Volume 2 A Journey of 10,000 Miles Forty-eight, the opposite of each other
The vast ocean, the huge ships like mountains in the harbor, have also become small.
A gust of sea breeze blows, and Wei Shu wakes up from a brief dream. The great ship had been sailing for ten days, and Weishu had been lying on this rudder for ten days.
Wei Shu's worst fear did not happen, and his right arm regained consciousness, like thousands of blunt knives cutting every inch of flesh on his right arm, but this made Wei Shu ecstatic, the pain meant that his right arm was still saved.
Half of the 12 true veins of a cultivator are related to the arm, and if he loses his right arm, there is no way to talk about his future cultivation.
The icy sea water was a pain reliever, and Wei Shu put his right arm on the side of the rudder every day, letting the waves wash away.
A spectacle appeared behind the giant ship, and the school of fish stretched for miles, following the huge ship as if the giant ship was dragging a black wake. The spectacle attracted the seafarers to gather at the stern of the ship to watch, knowing that the fish had always avoided the ship in the past, a sight that even the oldest crew members had never seen.
Fortunately, the rudder of the giant ship was under the tail string, and the book was not discovered by them.
Countless small fish surrounded Wei Shu's arm, pecking from time to time, but it could relieve a lot of pain. When he arrived at the treasure elephant, Wei Shu was sure to ask Mo Lao Ghost if he was the reincarnation of Tang Seng and why did he attract the joy of beasts so much......
There are signs of recovery in the right arm, which makes Wei Shu's heart feel great, this sea is full of water aura, if you don't practice, it's a pity.
In the past few days, Wei Shu has been thinking about the root cause of his repeated injuries, the opponent is admittedly not weak, but Wei Shu does not have strong means is fundamental, if he can refine the three yin and three veins of the hand, he can be in harmony with the three yang and three veins of the hand, and realize the internal breath, the important thing is that he can practice a spell that Wei Shu has coveted for a long time - Shui Dun!
More than ten days passed, and the burnt skin of the right arm began to crack, and the skin that was slowly growing under it could be faintly seen, and the pain had disappeared, replaced by a strange itch like thousands of ants crawling over......
For three whole months, Wei Shu spent most of his day meditating and cultivating the Fusion Sea Heart Method, occasionally catching some sea fish when he was hungry, and as for the bait, it was the charred flesh that fell off his right arm......
This kind of cultivation can be said to be extremely boring, that is, Wei Shu is used to loneliness, and he will drive people crazy without saying a word for these three months.
The giant ship finally landed, and Wei Shu dived to the dock only to find that there were still thousands of miles away from the treasure elephant, so he had to dive back to the giant ship again.
The Treasure Elephant Sect is eight thousand miles away from Feiyun, and based on the speed of the giant ship, it should have arrived a long time ago.
When he left Feiyun, it was still the height of summer, and now the cold wind made Wei Shu shiver, and the originally tame aquatic aura began to gradually rage, but the ship had been moving zigzag against the cold wind, and he didn't know where it was going.
At this time, Wei Shu also knew that he had bought the wrong "ferry ticket", that treasure elephant was like spring all year round, how could it be in such a bitter cold place, the only thing to be thankful for was that the three yin and three veins of the hand had been refined, and the art of water escape was beckoning to Wei Shu.
The tail rudder creaked in the icy waters, and the swing suddenly became frequent, and as a veteran crew member who had sailed for half a year, Wei Shu knew that it was finally time to land.
The appearance of these vicious birds on the coast made Wei Shu jump with excitement, and at this moment Wei Shu could understand how excited Daddy Barna was when they saw Hashinko.
Continuously sailing on the sea, Rao is has an endless stream of water aura to cultivate, and Wei Shu has also made up his mind that no matter where this is, he will leave, and if he sails again, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not return to Feiyun Island......
The huge ship slowly approached the shore under the guidance of two small boats, and in front of it must be a small port in the middle of nowhere, and the dock was full of ignorant villagers, "I really don't know!" Wei Shu said.
The crew disembarked in turn, and Wei Shu changed into the only thin robe left in the Qiankun ring, which was "borrowed" from the last docking.
Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the crew to slip onto the ship from the other side, Wei Shushu hung at the end of the crew in a dignified manner, but why did these people hang their heads?
"Dare to ask Uncle, how far is the Treasure Elephant Sect from here?" This man is burly, dressed in a short black robe, with an angular face and sharp eyes like an eagle, presumably among these ignorant villagers, Wei Shu saw this person at a glance, and walked straight over and asked.
"Baoxiang Sect?" the man was stunned by Wei Shu's question, and then laughed, "This is Wuping, Baoxiang is not far from here, fifteen thousand miles away, haha!"
Damn! Why is there so much deviation? Wei Shu is extremely angry, why did this huge ship come here with the word "treasure elephant" clearly written on it?
Looking back at the giant ship, Wei Shu was completely dumbfounded, the huge word "Wuping" was written on the side chord of the giant ship, and the two sides of the hull were written differently, this ship was from Baoxiang to Wuping......
How good is this, I have to wait for the next ship to go to the treasure elephant.
It was even colder here than on the sea, and a cold wind blew, and Wei Shu, who was dressed in a single coat, couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Wei Shu, who seemed to have lost his soul, arched his hand at the man and wanted to leave, but he didn't want to be grabbed by the back collar and picked it up......
This person has a lot of strength, Wei Shu is difficult to break free, just wanted to condense the water sword, when he saw four black-clothed people leaning over, his breath was not weaker than Wei Shu, so Wei Shu instantly gave up his intention to resist.
"Tie it up!" The man behind him glanced at the Qiankun ring on Wei Shu's hand, snorted lightly, threw Wei Shu to the ground, and the four of them rushed up and tied Wei Shu firmly, and one of them also stuffed a rag into Wei Shu's mouth.
Before he could say the word "...... mistakenly", Wei Shu was thrown onto a carriage......
The small carriage was in a long convoy of wagons, crammed with a dozen people, but it was much warmer.
Wei Shu pushed out the rags in his mouth with his tongue and spit out hard, fortunately, this person is not professional enough, what's the use of just stuffing the cloth and not removing his chin?
The dozen or so people were all crew members, and as the carriage jolted, they chatted energetically without much worry.
Through their words, Wei Shu finally figured out the situation, right now Wuping is at war with Keqin, and the person who captured them is a member of the Keqin War Department, and the Keqin War Department only controlled the port a few days ago, and this huge ship crashed into it, and the cargo must not be saved.
However, Keqin is an ally of Jiuyou, and he is also one of the largest sects in the world, so he will not embarrass them as ordinary seamen.
Wei Shu's heart also let go, he was nothing more than taking a tailwind boat, and there was no reason for Keqin people to embarrass themselves.
After a little relaxation, Wei Shu noticed that the scenery here was very different from that of the outlying islands, with patches of withered yellow weeds scattered on the dark red earth, tall conifers on the side of the road still green in the cold wind, and the houses on the vast plains were extremely sparse, and they were all wooden, maintaining the color of logs, perhaps because of the proximity to the battlefield, it was difficult to see people along the way.
"Get off!" After an hour, the carriage finally stopped, and the crowd was driven down.
Dozens of huge gray tents are surrounded by wooden fences, and horse-drawn wagons are parked next to them.
This is the Keqin military camp.