fairy mountains overseas. They met unexpected people on the way." The boatman said.
"Do I have to go there to go to the Overseas Fairy Mountain?"
"I only know this sea route." The boatman said truthfully.
The young master waved his hand and threw him a piece of gold.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." The boatman hurriedly bowed and saluted.
After crossing the Sea of Dead Corpses, not long after walking, it started to rain.
This rain is still water droplets in mid-air, but when it falls on the boat, it turns into ice crystals.
"Bingyu!" The boatman looked at the sky with a worried look in his eyes.
Soon, a chill enveloped the ship.
The monks in the cabin were naturally not afraid of the severe cold, but the boatman and the waiter were shivering passively.
"Amitabha." The sloppy monk finally stopped staring at his worn-out shoe, raised his head, and recited the Buddha's name.
The soft Buddha's light emanated from his body and soon filled the cabin. Then it spread out and came to the boatman and the waiter, wrapping them up.
Suddenly, the two of them stopped trembling.
There was a crackle and hail fell from the sky.
Wang Zhe looked up and saw that the dark clouds above his head were very low.
The wind is getting stronger and the waves are getting higher and higher,
In the endless ocean, there are no signs anywhere to identify the direction.
The boatman struggled to drive this small wooden boat through the sea.
Wang Zhe was a little curious, how did he know the direction in the sea, knowing that there were no stars in the sky.
The storm keeps coming,
The ship was rising and falling in the waves, and it seemed that it might be swallowed by the rough waves at any time.
So I drifted in the wind and waves until dawn,
The wind suddenly stopped and the rain stopped,
A ray of sunlight shines through the clouds,
Phew, the pale-faced boatman and the waiter seemed a little exhausted,
"Look, that's the Fairy Mountain Overseas!" The man happily pointed to the sea in the distance.
There was a huge white fog floating on the sea, and it was unclear what was behind the thick fog.
Hearing his shout, several people in the cabin came out and stared at the white mist on the sea.
"Then behind the white mist is the fairy mountain?"
"Yes, that's right." The boatman nodded.
Looking at the calm sea, the boatman lowered the sail and stopped the boat.
"Gentlemen, I can only send you here, but you can't go any further."
"Why? The sea looks calm?" the young man said.
"It looks like the sea is calm, but in fact it is very dangerous. I have personally seen several ships sink into the sea for no apparent reason," the boatman said.
"Then come here, let's go!"
The young master raised his hand and threw out a treasure. The treasure changed in the wind and turned out to be a small boat. It fell into the water with a splash and splashed with water.
He jumped out of the boat and landed on the boat. The two followers jumped out and paddled the boat left and right.
The boat headed towards the fairy mountain at an extremely fast speed.
The monk carrying the sword raised his hand, and the sword on his back was unsheathed. He jumped on the sword, raised his hand and pointed, and the sword carried him away through the air.
"Flying with a sword? What a good idea!" The Taoist sighed, and after saying that, he jumped off the boat, stepped on the water, and with a slight click, the man appeared twenty feet away.
"Amitabha." The monk twirled his beads and suddenly disappeared.
"Laifu, Tuanzi, let's go and have a look too."
Wang Zhe looked at the white mist in the distance, and his thoughts moved.
The next moment, he appeared in front of Baiwu with Laifu and Tuanzi. Looking back, the wooden boat in the distance was just a small dot.
The monks were still using their own methods and flying towards this side.
There was a crash, and a large hole suddenly opened in the originally calm sea, and then it seemed like a huge mouth opened.
The speeding boat fell down together with the young master and two attendants on it.
Oops, with a shout, the young master rushed up from below, his body shining with spiritual light, and another guard followed him and fled up.
There was a roar and the mouth closed, but the guard did not escape.
"Let's go!" The young master raised his hand and there was a big kite-like magic weapon behind him. He took the guard and grabbed the magic weapon and headed towards the fairy mountain.
