Qi Ci recuperated in the town's hospital for a few days, and in order to appease him, Huo Rendong played a flute song much more proficiently.

A few days later, they set out and began to move westward. Although Qi Ci didn't say specifically, it was revealed from the few words that the destination seemed to be an independent village.

Huo Rongdong only felt: God, mysterious.

But the distance of this village really opened her eyes: on the other side of the continent.

To get to the far west of the continent, they need to cross a wide ocean. This sea area stretches for tens of millions of miles, and is the largest sea in the world, like a moat, splitting the continents on the east and west sides in half, and it is forbidden to go back and forth.

The sea is turbulent, there are ancient beasts in life, and there is a perennial fog on the sea. If you don't use a long-distance flying magic weapon, even an ordinary teleportation array can't penetrate the sea area.

Immortal cultivators were helpless, not to mention ordinary mortals like Huo Rendong, who had never known what was on the other side of the sea in their entire lives.

According to their usual habits, Huo Rongdong thought that Qi Ci would fly over, but he didn't expect him to take her to a port.

"The Lucheng route, the last departure of this month, all fellow Daoists, please hurry up and get on the ship!"

"I want a second-class ticket."

A huge cloud boat was moored on the pier, and a large flag printed with the words "Baiyujing Huimeng" was unfurled.

There were several wooden ladders at the bow of the ship, dozens of laborers sweating and carrying goods, and many travelers in different clothes lined up to board the ship.

It's not that Huo Rongdong has never been on a boat, but he has never seen such a huge one. She followed behind Qi Ci, and waited until she took a few steps closer before she realized that something was wrong.

- The hull of this boat is actually suspended in the air!

The wooden raft of the behemoth floats in the air in a magical way, with a few small wings in the front and back of the boat, and a few small wings on the left and right sides of the boat, flickering and fanning in mid-air, like some amazing creation.

Huo Rongdong's shocked mouth couldn't close.

Seeing her appearance, Qi Ci chuckled: "Like it so much? ”

"Childe, this ship can fly into the sky!"

"Naturally, is it still running underground?"

Huo Honeysuckle: Ah-

Yunzhou, as the name suggests, is a big boat that can walk in the clouds, it is a super-large flying magic weapon, the refining means are immeasurable, and it requires a huge amount of materials, and now there are only ten cloud boats like this in the entire Xiuxian Continent, all of which belong to the jurisdiction of the Baiyujing Alliance.

Qi Ci looked at the monks who were queuing up to get on the boat, and said flatly: "With the cloud boat crossing the ocean, the original trip of several months can be shortened to a few days, and it is most convenient to go to the extreme west of the continent." ”

But looking at his expression, Huo Rongdong always felt that Qi Ci was not particularly happy.

There are two types of seat tickets and deck tickets on the cloud boat, which are first class and second class, and Qi Ci naturally took her to sit in the cabin.

The interior of the cloud boat is a large interconnected cabin, which is divided by wooden planks into small rooms, which is semi-open, with a total of three floors.

They came to the small room according to the instructions of the ferry ticket, the interior was fully furnished and beautifully decorated, and there were two young disciples who were attracted to the body as attendants at the door of the large cabin.

Seeing Qi Ci sitting down, the little disciples offered the spirit tea fruit, although it was not a treasure, but it was also proper and courteous.

Qi Ci squinted and sat on the wooden couch in the small room, and Huo Rendong drank tea beside him.

Adhering to the virtue of diligence and thrift, even if there is only one piece of spiritual tea in it, the aroma and taste of this pot of tea surpasses any ordinary tea, and Huo Rendong drinks it deliciously.

In the fragrance of tea, which contains a faint spirituality, she asks about this destination.

Qi Ci said casually: "Lucheng is a relatively prosperous place in the extreme western continent, and it is famous for domesticating demon beasts, so you can take a stroll this way." ”

As the two of them were talking, there was a sudden knock on the wooden wall outside the room.

When the visitors entered, they saw a man and a woman, among whom the woman was very beautiful and had a "leisurely and elegant" tea tasting.

The person who came had a few guesses, and then saluted with a smile: "Zhang Yue, the junior Longhumen, today Sansheng is fortunate to be in the same boat with Zhenjun, and I have come to pay respects." Oh yes, this is our Longhumen specialty of the seven-fried Poria tea, sweet and fragrant, it helps to restore consciousness, I hope Zhenjun and the fairy like it......"

Half of Huo Rendong's face was hidden behind the curling tea mist, and his hand holding the teacup stiffened when he heard the words.

However, if you are in the same boat, how can you say that you are lucky to have three lives?

When they got on the boat, they also came up in an ordinary way, and Qi Ci didn't even put on a real monarch's stand, but he didn't expect to be noticed.

The monk didn't say much, put down the tea leaves, and left.

After he left, six or seven people came to worship one after another, and the words overflowing with beauty in their mouths were all kinds of and indiscriminate, and there were even those who wanted to stop the furnace and come over to make friends.

Qi Ci sat with his eyes down and didn't open his mouth from beginning to end, and he didn't respond to this kind of greetings in vain.

It's just that in the face of his cold face, those who came up were not discouraged.

