Is this land? Or an island?

Looking at the bulging coastline in the distance, Mo Chuan hid his figure in full of suspicion, quickly chased after the demon riding man, and popped out a mouse as small as a mosquito and tick with his fingers, and landed in the man's hair as a surveillance.

- This is a rat that he shrunk out by the method of wishful size, and controlled by the method of adjusting the bird, if it is not too small in size, it looks like an ordinary mouse, and it is extremely difficult to detect.

After leaving his eyeliner, he quickly pulled it up and flew into the air.

When he climbed high and looked into the distance, the scene he saw made his face appear a little disappointed.

It turned out to be just a large island.

The area is slightly smaller than Guangling, the island is high in the west and low in the east, and most of the people are gathered in the east, forming the smallest cities.

Looking at the architectural style, it is quite similar to Kyushu.

"The remnants of Kyushu?"

Mo Chuan muttered, inevitably feeling a little disappointed.

Come to think of it, this place is about two thousand miles away from the coastline of Guangling, and such a distance is no less than the distance of the moat for mortals.

But for the monks who have the means to reach the sky, this distance is really not far away.

It is completely within the range of Kyushu radiation.

It is not surprising that some monks avoid the disputes in Kyushu and are in a corner of peace.

In fact, he's doing it too.

……

After a brief observation, Mo Chuan fell from the sky, transformed into a local, and stepped onto the dock.

Suddenly, the pungent smell of fish came to my face.

"Let's go! Let's get it! ”

A shout with a slight Guangling accent came, and Mo Chuan dodged to avoid it, but saw a strong man actually carrying a fishing boat on his shoulder, walking like flying!

This scene made Mo Chuan's eyes shocked.

He swept across the dock at a glance, and as far as he could see, his heart was suddenly frightened.

Powerful men carry boats;

There are fishermen who lift water balloons and water chains to transport;

There is even a young man who plays a razor like a veteran in the rivers and lakes.

Occasionally, a ray of light could be seen in the air.

In the huge wharf, everyone practices Taoism, and some elderly fishermen even sit on the Jiazi Taoism.

"Could it be that there is an ancient sect reviving here?"

When Mo Chuan was dumbfounded, he subconsciously vetoed it in his heart:

"No, most of these people's cultivation increases with age, and it doesn't seem to be the reason for cultivating the Yuan Qi Dao for a short time.

And how can a monk, who is willing to engage in the profession of a fisherman?

But these people are willing to eat it?

Obviously, in their eyes, everyone's cultivation of the Fa is a very rare and ordinary thing. ”

Mo Chuan secretly pondered, raised his steps and walked towards the city, becoming more and more curious about the ruler of this island.

With such a popularization of the Dao, aren't you afraid that your cultivation resources will be insufficient?

Aren't you afraid that under the huge base of the people, talented people will emerge to threaten the rule?

Or is there something else going on here?

In his thoughts, Mo Chuan walked along the dock and stepped into this inconspicuous isolated island town.

Most of the buildings in the city are made of stones, and there is no shortage of shellfish and coral as filling decorations.

The city is full of people.

And as seen on the dock, everyone practices the Dao, that is, a baby in swaddling clothes, with traces of mana on their bodies, and it is obvious that their parents have used the Dao to strengthen their flesh and blood.

But the more Mo Chuan looked at it, the more awkward he became.

In such a city-state where everyone is like a dragon, the architecture is very simple.

Although most people have ruddy faces, they are also in a hurry, and they seem to be running for a living, and Jiazixiu is a street hawker, which abounds.

It doesn't look much different from any county seat in Kyushu.

The only difference is that these people have all cultivated the Dao.

In Mo Chuan's opinion, this is simply incredible.

Even if you don't seek the Dao Method, your productive forces are also greatly liberated, so why do you look here and haven't broken free from the food and clothing line?

……

In Mo Chuan's suspicions, the demon rider finally arrived on the island.

