Seeing the great movement caused by Ye Nan's cultivation, Fang Yiman and Yong Zhiqing respected Ye Nan even more.

The captain who drove the boat was also very frightened, and a pair of eyes kept looking into Ye Nan's cultivation room!

The speed of a small boat is not much different from that of a large ship.

In an hour or so, the boat was back and forth at the dock.

Fang Yiman wanted to call Ye Nan, but was stopped by Yong Zhiqing.

"Mr. Yi is cultivating, it's best not to disturb!" Yong Zhiqing said.

Only then did Fang Yiman think that cultivators were fundamentally different from ordinary people.

"Then let's wait on the boat for Mr. Ye to finish his cultivation!" Fang Yiman said.

Yong Zhiqing naturally agreed.

The two men gave the captain some change and told him to go to the shop on the dock to buy some food and drink.

The two of them continued to wait for Ye Nan on the boat.

Anyway, there was no shortage of food or drink, and the Fang family's boat was parked on the dock, and no one dared to drive them away.

Relying on the food and drink that the captain bought for them, the two of them stayed for two whole days.

The door of Ye Nan's room was still tightly closed, and there was no movement at all.

Fang Yiman was a little worried, and said, "Mr. Yong, is this the case when you are cultivating?

Yong Zhiqing also frowned, when he was cultivating, he could also practice for a few days without eating, but the basic sensory sensitivity was still there!

If he was cultivating in the cabin room, he would have known about the ship when it docked, and he would naturally have come out.

And Ye Nan hadn't come out at this time, and Yong Zhiqing was also a little worried in his heart.

However, out of trust in Ye Nan, he still didn't let Fang Yiman call the door.

"Don't forget Mr. Ye's strength! You won't forget those fish on the sea two days ago, right? I know you're worried about Mr. Ye, but let's be patient and wait for another day! If Mr. Ye doesn't come out yet, we'll call the door!" Yong Zhiqing said.

Fang Yiman nodded, but there was still a hint of worry in his eyes.

Ye Nan in the room still maintains the dragon body, but the whole body is becoming more and more condensed, and it is no longer the appearance of fine skin and tender flesh when he just grew up!

The breathing of the dragon's body was also gradually smoothed, and the powerful fluctuations slowly condensed into the inside of the dragon's body.

The other two people who put on them stayed on the boat for another day, and by noon, Fang Yiman finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mr. Yong, we have to open this room, I think Mr. Ye Nan may really have an accident! That Neidan is an octopus monster after all, for Mr. Ye Nan, that octopus is too big, he may not be able to bear it!" Fang Yiman worried.

Although Fang Yiman didn't know anything about cultivation, she used the most basic size to analyze it, and she also felt that Ye Nan would be bad.

Yong Zhiqing didn't know what to say, and he had the same worries.

"Okay, let's go call the door together!" said Yong Zhiqing.

The two of them walked from the boat to Ye Nan's room.

At this time, "Bang!"

A loud bang rang out, and a figure was slammed into the boat!

Yong Zhiqing and Fang Yiman looked at it, and saw that there was a bloodstained figure on the ship at this time, it was the captain of this ship!

The captain is a middle-aged man in his forties, and he has been helping the two of them buy food and drink these days, and Fang Yiman is very familiar with him.

Just now, the captain also got off the ship to buy something for them, but he didn't expect to be thrown back covered in blood.

"Captain!" Fang Yiman shouted.

Then, three figures fell from the sky and landed directly on the ship.

Yong Zhiqing stood silently in front of Fang Yiman, because he had already sensed that the three figures in front of him were not ordinary people at all.

The three of them fell at the same time, causing the whole ship to shake with it.

Fang Yiman looked at the three people in front of him with a shocked expression, not because of anything else.

Rather, the outfits of these three people are familiar to her.

The three people who came to the ship were all bald, monk's robes, and bast shoes, exactly the same as the Sankong monk's outfit.

Yong Zhiqing stopped in front of Fang Yiman and asked, "I don't know what the three of you are visiting?"

When the three monks saw Yong Zhengqi, there was also a hint of seriousness in their eyes.

"There's really a good cultivation!" said the first monk.

"But there seems to be one more important thing missing!" said the second monk.

"I think it's in that room! Didn't this captain say it? That one is cultivating in the room! Let's go and get him out!" said the third monk.

Yong Zhiqing saw that the three monks ignored him, and he was also a little annoyed in his heart.

