On the uneven ocean, a ferry boat moves slowly on the rough sea, like duckweed in the water, swaying.

The ferry has been traveling in the uneven ocean for three days, during which it has encountered a lot of sea beasts and natural storms, but fortunately, this extreme ferry, called "Thick Load", has been escorted by ten Triple Heaven powerhouses of the Condensation Realm.

There was a danger during the drive, it was a surprise attack by a sea beast with two heavens comparable to the Condensing God Realm, and its sea beast was a dragon, which was transformed by a hundred years of cultivation of the water snake.

That was the first time that Xiao Jiange, Duan Yuran and the others had seen the ten powerhouses of the Triple Heavenly Boat Workshop of the Condensing Realm on the ferry, slashing the dragon in anger.

As the ferry slowly moved forward, the Central Plains in the distance was also slowly revealing in front of everyone.

It is rumored that there are many sects in the Central Plains experience scene, and there are even heavenly treasures and heaven and earth pregnant spirits are often born, and there are so many opportunities that it is unimaginable.

But chances are one thing, and it's another thing to catch them and find them.

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but be full of expectations for this, that was the only opportunity to make himself stronger and revenge, Xiao Jiange saw the world, his mood was also opened up a lot, and he finally had a trace of young vitality on his body.

After all, revenge is one thing, how to take revenge is another, instead of walking depressed, it is better to tread the waves and sing, since the battle with the old lady of the North Lotus Xiao Jiange's confidence is now restored, he has self-confidence, as long as he is given enough time, he will definitely be able to reach unprecedented heights, and give tens of thousands of unjust souls a justice!

Xiao Jiange practiced martial arts in the guest room, which was a self-level martial arts and a master-level martial arts.

The martial arts of the body is a thunderous step, and when practiced to the fullest, the thunder can be stepped down, and its speed can reach lightning-like speed.

Therefore, Xiao Jiange often practiced this martial art on the deck in the middle of the night, and there was no progress in a few days, and he could only initially reach the point of falling into a spark.

The palm martial arts is the palm of the Northern Underworld, which is the martial arts performed by the old woman that day, and it is necessary to refine the essence of April every day before you can display its martial arts.

So Xiao Jiange's routine in the past few days is very regular, exercising during the day, practicing martial arts at night, chatting with Duan Yuran from time to time, and enjoying the scenery.

"Bang!" "Xiao Jiange, what are you doing!"

With a bang, the door was pushed open by a force of violence, and a delicate figure walked in with a big grin and asked loudly towards Xiao Jiange, the person who came was a pure witch wearing a black ponytail and wearing a red dress, Nangong Song and Dance.

Xiao Jiange did not move at all, he was used to it, and this woman often came to harass herself in the past few days, and she was very arrogant, and when she opened the door, she kicked or broke the door with a move.

At first, Xiao Jiange had a headache and had to pay for it out of his pocket, but then he was numb, so he couldn't drag it up and beat it, after all, it was a woman, if it was a man, Xiao Jiange would have beaten him in a sack and thrown into the sea.

"It's good that the tired girl can knock on the door first next time she enters, a girl can't marry if she is so rude. Xiao Jiange sat cross-legged with white hair, running the Ice Spirit Gong to run Zhou Tian, he said lightly without raising his head or opening his eyes.

"Oh, I'll pay attention next time" A hint of embarrassment flashed in Nangong Song and Dance's eyes, and he was immediately left behind.

"Don't stay in your room all day, let's go, come with me for a walk on the deck. Nangong Song and Dance stepped forward to pull Xiao Jiange up.

"I'll come by myself, men and women don't kiss" Xiao Jiange immediately opened his eyes and slowly got up.

"What's the shyness of a big man" Nangong Song and Dance had a smile in his eyes, and felt that the shy Xiao Jiange thief was interesting, and punched Xiao Jiange in the chest.

"I am not good at talking to women. Xiao Jiange said, if Tang Fengqing was beside him, he would definitely be a slap in the eye.

"Hey" Nangong couldn't help but laugh when he sang and danced.

"You are here" Duan Yuran stood on the deck with a fan, dressed in white, with a belt on his head and a jade pendant on his waist, just like an ordinary immortal.

