The boatman explained: "No one knows the prestige of the Party of Spades. Although his ideas were ahead of his time, he was still a believer, and our family was silently following him. It's a pity that he died young, and he couldn't see the earth-shaking changes in the netherworld. ”

For boatmen, the only way to live well is to make more money. The connection between the two worlds has brought him many opportunities, and the ideology driven by the Party of Spades will have unlimited prospects. For ordinary people, it doesn't matter who rules the leader, as long as they don't go to war, otherwise they will be the unlucky.

Unexpectedly, funerals have become a means of livelihood for them, but they can't reach Mount Meru without a boat. The boatman's starting price of 10,000 yuan per person to go to the island is also outrageous, and Xiaolan called the lion to open his mouth.

Guanglong originally thought that the competition among the boatmen was fierce and the price would come down, but who knew that they quoted the lowest price, and there was no room for negotiation. Seeing that they were hesitant, the boatman scattered to find someone else to get on board.

Nethermen are notoriously dead-headed, inflexible, and rustic according to Xiaolan. In desperation, Changfeng paid out of his own pocket and gave 80,000 yuan to one of the boatmen.

The boatman led them into the boat with joy. The eight of them were just too full to carry others, so they headed towards the looming Mount Meru.

Mount Meru looks very close, but it is actually far away. As you enter the sea in the mist, the shape of the mountain becomes more pronounced. Guanglong looked back at the shore again, and could no longer find a location. The boatman said that the more the sun shines, the more intense the wall of light and fog formed by the evaporation of the seawater.

Mount Meru is higher than a kilometer, and it is a miracle that it can stand alone in the sea without collapsing. They are all looking forward to not a mirage. The boatman said that near Mount Meru, the real test began, and only those who were approved by God could come to shore.

As he spoke, Guanglong felt the oppression of Mount Meru. If you want to see its majesty, you must look up and admire. In the highest Emperor Shakti, there were flickering golden and red lights in the clouds, dazzling as if they were in the fairy world.

The boatman was overjoyed: "You are so blessed, this is really Mount Meru, and the immortals have appeared." He knelt down on the bow of the ship and prayed respectfully.

Staring haughtily, he felt that it was a light reaction under the light mist, and it had nothing to do with the apparition. In previous reports, there were scenes of golden light appearing in the clouds and mist of the mountains, which were all ordinary optical phenomena. Those who don't know think that the Buddha has appeared.

Changfeng, Xiaolan and Shen Yu also knelt down and bowed, looking solemn. The Ghost Slave King hesitated for a moment, knelt down with Nian Nu, and worshiped the immortal manifestation.

Guanglong didn't think so, Mount Meru is not as magical as the legend says. But the boatman didn't row, and the boat, which had been stationary, suddenly moved greatly. The boatman jumped to his feet, threw a number of oars in the cabin, and said to them, "If you want to go up Mount Meru, row with me." ”

For a while, a violent wind suddenly rose, and a rare whirlpool appeared at the bottom of Mount Meru.

The powerful whirlpool formed by Mount Meru was moving away with their ship. In addition, there are many small boats whizzing by, turning faster and faster.

Guanglong is like floating in a drum washing machine, dizzy by the whirlpool.

The boatman shouted, "The gods are angry, and only by working together to break through the whirlpool can we reach Mount Meru." Only then did Guanglong understand the real test he had said before.

The whirlpools rotate clockwise, taking them away from Mount Meru. If you want to get closer, you have to swim against the current. But it was not easy to say, for some of the sturdy boats tried to be aggressive, and were crushed in front of them, and the men on them were swept away without a trace.

They follow the boatman's instructions, paddling rhythmically, and brave the rapids in the waves. Arrogantly picked up the oars and learned from the boatman, but the temporarily installed right arm could not be forced, so it was only fixed. In the adversity of being in the same boat, Shen Yu and Nian Nuge worked hard.

Their boats were not sturdy, like leaves drifting in the water. Xiaolan took out a homemade iron arrow, connected the iron chain, and shot it towards Mount Meru. She thinks that as long as she connects to the mountain, she can fix the stormy boat and climb the mountain. However, the iron arrow fell in the middle of the path as if it had hit an invisible wall of air in the air.

The ghost slave king said that it was useless, Mount Meru was a certain distance from the ship, and it was difficult to shoot ~ to the mountain. Even within the firing range, most of the mountains and rocks near the sea are wet~slippery, and it is impossible for iron arrows to insert~.

Xiaolan's iron lock Hengjiang was unsuccessful. The boatman said that if you want to take shortcuts, you must cross the whirlpool if you want to enter the mountain.

For the whirlpool formed around Mount Meru, Guanglong could not understand. Is there something hidden at the bottom of the mountain, or is it due to the peculiar ocean currents around it. When the boat crossed the first ditch, Guanglong realized that the whirlpool was not as simple as he imagined.

Under the influence of the monsoon current, a number of small whirlpools are formed around the foot of the mountain, and the rotation of the time and the reverse time is irregular. The farther inward, the more numerous and complex the whirlpools.

At this time, it is time to test the true ability of the boatman, whether he is an experienced veteran driver. I saw the boatman lead them into a small whirlpool, and then retract the oars, still spinning with them. The whirlpools are connected to each other, and they follow the whirlpool into another whirlpool. The boatman still did not move, quietly observing the direction of the whirlpool.

Guanglong gradually understood that in the maze of the whirlpool, there was an optimal route to pass, and the boatman had to judge the shortcut that could change at any time through experience.

He doesn't just go with the flow, and when they break through the vortex, they go inside. After repeating this, I finally leaned on the foot of Mount Meru.

There was no shore for boats to dock at Mount Meru, and the boatmen fixed anchors in the rock crevices so that the boats would not be carried away by the whirlpools. Guanglong and the others seized the time to climb the rock and settled on a high platform above. Looking at the bustling whirlpool around them, most people are still struggling in pain.

The boatman finished his job and went away satisfied. It's hard to get in and easy to get out, the boatman rows away skillfully, he's a good hand in the waves, don't worry.

Before, I only felt the height of Mount Meru from a distance. When you are immersed in the scene, you will find that Mount Meru is not only majestic and upright, but also has a quiet and far-reaching temperament. From here, there is a winding path, hidden in the thriving greenery.

There are mostly green trees and red flowers around me, and there is a kind of transcendent realm when walking in them. As the so-called fairy mountain seeks strange treasures, it does not want to fall into the dust. Animals that are not afraid of people are often seen in the bushes, docile and psychic, with the spirit of a fairy. In particular, a pure white deer, like Bai Ze of the mangrove forest, has an elegant body and a brilliant look, and it is disdainful of human beings.

As we walked, there was an unnamed pavilion in the corner of a hill, and from it came the fragrant smoke of cooking. They were all hungry and ran over to see if anyone was cooking, and they were all simple netherworld destined people, so they should share their food.

Outside the pavilion there was a flying boulder, on which sat a man with curly blond hair. He was grilling food over a campfire, and the pleasant aroma made Guanglong salivate. And the thing beside him, everyone saw it as a bolt from the blue. It was the head of the bloody forest of the sacred deer, and he actually roasted the most spiritual sacred deer in Mount Meru, which was blasphemous.

The man heard someone approaching and turned his head to greet him warmly. Guanglong was shocked that he was actually the Des Knight of the Party of Spades, no, he should be a member of the thirty degrees north latitude.