There has always been a legend of the shark in the Feihong world, but the world has rarely seen or heard of it, and I never thought that there was a shark tribe in the polar region of the East China Sea.

The mermaid, the fish-tailed human body, is called the spirit of the mermaid, which often exists at the bottom of the sea, and is born by eating seagrass and fish meat.

This shark tribe in the polar regions of the East China Sea is attached to the small island of the sacred tree, hidden under the deep sea, and Fang Xing naturally lives here.

Although the cloth clothes worn by Fang Xing seem ordinary, they are actually made by sharks and sharks, and the flying rainbow world is passed on by word of mouth.

"The East China Sea is full of silk yarn, and it is not wet when it enters the water. "The clothes made of this shark silk are warm in winter and cool in summer, and they are extremely strong and not wet when they enter the water.

In addition to the water beads given by Ning Qiumian, in the past year, the young man has lived in this deep sea like a shark.

The droplets of water are used for him to breathe in the water, and the silk cloth clothes make the water not stick to his body, so he is punished on the bottom of the sea, which is actually no different from land.

The tree god retreated, Fang Xing came out of the light curtain, it was already night, the young man was in a low mood, although the merman guards along the way noticed the strangeness of the divine tree, but they didn't want to ask too much, so soon, Fang Xing had arrived at the coast.

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The water splashed, the boy jumped into the sea, and then swam to the bottom of the sea with a familiar car, Fang Xing grew up in a fishing village since he was a child, and lived on the bottom of the sea for another year, so his water nature is naturally excellent.

This drop of water is really a treasure.

The boy touched the jewel that emitted a soft glow on his neck, and knew that without it, he would not be able to survive at the bottom of the sea.

Dolphins, turtles, and countless schools of fish surrounded the boy, and he was already surprised if one day an animal ignored him, and the boy had never seen an animal that was not close to him since he was born.

Soon, surrounded by schools of fish, Fang Xing swam into a bottomless trench, which was deep and silent.

Fang Xing swam into the trench, and the fish all retreated in twos and threes.

The cliffs on both sides of the trench are mostly asymmetrical "V" shapes, with a gentle upper part and a steeper lower part.

The light became darker and darker, and I don't know how long it took, suddenly wisps of white light came from under the trench, and Fang Xing swam towards the white light, only to see that under the trench, there was actually a vast space.

A village is located in it, and the countless stone houses in the village are shining with dazzling light, which is the pearl of the night, and countless mermaids shuttle through the village.

The young man's body appeared above the village, when he heard a deafening whale chirp, and then a huge whale dozens of feet long swam towards Fang Xing, and the sound was huge.

"Strong. ”

Fang Xing smiled and touched the whale's huge head, this whale named "Zhuangzhuang" was Ning Qiumian's mount, and he had been very close to Fang Xing for the past year.

The whale dragged the boy on his back and quickly headed towards the village.

"Fang Xing, it's Fang Xing who is back. ”

When a merman saw the boy on the giant whale, he shouted, and then the whole village began to be noisy.

"Fang Xing, come down quickly, you said a few days ago that you would tell me a story. ”

"Fang Xing, I knitted a dress for you, come and try it. ”

Someone kept shouting at the boy on the whale.

Approaching the head of the village, Fang Xing smiled, and then swept down from Zhuang Zhuang's body and fell towards the village.

As soon as Fang Xing's body fell, he was quickly surrounded by countless mermaids.

The boy is already an indispensable person in this fishing village.

After a little conversation, Fang Xing realized that he had been away from the fishing village for dozens of days, and it had taken so long to point the star this time.

Fang Xing suppressed the cold poison was already extremely weak, and after talking with the mermen, he returned to his residence with a large number of things.

It's been his home.

The boy fell asleep as soon as he fell into bed, and he was really tired after a lot of experiences this time.

When Fang Xing woke up again, it was already the night of the third day.

He slept for a day and a night.

"Gotta give this back to her. ”

Fang Xing sat up from the stone bed, suddenly remembered something, and then took out a green silk bracelet from his arms, which was given by Tranquility dozens of days ago.

According to the young man's own words, his life is not good, he will die at any time, what qualifications does he have to delay others?

Thinking of this, Fang Xing thought of the woman he met in the Nine Heavens, "I didn't even ask her what her name was." ”

The boy muttered to himself, then shook his head again, even if he knew, he was lucky to be alive now.

After tidying up and resting for a while, Fang Xing went out, and then swam towards Tranquility's house, and greeted the pedestrians on the road one by one, and not long after, Fang Xing arrived outside the girl's stone house, but no matter how he shouted, no one answered in this house.

Some passing mermaids and Fang Xing said that Ning Jing went out with the army to pick moon leaves a few days ago, and there was no dozens of days to come back.

People can cultivate, and so can mermaids.

Bathing in the moonlight is their way of cultivation.

And this moon leaf is actually a special kind of tree leaves, this leaf can store moonlight for the merman to cultivate, so every time after a period of time, there will be a group of merman in the tribe to go out to pick the moon leaf for the clansman to cultivate and break through.

Fang Xing was in the village but didn't know what to do, and soon swam to the sea.

Under the moonlight.

On top of a boulder, Fang Xing sat cross-legged, and for a year, he would come here almost every day to meditate and recuperate.

The fire breathing method is the method of recuperation that Ning Qiumian taught to Fang Xing.

The young man slowly inhaled and exhaled, three long and one short, and lasted several back and forth, Fire breathing method, the breathing method that Ning Qiumian taught to Fang Xing.

According to this method, every time the young man inhales, he will feel that his body is extremely hot, and when he exhales out, it is extremely relaxed and comfortable, Ning Qiumian told him that this is to bring out the negative energy in the body, and every day with this method to recuperate, the body will feel more and more transparent.

Ordinary people can prolong their lives by using this method to recuperate, but the punishment is just to fill the gap in the body.

The effects of cold poison are not insignificant.

Fang Xing breathed for a few more weeks, and then stopped, anything is greedy and chewy, don't be in a hurry, this breathing method can breathe too much at a time, and it will naturally be harmful to the body.

"It's time to cultivate the Divine Soul. ”

The young man muttered to himself, according to what the tree god said, he still had one year left, and after a year, the cold poison broke out, and his Divine Soul Realm could only hope to survive if he reached the upper stage of the Spirit Realm, and time was pressing.

Moreover, he failed to order the star and was no longer able to cultivate, and the power of this divine soul was his last resort.

"Transform the Tower of Earthquakes. ”

The young man muttered to himself, the pagoda in his divine consciousness shone with white light, and after a dizziness, Fang Xing's divine soul came to the chaos again, and quickly a huge mountain covering the sky fell from the sky, smashing his divine soul, and the pain was incomparable.

The young man's soul was shattered and condensed, and it lasted for dozens of breaths, in that shattering and rebirth again and again, his soul became more and more solidified, and even surrounded by wisps of green light, Fang Xing knew that this was the first step in the rapid transformation of the divine soul, but under the countless impacts, the young man also suffered endless pain, and people's endurance was limited after all.

Whew, whew......

Finally, Fang Xing put away the Creation Earthquake Tower, and then gasped and returned to his body, he could feel that his divine soul had reached its limit, if he continued, it would only be scattered, and the gains outweighed the losses.

The way of cultivating the soul is in a hurry, after all.