"Whoosh."
A curved bow was drawn into a full moon, and then an arrow flew out like a meteor.
It shot straight through the body of a giant seabird, and then the seabird fell straight into the sea.
While everyone on the boat was talking and laughing, they threw the hook and rope to catch the seabird and dragged it to the side of the boat.
"Extra lunch for today."
The archer laughed loudly and handed the bow and arrow to the person next to him.
Not long after, the seabird was pulled onto the deck.
Blood flowed down the wound, and a pungent smell came out, but everyone didn't care so much. Instead, they stabbed the seabird a few more times with knives, and used basins and buckets to catch all the blood.
Then pluck the bird feathers off its body and chop it into small pieces.
There are many ferocious beasts on the sea, whether they are sea beasts or birds. Most of them have not been domesticated by Shinto. Most of them are cruel and violent in character and like to attack ships.
But such a ferocious beast has a lot of blood in its body, which is an absolute tonic for these soldiers who have practiced the art of [martial arts].
"Colonel Helian's archery skills are amazing. With the help of the captain on this journey, there will be no danger." In the cabin nearby, a young man wearing a blue Confucian shirt said in admiration.
"It's just a ferocious beast. Although his body is good, his strength is very poor. When I encounter a Class A ferocious beast, I will show off my skills with the escort."
The man laughed heartily, and he felt quite relieved to be so praised by this young man.
After all, this Escort Master is the legitimate son of the current Qingzhou Prefect. When this escort is over, he will probably be able to take the opportunity to advance a few levels.
Even though he possesses a powerful force, he still has to rely on him.
"Colonel Helian, is he capable of defeating Class A ferocious beasts?"
The Confucian-shirted young man's eyes lit up. Even if he looked at a state, it was very rare to have Grade A strength.
The so-called Class A combat power is the classification of the imperial court in the human world, which is approximately equal to the Yuan Shen realm.
This is almost the peak of the imperial court's ordinary combat power, and the next step up is the [Martial Saint] level.
However, because the practice of [Martial Arts] is too damaging to the body, the more advanced the practice, the shorter the lifespan. Unless someone can take the final step and transform from martial arts to sainthood before the age of forty, they can reverse their life span and gain a life span of three hundred years.
The martial saint level is equivalent to the ancestor god of the immortal or demon clan.
Although their lifespan is still very short compared to those who have attained immortality, their combat effectiveness is much higher.
Just like the current imperial court, there are only three martial saints in total, one of whom is an old martial saint from the founding of the country and has only a few years left in his life.
"Although my humble position is only in the B-level realm, the secret method passed down from my family can temporarily possess the A-level combat power. With my flying star arrow, I can kill ordinary A-level ferocious beasts."
When the young master in Confucian shirt heard this, he was filled with admiration again.
"Ah...another boring day."
Qiu Ping squatted in the corner of the house. Over the past few days, he had adapted to life at sea. Although it was still bumpy, he no longer had the uncomfortable feeling he had at the beginning.
"It's really weird. I'm a fish. Why should I take a boat?"
Qiu Ping was bored, so he grabbed another red date and stuffed it into his mouth.
Why you need to take a boat? You have to ask the Qingzhou City God. Because of the regulations, he is not allowed to leave the ship without special circumstances.
Regardless of the old man's wilting appearance, Qiu Ping knew at a glance that this old man must be spying on him. As long as he did anything unusual, the other party would immediately report him.
"It's getting more and more perfunctory. The fruits I gave you a few days ago have turned into red dates today!"
Qiu Ping finished the dates in two mouthfuls, then opened his mouth and spit the core out of the window. He reached out and touched the fruit plate for worship, but it was already empty.
"The food is not served very enthusiastically. It is not enough to eat."
The little loach complained again, then took out a spiritual fruit from the scale space and continued to eat.
The old ghost who was working in the bottle held by the statue couldn't help but shake his head when he heard Qiu Ping talking outside.
The offerings on this boat were originally offered once a day, but the little loaches ate them too quickly, so they had to be changed to three offerings a day.
Later, there were five offerings a day.
But there were not many fruits prepared on the ship. After all the fresh fruits at the beginning were eaten, they could only be turned into dried dates.
According to the little loach's eating method, I'm afraid their ship will run out of food before it reaches the Northland.
"Master Tiji, if you feel bored, you can read a book. I have some notes from the thatched cottage here, which are all written by some talented people in the world that I carefully selected..."
The old ghost stuck his head out of the bottle and said flatteringly.
Qiu Ping twitched the corners of his mouth and asked me to read? You are really creative.
"What book? Bring it to me to read."
However, it was too boring to stay in this palm-sized place all day, just like going to jail, so the little loach finally gave in to reality.
