There were few people on the ship, and only Qiu Shaohu stood on the deck alone in the early morning, looking at the vast sea and sky in the distance.

The next place to go is Chaomen City, the most prosperous port in the south of Zhaoguo. Now I am riding a thousand-mile boat built by Zhaoguo, even if there is no wind and no sails, with the power of the machine, it can still move forward quickly, of course, the so-called "thousands of miles a day" is inevitably exaggerated.

Qiu Shaohu sat on the bow of the boat, watching himself get closer and closer in the direction of the western continent, and the starlight of the morning sun seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

Legend has it that the more remote you are, the closer you are to the stars in the sky, and when you reach the edge of the world, you can cross the boundary between the sea and the sky and fly out of the world.

In the past, Qiu Shaohu would still think that this was nonsense, but now he thinks that maybe all this is true. Because the place he just left not long ago is the "Immortal Island of the World" that is rumored in the world.

There, there is always the most intense starlight. The stars that were originally out of reach floated around people one by one, filled with a layer of light.

But it still belongs to the "earthly world", not the "other side" that many people have in mind.

The compass hanging around his neck suddenly trembled, and Qiu Shaohu was surprised to see an old book flying out of the compass space and falling into Qiu Shaohu's hand, and the cover was shining.

When he was a child, he had no intention of getting a strange book, and this time Qiu Shaohu tried to see if he could turn it now, but he never thought that he had just turned the first page, and when he touched the page, it turned into dust and scattered. Qiu Shaohu was slightly startled, and then saw that the starlight of the entire book turned into a flame, and all the pages were wiped out, leaving only the last bit of fragments.

The old rice paper, yellowed in color, is dotted with various colors of pen and ink. The strange thing is that although there is only the same black, none of the dots are the same, and each has its own form. Not only the characteristics of each one, but also the route that represents the direction of each point is clearly reflected on the tough paper, so that people can guess their respective directions at a glance.

It is as if the starry sky is depicted in a single picture, extending the infinite vastness and majesty with a limited edge. The fly in the ointment is that there is only such a little bit left in this drawing, and only a corner of the original vast starry sky remains.

From the Reflecting Star Stone, it obtained enough vitality to restore the origin before it was displayed in front of Qiu Shaohu in its true face.

"Is this a star map?" Qiu Shaohu guessed.

On the star map, there is no heaven and earth, there are no eight directions, and what you see on all sides is a dim light, floating with dim colors, as if countless nebulae are generated, changing into particles composed of many lights, floating like dust around you, but you can't catch or drive them away. There is nothing up and down, as if floating in the dark sea, you can only go with the flow.

In the boundless darkness, a few points of light are the most conspicuous, and the corners they form cannot support the entire sky, but the composition of many galaxies has been perfected. The stars can also be subdivided into three, and each region is divided and connected to each other, forming a whole star field.

"The stars are divided into nine fields, each performing its own duties, and this area has Jiaosu, Disu, and Kangsu, so it is-Juntian."

Qiu Shaohu recognized that this was the area that belonged to the central constellation.

At the same time, I can also feel that in the depths of my consciousness, the place called the "origin" by the immortals, there is also a faint starry sky, echoing it from afar.

From then on, this was the foundation of his cultivation, entering the Tao with the stars of the Jun Tian and stepping into the ninefold of the Dao.

And in the star map, there was a floating spirit of the ruffian being sucked away, and everything that the other party experienced suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Shaohu's eyes.

Countless starlights pierced through the darkness, climbed through the haze, and threw themselves into the shape of the droplets. Like evaporated rain, in an instant, it turned into countless fragments, filling Qiu Shaohu's entire vision and turning it into a visible picture.

What Qiu Shaohu was particularly concerned about was that during the period when the ruffian also lived in Yundi Village, it was the people in Yundi Village who rescued him, brought the ruffian back to the village, and healed his injuries. The ruffian was grateful and decided to stay here for the time being. So far, everything seems to be in good shape.

And through the other party's perspective, Qiu Shaohu also saw a very important person, that was a woman, with a tall figure, with a very high prestige among everyone, just like the leader of this village, protecting them all.

"Sister Mu Fang......" Qiu Shaohu muttered to himself.

In addition to her own memories, after all, she can only see her again with the help of other people's memories, even if it is unprecedented real in front of her, it is false after all.

Especially after that, the picture in front of me became that the ruffians colluded with outsiders, and Yundi Village was killed and injured. Blood and flames, only he survived, and since then he has been in the wilderness of the snowy mountains, struggling to survive. It wasn't until a year later in the barren mountains that I met another person again.

Qiu Shaohu's fists were slowly clenched, and his eyes were like wolves.

……

In the early morning on the land of Lizhou, several figures appeared like lightning, and the momentum was overwhelming. They wore the same pale green fairy robes, and the wide cuffs were embroidered with the image of a deer and a beast representing justice. The leader is magnificent, and his solemn expression makes the aura here a little calmer.

