Archive of Fate’s End Chapter 37: Sea boat in the storm

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　　 The sea of ​​storms is famous for the strong winds and waves.

　　Under the power of this world, a huge sea boat was struggling forward in the sea. The sails engraved with formations were blown almost torn off. From time to time, huge waves beat on the hull and deck. The sea boat wobbled and seemed to sink into the sea in the next moment.

　　The sailors on the deck were trembling under the command of a monk robe, changing the direction of the sail, steering the rudder, etc., while the other two monks in the robe were repairing the deck and the ship that were cracked by the waves. body.

　　 "Fan Daochang, is there no problem?" The owner is a thin middle-aged man, dressed in luxurious clothes, wearing a hood and wearing a jade pendant around his waist. At this time, he was anxiously asking the monk in the robe.

　　The monk with the surname Fan smiled and said: "Ma Dongjia, haven't you ever run this storm sea route before? This kind of violent wind and huge waves are the most common. Rest assured, this deck and the hull have blessed our family. There will be no problem with the formation method arranged by the Sovereign. Besides, there is an island in front, just avoid it by then."

　　Ma Dongjia nodded: "I depend on you all, but this ship's cargo is my blood, and I hope that Nanban will sell it for a good price and treat my children's illness. By the way, do you really have it? The relationship between Yao Wangzong, can you find the immortal inside to heal Henger?"

　　"Our patriarch was a disciple of Yaowangzong, and now he is in the Izumo Kingdom, but he has never broken the connection with the elders in Zongmen. As long as you can afford the spirit stone in the Madong family, you will be cured. Family Ma Yuanheng's disease." The monk Fan surnamed said without blinking. Anyway, when he arrived in Nanman, as long as you had a spirit stone, the outside disciples who asked Wang Zong could still afford it.

　　Ma Dong's family showed a satisfied look. Seeing that the monk Fan surnamed the commander of the sailor well, there was also an island in front, 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 his maid, got off the bed, and stepped under the carpet.

　　 This cabin is very gorgeously decorated. All the wood is from the ancient yellow pear wood in Nanman. The ground is covered with animal hair rugs from Shenfeng Kingdom. The golden lamp on the table is the craftsmanship of the silent country. The lamp oil comes from Giant whale oil in the North Winds.

　　 "Henger, how did you get out of bed?" Ma Ping frowned, stepped forward to support the little boy, and at the same time scolded the young petite maid: "How do you do things, how can you not stop the young master?"

　　 The little boy was busy interjecting: "Daddy, it’s not about Sister Lotus, I heard the sound of strong winds and the sound of the waves outside. I want to have a look." The most special place of the little boy is that there is still a forehead. One eye, looking at Ma Ping expectantly at this time.

　　Ma Ping saw his son's appearance, and as soon as his heart was soft, he ordered the lotus: "Follow him, look after the young master, but there should be no loss." Then he took the son's hand and walked to the deck.

　　 "Wow, it’s a big wind and a spectacular wave." Ma Yuanheng immediately exclaimed as soon as he walked on the deck, but he was limited to his young age and couldn't find any extra words to describe his feelings.

　　 Ma Ping looked at Ma Yuanheng lovingly: "This time Dad has gathered a lot of spirit stones, and with this cargo, he should be able to ask the medicine Wang Zong’s fairy long to cure the disease you have been carrying from your mother’s womb You can watch whatever you want when you see it!"

　　Ma Yuanheng blinked three eyes and asked innocently: "Dad, are there really fairies? Can I really cure my illness? Then I will be able to run just like anyone else. Jump if you jump?"

　　 "Oh, aren't those Taoist masters the Immortal Cultivators? Besides, aren't our three-eyed tribes also born with supernatural powers." Ma Ping smiled and touched his son's head. They turned out to be ancient Bai tribes. One of the three-eyed tribes can release some of the aggressive spells from the eye of the forehead, and as the age grows, the power of the spell will gradually increase, and you don’t need to practice it yourself. The strike ability is the same as that of ordinary people, which is equivalent to ordinary people who can use attack techniques. However, they can also practice the Immortal Dao.

　　 "Well, but neither of them can fly to the ground, not a fairy." Ma Yuanheng shook his head and looked down on those monks.

　　Ma Ping sighed: "How can we easily see the kind of flying celestial beings? In our overseas countries, they are all noble, either a national teacher or a patriarch. , If you can become an immortal in the future, my father will die and die."

　　Among hundreds of thousands of small countries overseas, there are only seven or eight monks in the spirit period, and no more than sixty monks in the enlightenment period. The reason is that because of the insufficient resources of the cultivator, only those who want to enjoy the world The prosperous monks will settle in overseas countries.

　　However, because it is located in the middle of the Western Wilderness, the South Manchurian Continent and the Flame Islands, the Three Islands, and the North Sea, it has become the most prosperous transshipment place for the bottom trade, and it is very rich. Big sea visitors, even some countries, are bought and sold by these big sea travelers.

