The night erased the last rays of the sun.

Under the dark starry sky, only a boundless sea remains,

Two rabbits crackled and shiny on the fire, mixed with a tantalizing scent.

"What do we do now?"

A gust of wind blew, and Zhou Youcai leaned closer to the fire.

Li Ping'an threw some dead branches into the fire again, making the fire grow again.

Tear the roasted rabbit leg open and take a big bite.

"Two ways, either wait here for a passing ship to pass by, or make a boat."

Do.. Make a boat? Crossing the sea?

Zhou Youcai felt that this idea was a little too fanciful.

But after thinking about it, Brother Li can settle the situation and calm the turmoil.

What else is impossible.

Li Ping'an said: "Brother Wen and Brother Zhou, the matter of collecting food will be left to you, and it is best to get some food that is convenient for storage."

Lao Niu and I are in charge of making the boat,"

Wen Tao nodded, "Don't worry." ”

Early the next morning.

The sea breeze has a salty flavor that gives it a damp feel.

A ray of sunlight shone down on the lonely island in the vast sea.

On the island, one tree after another fell down.

The drizzle of flying swords shone with a white light.

Li Ping'an sat on a stone and gnawed on the remaining dragon meat.

A more complicated ship, Li Ping'an will not do.

But if it's just a canoe, it's still very good.

Choose a larger tree, cut down the whole tree, and burn it in the middle of the tree.

Wait for the middle to be burned into charcoal, and then dug up into a hollow, so that the canoe is made. ”

But a wooden boat alone is certainly not enough.

Li Ping'an made three in one go.

The three canoes were then connected together with four beams, and the three canoes were firmly united.

"This trip is much more exciting than I imagined."

Li Ping'an sighed while polishing the details of the canoe.

Evergreen Monk Fu has a big life, that guy should be fine.

Zhou Youcai followed Wen Tao to hunt a lot of prey.

After pickling, it is easy to carry.

Seven or eight days passed.

The three of them and one ox finally set off again, rowing three canoes connected together, wandering in the sea.

As the sun sets, it seems that a fire is burning in the sky.

Thick clouds and mist hung in the sky.

Li Ping'an lay on the boat, yawning.

The setting sun fell on the hull of the ship, splashing a rain of light like a brilliant tail.

The days on the canoe are boring.

There was not even a place to stretch his legs, and Wen Tao sometimes jumped off the boat.

Standing on the surface of the sea, he dragged the three wooden boats that were connected together and moved quickly.

Takefu really can't do any spells.

It stands to reason that the six-rank qi practitioner is already able to fly with objects.

Li Ping'an asked Wen Tao if he could fly, and Wen Tao said that he would only jump.

Li Ping'an said that there is less singing and rapping

Wen Tao didn't understand what he meant.

Only the eight-rank peak martial artist can do it against the wind.

It is not easy to concentrate on oneself in order to gain a firm foothold at sea.

Sure enough, there are two sides to everything in the world.

Takefu has a strong physical body and combat effectiveness.

But apart from these two things, they are far behind the qi practitioner in either aspect.

............

The sea spans two continents.

There are many aquariums under it, and the old turtle is one of the many aquariums.

Sometimes, it will also save a few crew members who have fallen into the water or help others to avoid disasters.

It's just that this cultivation has not risen for a long time, and if the cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

It's nothing more than a waste of longevity.

It's a shame that the turtle was born with a long life, otherwise I'm afraid I would have returned to heaven like an old friend by now.

The old turtle was wandering in the sea when he suddenly noticed three small wooden boats on the sea.

The sea is notoriously dangerous, and even the warships of the official family are at risk of being wiped out if they are not careful.

These people dared to sail on the sea in a small boat.

The guts are really fat.

"Good fragrant wine~"

The old turtle smelled the wine, and couldn't help but go up and ask for a drink.

Goo dong goo dong~

The sea moved.

A huge turtle showed its head on the surface of the sea and looked at Li Ping'an.

To be precise, it is the wine gourd on Li Ping'an's waist.

Li Ping'an smiled and reached out to touch its head.

The turtle bowed its head obediently.

"What? Want to drink my wine? ”

The turtle seemed to understand Li Ping'an's words and spit out a few bubbles.

"I can drink it if I want, but I only have the last sip left, and I don't know when I will be able to reach Yunzhou."

Li Ping'an untied the wine gourd and accidentally took out the chivalrous pen.

The turtle was startled and turned around and re-burrowed into the bottom of the sea.

Shivering, he didn't dare to come any closer.

There was a dragon in the sea that made waves.

The saint passed through this place and slew the dragon here.

It is rumored that the dragon led the sea into the air = a hundred zhang high, intending to destroy the saint with the power of the sea.

Who knew that the saint had cut off half of the sea with one stroke.

Although the old turtle had not seen that scene with his own eyes, he had heard his father tell it.

His father warned him repeatedly, and later he met a detour from the study.

You'd better be glad when these guys reason with you.

Because he doesn't reason with you, it means that he is ready to beat you until he agrees with him.

And the old turtle felt that the pen carried a natural and devastating power.

It can't be a Confucian sage, right?

Wrong! Saints are not so easy to meet.

But even if he is not a saint, he is definitely not an ordinary Confucian monk.

"Hey! Brother Turtle, are you still drinking? Li Ping'an shouted.

The old turtle shrank his head, not daring to squeak.

Li Ping'an smiled helplessly, and poured the wine in the wine gourd into the sea water a little.

The old turtle cautiously leaned over and stuck out his tongue to taste it.

Smacked his lips and shook his head, very pleasant.

Good wine, really good wine.

"Brother Turtle, show up."

Hearing the other party's call again, the old turtle poked his head out.

"Old Turtle Qiheng pays a visit to the Immortal Master."

"Immortal master doesn't dare to be." Li Ping'an shook the wine jug, "There is still a small half of it left, and I will give it all to you." ”

“.... Thank you, Immortal Master. ”

The immortals give wine.

This is also a good story.

"Good wine, really good wine."

The old turtle smiled, and saw that Li Ping'an was not only a stinky scholar, but had the air of a stock market on his body.

couldn't help but chat with each other, and they became acquainted with each other after coming and going.

I heard Li Ping'an say that he was going to Yunzhou.

The old turtle took the rope of the canoe to himself and set off for Yunzhou.

This is at least several times faster than before.

A small half sip of wine in exchange for a friend.

Li Ping'an felt that it was worth it.