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More than 18,000 miles to the south from the coast of the South China Sea, there is a large island with a vast area, narrow and regular, shaped like a giant ship on the sea, named "Giant Ship Island", the three peaks on the island are arranged in parallel, the middle is big and the two sides are small, just like the cloud sail of the giant ship, which is named Dayunfan Mountain, Zhongyunfan Mountain, and Xiaoyunfan Mountain respectively.

There are 10,000 palaces on the three mountains, with the unique architectural style of the South China Sea, magnificent and magnificent, hidden in the clouds and mist, just like the mansion of the immortals, it is the location of the first sect of the South China Sea Cultivation Dao, the Yunfan Sect.

Two rainbow-like white stone bridges pass through the clouds, connecting the three mountains, if the sea breeze blows away the clouds, standing on the bridge, you can overlook the thousands of households in the world below - rows of houses, long streets, surging pedestrians, full of red dust of the world's weather.

The flow of people surged outside the city, and on an open beach on the south side of the gathering island, a piece of black pressure was pressed, like ants that had exploded their nests, and I don't know how many thousands of people gathered, looking forward to the depths of the sea, and a team of soldiers maintained order. There were also many cultivators suspended in mid-air, unabashedly enjoying their figures, proudly enjoying the awe of the mortals below.

The August fires, even in the scorching heat of the south, make people feel a little cool under the blowing of the sea breeze. The sun gradually sank under the sea level, like a round of red jade, reflecting the sea and sky in a transparent red, and the coolness became more and more diffuse.

The sea breeze is calm, and a gentle wave rushes to the shore one after another.

The harbor is filled with boats of all sizes, from longships to double-row sampans, all of which rise and fall with the waves.

At this time, there were also some ships floating from the sea, anxiously looking for a place to dock, and it was obvious that the people gathered here were not only people from Sanfan City. They are bustling and shouting in their respective dialects, and if they don't shout when talking to people, they can't hear anything. More and more boiling and regurgitating.

"Mom, why are there so many people this year!"

"What year is there not many people in the merman sea market?"

"But that's too much!"

"You're still too young!Shhh, I'm telling you, the merman is going to fight a big battle with the fire man from the north. This year will definitely bring a lot of things!"

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you!"

......

Behind the sandy beach is a hill that is surrounded on all sides, and no mortal is allowed to approach, and a majestic platform rises up. Ninety-nine eighty-one white sails are spread, and there are many seats lined up in the middle.

An old man with white hair like snow sat on the main seat, and the disciples beside him were lined up on the left and right, and it was Ji Changfeng, the head of the Yunfan Sect, who was waiting here with a full range of disciples.

Ji Changfeng looked into the depths of the sea. Although sitting still, it gives people a feeling of drifting.

"Father, this merman has come when he comes. Why do you need to greet him personally!" was a handsome young man beside the old man. Disapproving the word.

"Light Feather, the merman king may come this year. Ji Changfeng turned his head and was extremely gentle to this talented young son.

"Shark King!" Ji Qingyu was taken aback, in previous years, the merman sea market was usually led by the merman elders, but he didn't expect that this time it would be the merman king.

Although the Yunfan Sect is one of the few large sects on the South China Sea Islands, there is a great monk Ji Changfeng, known as the "King of Changfeng", who is in charge. He is regarded as the leader of the factions in the South China Sea, but in terms of strength, he is far from being able to compete with the merman royal court.

Moreover, the Yunfan Sect is isolated in the South China Sea, not subject to the constraints of the Great Xia Dynasty, and therefore not protected, even if it is destroyed, no one will pay attention to it, and it is extremely important to be friendly with the merman.

But he still felt that this ceremony was too heavy, and he lost his identity as the "King of the Long Wind".

"Then the father will wait on Yunfan Mountain, and it will not be too late for the merman king to come out to greet him. ”

"That Ye Daoyou of the Sword Pavilion also sent a message saying that he would bring his disciples here. Ji Changfeng's eyes are deep, if it is just the merman king who comes, they are familiar with each other, and there is no need to be so polite.

"Master of the Sword Pavilion!" Ji Qingyu was even more surprised, although the South China Sea Sword Pavilion was also above the South China Sea, its geographical location was relatively close to the territory of Kyushu, and it rarely interacted with the South China Sea factions, so it was often recognized as the Wuzhou Sect in the South China Sea.

Sword cultivation does not value foreign objects, the merman sea market is not so important, so many years of the past generations of sword pavilion masters, this "Ye Pavilion master" is still the first to come to participate in the merman sea market, I don't know what the purpose is.

Ji Changfeng continued: "There is also the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor of Southern Xinjiang, the great housekeeper of the Yue Wangfu, and ...... A White Eagle Commander. ”

Ji Qingyu was already speechless in surprise, although the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was tens of thousands of miles away, the name of the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor was still very loud, although the great butler of the Yue Wangfu did not have the cultivation of the three heavenly tribulations, but the meaning of appearing here was by no means under a great cultivator.

Although the merman sea market is a major event of the South China Sea Cultivation Dao, but for such characters, there are not many eye-catching things at all, and the transactions and exchanges are all in a small circle at the same level, so there is no need to come out and show your face, this time the merman sea market seems to be very unusual.

But what's the matter with the White Eagle Commander? It's just a Jindan monk of the Second Heavenly Tribulation, and there are quite a few people who have come to the Merman Sea Market this time. The South China Sea Cultivator never waited to see these imperial eagle dogs.