"Three, what should you call them, and what is the relationship with Monk Sankong?" asked Yong Zhiqing again.

Now that Ye Nan is still cultivating, his normal tricks may disturb him, but it will never affect his cultivation.

And these three bald heads are obviously not good at stubble, and they are also coming for Ye Nan, if they are allowed to go to Ye Nan's room, it is estimated that they will take advantage of Ye Nan's cultivation to make trouble directly.

Thinking of this, Yong Zhiqing knew that his task was to drag out time.

"Yo, do you know that we have something to do with Sankong?" the first monk was surprised.

"I am Sande, just now this is Sansi, and the last one is Sanqi! Sankong is our junior brother!" The second monk did not shy away from Yong Zhiqing at all, and told the truth directly.

The third monk was in a hurry, "We are here to find that kid named Ye Nan, he snatched good things from our junior brother, so naturally we have to help our junior brother get it back!"

Fang Yiman opened his mouth and said: "You should ask Monk Sankong what happened! Obviously, he couldn't beat that big octopus, and after he was beaten away, Mr. Ye Nan went up and killed the octopus!

"Is there really a giant octopus?" said Monk Sansi's eyes lit up suddenly.

Monk Sande was also very excited, "I thought Sankong was bragging, it seems that there really is! That Ye Nan kid must have gotten something amazing, maybe the temple scriptures said Neidan! After getting it, our cultivation can be improved a lot!"

Monk Sanqi was even more urgent, "Hurry up and call that kid out, we're here to ask for an account!"

Fang Yiman saw that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and suddenly he didn't dare to speak.

Yong Zhiqing was also anxious, and hurriedly stopped, "The young master of my family is resting, if there is anything, please wait for him to wake up." ”

Hearing Yong Zhiqing call Ye Nan "Young Master", the three monks were stunned for a moment.

Yong Zhiqing's cultivation, they can also feel it.

Such a person turned out to be someone else's slave, so what kind of family should this Ye Nan's family be.

The three monks immediately frowned and discussed in a low voice.

Monk Sanqi said anxiously: "What kind of family does he have! We will directly slaughter this kid here, and then slaughter these two people, who knows that we did it? Moreover, this captain said that Ye Nan is cultivating, and he must not be able to come out at a critical juncture, this is a good time for us!"

"Sankong can't deal with that big octopus, he can kill it, he can't keep any hole cards, this is our best chance! What are you hesitating about!"

Yong Zhiqing's face changed.

And Sansi and Sande's eyes lit up, and they immediately surrounded the two.

"You stand back!" Yong Zhiqing asked Fang Yiman to stand behind, and then took out a bell from his body.

It was the bell in Yong Zhiqing's hand at the beginning.

This bell was of little use in Ye Nan's hand, so Ye Nan returned it to him.

"Magic weapon!" The three monks were also knowledgeable people, and their gaze at Yong Zhiqing became more serious.

"When we don't have it?" Monk Sande took out a small bell, Sansi took out a wooden fish, and Sanqi took out a demon-slaying pestle that was the same as Monk Sankong!

Yong Zhiqing's face was difficult to look at.

Fang Yiman was also worried, and hurriedly ran to Ye Nan's room, preparing to knock on Ye Nan's door immediately as long as the form was not right.

The three monks looked at Yong Zhiqing coldly, "Get out of the way!"

Yong Zhiqing didn't speak, "Everyone will retreat, don't pursue it!"

Without waiting for Yong Zhiqing to finish speaking, the Sanqi monk pounced with the demon pestle, "Otherwise, your uncle!"

Yong Zhiqing frowned slightly, and shook the bell in his hand suddenly.

Bursts of black smoke erupted from the bell in the middle, enveloping the three monks in an instant.

"Little trick, ridiculous!" Sande sneered, and then rang the bell in his hand suddenly!

"When"

The melodious bell rang, and the black smoke was suddenly shaken away.

Yong Zhiqing's hand holding the bell suddenly shook, and his steps were messy!

The monk then moved again!

A burst of wooden fish sounded, and there were originally some ghosts in the black smoke, which could confuse people's minds, but in the bursts of wooden fish sounds, there was a terrible roar!

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yong Zhiqing's mouth.

At this time, the demon slaying pestle in the hands of the monk of Sanqi was shining brightly, and it hit Yong Zhiqing fiercely!