Yingzhou Island has been the territory of Yanxia since ancient times, although the word "ancient" spans a hundred thousand years.
Although according to the understanding of modern Blue Star civilization, the Yingzhou sea area belongs to the high seas, and the newly formed islands in this sea area belong to whoever plants the flag first.
But who calls the Wind Immortal King partial? Although he is quite disappointed with the contemporary practitioners in Yanxia, the unworthy descendants are also descendants, and they still have to help.
Feng Yang has always been very measured. According to the rules, he has never used any super-standard spells since he came down the mountain...at least not on the surface.
It is not difficult for Feng Yang to guess what the evil plan of the Japanese people is. From the damage to the ground when he went down the mountain, to the search for the souls of the Japanese Onmyoji in Pinghuai City, and finally to the continuous storms in the Yingzhou Sea, all of this... It shows that the Japanese are coveting Yingzhou Island, which is about to reappear!
What is Japan? A place of exile in ancient times! The place where the dependents of the ancient gods live.
But now the slave dares to steal the master's inheritance!
It seems that the move 80 years ago was really too light.
Feng Yang has already felt a big crisis gathering in the sky over the Yingzhou Sea. If he didn't take action this time, with the current situation where Yan Xia was caught off guard, there would be absolutely no way to prevent the Japanese from succeeding.
He walked and thought, and before he knew it, he had returned to Tianbo Lake Villa.
"Why did you come back so late? What did you do?" As soon as he returned to Tianbo Lake Villa, Zhong Yunxi caught him. The woman looked at Feng Yang suspiciously and smelled it on Feng Yang. He smelled it, and then got angry, "Why do you smell like alcohol? Did you go out to hang out?"
Where have I been? I'm here to ward you, add buffs, and send assists to you bunch of unscrupulous descendants. Where else can I go?
After Feng Yang experienced rising anger for a second, he calmed down and said in a calm tone: "Go and prepare for the East China Sea operation."
"What kind of preparations do you still need to drink?" Zhong Yunxi was reluctant. In her eyes, Feng Yang's strength was of no help in the East China Sea operation.
Feng Yang had no choice but to tell the truth: "I arranged for Lingfu Girl to communicate with the advance team members who landed in Yingzhou, and planned the next step for them. By the way, I also guided a guy in the Nascent Soul Realm on how to overcome the tribulation, and entrusted him to summon more people. The top forces in Yanxia's extraordinary world are acting together, what's wrong?"
Zhong Yunxi was stunned for two seconds after listening to this statement of facts, and then her pretty face immediately turned darker than carbon: "Feng Yang, can't you tell me the truth? You can't even make up some words of comfort. Really? Listen to what you are saying! Don’t you even draft a lie? "
Zhong Yunfan silently appeared in the living room in a wheelchair. It could be seen that he looked much better. He must have found rare blood in the Zhong family's treasury.
But at this moment, he was frowning and staring at Feng Yang with an unkind look on his face: "Ling Fu Girl? One of the six great families, Ling Fu Girl? Feng Yang, are you looking for my sister to be happy? Also, by the way, can you give me some advice on the Nascent Soul Realm? Mighty? Are you kidding me? Don’t think that you can bully my sister just because you are kind to her!"
Feng Yang was also happy because he told the truth, but the two siblings didn't believe it.
"Okay, let me put it in another way." Feng Yang was also very depressed. He swore that he had not been this angry for tens of thousands of years. He came casually, "I bought a beautiful gift and went to see him. How about discussing life with a gorgeous beauty, drinking and having fun with her, and finally petting cute little pets with her?"
After saying that, Feng Yang flicked his sleeves, said "hum", and turned around and walked towards the second floor under Zhong Yunxi's stunned gaze.
"Feng Yang! Come down here and explain it to me... I'm so angry, I'm so angry..."
"Sister, don't be angry. We're leaving tomorrow. You have to stay in shape and don't let him disturb your mood!"
"I don't care, you heartless Feng Yang, have you forgotten how you confessed your love to me in Qinglian Temple? You scumbag, scumbag!"
Listening to Zhong Yunxi's noise outside, Feng Yang felt uneasy and even a little irritable. He didn't understand why he was in such an irritable state.
Unknowingly, Zhong Yunxi, this little girl with everything wrong with her, seemed to have really left traces in his frozen heart.
This feeling gave Feng Yang a sense of guilt and panic.
