Sixteen years ago.

Xia Fan didn't know how many days he floated after falling into the sea.

According to Zhou Xiaoyu's father.

When they salvaged him from the sea, he was as lifeless as a dead man, and if it weren't for Zhou Xiaoyu's father's keen discovery that his heart was still beating very weakly, it would have prevented others from throwing him back into the sea.

About half a month later.

Xia Fan finally woke up.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, he concealed his background under the pretext of amnesia.

At that time, Xia Fan was the same waste person.

The owner of the South Twenty-Three Islands had personally come to investigate the situation after hearing about him, but after discovering that Xia Fan was an ordinary person without martial arts, he didn't take it too seriously.

Outcome.

No one thought of it.

In just three months.

He regained his cultivation and returned to the realm of a grandmaster.

In fact, as early as when he was fighting with Xuanqi, Xia Fan had already left a back hand.

Even though he reversed the meridians and burned his longevity to stimulate the last potential of his body, before he fell into the sea, he retained the last hope of survival through scattered gong.

He knows.

This is a very risky act.

But he had no choice.

In the vast sea, he may let the storm swallow him, or let the fish and shrimp eat him, even if he does not suffer any accidents, in the end, he will gradually exhaust his last life and die completely without anyone to save him.

He admits that he has an element of gambling.

But he was right.

He was rescued.

With the foundation laid by this body and the magical golden finger.

After Xia Fan picked up his cultivation again, it can be said that he has made great progress by leaps and bounds, but despite this, he has no more years to live.

Because his longevity had almost burned out in that battle.

Unless—

He can break through to the realm of heaven and man in a limited time, so that he can break the boundary of longevity and continue to live.

After reverting to the cultivation of the Grandmaster, Xia Fan did not hesitate to attack the local island owner.

While erasing the traces of his existence, he did not forget to use the island owner as a puppet, and began to fully understand his own situation.

Therefrom.

He finally knew what kind of place he was in.

According to the account of the owner of the island.

10,000 years ago.

Legend has it that their ancestors lived on a vast continent.

Suddenly one day.

Heaven and man came into the world.

Subsequently, with the help of the teachings of the celestial beings, the ancestors who were still in the era of slash-and-burn ignorance gradually created a glorious civilization.

However, a sudden disaster not only destroyed the glorious civilization created by the ancestors, but even the celestial beings who blessed the ancestors all disappeared mysteriously.

Because.

In that great change in heaven and earth.

The continent where our ancestors lived was torn apart, and most of the land mass sank into the sea, which has led to the present situation.

Of the hundreds of millions of people who originally lived on this continent, there are less than a million left.

Another hundred years passed.

The Gate of Heaven was born, and over time, it gradually unified all the islands in this area.

Xia Fan once asked.

Did their ancestors ever explore the outside world, and there was another continent?

Although the owner of the island did not know, he provided important information.

He said.

Someone found out.

A thick fog fills the depths of the overseas world.

Whoever goes into the fog never returns.

In time.

Anyone who goes to sea knows that the overseas fog is like a forbidden area for life, so much so that Tianmen strictly forbids anyone who goes to sea to approach that fog.

Initially.

Xia Fan did not contact the people who attacked and killed him to the Heavenly Gate, he only thought that this place was once a sub-mine opened by the Heavenly People, and that overseas fog may have been created by the Heavenly People in order to avoid the intersection of the two continents.

As for the great change that destroyed their ancestral civilization and the continent.

There is no doubt that it was caused by the Shenzhou Human Emperor Jedi Tiantong.

Until an inadvertent discovery.

Xia Fan knew that things were not so simple.

Because of a white mask.

When Xia Fan once looted the island owner's collection to subsidize Zhou Xiaoyu's mother and daughter, he actually found a white mask with only his eyes exposed in the island owner's collection.

Even if he turned to ashes, he wouldn't mistake the white mask.

The three supreme grandmasters who attacked and killed him wore this same mask.

He then summoned the owner of the island to question him.

Outcome.

The owner of the island told him.

Some of the higher-ups at the Tianmen Headquarters would wear similar white masks.

The so-called upward and downward effect.

Many disciples of the Heavenly Gate have formed a custom of collecting such masks in private, and the island owner is also not exempt from vulgarity.

At that time, Xia Fan completely woke up as if he had been empowered.

The culprit behind all this points directly to the gate of heaven.

Although he still had many doubts in his heart.

But he didn't care anymore.

From now on.

He had only one thought.

A tooth for a tooth, double the reward!

The problem is that striking iron still needs its own hardness, and he will never act rashly until he is completely sure.