As soon as he came ashore, he turned into a ray of light and fell into a rather striking and majestic complex in the city.

"Master! Master! Master! ”

"What's the fuss?"

"Master, I—I saw the dragon."

"Dragons? Is this true? ”

"How dare a disciple speak and deceive!"

"Tell me more!"

"Yes, master! The disciple went out to sea to hunt today, as usual, and suddenly the sea dragon rolled, and the undercurrent surged, the disciple was startled and tried to leave the sea area, but unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw a real dragon, cruising towards it......"

Mo Chuan, who was strolling through the streets, observed the city while monitoring what the demon rider man said.

Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the other party did not notice the change in Huangdao.

That's right, the demon riding man is just a Jiazi cultivator, don't say that he is watching from afar, it is displayed under his eyelids, I am afraid that he can't tell what is happening.

However, witnessing the appearance of the real dragon still does not seem to be a trivial matter.

Soon, the demon rider man, led by his master, rushed to the west of the island.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan simply hid his figure, flew into the air again, and looked down.

Soon the pair of master and apprentice stepped into a mottled ancient temple.

The ancient temple is dilapidated and barren, and the courtyard is overgrown with weeds.

In the main hall, an old man in ragged clothes is kneeling in front of a clay statue, closing his eyes and recuperating.

In the face of the master and apprentice who stepped into the ancient temple, there was still no wave in the ancient well.

Even if you mention the real dragon.

"I know, don't bother with this matter, the teacher will handle it!"

"Yes!"

The demon rider and apprentice bowed their heads and saluted, took advantage of the excitement, and left blankly.

Until they left the ancient temple, they did not know that the rat hidden in their hair had disappeared.

"Fellow Daoists have come from afar, why don't you show up and see them?"

In the ancient temple, the ragged old man spread out his palm, looked at the mouse with a palm as small as a mosquito, and invited with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mo Chuan, who was hanging thousands of feet in the air, was not shocked when he heard the words, his figure flashed and fell.

"Friendly eyesight!"

Mo Chuan stepped into the abandoned ancient temple and gave it up.

"False praise, listen to the accent, Daoyou is from Kyushu?"

The ragged old man raised his eyes to look at Mo Chuan, looked up and down, and asked a question.

"Isn't it a fellow Daoist?" Mo Chuan asked rhetorically.

"Sure enough, it's from Kyushu!" The ragged old man shook his head when he heard this, his eyes were quite complicated: "It's been a long time since anyone from Kyushu has visited Dayong Island. ”

"It seems that Daoyou is really from Kyushu." Mo Chuan said with emotion.

"Yes, the country accent is hard to change! Speaking of which, the poor road is an isolated island, and I don't hear anything outside the window, so I don't know what the current situation is in Kyushu? The ragged old man asked curiously.

"That's a long story."

"If you don't dislike it, why don't you drink tea and talk?"

The ragged old man said, with a wave of his long sleeves, the divine light swept through, and the dilapidated ancient temple was suddenly scattered.

A quaint eucalyptus table emerged between the two.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan sat down.

In the tea room, the two exchanged passage numbers, and also inquired about each other's situation.

The ragged Taoist, who claims to be the Heavenly Peerless Daoist, is the master behind the scenes of Dayong Island.

Because the foundation of the division was taken away, in order to avoid the enemy's family, he had to cross the ocean and land the whole root here.

In fact, when he arrived, there was already a group of aborigines.

"It's a coincidence, now that Kyushu has undergone drastic changes, it may be the time for Taoist friends to return to Kyushu." Mo Chuan listened and suggested with a smile.

"Oh? I wonder what happened in Kyushu? ”

"It seems that Daoyou has been hiding from the world for a long time! Now that the world of Kyushu has recovered, Yuan Qi is declining, Lingyuan is in power, the ancient sects have been born, and the major palaces and temples have been reduced to second-rate forces, isn't this a good opportunity to return to Kyushu? Mo Chuan said.

