That night, the old cold ferry carried by the whole huge fish suddenly sounded, as if the sky suddenly cracked, and the thunder rolled.

Some of the passengers who boarded the ferry for a while, fell asleep in their dreams, were woken up by this movement, and thought that the ferry was about to hit the reef and capsize in a storm, and they vomited again and again because of great fear, and even incontinent, resulting in a foul smell in the middle and lower class Chase shops, which made those grumpy Jianghu martial artists scold.

In a trance, in the hearts of all the passengers on the Sui Han ferry, Dong Shenyan's old but majestic voice invariably sounded.

"Don't be afraid, this is just a small bump in the passage of this cold ferry ship out of the Ethereal Continent, and it will definitely not let you worry about your life, please relax."

Some people will be skeptical, and even suspect that the reason why Dong Shenyan said such a thing was to stabilize people's hearts and cover up the truth that the ferry hit the rocks.

Soon, however, everyone was relieved, and the bump really subsided, and even the dark sea could be seen through the window, but it seemed a little different from usual.

Dong Shenyan's voice resounded in everyone's hearts again: "But the old man still wants to remind him that after sailing out of the Ethereal Continent boundary, this ferry will undergo some changes, and it will no longer take the sea route, but find another way. As long as you don't do the dangerous act of crossing the fence and walking in the air, there will be no danger, and if you are afraid, it is better to stay inside, and someone will bring you food and fruits on time."

Inside the house, Xia Ze slowly opened his eyes, and had been reminded by Sijun and Duyun that he had already known that there had been some changes in this year's cold ferry, and in the process, Ren Tireless woke up from meditation, and after snorting coldly, he continued to meditate.

As for Yuan Yizhang, he was a little scared at first, but when he saw that Xia Ze and Ren Buti were both flat, he put his mind at ease, and he asked Xia Ze in turn: "The surname is Xia, this boat is shaking so badly, you are not afraid at all."

Xia Ze smiled frankly: "Don't be afraid, earlier when Edgeworth rode the wind, I saw a mountain higher than this, and I have long been used to it."

Yuan Yizhang pursed his lips, and said in his heart that it was so difficult to find a common topic with this guy.

He has only now practiced the Five Realms of Qi, and he still has a long way to go if he wants to travel far away like the wind.

And even if you enter the Xianglong Realm and can climb the clouds, the height will not be too high, but when you are fighting against people, you can't beat the soles of your feet.

He was unwilling, and with doubts in his heart, he asked, "Surnamed Xia, how old are you now, looking so young, how can you resist the wind so quickly?" Isn't it actually a centuries-old youkai?"

Xia Ze rolled his eyes, his lips moved slightly, said a certain number that made Yuan Yizhang jaw-dropping, and then strode out of the room.

Yuan Yizhang still stayed where he was, suspecting that something was wrong with his ears.

How much did he just say, almost fifteen?

Ren Tireless opened his eyes, and his face was full of incredulity.

Grandma's, now there are many talents from all over the continent, fourteen-year-old Shangwujing? But he seems to be a martial artist, not a qi refiner?

Outside, the moon and stars are scarce, it is midnight at this time, and the crowd outside the house is bustling, most of them are bold and want to go out to take a look, what kind of change can make this cold ferry tremble violently.

Xia Ze looked up in amazement, only to see that there was a domed yellow canopy dozens of zhang above his head, the brilliance sometimes stared, sometimes scattered like fireflies in the wind, hanging high, it was particularly conspicuous in such a night.

At this moment, the fish is carrying the ferry on his back, crossing the yellow curtain little by little, the process is extremely slow, Xia Ze vaguely heard someone next to him complaining: "Damn, why is it so slow, it seems that a belly of rice fields can't be pulled out."

Xia Ze frowned, ignoring the wanton frolicking of the group of people around him, he walked to the ferry fence, and with amazing eyes, he looked at the pitch-black sea below, only to see that there was a quaint black stone tablet about sixty zhang under the sea.

On the stone stele, a certain great power was engraved with some kind of mysterious text containing the truth of heaven and earth.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, the aura in the sea water was constantly being pulled by the stone tablet.

Even Xia Ze, after staring at the stele for a while, felt a sour look in his eyes, and wanted to carefully check what was written on the stele, but when he looked at it, it was indeed blurry.

"Thinking that stone tablet is the overwhelming thing used by the saints of a continent to divide the territory of the Ethereal State, and the monks from other countries who come to the Ethereal Continent must be subject to this stele, but unfortunately, if you are not in a hurry, you must want to copy those words." Xia Ze muttered.

In the dark, it seems that someone has a sense.

The whole canopy swayed, followed by a heavy pressure like a mountain, and the people outside the house suddenly felt dizzy and cold, and their bodies were poor, and they squatted directly on the ground panting, and their faces were pale.

"Boy, be respectful, any disrespect for the saint in this realm will cause the saint to feel something." Dong Shenyan's words resounded in his heart.

Xia Ze's face was suddenly full of embarrassment, and he arched his hand and said, "It's rude and rude, don't be a saint."

Suddenly, everything was calm again.

As a result, many of the people who sat down on the ground due to dizziness and cold no longer dared to stay outside the house, and immediately ran back into the house, and even fewer people were outside.

Xia Ze had a thought, and he didn't dare to think about it in his heart.

This sage will read the mind and not say, people are really stingy, and some thoughts are just thinking about it, and they will be angry.