"No wonder my father is so solemn, these seniors can't be lazy, but this white eagle is in charge ......"

"The White Eagle Commander is named Li Qingshan, a newly rising figure in Southern Xinjiang, who currently occupies Savage Mountain and is known as the 'Savage King'. ”

"Savage King?" Ji Qingyu immediately wanted to laugh, even a White Eagle Commander dared to be the king!

"His name is Li Qingshan, you must not underestimate this person, he came from Qingzhou in the north, and in just a few years, he swept through various sects in southern Xinjiang, and forcibly gathered a group of subordinates with a blood oath. The Ten Thousand Poison Sect has suffered a lot of losses under his hands, and the disciples of the sect are almost dead and injured, and the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor can't help him. It is said that the Nanyue royal palace still had the heart to make him the secretary, but he refused. ”

Ji Changfeng Dao, although the Nanyue Royal Mansion also intended to make him Shangqing, he did not want to get involved in the disputes of cultivating in Kyushu and refused, but this Li Qingshan was very incomprehensible to him.

"Then he still dares to come! he is not afraid of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor?"

Ji Qingyu showed an unbelievable expression, this Li Qingshan is really not an idle person, with the cultivation of the Second Heavenly Tribulation, he dared to form a mortal enmity with the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor, and he also rushed to the mermaid sea market without fear, is he not afraid of death, or is he a master of art bold?

"Yu Wufeng, the big cave master of Savage Mountain, was originally the senior brother of the South China Sea Sword Pavilion, but now he is trapped by the blood oath and is a slave under Li Qingshan...... By the way, then Li Qingshan is about the same age as you, not yet forty years old, and he survived the second heavenly tribulation before he was thirty years old. ”

Ji Changfeng guessed in his heart that this time the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor came to deal with Li Qingshan, and the master of the Sword Pavilion was probably not for the mermaid market, but to rescue his own disciples, so Li Qingshan was not afraid because of this, it was inevitable that the great monk was too simple.

Ye Duanhai's temper is very hard, how can he be so easily threatened, and when the time comes, he may not know who is threatening whom. However, it may not be said that Yu Wufeng has approached the three heavenly tribulations, and he still holds the magic weapon Baihong Sword in his hand, such a successor, the South China Sea Sword Pavilion can't care less.

Ji Qingyu's eyes widened, he was also a well-known genius in the South China Sea cultivation Dao, but his cultivation was only in the late stage of foundation building, and he was ready to accumulate another one or two decades, and then try to break through the second heavenly tribulation. In comparison, Yu Wufeng, the master of the White Rainbow Sword, can be regarded as a famous genius, but he was restrained by Li Qingshan and became a slave and a servant, what a kind of power this is.

Vaguely understood what Ji Changfeng meant, the water in it was too deep, and it was not something he could participate in, and all the characters who were pointed, even if he was the beloved son of King Changfeng, should never be offended.

"Father, I see. Although Ji Qingyu was a little unconvinced in his heart, the gap in the realm was real.

Ji Changfeng's gaze swept around the high platform again, and although the voice was not loud, he did not deliberately conceal it, with the ears and eyes of the cultivators, every sentence could be heard clearly, and they all showed a solemn expression, and there was a little bit of arrogance of the proprietor.

Ji Changfeng bowed slightly, but he sighed in his heart, if only there could be a Li Qingshan in the Yunfan Sect, among the current disciples, it is completely impossible to see who will inherit his mantle in the future.

At the end of the day, Kyushu is the foundation of this world, or at least the foundation of human cultivation.

Although the South China Sea is vast, although there are many cultivators on the islands dotted around, there are very few who can reach his realm, but there are many water tribe demon kings in the deep sea. The form is completely reversed from Kyushu, and the power of the Inhumans and the Demon Race is far superior to the power of the humans.

This is also an unavoidable situation, unlike the shark people and the water tribes, who are born with the sea as their home, human beings still have to stand on the earth, and there are no hundreds of millions of sentient beings, how can there be thousands of cultivators.

Although the area of Nanhai Zhudao is vast, there are many cities and even countries, but the population is very limited, often hard work for many years, a big storm can kill millions, this kind of natural disaster cultivators can still resist it, but if you catch up with a certain demon king and want to change your taste, it will immediately be a disaster of destruction, that is, some demon handsomes make a move, and there are not many cultivators who can resist.

Of course, there are not many cultivators who have such bad luck, and the aquarium is used to eating fish and shrimp, so they may not be willing to eat people instead.

The South China Sea is too vast, and the islands are too widely distributed, so there are not so many disputes, and ordinary practitioners still live a relatively peaceful life, and they can practice by occupying an island at will, and it is not difficult to be self-sufficient, so there are a lot of retreats and scattered practices.

However, there is another problem, the resources are too single, the communication is too lacking, and the process of the development of the spiritual path cannot be compared with Kyushu.

The South China Sea Sword Pavilion has always maintained a connection with Wuzhou, and the constant battle with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect seems to be a senseless attrition, but the inheritance of each generation of Sword Pavilion masters has never been faulty.

Ji Changfeng pondered, and the last trace of afterglow was about to dissipate, when suddenly his mind moved, he stood up, and looked into the depths of the sea:

"It's coming!" (to be continued)