A Jindan monk, he is still so young, and the future of the Great Dao is immeasurable. Let's not mention what sect he comes from, whether he can give himself the help of cultivating immortals, even if he is familiar with his face and has a good fate, it is a good thing that is not a loss.

Therefore, these people are desperate to leave the gifts, even if Qi Ci doesn't look at them at all.

The middle-aged monk who came over with only the furnace was originally full of confidence, but when he saw Huo Rongdong beside Qi Ci, he knew that he had been pitted by other people on the boat.

only said that there was a young Jin Dan, but he didn't say that he had a female companion!

His eyes flickered, and he said flatteringly: "Yes, Zhenjun already has such a stunning beauty around him, how can he look down on such a vulgar fan." ”

"However, the maid who has the right to sprinkle and sweep is still enough, and please don't dislike it and accept the person."

He waved his hand, and the young woman who followed him with a low brow stepped forward and stood respectfully in the corner, and she looked up and glanced quietly.

This glance made Huo Rendong's face turn red, and then turned white.

Where else do you not understand, this person thinks that she is a woman who is Qi Ci.

After the monk respectfully retired, Qi Ci keenly noticed that Huo Rendong's mood was not right.

He didn't know what the girl was thinking, he simply thought that she was annoyed by being disturbed, so he raised his hand and set up an enchantment to prevent the idlers from bothering him again.

As for the woman who was sent over as a furnace, her cultivation was only to attract qi into her body, which was even worse than Huo Rendong, and her appearance could only be regarded as delicate, and she stood next to her with her head bowed.

Qi Ci didn't look at her, and said coldly, "Go out." ”

He was full of majesty when his face was expressionless, and the woman's face was terrified and pale. But in the end, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Jindan Zhenjun, so he had to bow respectfully and retreat.

Huo Rendong looked at the woman's slender and thin back, and remembered that he had been arrested and taken to the Zhou family, where the monks used mortal women as furnaces, so that they would die and be sick.

In the Xuandao, if a man or a woman has not lost their first chastity, they call it "Yuan Yin" and "Yuan Yang", these two things contain majestic power and are quite important for the cultivation of the original owner.

Correspondingly, there are "true yin" and "true yang", which are the origin of yin and yang in the human body. If "Yuan Yin" and "Yuan Yang" are buds, "True Yin" and "True Yang" are roots.

Even those who have three wives and four concubines in the mortal world have never lost their true yang, and once they lose, ordinary mortals will be cold and sick, and they will not live for a few years. The women in Zhou City who were arrested to be the furnace were all weak and sick, and even died a lot, because they were robbed of the true yin.

And in the cultivation realm, if a strong woman and a man are regarded as a furnace, it is very harmful for a woman, and it is impossible to do so until a desperate situation as a last resort.

Either you can't run or you can't run.

Thinking about it like this, Huo Rongdong felt that the woman was very pitiful.

Qi Ci observed her for a long time, as if she had finally seen something, and said, "Don't feel sorry for that woman, this kind of female cultivator with extremely poor qualifications has a difficult path. Many of them will choose to cling to the great cultivators, seeking glory for a year and a half, so that they will not be replenished to death, and if they are lucky, they can continue to cultivate. ”

Huo Rongdong became even more uncomfortable after hearing this.

She suddenly didn't want to face Qi Ci, so she stood up: "Childe, I'll go out and have a look." ”

It was very lively outside the cabin, and a few casual cultivators with second-class tickets gathered on the deck to talk and laugh, and when they saw her come out, they all cast surprised and curious eyes.

But they still remembered that she came up with Jin Dan Zhenjun, and they didn't dare to be presumptuous for a while.

Huo Rongdong searched around and found the female and male cultivators in a corner where the goods were piled up.

The man was angrily pointing at the woman's nose and scolding, which was not really heard from a distance, but it was probably not a good word.

The woman in the cloth always hung her head and said nothing. The male cultivator looked at her half-dead appearance, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and slapped her hard.

"Useless things, no matter how you send them, I won't be so difficult to do if your qualifications are better!"

"Get out of here for me, don't ask Zhenjun to accept you, just wait for the whole family to sell themselves to pay off the debt!"

With that, the middle-aged male cultivator snorted coldly and turned to leave, leaving the woman alone to stagger in place.

The pain on her face did not disappear, the palm prints on her cheeks quickly swelled, her face and lips were white and bloodless, and she fell back weakly, and she was about to fall into the hard and rough cargo.

At this time, a pair of slender, delicate but powerful arms covered with snow-blue robes caught her.

It's Huo Honeysuckle.

Almost without much thought, her body moved on its own.

The woman is slightly shorter than her, but should be older than her. The thin, lithe body fell into her arms.

The clothes look bright, but the tentacles are rough and of very poor quality, through the thin clothes, Huo Rongdong can feel the woman's rapid heartbeat, and compared to her, it looks so messy and weak, and it can be seen that the qualifications are extremely poor.

She had a pungent smell of fat powder and lacked luster, and her slightly yellowed hair was scattered behind her back, and a few strands of hair touched her wrists, slightly itching her smooth, white, delicate skin.

It felt so strange that she almost wanted to let go.

But she didn't give up.