The boat boss smiled, seeing that a great god like Ling Feng actually asked him for advice, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and he was busy talking about the legend of returning to the sea with a knife.

"This Guihai is a madman who is obsessed with knife techniques, it should be said that he is a demon or almost, this person has practiced knives since he was a child, I don't know how many famous teachers he worshipped, but many famous knife masters think that he is fond of knives and demons, and it is not suitable to practice knives, and then I am afraid that he will go mad, almost no one is willing to teach him, but then this person does not know where to learn the extremely strong weird knife technique, this knife technique is too fierce, so he came to the East China Sea alone to practice, someone once saw him standing alone on the sea and slashing, These few slashes actually rolled up more than ten meters of huge waves on the surface of the sea, and what was even more astonishing was that he slashed down and actually split an island in half......"

The boat boss said, pointing his finger sharply at the "Holy Trace Island".

"You're saying that this island was cut like this with a knife?" Lin Zhan scratched his head, looking incredulous.

The other people around couldn't help but be stunned, this holy island is more than ten kilometers wide from north to south, and it is split in half with a knife, which is unimaginable.

The boss of the boat seemed to be afraid that they would not believe it, so he immediately patted his chest and said: "What I said is true, it was split by a knife in the sea, and I dare to guarantee my life!" ”

The captain of the boat made it as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and his face turned red as he spoke.

Ling Feng smiled indifferently, there might really be such a top-level sword technique in this world, but if he didn't see it with his own eyes, it was really hard to believe.

However, the captain threw away the cigarette butt and said mysteriously: "By the way, do you know who you learned from this knife technique of returning to the sea?" That's not learned from people, it's learned from ghost kings! ”

"Learn from the Ghost King? Really? Could it be that he is called the Hell Sword Demon! Jin Million straightened his stomach and became more and more curious.

"Of course it's true, and there is another point, although no one in the world taught him knife techniques, but since he practiced the knife, he has been waiting for the knife to pass on in the East China Sea, so every year there will be many people who come to the Holy Miracle Island to worship him, hoping to have this fate, but since the Japanese invaders made trouble, there are fewer people from this Holy Miracle Island, but we can also rest assured, this Holy Miracle Island often has a variety of spiritual miracles, so the thieves dare not come, we can go to the island to rest, if you have a fate, you can also try, maybe you will be favored by the sea with a knife!" After the boat boss said this, Lin Zhan and the others couldn't wait to go ashore to take a look.

Ling Feng was also interested, regardless of whether this legend was true or not, just getting close to this Holy Miracle Island to restore his vitality was enough to make him want to go up and take a look.

Immediately, the ship docked, everyone went ashore one after another, the boss of the ship hurried to repair the damaged hull, and some of the crew prepared lunch, and Chen Anqi and Zheng Huai'an, who were hiding in the cabin, dared to show their heads, obviously hiding in the cabin, and they were indeed a little suffocated.

"Angel, I brought beef jerky, do you want to have some?" Zheng Huaian took out a large bag of beef jerky.

"Eat your head, I don't want to eat your things, useless things!" Chen Anqi knocked it to the ground, and at the same time looked at Ling Feng's back with admiration, as if after the battle just now, Chen Anqi, who had always been arrogant, seemed to have found a home.

At this moment, Zheng Huaian also looked at Ling Feng, but he gritted his teeth, and his heart was even more jealous.

Of course, Ling Feng naturally didn't take all this in his eyes, these two people were almost like air in his heart, and his mind was all on this mysterious holy miracle island at this moment.

Perhaps under the influence of the ship's boss, he vaguely felt that there really seemed to be an indescribable strangeness on this holy island, and just as he stepped into the legendary place where the knife had been cut, a strange divine thought suddenly penetrated his heart.

"Seven-rank spirit official, yes, you should be the first prefecture spirit official in Jiangdong Province, right?"

"Who are you?" Ling Feng was stunned, there was no one around.

"I'm not the one you're looking for!" The god smiled slightly.

"A knife to the sea?" Ling Feng was even more shocked, he never expected that he would be curious to land on the Holy Miracle Island, and he would actually encounter the legendary Returning Sea Knife, you must know that it has been thirty years since someone last touched him.