"Senior brother, here...... Nothing, are we looking for the wrong thing? The other disciples searched and said timidly to the leader. They have lived abroad for a long time, and they are not accustomed to many things in this world.

"Calm down! You still don't know why we're here? Senior Brother Meng Chen looked at the junior disciples who were still confused, and said in a deep voice: "Qiu Shaohu, who was brought to the island by Master Pian Mo two years ago, suddenly took advantage of Master Pian Mo's retreat the day before yesterday to say goodbye. I'm waiting for the Hedgehog Hall to take charge of the disciples on the island on Forgetless Island, so naturally we have to find him this time and get to the bottom of all the investigations! ”

"Senior brother, there is movement in the previous book." Another disciple held a large book half a man in his hand, and an old face appeared in the book, with an eternal mystery.

"Master Wanyin." Meng Chen took the lead, and the others immediately saluted the images in the book. This person is the head of the three elders of Forgetless Island and the oldest Master Wanyin.

This time, they came here, and they all relied on the guidance of Master Wanyin.

"To the west, go to the place where the stars are fighting—Chaomen." The vicissitudes of life made it clear where they were going next.

……

On the mainland, among the mountains next to the coastal Chaomen City, a pavilion is particularly conspicuous.

The Lingchuan Sect is here, it is a small immortal sect, and it usually lives in seclusion here, with few worldly worries.

At this time, the head of the Lingchuan Sect was in charge, and it stands to reason that it was time to meditate every day, but at this time, there was a letter beside him, and he was silent.

"Master, what's going on?" The Taoist boy who served by his side was curious.

"It's fine," Zhu Lai said, "People who have their own accidents will go, and I am also surprised by the honorable teacher." ”

"Who will make the boss lose his temper?" Dao Tong was even more puzzled.

"This letter is from Master Mercy on the Island of Forgetfulness."

Hearing the words "Forgetless Island", Dao Tong immediately showed a respectful gesture, and then listened to Zhu Lai say: "Master Lianmo told me that a young man left Forgetful Island and was coming here, named Qiu Shaohu. ”

"What is the origin of that guy named Qiu Shaohu?"

"He was brought back to the island two years ago by Master Mercy, whose origins are unknown, and who was taken in by a village when he was a teenager, and then was killed and the village was slaughtered. He was the only one left to live in the snow-capped mountains, using ice and snow as a companion and competing with wild beasts for food, so that he could barely survive. A year later, he was discovered by Master Mercy and brought him back to the Isle of Forgetfulness. ”

"He is young, he suffers, and he survives with perseverance, just listening to his experience is legendary enough." Dao Tong nodded and said.

After Master Mercy brought him back, he tried to use the method of Qing Xiu to heal his past pain. But he was bent on revenge, and during this period, Lianmo also took him to travel outside the island several times, but after all, he couldn't change his heart. Therefore, after a few years, Master Mercy Mo did not accept him as an apprentice after all, nor did he teach him any magical powers. ”

"Although he has a ruthless heart, his nature is unwavering, and he must be an outstanding person. Master Lianmo never accepted him as an apprentice, but always took him with him, and I think he had other expectations for him. Dao Tong continued.

"So I don't know how to deal with him." Zhu Lai put down the letter, "The Daomen is pure, and it can't wipe out the rebellion on him." But Master Mercy Mo has a very good relationship with us, and it is not a way to be hospitable to turn us away, alas, ......"

"I understand, Master," Daotong understood what the Master meant, "We are a Qing Sect, and we should not observe any red tape, but we still have to be bothered by worldly friendships and entertainment. ”

What the disciple said was so to the point, Zhu Lai could only smile bitterly.

Just as he was about to explain, there was a large number of noisy footsteps outside the pavilion, as if many people were rushing towards him.

At the same time, a majestic voice said loudly outside: "On the orders of Shangfeng, no one in the Lingchuan Sect is allowed to enter or leave without permission, stay here, and wait for the next step." From now on, we will be responsible for all matters for the time being, and there will be no mistakes. If there is a violation, the punishment will be severe! ”

With an unquestionable command.

Zhu Lai was taken aback, and pushed the door out with the Taoist boy, seeing that there were countless armor guards outside the door, and a young man wearing a dragon python swallow suit was in the center, looking arrogant.

"Excuse me, what is your intention?" Zhu Lai put the dust and asked tentatively.

"I don't know, we are just acting on orders, supervising the affairs of various sects, and I hope that the head of the sect will not be embarrassed by this official." This official was extremely strict-mouthed, and he didn't spit out a word except for official words.

"The Lingchuan Sect has never had anything to do with the official court, so dare to ask you, whose order was it?" Lingchuan Zong has not had a deep relationship with the world, but now there are people who come to the door in the name of the imperial court, and even if Zhu Lai has been cultivating for many years, he can't help but be treated like this.

The Yanfu official raised his eyes and said coldly:

"Zhaoguo, Fu Shendu!"