Yan Xingyu went over to discuss with the Taomen master and others how to go up, Yijun listened to a few of them arguing and arguing, and there was no way for a while, so he sneaked to the cabin to find something to eat. The wooden boat was not allowed to fire, so they ate all dry food, he took two cakes out, handed one to Yan Xingyu, and held one by himself to nibble on the side.

In order to store and not deteriorate, the moisture in the cake has been dried, and it is very hard to bite, and Yijun has to use the strength to eat milk every time he bites down on it. Everyone was originally discussing the method of going to the Immortal Mansion, but they were unconsciously led astray by his hideous expression, and the Taomen master had to let everyone discuss after breakfast.

Yijun squeezed his eyes at Yan Xingyu: "Have you already thought of a way to go up?" ”

Yan Xingyu rolled the dried fish with a cake and ate it, chewing hard: "Let them try it first." ”

It was a craftsman nicknamed "Channeling Monkey" who went to try, Yijun and Yan Xingyu stood on the boat and watched the excitement. I saw that the "Monkey Channeling Sky" held an arm-length cylinder in his hand, and after finding a position to stand still, he fired a cannon at Xianshan, and a long arrow was shot out of the barrel, and the tail of the arrow was tied to a rope, and he flew towards Xianshan with a roar.

The fairy mountain could not be seen from below to be about ten meters high from the sea, but the arrow flew for a long time, until the rope was finished, and the arrow turned into a small black dot in the air, and it had not yet reached the fairy mountain.

The Sky Monkey collected the rope and arrows, and came back and shook his head at Tao Haiqun.

Tao Haiqun brought his son and Tao Huihui over to discuss with Yan Xingyu: "The Immortal Mansion is very evil, it is not an ordinary way to go up, what can Yan Daoyou do?" ”

Yan Xingyu should have had an idea, and he said to Yijun: "What do you say is the Immortal Mansion?" ”

"Lingering burps?"

Yijun thought about the organizational language: "He is a dead fat house, he is very lazy, his digestive system is not good, and he can't digest a lot of things he eats, so in order to free up his stomach to eat, he will temporarily release the things that can't be digested...... Hehe, Brother Yan, Uncle Yan, you, you don't want to ......"

Yan Xingyu chewed the cake expressionlessly: "That's right, if you want to go to the Immortal Mansion, you have to make a belly meal first." ”

Yijun bowed to him: "Have fun!" Master Taomen, do you think we should go back now or after lunch? ”

The Taomen Master frowned and pondered, obviously already thinking about the feasibility of Yan Xingyu's method.

Tao Pengyou was shocked: "How can I still live if I am eaten by Yu Yu?" ”

Yan Xingyu: "Yu Yu is a clam, it stands to reason that it has no teeth, it is so big, every time it eats, it will inhale a lot of seawater, we mix it in the water, there will be no danger, only when it enters his stomach can we wait for the opportunity to find a passage to the Immortal Mansion." ”

Yijun said: "Yan Xingyu, although you are handsome, I don't want to accompany you to death." ”

Yan Xingyu lowered his eyelids, took out a thumb-sized pearl from his belt and handed it to him: "This trip is nine deaths, you don't have to accompany me to take risks, you take this pearl back to exchange for some money, save some flowers." ”

Yijun took the pearl and sat in the cabin, his heart ached and uncomfortable, lamenting that he was obsessed with lust and was in such a hurry to find death.

At noon, the result of the Taomen's thinking came out: leaving a small boat, six people—Tao Haiqun, Tao Huihui, and Yan Xingyu, plus three craftsmen—two of the five craftsmen withdrew, and the rest followed the boat back to a safe distance to wait for news, and came back three days later to answer.

Since Yan Xingyu had made up his mind to die, Yijun didn't have that bit of a bad mind about him, and he followed the big ship and retreated.