Outside the white mist, Wang Zhe raised his hand and waved, and the white mist blocking him immediately separated and spread to both sides.
Behind the white mist is still white mist,
Wang Zhe took Laifu and Tuanzi across the sky, and the white mist in front of him rolled and dispersed, as if the subjects saw the king and made way for him.
Quack, Wang Zhe heard the chirping of birds.
Suddenly, an island suddenly appeared in front of us.
The first thing that catches the eye is a mountain with towering forests and shrouded clouds and mist. In the distance, you can see a waterfall falling from the mountainside.
The mountain is surrounded by a dense forest, with birds flying and singing in the forest.
On the shore near the sea, Wang Zhe saw two wooden houses, which proved that there were people on the island.
He took Laifu and Tuanzi to the wooden house. The wooden house was dilapidated and crumbling.
There was no one inside. I pushed the door and went in. The furnishings inside were extremely simple, with wooden tables, wooden chairs, and a big hole in one wall.
There were several large characters written in blood on the walls of the house.
"Don't go to the island, there are no gods here, only monsters!"
Trembling, twisted words,
demon?
Leaving the hut, we stood next to the dense jungle.
Wang Zhe's spiritual consciousness spread out, spreading through the woods and spreading deeper.
Soon he noticed something unusual. There was something in the depths of the island that hindered his spiritual exploration.
"Now that I'm here, I have to go and see it. Shall we go?"
Wang Zhe flew across the sky with Laifu and Tuanzi. The woods below were very lush, and some animals could be seen traveling in the woods.
There were patches of fallen woods among them, and some trees were burned to charcoal.
Wang Zhe fell from mid-air,
This place clearly shows the traces left after the fighting.
flames, swordsmanship,
Soon, he saw two corpses,
The shriveled corpse looked like it had been dried for thousands of years,
"Something has sucked the blood from their bodies."
After Wang Zhe got closer, the two corpses moved twice and raised their hands to catch him.
He raised his hand and tapped it twice. The raised hand fell again, and his body was shattered, like a pottery figurine that fell to the ground and became shattered.
Although he is dead, there is still a sense of resentment that has not dissipated. As time goes by, he will turn into an inferi.
He moved on,
The closer you get to the center of the island, the stronger the spiritual energy becomes.
Just from the richness of the spiritual energy, this place is comparable to many cave heaven paradises.
Not long after, Wang Zhe saw an octagonal pavilion at the foot of the mountain.
There was no one in the pavilion, only three dead bodies, which were the same as the two people he saw before. They all died after all the blood and life in their bodies had been sucked out.
There was a stone staircase on the side of the Octagonal Pavilion leading to the mountain, and Wang Zhe climbed up the steps.
The stone steps were already covered with grass, and it looked like no one had walked on them for many years.
The road is long and narrow, lined with towering old trees.
After walking less than a hundred steps towards the mountain, Wang Zhe saw a headless corpse. The corpse was wearing a cassock and had Buddhist beads hanging around its neck.
A Buddhist cultivator just doesn’t know where his head has gone.
keep moving forward,
The forest on the mountainside fell down, and there was a sword mark on the rock, which went deep into the rock and was dozens of feet long.
Someone was wielding a sword here, and with one sword he cut off the trees and the rocks.
Wang Zhe stood in front of the broken forest, gestured, and made a sword-swinging gesture.
"This man's cultivation level is quite acceptable."
Not long after walking forward, you can see the waterfall flying down from the mountain. The water falls from the height and falls into the deep pool at the foot of the mountain.
There are also some cliff carvings on the rock wall next to it.
Wang Zhe stopped and looked at it, and found that it was actually a piece of spiritual scriptures, which talked about the method of concentrating one's mind and getting rid of inner demons.
"This scripture also has some truth." Wang Zhe thought to himself.
After reading this verse a few times, I continued upward, and after turning a few corners, a courtyard appeared in front of me.