"Brother Duan, don't come unharmed. Seeing Duan Yuran, Xiao Jiange, who was wearing a mink coat, smiled slightly.

"Very good," Duan Yuran said with a smile.

"What are your plans when you get to the Central Plains?" Duan Yuran turned his head and asked Xiao Jiange.

"Follow the fate, let's see if we can get a condensation-level exercise first, and then find the heaven and earth pregnant spirit or the demon beast to refine the body, and step on the condensation spirit" Xiao Jiange said lightly, his eyes were deep.

"If you have the same goal, why don't you go together at that time?" Duan Yuran said with a smile.

"Why not, why don't you compare and see which of the two of us can step into the condensation realm first?" Xiao Jiange suddenly became interested.

"Huh?" Duan Yuran's eyes also lit up, "Yes, whoever loses, can ask the other party to do something for himself?" Duan Yuran's eyes flashed with essence.

"Who is afraid of whom" Xiao Jiange smiled indifferently.

The two stood side by side, both full of hope for the future.

"Bring me, bring me!" Nangong Song and Dance's head suddenly poked out from between the two.

"Huh?" Duan Yuran groaned softly, and then looked at Xiao Jiange.

"Why? Aren't you a disciple of the Sword Dance Sect? Xiao Jiange said lightly.

"Hey, I'm not going to hide it from you, I snuck it out. Nangong Song and Dance suddenly said mysteriously.

"It's too boring in the sect, and there are few brothers who can fight, so I sneaked out by myself, wanting to go to the prosperous Central Plains to see it. Nangong Ge shrugged and said.

Xiao Jiange and Duan Yuran were both speechless for a while.

"How?" asked Nangong Song and Dance.

"Can you refuse?" Xiao Jiange said lightly.

"Can't!" Nangong sang and danced categorically.

Xiao Jiange stopped talking, he didn't care that Nangong Song and Dance walked with us, but he still had to be vigilant.

Broken River Pavilion, is the scenic spot of the Central Plains Ferry, to pass the pavilion to the transition, this pavilion is located on the Langtao River, surrounded by the river, the ferry is in front, the Broken River Pavilion is behind, the Langtao River separates the two, after getting off the ferry, you have to cross the river if you want to enter the Central Plains, and the Broken River Pavilion is on the Langtao River.

According to rumors, the wave of the river is not a river, but the uneven ocean caused a tsunami, at that time the whole ferry people thought that the time of the destruction only saw a boat and a cloth, the person came by boat, with a sword, a sword light cold nineteen states, is a tsunami roaring waves cut in half, and then a sword, the ground is torn thousands of zhang, the truncated wave is covered by the mighty cover, so it formed this wave of waves, can be described as a miracle of manpower, and this broken river pavilion is the descendants for its casting, named after a sword broken river.

And the man in the cloth has never appeared since then, and later was called the sword boat, a boat and a sword to break the waves, which is rumored to be a good story.

There are countless small boats parked at the mouth of the Langtao River, and the small boats are used to cross the river, but today they are all immovable.

The ferry crossing was surrounded by warriors from all over the four places, all of them with solemn expressions, looking at the Broken River Pavilion in the middle of the river on the bank of the Langtao River.

In the Broken River Pavilion, there was a figure, and he was sitting on a stone chair in the pavilion.

But seeing that he was dressed in a red-striped white robe, with fiery red hair, a green belt in his hair, slanted bangs on his forehead, and a flame mark between his eyebrows, he had an unruly look in his eyes.

There was a guqin on the stone table in front of him, and he played it lightly with his fingers, and the crisp and graceful sound of the piano rippled out from the Broken River Pavilion, so that all the passengers passing by the boat were all ship-splitting and fleeing.

This person even arrogantly said that whoever wants to cross the river will come forward to fight with him, the winner will cross the river, and the loser will get out, and he arrogantly said that even those who can't win him are not qualified to set foot in the Central Plains.

Immediately, the group of heroes was angry, but the strength of the man in the pavilion in front of him was there.

For a time, no one could cross the river.

And at this moment, a ferry slowly came to the shore.

The red-patterned and white-robed man in the pavilion gently stroked Qin Xuan, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"The man I'm waiting for is coming"

The corners of his mouth curled, and he muttered to himself.