"That's right, you and I are destined, I am a person who was abandoned by the world and accepted by the underworld, and your situation is much better than mine, and your future achievements are extraordinary, but your path is more difficult than mine, if you are interested, I can teach you the eighteen styles of hell madness, of course you don't want to, I won't force it!" Returning to the sea is straightforward.

"You're going to teach me your swordsmanship?" Ling Feng was even more shocked after hearing this.

Ling Feng listened to the words of the boat boss, and naturally felt a little moved in his heart, he now cultivated the "Soul Suppression Purgatory Technique", which is considered a technique in cultivation, and there is no problem in improving his own strength, but in order to really produce huge destructive power against the enemy, it is necessary to learn strong martial arts, and now Ling Feng lacks this.

At this moment, when he heard that Guihai Yidao actually wanted to teach him knife techniques, he naturally couldn't ask for it.

"That's right, in the past few decades, many people have come to ask for my knife skills, but unfortunately those people are not masculine enough, and they can't withstand my crazy knife at all, you should be reluctant, but I feel that with your physique, you can only learn the first three styles at most!" Guihai said lightly, the voice was in his ears again, and it seemed to be thousands of miles away.

Ling Feng's heart was shocked, he had now reached the first major consummation realm of the "Soul Suppression Purgatory Technique", after several battles, he was very satisfied with his strength, but it seemed that this kind of strength was very average in the eyes of the Guihai Knife, his Hell Crazy Knife always had eighteen styles, with his current strength, he could learn the first three styles at most, how strong is the strength of this Guihai One Knife, how strong is the eighteen styles of this Hell Crazy Knife.

These questions seemed too far away for Ling Feng!

"Learn?" Gui Hai repeated with a knife, it seemed that if Ling Feng didn't agree, he would disappear immediately and never reappear.

"Learn!" Where would Ling Feng give up such a good thing sent to the door, and immediately agreed.

"Okay, I'll pass on the first three formulas to you first, you remember ......" Guihai said with a knife, and a strange ghost-like text drilled into Ling Feng's divine sense.

……

"Master, what's wrong with you? Master! Next to him, Yuan Zhenggang's voice suddenly pierced Ling Feng's ears, and Ling Feng, who was "distracted", suddenly returned to the real world, as if he had just had a dream.

"You called me?" Ling Feng was stunned and hurriedly shouted.

"Master, are you okay, I've called you four or five times, the ship has been repaired, lunch is ready, and the ship boss told us to go back!" Yuan Zhenggang said, Lin Zhan and the others next to him also looked at him in shock, Ling Feng was suddenly a little embarrassed, presumably in the few minutes just now, these people were calling each other for him, but he seemed to be out of his body.

But that "dream"?

Ling Feng took a deep breath, and the "ghost talisman"-like text flashed out at once.

"Haha, great, that's not a dream!" Ling Feng scratched his head and laughed unconsciously.

"Master, what's wrong with you, you?" Yuan Zhenggang said worriedly.

"No, I'm fine, very good, let's go to dinner!" Ling Feng smiled heartily, he was indeed in a very good mood at the moment.

"......" The faces of the people were incomparable, and only one sentence flashed in their minds: Ling Feng's thinking and realm were definitely beyond their guesses.

Back on the boat, the boat boss made delicious fish rice, and Chen Anqi was also very attentive, and actually roasted an oily leg of mutton on the deck, and when he saw Ling Feng coming, he immediately called out sweetly: "Master Ling, the leg of mutton has just been baked, come on!" ”

Next to him, Zheng Huai'an's jealousy value is about to break 100 million, his whole face is green, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before the top of his head turns green.

Ling Feng nodded politely and took a little mutton, but his thoughts at the moment were all focused on that "ghost talisman", the first three styles were to break desire, break the soul, and break the soul, and the desire to break is strong, but if you want to break it suddenly, you must first burn your desire.

How to burn?

In an instant, Ling Feng suddenly looked at Chen Anqi with fiery eyes.

Chen Anqi swallowed his saliva violently, his cheeks were red, he spat out fragrant lotus, and his hand couldn't help touching under him......