However, there are advantages to fewer people, so Xia Ze was alone on the ferry and began to slowly walk and box.

By coincidence, the boxing book given by Li You, the hammer, the palm, the plough cannon, the tiger climbed the mountain, fought while walking, and the robe vibrate.

One move and one style, solid, so it attracted a lot of people who were drinking outside the house to watch the scenery around the boxing.

Before Xia Ze went out, he attached that skin to his face and changed his appearance, so no one recognized him, just a young man who had just come out of the rivers and lakes and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, boxing here for recreation.

Xia Ze turned a deaf ear to the noisy sounds in his ears, and silently punched, at first it was just a mechanical fist swing, and the steps were as heavy as pouring sand and stones, so some good people wanted to step forward and give advice.

"Boy, you can't practice like this, your pace and breath must be coherent, you can't just use brute force, your strength must flow from a few key tricks, if you only practice external force, you will be strong and healthy when you are young, but when you are old, you will be branded with many diseases, and you will not be able to go far." A martial artist stepped forward with a smile.

Xia Ze still turned a deaf ear, and immediately threw a fierce slap, and the sound of air explosions bursted.

Immediately attracted applause from all sides, but the martial artist seemed to be worried that Xia Zekong would practice his boxing strength and hurt the origin of the martial artist, so he took a step forward, wanting to grab the young man's wrist, straighten his fist, and then guide the trick of luck.

Unexpectedly, the moment the martial artist grabbed the young man's wrist, he was suddenly taken out by the young man's punch, and the whole person fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

Everyone laughed again, laughing at this martial artist for being a good teacher, but it turned out to be an embroidered pillow, and he was embarrassed and embarrassed.

And the martial artist was lying on the ground, his face stunned, as if he had lost his soul. After a while, he stood up with a flushed face, looked at the young man and was suddenly afraid, and no longer dared to regard him as an ordinary martial arts boy.

Xia Ze turned his head, arched his hand towards the kind martial artist, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, I'm just practicing for fun, just for fun, not against others."

The martial artist had a complicated expression, nodded in fear, and said, "That's good, that's good, in that case, I won't disturb your boxing practice, and I will leave......

Takeo turned his head and left, running away without a trace.

Everyone burst into hearty laughter again, what did the martial artist say when he left just now? Predecessor? is a young man who has not yet reached the age of the crown, even if it is to save face, he should not tell this kind of lie.

The boy still punched, and the crowd watched for a while, and when there was no freshness, they dispersed and went to the tavern to drink.

Xia Ze sneered, remembering the embarrassment of the previous martial artist, in fact, he had no ill will towards the martial artist, and even thanked him a little for his kindness, but he had punched with external forces before, and gradually entered a certain artistic conception, and he was completely forgetful, fortunately he stopped in time, otherwise the martial artist might not be only

It's as simple as falling a dog and eating, and it's more likely to break your muscles and bones for a hundred days.

But this is good, it can be regarded as invisible, to give this kind-hearted martial artist a warning, walking in the rivers and lakes, good people may not be able to meet good-hearted people, and casual heart-to-heart communication with people may lead to trouble.

After no one was watching, Xia Ze continued to box.

Forgetting what you have learned is like a three-year-old toddler stumbling, but it also has the advantage of being able to pick out some subtle mistakes little by little and correct them in time.

After about seventy times of punching, Xia Ze changed his previous brute force, his pace was unhurried, and as his fist progressed, the fist intent behind him finally came up.

Xia Ze didn't want to attract attention, and deliberately let the several major points be restricted, so that these fierce fist intents were like gurgling water, and the flow speed was slow, but if there was a martial artist present, he could feel the heavy pressure like a waterfall falling.

From midnight to the beginning of dawn, Xia Ze practiced boxing three thousand, not that he could pursue speed, but as the number of punches he made increased, his punches became more accurate, full of punching intent, and finally punched three thousand times overnight.

In the east, a touch of fish belly white, a golden light tore through the night, and when I looked up, there were only a few scattered stars lingering.

He stopped, looked to the east again, and exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the sweat that was locked in his body suddenly soaked his clothes.

Maybe this set of boxing techniques is really as Mu Tao said, it is a set of ordinary boxing techniques, and now as his realm climbs, it is difficult to be as sore as before.

Practicing boxing is to endure hardships, and Xia Ze firmly believes that only by doing his best can he be qualified to obey the destiny of heaven.

He turned his head and suddenly noticed a familiar figure in a corner.

Sijun sat on a certain step, covered with a garment, folded his hands on his knees, and fell asleep.

Xia Ze wondered, "I don't know what Miss Sijun is doing here? Didn't you come out last night to watch this change and fall asleep?"

He was hesitating whether to wake up Sijun, but he saw the woman in front of him suddenly wake up, rubbed his eyes and said, "Young Master Xia, I ...... it."

"Miss Sijun, why are you here? Why don't you go into the house and sleep, in case you catch a cold......" Xia Ze asked.

Sijun smiled embarrassedly and said, "Look at my memory, I originally wanted to inform Xia Gongzi that after the Sui Han ferry sailed out of the Ethereal Continent, there would be a rare opportunity."

"Serendiity? What chance?" Xia Ze wondered.

The girl nodded.

"With a dragon rod, you can catch the magic weapon left in the sea. This realm was originally an ancient battlefield, where countless immortals fought and fell.......

"The faint pain in the wrist is a sign that it is going to be broken again, which hand will be broken, it's so tangled."