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From the coast of the South China Sea to the south, there is a large island with a vast area, long and narrow, shaped like a giant ship on the sea, named "Huge Ship Island". The two sides are small, like giant ships, named Yunfan Mountain, Zhongyunfan Mountain, and Xiaoyunfan Mountain. />
There are thousands of palaces above the three mountains, with the unique architectural style of the South China Sea, magnificent and magnificent, hidden in the clouds and mist, like a fairy mansion, which is the location of the Yunfan Sect, the first sect of the Nanhai Ascetic Road.
Two long rainbow-like white-stone bridges pass through the clouds and connect the three mountains. If the sea breeze disperses the clouds and mist, standing on the bridge head can overlook the world of ten thousand households below-row upon row of houses, long streets, surging Pedestrians are full of red dust on the earth.
The flow of people surging outside the city, on an open sandy beach on the south side of Junction Island, a piece of black pressure, like a bombed ant, has gathered tens of thousands of people, looking forward to the depths of the sea, a team of soldiers. Maintain order. There are still many practitioners floating in the air, making no secret of their figure, proudly enjoying the awe of the mortals below.
In August, the flowing fire makes people feel a little cool even in the scorching hot weather in the south, under the blowing of the sea breeze. The sun gradually sinks below the sea level, like a round of red jade, the redness reflected in the sea and the sky, and the coolness is more and more diffused.
The sea breeze was calm, and a gentle wave rushed to the coast one after another.
The port is full of ships, large and small, everything from long boats to double-row sampans, all undulating with the waves.
At this time, some ships floated from the sea, looking anxiously for a place to stop. Obviously, the people gathered here are not just the people in Sanfan City. Bustlingly yelling in their respective dialects, if you don't yell when you talk to people, you won't hear anything. Increasingly, the boiling reaction is overwhelming.
"Oh, why are there so many people this year!"
"When are there not many people in Yurenhai?"
"But this is too much!"
"You are still too young! Hush, let me tell you, the Shark is going to fight the Burning Man in the north. There must be a lot of things this year!"
"What are you talking about? I can't hear you!"
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A hill behind the beach was surrounded on all sides, and mortals were not allowed to approach it, and a majestic high platform was raised. Nine-nine-nine-eighty-one white sails stretched out, with many seats lined up in the middle.
An old man with white hair, like snow, sat in the main seat, and the disciples and disciples beside him were separated from each other. It was Sect Master Ji Changfeng of Yunfan who was waiting here with all disciples.
Ji Changfeng looked into the depths of the sea. Although sitting still, it gives people a feeling of flying away.
"Father, this shark came here. Why do you need to welcome him personally!" A handsome young man beside the old man. Disapproving way.
"Qing Yu, the king of shark might come this year." Ji Changfeng turned his head, being particularly gentle with this young and talented son.
"King of Shark!" Ji Qingyu was taken aback. In previous years, the elders of Shark were led by the elders of Shark, but he didn't expect that this time it was the relative of Shark.
Although Yunfanzong is one of the few major sects on the South China Sea islands, there is a great monk Ji Changfeng who is known as the "King of Changfeng". He is the leader of the various factions in the South China Sea, but in terms of strength, he is far from being able to contend with the Royal Court of the Shark.
Moreover, Yunfanzong hangs alone in the South China Sea, is not restricted by the Daxia Dynasty, and is not protected. Even if it is destroyed, no one will pay attention to it. It is extremely important to have a good relationship with the Yuren.
But he still felt that the etiquette was too heavy, and he lost his status as the "King of Changfeng".
"Then the father waited on Yunfan Mountain, and it's not too late to come out to meet him when the king of shark comes."
"The Daoyou Ye from Jiange also sent a letter saying that he would bring his disciples to come." Ji Changfeng's eyes were deep, if only the king of the scorpion came, they would be considered familiar with each other, so there is no need for such a polite manner.
"Master of the sword pavilion!" Ji Qingyu was even more surprised. Although the sword pavilion of the South China Sea is also above the South China Sea, it is geographically close to the territory of Kyushu and rarely communicates with the various factions of the South China Sea, so it is often regarded as the Wuzhou sect in the South China Sea.
Sword repair does not pay much attention to foreign objects, and Sharken Sea City is not so important. For so many years, the master of the sword pavilion, this "Ye Pavilion Master" is still the first to participate in Sharken Sea City, and I don't know what purpose he has.
Ji Changfeng continued: "There are also the ancestors of Wandu in southern Xinjiang, the chief steward of the Yuewang Mansion, and... a white eagle leader."
Ji Qingyu was already shocked and speechless. Although Wandu Sect was tens of thousands of miles away, the ancestor of Wandu was still very famous. Although the chief steward of Yuewang Mansion did not have the cultivation base for three times, but The meaning of appearing here is by no means under a great monk.
Although Yaorenhai City is a major event in the South China Sea Ascetic Road, there are not many things to see for these people. The trading exchanges are all in small circles at the same level, and there is no need to come out and show their faces. This time, the crowded market seemed unusual.
But what's the matter with the White Eagle commander? But it was the Golden Core cultivator of the Second Heavenly Tribulation, and many of them came to the Jade Sea City this time. These imperial eagle dogs have never been seen on the Nanhai Ascetic Path.
"It's no wonder that my father is so solemn, these seniors can't neglect, but this white eagle commander..."
"The leader of the white eagle is named Li Qingshan. He is a newly emerging figure in southern Xinjiang. He currently occupies the Savage Mountain and is known as the'Savage King'."