He lived in South Twenty-Three Islands for sixteen years.

In the past sixteen years.

In addition to taking care of Zhou Xiaoyu's mother and daughter, he has been concentrating on cultivation.

Twelve years ago.

He successfully broke through to the realm of heaven and man before the end of his life.

But he still doesn't feel safe.

Twelve years later.

An opportunity led him to leave the South Twenty-Three Islands.

He felt it was time to put it all to a perfect end.

......

Inside the dimly lit cabin.

More than half a month has passed since he boarded the ship, and most of the time Xia Fan has stayed in a separate room to practice behind closed doors, although as a deacon, he also has to abide by the rules of the ship, and he can't leave the cabin without permission.

As for the diet, its own crew took the initiative to send it to the door.

Due to the status of the relationship.

Zhou Xiaoyu's children who passed the assessment were all placed in the middle and lower cabins, and there was a special person in charge of taking care of them, even if Xia Fan wanted to see her, he also needed to apply.

All in all.

The rules on board are very cumbersome and strict.

The only ones who could move freely were the two Grandmasters on board.

Xia Fan was very patient.

Before arriving at the Tianmen headquarters, he would not make any rash moves.

Now he's been counting the time.

Another week or so.

This Tianmen giant ship will be able to reach the Tianmen headquarters.

"Red Ying, it's so boring......"

Zhou Xiaoyu's whole person was now paralyzed on the bed gently swaying with the waves, looking at the wet deck above his head and muttering blankly.

It's different from riding the Jurant before.

When they were on the Great Wave, they were still able to move freely in the cabin, and they had to compete with each other every day for food.

But after boarding the Heavenly Gate Giant Ship, although they can leave the room, they can only move within a limited range, and they are forbidden to make loud noises with each other, whether in or outside the room.

It feels like jail time.

The guards made it very clear that anyone who violated the rules would be deprived of their qualifications for the assessment and sentenced to death.

The children were so frightened on the spot that some didn't even dare to leave the room.

The same is true for Zhou Xiaoyu.

It was not that she did not dare to leave the room, but when she saw the empty and quiet cabin, she immediately lost the interest in leaving the room, because one of the rules on the ship was that they were not allowed to visit each other's doors.

Fortunately, Zhou Xiaoyu and Dou Hongying were in the same room.

Otherwise it will go on like this for a long time.

Zhou Xiaoyu, who has always been lively and active, may really be depressed.

Here's the problem.

It is impossible for Zhou Xiaoyu and Dou Hongying to have endless topics, especially when it comes to some sensitive topics, she can only pretend to be deaf and dumb and perfunctory, or deliberately change the topic.

Once there is nothing to say.

People are bored again.

Gradually.

Eating, sleeping, and practicing took up most of Zhou Xiaoyu's day, and the time for chatting with Dou Hongying every day became shorter and shorter, and became more and more fragmented.

On the contrary, Dou Hongying seemed to be calm and relaxed.

In her words, she used to be like this at home, often locked in her room by herself.

Therefore, in addition to practicing, she will use reading books to entertain loneliness, so that she has developed the habit of liking to read.

Zhou Xiaoyu is not illiterate.

Because the martial arts society has taught literacy and hyphenation, after all, how can you further learn martial arts if you don't know how to write?

However, Zhou Xiaoyu belongs to people who can't calm down.

She tried to borrow the books that Dou Hongying brought on the boat, but after turning a few pages, she fell asleep.

It's just that the books Dou Hongying reads are really a bit messy and obscure, and they can't arouse Zhou Xiaoyu's interest in reading it at all, if Uncle A Sheng is by his side.

She remembers that when she was a child, she liked to pester Uncle Ah Sheng to tell stories.

And Uncle Ah Sheng can tell many strange and unheard interesting stories every time.

Especially what Journey to the West.

She liked the monkeys in it the most.

It's a pity that Uncle Ah Sheng told her not to tell these stories to others, which made Zhou Xiaoyu deeply regretful, what a good story, why can't she share it with others?

It is better to be happy alone than to be happy in all.

"Hold on for a few more days, and if nothing else, we'll soon be at the headquarters of the Holy Gate. ”

Dou Hongying, who was sitting in front of the bed, looked at the book in her hand indifferently and said.

Basically, she can only read during the day with the help of the sunlight projected from outside, and at night she can only practice or sleep.

"How fast is it soon?"

Zhou Xiaoyu has no energy.

"Three or five days. ”

Dou Hongying said casually.

"What? Three or five days?"

Zhou Xiaoyu lamented.

