Heaven and earth give birth to man, get a glimpse of creation, and get a glimpse of heaven.

Heavenly opportunities are leaked in the world, chaotic heaven and earth, disordered luck, and variables.

Some people go against the sky, they are spiritual, they take luck, and they transform their bodies, which is called cultivation.

Although there are few practitioners, they all have their own order.

Some huddle together for warmth, some are born according to the strong, some walk hand in hand, and some carry the younger generations, forming large and small forces, with clear warp and weft, and each has its own contacts, and there is nothing to do with each other.

Same as mortal but also different.

Cultivation knows no borders, Kyushu is vast, the world is north, and practitioners are all over the world, so it is inevitable that they will learn from each other.

Those with high means can travel thousands of miles a day, but those with low means can not really travel thousands of miles, starting with a single step, after all, there is not so much time to consume, so each has its own means, called ferry.

There are two most famous ferries.

One is the Kun boat.

The second is the Peng ship.

Kun is a type of fish.

Peng, is a kind of bird.

Someone once said that the Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is.

Of course, Kun boat and Peng boat are not these two things, nor are they the same thing, let alone one swimming in the water and the other flying in the sky.

Rather, one flies in the sky, and the other swims in the turbulence of space.

Peng boat is a spiritual weapon flying in the sky, which can travel thousands of miles a day, and can be met at a fixed ferry port for a day, and the brand needs to be pre-sold in advance before boarding.

Kunchuan is the latter, which can travel tens of millions of miles across states in a day, and this "tens of millions of miles" is by no means an empty finger. However, the Kun boat is rare, and the cost is very huge, usually only once in half a year to take the opportunity, and it costs a lot of money to get the brand.

Ning Junxi was now standing on a Peng boat, leaning on the railing, sticking his feet out of the boat, hanging in the air and shaking.

The furball and the little monster walked in two opposite directions on the railing, and when they reached a certain distance, they retreated, and then continued walking, enjoying themselves.

The Peng boat flew very smoothly, especially the ban on the outside of the Peng boat isolated the cold wind outside the ship, and it was not afraid of the sky and the earth, and the cold wind was hard to endure.

It was already two days ago when I left Yuncuo Village.

That day, after Ning Junxi said goodbye to Yun Chen, he went to find the few people who had been making noise in the crowd the night before. did not talk politely and politely, but went straight to the point.

Later, after knowing that these people were just Lin Xiao's lackeys, he found out Long Teng's senior brother and handed them over to Kurosawa to deal with.

Kurosawa didn't kill them, he just scared them.

Then, Ning Junxi instructed Hei Ze to just take care of the Yunchen family in his face, and there was no need to deliberately, after Li Qiubai returned to the Sea Temple, he followed Li Qiubai and left.

As for Yun Zhuang's matter, he didn't mention it again.

Li Qiubai will naturally save if he wants to save it, if he doesn't want to save it, he reminds Li Qiubai ten times and eight times to forget it.

Ning Junxi was just a little sorry, he said that he would carry the burden together, but in the end, it was he who picked it first.

After that, Li Qiubai didn't know where to conjure up two Peng boat numbers, and the two of them got on this Peng boat.

There are spirit gathering arrays in the rooms inside the Peng ship, which is a good means for cultivators to improve their cultivation, and it is rare to have such a big deal in other places, so there are not many people on the deck.

In addition to Ning Junxi, there was only a couple of whispering in the corner, a young man sitting on the railing eating bananas not far away, and a middle-aged man with a sword behind the young man.

The boy who ate the banana was obviously very interested in the furball, and had teased the furball with the banana several times, but the furball didn't feel the banana, and he took care of him at first, but now he just looked at him with disgust, and then he didn't have this person.

The mob is very interested in the banana, but the furball won't let it pass, otherwise the furball will give the mob a saliva.

After the banana eater rolled his eyes a few times, it seemed that the sword uncle next to him couldn't stand it anymore, so he lowered his head and whispered a few words from the young man, and the young man's eyes lit up and nodded vigorously.

It's just that the next moment, his face became sad again, and his two eyebrows were almost tangled together.

After a long time, the boy finally made up his mind, looked up and shouted, "Hey, that white-haired guy!"

Ning Junxi raised his head and glanced at him lightly, and the rude guy turned to leave.

The hairball picked up the little monster and consciously climbed up Ning Junxi's shoulder.

"Hey, don't go. The young man hurriedly threw the banana in his hand to the middle-aged man beside him, jumped off the railing, and tried to catch up and stop him.

It's just that the next moment, he saw that the guy who was not very white and the two chickens and cats that were not very white disappeared in place.

The young man paused suddenly, blinked, turned his head and asked the people around him, "Disappeared?"

The middle-aged man who looked a little silly holding a bunch of bananas nodded earnestly.

"Yes...... But ......" The boy was a little dumbfounded.

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and said, "If the young master wants to practice, he can catch up quickly." ”

The young man rubbed his face, took the banana back, held it in his arms, peeled a banana very quickly, took a bite, and said lazily, "I'm too tired from practice, I'll eat my banana." ”

After saying that, he jumped back on the railing, continued to eat the banana, and then gave the middle-aged man one back.

The middle-aged man looked helpless.

......

The Northern Barbarians, also known as the Land of Heavenly Forsaken.

It is called Heavenly Abandonment because after passing the Ten Thousand Tombs, the aura between heaven and earth will suddenly thin, so that the natural environment is terrible, not to mention the lack of resources, and even cultivators cannot practice here.

However, this is not to say that there are no cultivators in the land of the Northern Barbarians, on the contrary, there are countless cultivators who come here every year, or in other words, all the cultivators who may become famous will come to visit the Northern Barbarians.

Because, there is a sword-casting platform in Beiban.

The sword-casting platform, as the name suggests, is a high platform for striking iron.

It's just that the sword-casting platform is the high platform of iron-striking in the sword-casting villa.

And in the Sword Casting Villa, there are the top casters in the world.

Therefore, the sword-casting platform is very famous, and there is even no second place called the sword-casting platform in this world.

The wind and clouds are whirling, and the yellow sand is desert.

The wind and sand stopped, the clouds were light and the sky was bright, and a quaint manor was gradually revealed, and the four words on the manor plaque: Casting Sword Villa.

A sword light fell down the clouds, and happened to fall in front of the quaint manor, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man in gray.

The middle-aged man stood tall and his voice was loud, "Emei is solid, I am here to visit." ”

With the middle-aged man as the center of the circle, the sound seemed to ripple in circles.

After a while, the main entrance of the manor slowly opened.

No one came out, but an old voice came from afar.

"Nangong Shen is honored, please!"

"Thank you!" the middle-aged man bowed and strode into the manor.

Still nowhere to be seen.

There was silence all around.

The gate of the manor slowly closed again.

The wind and sand were howling, and gradually the whole manor could no longer be seen clearly.