The sky was warm and slightly dazzling. Maybe it was because he had been unconscious for too long, or maybe it was because he hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time. The first time Yang Ning opened his eyes, his eyes felt a little uncomfortable.
"Have I arrived at the island where Linlang Holy Land is located?" Yang Ning murmured, feeling a little weak and looking at the surrounding environment with hazy eyes.
This is a strange environment. The houses are made of bamboo, which is completely different from the Western Wilderness where I lived before. Yang Ning recalled the accident he encountered in the teleportation array. Due to his limitations in strength, he was hit by the strong wind during the teleportation. Yang Ning had no choice but to let Huan Ling and Xiao Qilin enter the Qingming Ring first. , facing the Gangfeng alone, Yang Ning knew that he still underestimated the power of the Gangfeng. In his previous life, he stood at the top of the continent, so he was naturally not afraid of the Gangfeng, but this life was different, and he could still teleport over such a long distance. It also made Yang Ning ignore the strengthening of Gangfeng so far away.
Soon, Yang Ning fell into a coma due to the consumption of mental and spiritual power.
After waking up, Yang Ning found that he was in the current house.
Squeak...
A voice came from the door of the bamboo house.
Then someone walked in and saw Yang Ning waking up and getting up. He was a little surprised and asked hurriedly: "Brother, are you awake?"
The person who came was a middle-aged man, and his clothes were not gorgeous. His face was slightly weathered, and his coarse dusty shirt could not hide the fighting spirit of the man.
When Yang Ning saw that the other party did not have any malicious intent, the guard in his eyes relaxed and he said, "Uncle, this is..."
"You mean here, this is Qiuyu Island." The uncle seemed to understand. He looked at Yang Ning, explained to Yang Ning, and then asked, "Is this brother a cultivator?"
Yang Ning nodded and said, "Qiu Yu Island? Is this far from Linlang Island?" Yang Ning was already sure that this was on the East China Sea, but out of caution, Yang Ning still tried to ask.
"You mean the Holy Island?" The uncle's eyes were slightly pious, as if he was referring to Linlang Island with a hint of respect.
Yang Ning was stunned for a moment, but then he understood and nodded: "Yes."
"The Holy Island is thousands of miles away," the uncle said.
Hearing this, Yang Ning has already understood that this place is far away from the Holy Island compared to ordinary people. This means that there is still an error in the teleportation array after all. However, as long as he is sure that he is already above the East China Sea, this distance will For Yang Ning, it is not a problem.
"Uncle, thank you for saving me." With the operation of Ling Tianjue, Yang Ning's energy and spirit have gradually recovered in his body, but because of the exhaustion of spiritual power in his body, Yang Ning still looks weak.
"It's a small matter, it's good to be alive." The uncle was open-minded, handed Yang Ning water, and told Yang Ning to have a good rest, and then left the bamboo house.
Yang Ning drank water, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began to recover. However, Yang Ning soon discovered the terrifying sequelae of Gang Feng, because Yang Ning found that he could not open his own space ring, that is, He said that all his mental energy was exhausted, which made Yang Ning very powerless. He had no choice but to use the Lingtian Jue technique to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
Yang Ning tried to get up and walked out of the bamboo house. The courtyard was not very big and the environment was very simple. Not far away, there were scattered green bamboos rustling. The wind was not stopping, and there was a slight humid heat wave.
It's summer now, and we are in the East China Sea. Yang Ning can gradually adapt to this environment.
As his mental energy was exhausted, Yang Ning's absorption of spiritual energy was also very slow. Coupled with the environment, Yang Ning was helpless.
"Brother, why did you come out?" The uncle asked when he saw Yang Ning walking out of the bamboo hut. Next to the uncle, there was a young man about the same age as Yang Ning who was helping the uncle. He was busy taking care of the fishing nets.
"The house is too stuffy, I came out to get some air." Yang Ning's complexion has improved. Although his body is empty, Yang Ning's physical body has not been much damaged after all, and his body is still strong.
"It's good to come out and get some air." The uncle was busy with his hands, and there were faint beads of sweat on his forehead.
"I haven't asked for advice yet,
What do you call uncle? "
"Me? I am the third eldest son in my family, and everyone calls me Qiu San." The uncle introduced himself, pointed to the young man next to him, and said, "This is my son, his name is Qiu Zhuang." Qiu Zhuang seemed a little shy, but Willing to talk to strangers.
Yang Ning nodded and said his name, but he changed his name: "My name is Ding Ning."
The uncle was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and said, "Brother, you rest first, Zhuang'er and I will go to sea first." The uncle's busy work also stopped, and the fishing nets have been sorted out.
"Going to sea?" Yang Ning also understood that this place is above the East China Sea, so it is difficult to cultivate agriculture. If you want to live, you can only make a living by fishing. He said: "Uncle, my physical strength has recovered somewhat, I will help you Let’s get together.”
"this……"
"Brother, dad said you are a cultivator, are you really a cultivator?" When Qiu Zhuang heard that Yang Ning wanted to join them, his face became more joyful, and he began to get close to Yang Ning.
Yang Ning nodded.
"I heard that you cultivators are all capable of anything, is it true?" Qiu Zhuang's gaze seemed curious and admiring, which made Yang Ning feel slightly uncomfortable.
"Flying to the sky and escaping to the earth?" Yang Ning smiled slightly and said, "Brother Zhuang, do you think I am flying to the sky and escaping to the earth?" Yang Ning laughed at himself and said: "Cultivation is going against the will of heaven. Do you think I am like this? Yes, you know, you have to pay the price..." It's not that Yang Ning doesn't want to tell Qiu Zhuang, but because Yang Ning doesn't want to break the uncle's peaceful life.
