The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 73: Moyu’er (Part 2)
(This is the last chapter of this volume. In fact, I have always wanted to know if any readers will look back at the beginning of the volume after reading a volume. I really recommend you to read it. Every time you have to pick a word to fit The content and spirit of the first volume is very difficult, but every time I found it with great luck, including the next volume, thank you, a classmate.)
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Fusi sword speeds up again when it enters the Void Realm, and enters the thunderstorm twice in the middle to receive the baptism of thunderstorms and replenish the aura. In the evening of the next day, it came to the distant depths of the sea.
The Maelstrom is just like in the past years, constantly devouring the sea, but the sound it makes is not so violent, it is very light and beautiful, no wonder it is called the Secret Realm of Mingquan.
The fog covering the islands is still so deep, even the sea fish can't get in and out, and I don't know how the boy and the king of Xi left back then.
The giant sits cross-legged in the sea, holding the ten thousand-year-old tree in his left hand, propping his head in his right hand, and drooping his eyelids.
The Firth sword fell from the sky, flew in front of his eyes, trembling the tail of the sword, drew a few circles in the air, and then stood still.
There was joy in the giant's eyes, and he stretched out his fingers and carefully touched the Firth sword.
His movements were so precise that he didn't even shake the Firth sword flying.
Fusi flew away with a swish.
The giant waved his hand looking at the direction where the sword disappeared.
There was a strong wind in the sky.
The giant retracted his hand, covered his mouth and yawned, looked down at the islands in the mist, with a simple smile on his face.
He got up and walked to the whirlpool hundreds of miles north, and threw the ancient tree in his hand into it.
He yelled to the west, turned and walked towards the distant foreign land in the east.
In the early morning of the next day, Penglai Island ushered in the first hurricane of this summer.
When the boatman and sailors were a little nervous, they suddenly heard the faint roar in the wind, and they couldn't help shouting in ecstasy.
Poseidon sends a message!
You can set sail!
Thousands of treasure ships and divine ships left the shore and sailed toward the depths of the sea, leaving countless beautiful traces on the blue sea.
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The blue lake water reflects the sky, like a mirror.
The sky gradually divided.
The water broke.
A awning boat passed by slowly.
Suddenly raindrops fell on the lake, causing countless ripples.
This is the Yanyu Lake in Shangzhou City. The scenery is excellent, and it is the most frequent place for tourists from outside the city except for the Star Tower.
Liu Shisui sat at the bow of the boat, holding a bamboo fishing rod in his hand, and Xiao He sat opposite, holding a needle and thread in his hand to sew something.
There hasn't been a fish bait for a long time.
The small bubbles on the surface of the water caused by the light rain look like fish spit, which is even more annoying.
Liu Shisui has a good temper, and his expression is calm, without a trace of irritability.
Looking at him not paying attention to himself, Xiaohe rolled his eyes slightly, and quietly blew towards the lake.
In the past in Haizhou City and on the way to escape, she has always been extremely dignified and quiet in front of Liu Shisui.
Because of this little action, her whole person is agile, very moving.
The fishing line quivered slightly and straightened instantly.
Liu Shisui was a little surprised. He pulled up the fishing rod and found it was a koi. He said happily: "Yes."
Xiaohe looked at him with a sweet smile, and said: "Where is the son doing bad things?"
Liu Shisui waved his hands again and again and said, "What kind of son am I."
Xiaohe opened his eyes wide and looked at him, and asked: "Of course you are the son, son."
Liu Shisui said earnestly: "The son is like my son."
Hearing these words, Xiaohe suddenly felt a little pain in his shoulder, a little cold, and he didn't want to continue to use his methods, and snorted dissatisfiedly.
Liu Shisui didn't understand why her mood was suddenly bad, and wondered if it was because of rain?
The rain stopped suddenly.
The weather in midsummer really resembles a girl's mood.
The sun suddenly became intense, and the lake water produced steam, which was very sultry.
Although practitioners are not afraid of cold and heat, they will feel uncomfortable, and the storm has calmed down, and it is time to go.
Liu Shisui untied the koi and threw it back into the lake, saying, "Let's go."
The old scholar reminded them before he died that they would return to Qingshan after everything was calm. Now that it has been dozens of days since the battle of Yuntai, the situation should have stabilized.
Thinking about this, Xiaohe was going to Qingshan, meeting with Jing Jiu, who he feared most, and gave a nervous hum.
The awning boat docked and replaced it with a carriage.
The one pulling the cart is a white horse with a docile temperament.
Liu Shisui did not choose to control the sword because it was too conspicuous.
The cloud platform was destroyed, but Bu Lao Lin still had many assassins who survived. Those people would definitely want to kill him, and coupled with the Luo Huainan incident, he was really dangerous.
The carriage stopped when it was more than 30 miles away from Yunji Town. Taking advantage of the night, Liu Shisui took Xiao He over two mountains and came to a cliff somewhere.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, watching the scattered lights in the village at the foot of the mountain, Liu Shisui took a deep breath.
When he saw his parents cleaning up the lotus leaves in the small courtyard, his expression became softer.
"Why didn't you meet?" Xiaohe asked.
Liu Shisui was silent for a while, and said, "I'll talk about it in a few days, if... it's okay."
Xiaohe glanced at him, thinking about what else could happen if he returned to Qingshan, knowing that you are the biggest contributor to the destruction of the old forest.
Covered two mountains again, and returned to the carriage, Xiaohe released the formation, and the two boarded the car and went to Yunji Town. It was early morning when they arrived.
The restaurant is open on the first floor, and the steamer is placed on the side of the street. The hot mist that emerges is mixed with the clouds and mist from the peaks, and it can no longer be distinguished.
Looking at the peaks in the fog in the distance, Liu Shisui finally relaxed and said to Xiaohe: "First eat something, and then we will go straight."
He bought two plain stuffed buns with four big money, one with Xiaohe.
Xiaohe looked at the steamed bun, which was almost bigger than his own face, and didn't know how to guilty. He was a little worried.
Liu Shisui didn't pay attention to her. He tore off the paper sticking to the buns and took a bite, feeling satisfied.
Suddenly he sensed something and looked up at the sky.
After a while, more than ten sword lights broke through the air. Then, there were two more magic weapons emitting light, and even the shadow of a huge cloud boat could be faintly seen.
The clouds and mist envelop the town, and ordinary people cannot see the high-altitude scenes like him. However, the residents of Yunji Town are extremely experienced in this area. They know that there are practitioners passing by when they watch the changes in the clouds, and they start talking.
Liu Shisui was a little worried, wondering if it was a foreign enemy invading him?
He was about to throw away the buns~IndoMTL.com~ chasing him with the Xiaohe Yujian, and then he heard the noise from all around.
Then he noticed that the residents of the town were beaming and could not see the nervous expression at all.
"It's all about the fairy masters. What does it have to do with us?"
"Such a happy event, can't we be happy?"
"The only daughter who is the head of the Zhongzhou School is a real fairy! With such a family background and such an identity, she actually came to Qingshan to propose marriage in person, not to mention the fairy master in Qingshan, but we also feel that there is Light!"
Listening to the comments of the residents in the town, Xiaohe was very surprised and asked: "Who is she going to propose to?"
Liu Shisui was also surprised, and said, "Is it the son?"
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(The third volume is the end of catching a fish)
(End of this chapter)