He reached out and took several books from the old ghost. They were all anecdotes, but Little Loach had never seen any of them.
Qiu Ping casually opened a page. Fortunately, it didn't contain any harsh words. It was mostly in plain English. Qiu Ping could see it without any difficulty.
"The Black Demon King is trying to commit evil, Xiao Zhe will kill his arrogance with three arrows."
This chapter tells a story, but it says that above the East China Sea, there is a Black Mountain Demon King, and his son is called the Black-faced God...
"Hahu...hahu..."
Qiu Ping covered his face with the book and fell asleep.
The boat rose and fell on the water, and the little loach slept soundly. Those densely packed words are the best sleep-inducing drug for him.
"Wow."
Suddenly, a rather fierce sea breeze blew, which only made the windows rattle.
The old ghost floated out of the bottle and took the book in his hand.
He turned over the page Qiu Ping had opened and continued to look down.
"Speaking of the black-faced god, his true form is a kite spirit with a black face and a gray body. Let's say that that day, when he heard that one of his vanguards was killed by humans, he became angry and turned into his prototype. He came to kill him with great force... "
The old ghost held the book in his hand and looked up outside the cabin. He could vaguely see a towering black mountain standing in the ocean.
We are about to pass through a [turbulent strait] ahead. The underwater reefs are densely covered, so when the water passes through this place, the flow speed will increase several times at once, and some small boats can easily capsize.
Some large ships can easily run aground because their draft is too deep.
Only when the tide rises every day, the sea water rises, making it easier for large ships to pass.
The baggage train's ships this time specially selected large flat-bottomed and wide-bodied ships to avoid offshore rocks.
…
"Bah!"
High above the sea, a giant kite with a grayish-brown body and a black head let out a sharp cry.
It soared from the shadow-like black mountain and flew into the night.
Under its body, a storm was brewing, and the waves were sweeping in. It rode the storm, but its speed became faster and faster.
That storm, which was extremely terrifying for any life, could only be left far behind him.
"This group of humans is really brave. They actually killed one of my pioneers. If we let him go like this, outsiders will look down on my Black Mountain lineage."
The kite's eyes were cold, and there was a trace of blood red in the light brown pupils.
In his pupils, he could see dozens of large ships struggling to move forward on the water in the turbulent strait dozens of miles away.
The humans on the ship have put away the mast, and the experienced sailors are trying to find a safe waterway and try not to get close to the reef.
And it was this group of weak humans who killed one of his vanguards.
The giant kite suddenly converged its wings and transformed into a human form in the void, turning into a man with a black birthmark on his face as big as a palm.
His facial features give people an extremely sharp feeling, especially the nose, which is in the shape of an aquiline, giving people a cold feeling.
If there are monsters or monks from the nearby area, they will naturally recognize that this person is the famous black-faced god.
The eldest son of the Black Mountain Demon King, a top demon in the [Yuanshen] realm, is capable of running rampant in this sea area as long as he does not commit suicide.
The black-faced god was suspended in mid-air, with a sneer on his face, and waved one hand in the air.
The violence of the originally ferocious hurricane immediately increased several times, and began to change direction, heading towards the fleet.
"Attention, the hurricane has changed its course, and we have to adjust our course as well."
The sailors on the ship were keenly aware of the changes in the hurricane, quickly raised flags, raised a sail again, and adjusted their direction of travel.
However, the wind and waves were too strong and visibility was extremely low, so everyone could only barely communicate.
Due to communication difficulties, the fleet moved forward extremely slowly, and some ships even collided with each other one after another, causing slight damage to the hull.
"Human power is so insignificant in the face of the mighty power of heaven and earth."
Inside a cabin, the young man in Confucian shirt felt the bumps and chaos in the outside world, and his face turned slightly pale.
Although Qingzhou is also close to the sea, he rarely has the opportunity to enter the sea. It was the first time he felt such a terrifying wind and waves, which made his heart slightly lifted.
"Sir, I'm afraid this is not just the power of heaven and earth. I smell a trace of the fishy smell of the ferocious beast. There must be someone behind it."
Only the archer who had bent his bow to shoot down seabirds rubbed his nose.
In the air, he smelled an unusual smell.
However, although they, humans who practice the art of martial arts, are very powerful in combat, they have almost no long-range means and no magical powers.
Faced with this storm of private goods, they could only stare blankly.
If someone accidentally falls into the water, all the force he exerts is useless. If he falls into the water, he will also be drowned.
Their plan for now is to hope that the murderer behind them will take the initiative to come to the ship.
But as soon as this idea came up, everyone smiled bitterly.
As long as his brain is not broken, he will not be stupid enough to appear in front of them.
Update secretly...
(End of chapter)