"Lingyuan is in charge? What does this mean? The Heavenly Peerless Daoist looked confused.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan was a little suspicious.

After thinking about it, I still recounted the revival of heaven and earth concisely.

The Heavenly Peerless Daoist was shocked when he heard this.

It seems that if this matter is not easy to verify, I am afraid that I suspect that I have encountered a liar?

It wasn't until Mo Chuan casually threw out the Lingyuan Dao Exercise "Taiwei Yin and Yang Method" that he believed seven or eight points in shock.

"Although this island is far away from Kyushu, with the ability of Taoist friends, it shouldn't be difficult to get some eyeliner in Kyushu, right?" After Mo Chuan asked, he asked with some curiosity.

"Naturally, it's not difficult, but the poor enemies have their hands and eyes, and leaving eyeliner is also a risk." Heaven is absolutely humane, and the face is full of the rest of the season.

"Makes sense." Mo Chuan bowed his head, and immediately inquired about Dayong Island and the surrounding waters.

Perhaps because of the friendship of the gift, the Heavenly Peerless Dao people are also like a few treasures, telling the story.

The South China Sea is vast and has countless islands.

It seems desolate, but in fact, it is full of life.

There are many monks.

It turns out that these isolated islands look barren, but the resources in the sea are inexhaustible.

It may be difficult for mortals to tap into the resources of the deep sea to feed themselves.

But it was not difficult for the monks.

Under the pressure of survival, the South China Sea Islands Terran can be said to have spells for everyone.

Proficient in fishing and pearl fishing.

"It's weird! Although the poor Taoist view of Dayong Island is quite prosperous, it is far from being rich, and the thatched huts of the earth steps abound, since everyone knows magic, how can there be such a scene? ”

Mo Chuan frowned and asked questioningly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

If everyone practices magic, I dare not say that everyone is like a dragon, but it is also greatly liberated.

As a result, the bottom is still living very hard, which can only be said to ...... Someone is sucking people's blood.

"Alas, Daoyou's eyes are burning, this situation is not the fault of the poor Dao, but there is a great terror under the abyss."

"Oh?"

"There is a dragon king ...... in the South China Sea"

Mo Chuan's eyes flashed when he heard this, no wonder the demon rider was so frightened when he saw the Wuxian True Dragon.

"There are countless resources under the surface of the sea, not to mention that the inexhaustible fish are not expensive even for cultivation. It's a pity that even if we and the other human races have the help of mana, we can't take more than one ten-millionth, even if it is one-ten-millionth, we have to pay it to the Dragon Palace as a tax, otherwise the sea will flood, and even Dayong Island will have to be reduced to Zeguo. ”

The Heavenly Peerless Dao man looked very angry with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Dare to ask what kind of cultivation the dragon king is? How many shrimp soldiers and crab generals are there? Why didn't the Terran monks dare to resist? Mo Chuan asked a series of questions.

"When you first come to the South China Sea, I'm afraid you don't know! The strength of the dragon king is not the way, but the time and place to occupy the sky! The fact that we and the other human races can fight for a chance to survive is already the result of the blood advice of the monks of the past generations. ”

The voice of the Heavenly Absolute Daoist was low.

Mo Chuan was silent when he heard this.

He raised the true dragon and knew that the true dragon was talented.

It can be described as:

The dragon enters the sea and hates the shallow, and the phoenix spreads its wings and complains about the low sky.

Entrenched in the dragon king of the deep sea, it is enough to call the wind and rain without facing it head-on, and take control of the isolated island human race.

"Speaking of which, the disciple of the Poor Dao Throne once said that he saw a real dragon in the area of Yuming Reef, can it be related to Daoist friends?" The Heavenly Peerless Daoist seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked.

"Poor Dao also accidentally discovered the traces of the true dragon, pursued it, and accidentally found a disciple of the Taoist, so he followed the trail."

Mo Chuan casually talked nonsense.

The South China Sea Dragon Clan was so strong, how could he dare to expose the matter of raising a true dragon at will?