He thought of that gentle and pleasant face from the prehistoric era - his former Taoist companion, and his former sworn alliance, the woman who died in love just to help him fight for the Tao Fruit.
Tossing and turning, speechless all night.
The next day, in the early morning of the morning, a giant sailing ship with a simple shape was moored in the North Sea Port. This giant ship was entirely made of wood, but its size clearly exceeded the limit of a wooden ship.
Feng Yang followed the Xuanyuan Tai combat team and waited to board the ship. He saw through the ins and outs of this giant ship at just one glance.
It is actually a flying boat that has been preserved from ancient times. It is a relatively complex vehicle magic weapon. With Blue Star's current level of weapon refining, it is absolutely impossible to refine it. Even restoring it is difficult.
"Master Feng Hall, have you ever seen such a huge magic weapon?" Suddenly, a young man wearing animal bone armor spoke to Feng Yang.
Next to Feng Yang, there was also a group of practitioners who regarded themselves as weapon refiners. Generally speaking, their cultivation levels were not high, but all of them had their nostrils turned upward and their arrogance.
The man who spoke was called Tong Hui. He was a man of dark strength and had a dark and ugly appearance. However, he was a genius in refining weapons. The animal bone armor he wore was refined by himself. Among the younger generation of weapon refining masters in Yanxia, he was the best. It can be said to be top-notch.
Feng Yang didn't even turn his head, he just glanced over with his peripheral vision and replied: "Yes, I saw him when I was young."
Not only had he seen it before, but when he was young, Feng Yang had already supervised the construction of the Tianhe Fleet for the Divine Court during the ancient war between gods and demons. The so-called giant ship in front of him was nothing more than a small sampan to him.
Tong Hui frowned and said nothing, but looked at the people around him.
"Have you seen it before? Why didn't you say you had sat there before!" One of Tong Hui's supporters said something unkind.
Feng Yang thought for a while and shook his head: "I've never sat down before."
This is the truth, because since he can remember, he has never been on such a low-level sampan.
"Look, look at him like this, he looks like he's acting real," another of Tong Hui's followers taunted loudly, "Those who didn't know would have thought your family owned one."
"Lying! It turns out that the Holy Sect is full of people like you who are so shameless," he immediately started to shout. "This giant ship is a secret treasure left over from ancient times. It was secretly salvaged from the Guluo River three years ago. History There has never been a record of it, except for a very few high-ranking figures in Yanxia who know of its existence. Today is the first time it has appeared in public, so please tell me where you have seen it."
"Yes, you are right, the heirs of the Holy Sect and the Master of the Hall of Creation are just people who deceive the world and steal their reputation!"
"Speak, are you mute? You still have no reason to dare to speak!"
Feng Yang wanted to board the giant ship early to explain something to Zhong Yunxi, but unexpectedly he was blocked by a group of inexplicable people on the shore. He didn't remember that he had ever provoked these little Kalemies.
Why are there people looking for abuse everywhere? Is it cheap?
"Go away, I have no time and no obligation to tell you the secret of Feizhou," Feng Yang looked unhappy. He really didn't understand why at this critical moment when he was about to go on an expedition, the people inside Yanxia were still talking about it all the time. Moment of internal friction.
As soon as he took a step forward, he saw Tong Hui's mouth tilted, and he shouted in a mocking tone: "If you just leave like this, it will be acknowledging that you are not living up to your name, and you will give up your position as the leader of the Hall of Creation." ,You do not deserve!"
Hearing this, Feng Yang suddenly understood... It turns out that someone is thinking about the title of the Master of Creation Hall in Xuanyuan Terrace.
He turned around and looked at the group of indignant young people, and suddenly he was no longer angry.
Because they were just being used as weapons by scheming people, he shook his head, smiled faintly, flicked his sleeves, and continued to board the ship... He still liked to wear ancient clothes, and it would be more chic to roll up his sleeves.
"What, are you going to report to Elder Zhong? Are you a man who has the guts to stand behind a woman? A soft-boiled man!" Tong Hui shouted with his ugly black face distorted.
Feng Yang's footsteps stopped, he slowly turned around, and the pressure in the whole place instantly dropped.
Just when everyone thought Feng Yang was about to challenge, they saw him flicking his long hair, and for the first time a sinister smile appeared on his handsome face, and he said: "Eating soft food? It also depends on the capital... "