As the three of them walked out of the courtyard, after walking nearly a mile, Yang Ning finally saw the boundless sea.
The waves hit the sand, the sound of water echoed in the sky, and Yang Ning felt the vast aura.
The Qiu San family's boat was not very big, but it was still as big as ten meters. The three of them put the fishing net on the fishing boat and started to move slowly towards the sea.
"Brother, are there all cultivators like you on the Holy Island?" Qiu San communicated with Yang Ning. The control of the fishing boat was handed over to Qiu Zhuang, and the fishing nets had already been cast. As long as the distance was enough, they would Can be closed.
Yang Ning knew that ordinary people like Qiu San had blind admiration for their so-called holy island, which was reasonable.
But Yang Ning also felt the simplicity from Qiu San.
Yang Ning breathed in the sea breeze, the Lingtian Art in his body was running, and he was constantly absorbing the spiritual energy around him. He could only pretend to know, and said: "Not all of them are cultivators, but I know very little about the Holy Island. From my perspective, I have been practicing in seclusion for as long as I can remember. Some time ago, I was going through a tribulation, which led to me being punished by heaven due to a thunder tribulation, resulting in my coma."
"Oh, that's it." Qiu San kept staring at the sea, as if waiting and observing at any time, just waiting to close the net before returning.
As more and more spiritual energy gathered in Yang Ning's body, a trace of aura gradually appeared on Yang Ning's body.
"Brother, you..." Qiu San felt the pressure.
"Uncle, it's okay. I'm just recovering slowly." Yang Ning tried his best not to let Qiu San misunderstand him.
It was far enough away from the island, and even Qiu San's eyes gradually showed concern.
"Dad, are we far enough away from the island?" Qiu Zhuang reminded.
"Well, I know, but..." Qiu San hesitated because he was worried about him.
"Uncle, it's okay." Yang Ning gradually showed a confident expression.
At this moment, fluctuations gradually appeared on the suddenly calm sea surface.
Qiu San's expression gradually changed.
"Dad..." Qiu Zhuang also looked at the sea nervously.
Under the dark blue, you can't see the specifics, but you can clearly feel that the fishing boat started to bump.
"Uncle, what's going on?" Yang Ning forced himself to calm down and asked.
"I think I met a big guy..." Qiu San's voice was trembling.
"big guy?"
"Such a movement should be
It's a giant shark..." Qiu San said, and suddenly the fishing boat jolted.
"Strong boy, take control of the fishing boat." Qiu San picked up a steel fork about three feet long in his hand. At the same time, he handed a steel fork to Yang Ning and said, "Brother, it's coming..."
I saw a fin appearing in the distance, like a long sword, swimming straight towards the fishing boat.
"Dad..." Even though Qiu Zhuang is an adult, this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.
"Don't panic, take charge of the boat." Qiu San stood on the shore of the fishing boat, his steel fork ready to deliver a fatal blow to the giant shark.
Yang Ning's expression gradually became serious, because as the giant shark approached, Yang Ning was a cultivator after all, and he could vaguely see the giant shark's body in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, there is such a huge thing hidden under the sea, which is ten feet long. Yang Ning was also shocked in his heart, but Yang Ning did not panic, because in this situation, panic is useless, even without the help of spiritual power, But Yang Ning's energy and blood have regained color due to the recovery of spiritual energy.
Although holding the steel fork in his hand was not as smooth as the sword, Yang Ning's aura had gradually begun to change.
"Uncle, does the giant shark have any fatal weaknesses?" Yang Ning also followed Qiu San's example and stood on the shore of the boat. Looking under the sea, he gradually saw a layer of silvery white beginning to wander back and forth under the fishing boat at a very fast speed. Fast, but still within Yang Ning's field of vision.
"Forcing them to stop and then turn them over can kill them." Qiu San said, but Qiu San also knew that this situation was a fantasy to them.
"Is it just like this?" Yang Ning asked hurriedly, because Yang Ning had already seen that the giant shark's teeth were getting clearer and clearer.
"That's the only way." Qiu San affirmed, and at the same time, the steel fork in his hand began to thrust in the direction of the giant shark's teeth.
"Uncle, get out of the way..." Yang Ning took a lunge, and his body instantly resembled a galloping horse. Even the entire fishing boat was shaken.
Even Qiu Zhuang, who was steering the boat at the bow, looked at this scene in disbelief and tried his best to steady himself.
"Uncle, Brother Zhuang, take care of yourself." Yang Ning left a voice and had already arrived at the stern of the ship, where the steel fork collided with the shark's teeth.
Ding!
The metal fork collided with the shark's teeth. Yang Ning's feet seemed to be integrated with the fishing boat, staring at it. The fishing boat also started to travel at high speed on the sea surface as the giant shark's teeth collided with the steel fork.
The steel fork was actually bent by the shark's teeth when it came into contact with it.
Hua Hua...
Above the sea surface, the water is like being cut by a sharp blade, separating towards both sides of the fishing boat to form a water curtain.
"Stand still..." Yang Ning roared, jumped up, caught the power of the fishing boat, and slashed diagonally with his hands like a palm knife.
Tough as iron, it came into contact with shark teeth in an instant.
Sizzling...
Like metal friction, Yang Ning's palms flew, and a terrifying force poured into the palms.
Click!
A shark tooth was cut off by Yang Ning with a pair of palm knives, and was then copied into Yang Ning's hand.
With the weapon in hand, Yang Ning also came to the fishing boat again.
After Qiu Zhuang witnessed the penetration with his own eyes, his mouth was enough to stuff an egg, and he had no other expression except shock.
And Qiu San had already been shaken by the fishing boat and was unstable.
