Zhou Ping opened his eyes and found that he was in a white mist of nothingness.

He touched his back, reached out and shook it in front of his eyes, and was surprised to find that all the wounds on his body were gone.

"Where the hell is this? Am I dead?" Zhou Ping smiled bitterly, sat helplessly in the white mist, and sighed deeply.

He stroked the white mist beside him, don't you say, this thing actually looks like the Zhiyang Xuanqi, the only difference is that the white mist here is not as hot as the Zhiyang Xuanqi.

Just as he was pondering, a melodious harmonica sound came into his ears from afar, and Zhou Ping raised his head in confusion and looked into the depths of the white mist.

"Why, why is this harmonica sound so familiar?" Zhou Ping scratched his head, frowned and said, "Where on earth did I hear this harmonica sound?"

Puzzled, Zhou Ping followed the harmonica sound and walked into the depths of the white mist, but when he reached the end of the white mist, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

An old man in iron armor sat on the threshold, gently knocked his cigarette bag and pot, and beckoned to Zhou Ping with a smile.

Just when Zhou Ping wanted to step forward, a thin boy slowly walked through his body to the old cigarette pouch, looking at the harmonica in the little boy's hand, Zhou Ping was stunned like a sculpture.

Is this kid me? Did the old cigarette pouch give me a steamed bun after listening to my harmonica?

Zhou Ping was shocked to find that he had lost part of his memory, he only remembered the steamed buns given to him by the old tobacco pouch, but he had completely forgotten all about the harmonica and this melody at this time!

"What the hell is going on? Why do I forget that I can play the harmonica?" Zhou Ping patted his head fiercely, and suddenly realized something extremely important! Where is that harmonica, why does Zhou Ping know nothing about the whereabouts of the only thing in this world that can prove his identity?

Just as Zhou Ping frowned and pondered, the scene in front of him gradually turned into a cloud of white mist and disappeared in front of him, as if the purpose of this memory sealed by Zhou Ping at this time was to let him recall the existence of this harmonica and this melody again.

Before Zhou Ping could react, there were bursts of sharp pain on his body, and his originally bright vision gradually became blurred at this time.

"Hmm......" Zhou Ping, who was lying on the kang, groaned, and slowly opened his left eye under the severe pain.

As consciousness gradually returned, the pain became more and more intense, but for Zhou Ping, it was much better than the torture of being soaked in seawater.

"You're awake!" Heiwa heard Zhou Ping's voice and immediately sat down beside him, shouting in surprise, "Grandpa!

Zhou Ping woke up and saw Heiwa sitting next to him, and forced the dryness to squeeze out a word "water ......" from his throat

Heiwa heard his words and immediately got up and scooped a scoop of water from the water tank, Zhou Ping drank it all in one gulp, and the old fisherman who came to Zhou Ping looked at Zhou Ping with an incredulous face, and asked cautiously, "How are you feeling now?"

After drinking some water, Zhou Ping finally regained some strength, he shook his head with a smile at the old fisherman, and said softly, "Don't bother, I will recover soon, and I don't need to invite Lang Zhong to come." ”

The old fisherman saw that Zhou Ping's words were courteous, and a big stone in his heart was also put down, and the old and the young quickly began to talk.

Zhou Ping soon learned that the old fisherman's surname was Yu, the people in the town called him Yu Bo, and his grandson was called Heiwa, and Zhou Ping was rescued by the two at sea on the way home from fishing.

Zhou Ping, who learned all this, pursed his white lips and said gratefully, "If it weren't for Yu Bo's rescue, I'm afraid I would already be a floating corpse at sea now, and your life-saving grace Zhou Ping has written it down, and it will be repaid in the future." ”

As he spoke, Zhou Pingqiang endured the pain of the wound on his back and owed to Uncle Yu slightly, and then held Uncle Yu's hand tightly.

"It doesn't have to be that way. Yu Bo smiled at Zhou Ping and said, "Everyone in life will encounter some difficulties, going out to sea to fish for so many years, seeing someone fall into the sea and ask for help, I will also help, there is no reason to watch a big living person drown in the sea!"

Listening to the old man's simple words, Zhou Ping felt a warm current in his heart, if everyone in the world was so kind, then maybe there would not be so many disputes and wars.