"The Savage King?" Ji Qingyu immediately wanted to laugh, and a white eagle leader would dare to be king! But looking at Ji Changfeng's serious expression, he quickly reduced his smile.
"His name is Li Qingshan. You must not underestimate this person. He came from Qingzhou in the north. He swept through various sects in southern Xinjiang in just a few years and used a blood affidavit to forcibly summon a group of subordinates. He suffered a great loss under his hands, and the disciples of the disciples were almost killed and wounded, and the ancestors of the poisons couldn't help him. It is said that the Nanyue Prince's Palace still had the heart to make him a prince, but he refused."
Ji Changfengdao, although the Nanyue Prince's Mansion had also deliberately made him a senior prince, he did not want to blend in with the disputes on the Kyushu path and refused, but this Li Qingshan was very invisible to him.
"Then he dare to come! Isn't he afraid of Ten Thousand Poison Patriarch?"
Ji Qingyu showed an unbelievable expression. This Li Qingshan is really not a person who is waiting. With the cultivation of the second day of the catastrophe, he dares to forge a death feud with the ancestor of the poison, and he rushes to the Yaoren without fear. Haishi, is it not afraid of death, or is it bold and bold
"Yu Wufeng, the big cave master of Yerenshan, was originally the big brother of Nanhai Jiange. Now he is trapped by the blood affidavit, and he is a slave under Li Qingshan... By the way, Li Qingshan is about the same age as you, less than forty. Years old, less than thirty years old to survive the second catastrophe."
Ji Changfeng guessed in his heart that the ancestor of the poisonous poisons came this time probably to deal with Li Qingshan. The master of the sword pavilion is probably not for Yaorenhai City, but to rescue his own disciples. Then Li Qingshan is not afraid of this. , It would be too simple for the great monk to think.
Ye Duanhai's temper was very hard. How could it be so easy to be threatened? By then, it might be who threatened the other. But maybe, I heard that Yu Wufeng has been close to three times of Heavenly Tribulation, and he still holds the magic weapon Baihong Sword, such a descendant, Nanhai Jiange can't help but care.
Ji Qingyu's eyes widened. He is considered a small well-known genius in the Nanhai Cultivation Path, but his cultivation is only the late stage of foundation building, and he plans to accumulate another ten or twenty years before trying to break through the second tribulation. In comparison, the Baihong Sword Master Yu Wufeng was considered a great genius with great reputation, and was actually controlled by Li Qingshan as a slave and servant. What kind of power is this.
I vaguely understood what Ji Changfeng meant. The water in it was too deep for him to participate in. Anyone named, even if he is the beloved son of King Changfeng, should never offend him.
"Father, I understand." Although Ji Qingyu was a little unconvinced, the difference in realm was real.
Ji Changfeng's gaze swept around on the high platform again, and the conversation just now, although the voice is not loud, but he did not deliberately conceal it. With the ears and eyes of the practitioner, he can hear every sentence clearly, showing a solemn expression, and the proprietor is missing. Kind of arrogant.
Ji Changfeng nodded slightly, but he sighed in his heart, if only there could be Li Qingshan in the Yunfan Sect, it would be good if there was a Li Qingshan in the Yunfan Sect. Among the disciples of the disciples now, there is no way to see who can inherit his mantle in the future.
At the end of the day, Kyushu is the root of this world, at least the root of human practice.
Although the South China Sea is vast and there are many cultivators on the dotted islands, there are very few who can reach his realm. On the contrary, there are many aquatic monster kings in the deep sea. The form is completely reversed from that of Kyushu, and the power of aliens and monsters far exceeds the power of humans.
This is also an inevitable situation. Unlike the sharks and the Shui people, who are born with the sea as their home, human beings always have to stand on the earth.
Although the area of the South China Sea islands is huge, there are many cities and even countries, but the population is very limited. Often after many years of hard work, a big storm can kill millions of people. This kind of natural disaster practitioners can resist it, but if it is Catching up with a certain demon king who wanted to change his taste was immediately a disaster. Even if some demon commanders took action, there were not many practitioners who could resist it.
Of course, there are not many practitioners with such bad luck. Shui people are used to eating fish and shrimps, and they may not be willing to change to cannibalism.
The South China Sea is too large, and the distribution of islands is too wide, so there are not so many disputes. The average practitioner lives in a relatively peaceful life, and can practice cultivation by occupying an island. It is not difficult to be self-sufficient, so it is not difficult to practise self-sufficiency. There are a lot of casual repairs.
But there is another problem. The resources are too single and the exchanges are too lacking. The development process of the spiritual path cannot be compared with Kyushu.
Nanhai Jiange has always been in contact with Wuzhou, and the constant battle with the Ten Thousand Poison Cults seems to be a kind of unnecessary loss, but there has never been a fault in the inheritance of each generation of Jiange masters.
Ji Changfeng thought about it, and the last afterglow was about to dissipate. Suddenly, with a thought, he stood up and cast his eyes to the depths of the sea: "Come!"
ps: Although it is ridiculous to talk about logic in online novels, we still work hard to build a reasonable Nanhai spiritual path. Don’t really go around the area with great monks, and don’t want the protagonist to go wherever he goes. There are always inexplicable enemies rushing up, desperate to give the protagonist a color look, and then face-slapped to make it cool, try to make every plot conflict stem from actual contradictions, rather than "what are you looking at?" What's wrong with you!" So, I wrote so hard, are you embarrassed not to vote
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