Chapter 225: The South China Sea Immortal God Appears
The blue sea is boundless, and the sea breeze is boundless.
They got up early in the morning, rushed ahead of the newly rising sun in the east, and set out by boat from the private harbor on the east coast of the Wufu Sea, and in a short time, they saw through the faint light of the sky that all kinds of ships of different sizes and shapes were like a starry seat on the sea in the distance.
"Oh my God, someone is ahead of us?"
Ling Rong was shocked and asked, "Are they all crazy?" Don't you have to sleep? β
Li Luowei said with bright eyes: "The sea festival is the largest folk festival in our southeast coastal area, most of the people are waiting for this day, praying for blessing is one thing, the bounty of today's various events is even more expensive, many good players who taste the sea will show their skills at this time, if you are lucky, you can make a lot of money, and naturally everyone gets up early!" β
Wanqing said suddenly: "I see, we are still the ones who came out late?" β
When they were ugly today, they were shouted by Li Luowei and Lingrong to prepare to leave, and they thought that they would be the first people to go to the sea, but they didn't expect that so many people had already rushed in front of them.
Zhuo Qingtan said with a smile: "Most of the people around the world attach great importance to local folk festivals all year round, and it is also a pleasant thing for a family to bring enough rations for a day and go on a family outing." β
Ling Rong happily clasped her hands and said, "That's not it!" We can be regarded as a family that has lived and died together! β
An Luofu frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly: "We. . . When have you ever experienced living and dying together? β
Ling Rong said solemnly: "A few days ago, didn't we run back and forth together for Zhuo Qingtan's injury? Having experienced your sister's life and death together, isn't it considered to have lived and died together? β
An Luofu: "."
He intuitively felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this statement, but there seemed to be a trace of truth in it, and for a moment he couldn't come up with a charter.
Xie Yuci shook his head and sighed with a smile: "You are bullying honest people, if you say that you are going back and forth all over the world during that time, it should be me and An Luofu." I've heard that you don't like Qingtan to be boring, and you hide far away and always guard the door and don't want to go in. β
Ling Rong was a little embarrassed, she quietly looked at Zhuo Qingtan who was smiling at them, and explained:
"That, don't blame me, don't you know how scary Zhuo Qingtan was during that time! Either stay without saying a word, or suddenly babble nonsense, I'm afraid!
Besides, it was said by Grandma, Zhuo Qingtan is very shrewd even if his consciousness is chaotic, let me enter the room less, don't say the wrong thing and make trouble. β
Everyone shook their heads and laughed when they heard this, and Zhuo Qingtan himself laughed.
Time has passed, and she now recalls the years in the Nanshan Wu Banshan Inn, but she does not feel miserable, helpless or pitiful, but feels a little interesting.
At that time, in order to stabilize her injuries and alleviate her physical pain, Xie Yuci used his divine power to cast a spell on Tu Sprite, blocking all her six senses.
As a result, she has no six senses, her consciousness is confused, and her mind is sometimes clear and sometimes unclear. For a while, I felt that I was too yin and gloomy, for a while I felt that I was Zhuo Qingtan, for a while, I felt that Xie Yuci was Xie Yuci, and for a while, I felt that Xie Yuci was a farewell.
Although Xie Yuci and Wanqing made up a lot of nonsense and jokes in order to coax her at that time, but now that they think about it, everyone only thinks it is warm and interesting.
Zhuo Qingtan, a person who is used to being square, thinks of the "troubles" at that time, and it is rare to have a little bit of grandeur.
She shook her head lightly and sighed with a smile: "During that time, because of my own business, I really caused a lot of trouble to everyone. β
Xie Yuci suddenly glanced at her fixedly, and chuckled: "Your business is my business, it's nothing troublesome." β
"That's it!"
Ling Rong smiled and said, "We are friends, and friends should be watching and helping each other!" If you say that again, you'll be out of sight! Besides, if something happens to me, won't you help me? β
Xie Yuci shook his head decisively: "No, I won't care about you." β
"-You?!"
Ling Rong's eyes widened, looking like she wanted to fight with him.
"Thank you! If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute, you really don't behave! β
Xie Yuci raised his eyebrows innocently, and said suspiciously: "I'm not a human being in the first place, why should I be a human being?" β
The crowd burst into laughter.
Accompanied by the sound of waves crashing against the ships and the chirping of seabirds, their particularly delicate and tall sea-going boats drifted southward from the boundary between the East China Sea and the South China Sea, and gradually sailed into the deep waters of the South China Sea.
In addition to the people who participate in the special competitions, the other local people seem to have their own conventional fishing ranges, and they are not grouped together.
Ships of all sizes, large and small, spread out at the junction of the East China Sea and the South China Sea, and from a distance, they look like many broken beads scattered on the surface of the sea.
At the moment when the particularly eye-catching big ship of the Wufu Sea sailed into the South China Sea, suddenly the sky was full of clouds and clouds, and the sea surface was stacked with waves.
The morning sun pierced through the clouds that suddenly rose on the sea, and their ships seemed to be held up by a golden cloud. With their sea vessels as the center, the sea slowly recedes to the left and right, forming a straight and flat sea route.
Seeing this spectacle, the mortal fishermen around couldn't help but exclaim, and then cheers resounded one after another throughout the South China Sea.
Everyone's envious eyes turned to them, and some people looked in their direction.
Ling Rong looked at the surrounding wonders and the reactions of the fishermen in amazement, and asked puzzledly, "What happened?" Is this someone doing this here? What are they doing here? β
Li Luowei's eyes were full of excitement and she stomped her feet again and again, and her tone was raised a few degrees because of excitement.
"This is the blessing of the 'sea god'! It's the immortal monarch of the South China Sea, who actually blessed us! β
Xie Yuci smiled, and then tilted his head to look at Zhuo Qingtan.
"It seems that Jiarong sensed that you were coming."
Zhuo Qingtan was a little surprised, she didn't know Jiarong's recent situation at this time.
"Jiarong in the South China Sea?"
She understood after a little silence, and then smiled softly and warmly: "It turns out that she is now serving in the South China Sea. β
At this moment, under a fluctuation of immortal power, a figure of an immortal monarch wearing a ninefold heavenly immortal suit suddenly appeared out of thin air on the bow of the ship they were on.
The Immortal Monarch was wearing a coral laurel crown on his head, his toes lightly touched the dragon head decoration carved from the sunken wood on the bow of the boat, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked to look straight at Zhuo Qingtan who was wearing a magnolia-colored mortal Luo skirt.
The surrounding fishermen were silent at first, and then they fell to their knees.
"-The Immortal King is here!"
"-Mother, are you a god?"
"- Shhhh Don't look directly at the face of the fairy god, dog, kneel down! Kowtow! β
"-Fairy! It's a fairy! β
"βIt's not a fairy, it's the god of the sea, it's the god of the sea who has appeared!"
Ignoring the chaos around her, the Immortal Monarch tapped her toes, and instantly leaped in front of the Boundless Sea and the others under the Immortal Technique.
Immediately knelt on one knee on the deck, his hands clasped in front of his chest, Huo Ran raised his head, and said in a choked voice: "Emperor." β
Zhuo Qingtan's gaze was as moist and soft as the flowing water of a hot spring, she looked at her quietly for a moment, and then sighed softly with reminiscence:
"Jiarong, you have also grown up."
More than 9,700 years ago, Xianshan Dai Yu said goodbye, and the years flowed suddenly, and inadvertently, so many years have passed.
(End of chapter)