"I see."

The Heavenly Absolute Daoist nodded, no longer entangled in the matter of the Dragon Clan, but instead asked about the information of Kyushu.

He asked more and more detailed questions, involving a lot of palace views.

Mo Chuan guessed that his enemy might be one of them.

It's just that for the sake of safety, I don't dare to expose it.

Mo Chuan basically answered all questions.

Anyway, with the other party's ability, go to Kyushu in person, spend some time, and basically find out, why not sell personal favors?

When Mo Chuan casually mentioned that Dajing had died in the country, the Heavenly Peerless Daoist was suddenly shocked, his eyes were round, and he said in a trembling voice: "What did Daoist just say?" Grand View ...... Dead? ”

"That's right."

"Impossible, how powerful is the Daolu Division, even if the ancient sect is born, it can't hold the country, choose a sect to take refuge, and if you want to come, you can keep a little bit of inheritance, how can you destroy the country and extinct the species?"

"Heaven is impermanent! The world is so unexpected, as far as Poor Dao knows, the contemporary Tianqian National Master not only did not take refuge in any ancient sect, but when the princes from all walks of life gathered in the emperor's hill, he even took the initiative to slaughter the imperial family to be absolutely orthodox. Mo Chuan said with emotion.

"Tianqian National Master is so courageous!" Mo Chuan smiled and said nothing.

"Then dare to ask where the Tianqian National Master is now?"

"I heard that the Heavenly Dry National Master earned a cave sky, so I want to hide in the cave sky to practice!"

"Earned a cave?"

The Heavenly Absolute Dao people were stunned, Mo Chuan was helpless, and he could only say the matter of the Xuling Cave Heaven again.

Of course, this is the version that has been circulated in the rivers and lakes.

"Heaven is so reincarnated! Hahaha...... "The Heavenly Absolute Daoist looked up to the sky and laughed, and it took a while to stop laughing, and he sighed: "It's a pity that the life of the poor Dao is not as good as his." ”

Mo Chuan's face was shocked when he heard this, and a flash of inspiration crossed his mind: "Daoyou is a monk of the previous dynasty?" ”

"Daoyou is smart, and since he has guessed it, the poor Dao will not hide it. That's right, the poor road is the great Yongguo division in front of the Dajing, when the army was defeated and left, he lived here, and he stayed for hundreds of years, only hoping to cultivate to a higher level and return to Kyushu, but he didn't expect it...... Things are not people! ”

The Heavenly Absolute Daoist was full of emotion, and he didn't dare to say that he believed Mo Chuan's words, but he also believed it.

"Dayong Island...... Dayong Dynasty...... I see. Mo Chuan was silent.

"Do Daoists have acquaintances in the Ancient Sect?"

"What do you mean?"

"Since the Lingyuan Dao monk is far superior to the Yuan Qi Dao a thousand times, the Dragon King of the South China Sea should be solved, the poor Dao is not talented, even if he is not a teacher of the Great Yong Country, he is willing to share the worries of the people, and the South China Sea should belong to Kyushu."

Mo Chuan instantly understood the thoughts of the Heavenly Peerless Daoist, and a little doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Daoist friends are so frank, aren't you afraid of poor road ventilation?"

"Look at character in every word and deed, and know personality in every move. Every word and deed of Taoist friends is thought by the people, and they must be righteous monks. ”

Mo Chuan was quite shocked when he heard this.

If the Heavenly Peerless Daoist hadn't lied to him, this would undoubtedly have sold him a benefit.

After all, he's an introducer.

"Daoist friends praise falsely!" Mo Chuan arched his hand and said: "As the saying goes, seeing is believing and hearing is false, dare to ask where the Dragon King is located?" ”

Tianjue knew that Mo Chuan could not believe his words, and said with a light smile:

"Coincidentally, recently the Dragon King recruited a son-in-law, but he handed over a post, and now there is nothing to do, why don't you go over and watch the ceremony?"

"I can't ask for it!"