　　 Behind these big sea passengers, there are the shadows of the large doors without exception. After all, the high-end goods are carried by the monks with storage bags, and it is enough to go through the transmission array. The bottom goods, such as those needed in the forging period Those medicinal materials, some rare foreign objects with low immortal value, etc., using the teleportation array, or hiring high-level monks, are not worth the gains, so the major monks support these big seamen.

　　Ma Ping is a fourth-ranked sea guest. He can’t find the sect to take effect, and has no background of the spirit and enlightenment period. He can only rely on the magical power of the three-eyes to walk a long distance and learn lessons. Some unremarkable low-level monsters, forging bodies, and nourishment during the Qi cultivation period are also precisely because of this, he dare to hire the monks of the ancient Yunzong on the ship.

　　 "Well, I want to be able to run, jump, fly, and bang a flying sword." Ma Yuanheng's face was full of longing, but his attention was quickly diverted: "Dad, look, What a big octopus!"

　　 In the distance, a huge octopus emerged, as big as this sea boat, and attacked something with open teeth. Ma Ping just uses the third eye to make some third- and fourth-order spells, so I can't feel it. The monks of the ancient Yunzong shivered: "Brother Fan, that's the fourth-order monster. "

　　Fan Yu's face was ugly: "It should be, but its goal is not us, it should not be a problem." Having said that, his trembling right hand still revealed his true emotions, and several monks in the gas phase added him. In the period of out of luck, in the face of the octopus, ten times more is not enough to fill the belly!

　　 "Wait, what is that?" Fan Yu looked there in shock.

　　Large monsters like octopuses are much more difficult to transform than normal monsters, so there has not been a human-like transformation. At this time, its huge body was tightly entangled with a black, white, and two air currents, and then the body slowly became smaller, and was finally sucked into something that could not be seen clearly.

　　 Then they saw a young monk wearing a blue robe coming here. Ma Yuanheng clapped happily: "Daddy, look, it’s really a fairy! He can fly!"

　　 Ma Ping was stunned. Will the fairy rob his goods? This is worth a lot of spirit stones, and the few ancient Yunzong monks were equally terrified.

　　Under each mind, the young monk had flown to the front, stopped on the deck, and asked with a smile on his face, "Where are you going to go? If you go to Nanman, can you go a little bit poor?" Cheng, by the way, the poor Daoxuan, just call it directly."

　　 It turned out that Shi Xuan relied on astrological charts and tai chi charts. A few days ago, after many hardships, he finally came out of the fog of space, and by identifying the stars of the big world, he judged that he was in the storm sea.

　　The power of the Tai Chi map made Shi Xuan admire it. The Golden Bridge can not only fix the small space cracks. If it appears on the top of his head when defending, the following spells of the ninth order will reach his side. The smoke dissipates, and it can be used as an excellent weapon for offense and defense.

　　 Of course, now that the Golden Bridge can only fix the smallest space cracks, it’s not a little bigger, but Shi Xuan believes that with the increase of the number of prohibited layers, as time goes by, after the Tai Chi map grows up, its golden bridge will definitely become Become the nemesis of all formations, cracks in space, and vortices of time! But this is a magic weapon, or something on the spiritual treasure.

　　 "We are going to Nanman, and we can get the immortal long stay, that is Peng Xishenghui, and we are not allowed." Ma Ping saw Shi Xuan's kindness and kindness, and he immediately let go of his own strength. In front of this fairy long, certainly not enough to see ~IndoMTL.com~ If he wants to rob, he does not need to use roundabout means.

Fan Yu and other monks stood respectfully.

　　Shi Xuan also walked through the fog of the space and spent a lot of thoughts and exhausted, so I wanted this sea boat to piggyback himself, and just about to speak, I saw the little boy with three eyes looking at himself and asked curiously. : "Fairy, are you a fairy?"

　　 "Oh, what kind of immortal is a poor man? Look at you, it should be a person with three eyes, but he is sick?" Shi Xuan saw Ma Yuanheng's poor health, so he asked.

　　Maping thoughts flashed in his mind, and immediately knelt down: "Please also send Xianchang to save my child's life, and please send Xianchang your mercy."

　　Shixuan looked at the technique, it turned out that the fetus was injured, so the origin was damaged, so he nodded and said: "It just happens that the poor can cure, it should be the boat fee."

　　 Hearing Shi Xuan said that he could cure, Ma Ping really couldn’t describe his mood at the moment. Over the past few years, he suffered from the worry of his son’s illness day and night. Overwhelming all the netizens to Yao Wangzong to bet on a bet, mixed together, brewing a bitter and sad taste, and kowtowed: "Thank you Xianchang, thank Xianchang." The face is old tears flowing.

　　 Fan Yu and several other Gu Yunzong disciples sneered in his heart: "This is a monk named Shi Xuan. It's such a big tone. What does it mean to be able to cure? I don't look at my ancestor. After the diagnosis, they all blamed the drug Wangzong. This Shixuan is definitely not the predecessor of the Shenshen period. Could it be more than his own suzerain?"

　　Shi Xuan didn't know when he had a beautiful bottle with warm white jade as the bottle body, and then he shook it easily, that is, under this shake, the big octopus inside turned into dirty blood.