"This is already the fastest time I have estimated, and if it is slow, it is possible in ten days or eight days. ”

Dou Hongying said in a calm tone.

"So that's what Red Silk, you're talking about quickly?"

Zhou Xiaoyu said helplessly.

"After all, we've been at sea for more than half a month, which means we're getting closer and closer to the Holy Gate headquarters, and I've heard that it takes a month to get from Southern Cross Island to the Holy Gate, so it's no problem to say soon. ”

Dou Hongying said unhurriedly.

"But it's not that I understand it very quickly, I understand it very quickly only in a day or two. ”

Zhou Xiaoyu pouted.

"That's your problem, not mine. ”

Dou Hongying's breeze said lightly.

"Silence!"

At this time.

A cold voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

After hearing this, Zhou Xiaoyu immediately closed his mouth in pain and stopped talking.

Not again.

In the past, she sometimes chatted with Dou Hongying, and at the end she would be interrupted by the guards.

Obviously, they were already talking very quietly.

Is there still ten days and eight days?

thought of the time Dou Hongying said.

Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't help but worry about Uncle Asheng's situation.

Uncle Ah Sheng promised me, and he even hooked his fingers with me.

He won't do anything stupid then, will he?

In her impression, Uncle Ah Sheng has always been a stable person.

With what she knew about Uncle Ah Sheng, he was not the kind of person who would casually risk his life.

That's why.

She will choose to believe Uncle Ah Sheng.

But for some reason, she always had a feeling of uneasiness in her heart.

I don't know if it's because she's worried too much.

"Huh?"

It was noon.

Xia Fan, who was sitting on the bed in the room, suddenly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up.

I see it.

The next moment.

He got up from the bed and pushed the door open.

Unexpectedly, I happened to see Du Feng.

"Deacon. ”

Seeing Xia Fan, Du Feng was busy and greeted respectfully.

"Why did you get out?"

Xia Fan smiled.

“...... Just now, Elder Cui sent someone to summon Zaixia, so Zai Xia was preparing to go to see Elder Cui. ”

Du Feng lowered his head and said.

"Coincidentally, I also have something to prepare to see Elder Cui, so I'll come with you. ”

Xia Fan smiled as before.

"Yes. ”

Du Feng's heart jumped inexplicably, and he always felt that Xia Fan in front of him had an indescribable weirdness.

But he couldn't disobey the other party, so he could only respond hard.

"Elder Cui summoned him. ”

Walking through the corridor of the cabin, facing the crew responsible for guarding outside the cabin, Du Feng directly took out a token from his arms and handed it to the other party.

"Come with me. ”

The stiff-faced crew member took the token and looked at it, nodded without emotion, and led them deeper into the cabin.

Moment.

In front of the cabin door in the innermost room.

The crew knocked on the door, his tone numb.

"Report to Elder Cui, Du Feng and Zang Tao were ordered to come to see you. ”

"Zang Tao, forget it, let them come in together. ”

Moment.

A faint voice came from the room.

"You may go in. ”

The crew said a word to Du Feng and Xia Fan, and then returned directly to their posts.

"His subordinate Du Feng has seen Elder Cui, and he doesn't know why Elder Cui summoned his subordinates. ”

Du Feng took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Then the two entered a bright and spacious room.

And right ahead.

Two middle-aged men each sit quietly on a futon.

Among them, the middle-aged man Xia Fan had seen, that is, Elder Cui in Du Feng's mouth, slowly opened his eyes, he first glanced at Du Feng, and then focused his attention on Xia Fan, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Zang Tao, why are you here?"

"Elder Cui, I'm here to ask, the headquarters of Tianmen should be almost there, right?"

Instead of saluting and explaining to the other party, Xia Fan looked around the room by himself.

"Deacon!"

Du Feng's expression changed instantly, and he reminded in a low voice.

"Zang Tao, pay attention to the proportions and attitudes of your speech!"

Elder Cui looked at Zang Tao with cold eyes.

I'm sorry, I don't have to continue pretending with you. ”

The voice did not fall.

Xia Fan's figure appeared strangely behind Elder Cui and another man, and at the same time, his hands gently fell on the shoulders of the two, and his tone was full of banter and playfulness.

"Deacon?!"

Du Feng saw this.

The whole person's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, I'm not your deacon. ”

said.

Du Feng watched as the face of "Zang Tao" in front of him twisted, and the tied hair was automatically scattered.

He saw a man.

A strange young man.

"My name is Xia Fan, the summer of summer, the mortal of the gods. ”

He said with a smile in front of him.

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