But what Zhou Ping didn't expect was that the warm current flowing through his chest actually contained a breath of supreme yang energy. Could it be...... The righteous qi in Yu Bo's chest attracted Zhou Ping's Yang Xuan Qi?

However, although this power gave Zhou Ping a feeling that was somewhat similar to the Zhiyang Xuanqi, he could clearly feel that the two were not at the same level at all.

If it is said that the Extreme Yang Xuan Qi is strong and scorching, then this power contains the principle of the righteous path, as if it is a combination of the Extreme Yang Xuan Qi and the righteous Qi of heaven and earth!

"It's done! The new yang path is done!" Zhou Ping exclaimed tremblingly, "I actually succeeded!"

Yu Bo on the side looked at Zhou Ping with some puzzlement and asked, "What succeeded?"

Zhou Ping smiled at him and said excitedly, "I change the rules of heaven and earth, thank you Yu Bo! Thanks to you, I can succeed!"

If it weren't for Zhou Ping's serious injuries at this time, he would definitely bow to Bo. It was Yu Bo who made Zhou Ping understand the direction of this path!

In essence, the cultivation path of the new Yang Dao is still based on the Yang Xuan Qi as the basic carrier, but Zhou Ping wants to carry the righteous qi of heaven and earth with this carrier, and transform the righteous path with the righteous qi, and finally achieve a new path of the righteous qi of the Yang Dynasty!

Since today's Yu Bo, who has good thoughts and a righteous heart, can promote Zhou Ping's Tao, then others can do the same, as long as they are righteous people in the world, they can help Zhou Ping, which is the evil place of Zhou Ping as the founder of this path!

After clarifying the success of his path, Zhou Ping gradually calmed down, and asked Yu Bo about his current location and the situation around him, after all, he is now at odds with Lan Youguo, and it would not be good if he brought any trouble to Yu Bo and Heiwa because of him.

According to Yu Bo, the place where they are located is Yunze Island of the Thirty-six Islands in the North Sea, although it is not too far from the hometown of Yuanzhou, but it is not within the sphere of influence of the Blue You Kingdom and the Hanhai Kingdom. After hearing this, Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

There are many islands in the North Sea, among which the 36 largest islands constitute the main land territory of the North Sea, and among the 36 islands, the Hanhai State occupies 13 islands, which is the most powerful country in the North Sea

The Blue Shadow Kingdom followed closely behind, occupying nine islands, and was the most powerful country in the North Sea except for the Hanhai Kingdom.

The remaining fourteen islands were divided between several small countries and powerful pirates from all sides, and Yunze Island, where Zhou Ping was located at this time, was under the rule of the two small countries.

And one of the things that shocked Zhou Ping the most was the location of Yunze Island, if you start from the northernmost point of this island, ten miles away is the place that Zhou Ping wants to reach———— Forbidden Sea!

Maybe this is also fate, what Zhou Ping has to do is to heal his injuries first, although there are ghost sharks around the Forbidden Sea that make all the people in the North Sea smell and change, but this is not a problem for Zhou Ping at all.

His blood can control the orcs and fish that are not intelligent and weaker, if these ghost sharks have spiritual intelligence, then maybe Zhou Ping has nothing to do with them, but they are completely a group of monsters that have no spiritual intelligence and only rely on instinct to drive, under this premise, even if these ghost sharks are too strong Zhou Ping can't control them, but he can at least do it to keep himself from being harmed by them.

At that time, he will be able to search this Jedi until he finds a breakthrough of the North Sea Ice Spirit!

Zhou Ping was in a good mood at this time, and the Beihai Ice Spirit, who had been thinking about it all along, seemed to be in front of his eyes at this time, which made him not excited!

That night, the moon and stars were scarce, Zhou Ping sat in front of the window and quietly looked at the night sky, and began to think about everything since he knew the old cigarette pouch, hoping to find the memories of the harmonica here.

Scenes of memories flashed in Zhou Ping's mind, and the memories of the harmonica could not be found, but instead reminded Zhou Ping of a girl.

He grinned, then let out a long sigh under the bright moon.

Chu Ci, brother misses you.