Chapter 405: The Yuanying Monk on the Sea
Seeing that Wang An disregarded his own safety and came out to look for himself just after recovering from his injury, Old Man Bai was full of emotion for a while.
When he heard Wang An ask about the little stone, his face suddenly turned sad.
"The little stone fell into the sea, and now he is unconscious, and the situation is very bad," the old man said to Wang An in a low voice.
"Hurry up and send him ashore to find a doctor." ”
"The little stone is injured, I'll take a look!" Wang An's face tightened, his body moved, and he jumped to the old man's boat.
"There is still a heartbeat, and the breathing has not stopped, Master Bai, you can rest assured, the little stone is fine. ”
After Wang An finished speaking, he clicked on the little stone a few times and gave him a pill.
"Master Bai, I know a little bit about the art of Qihuang, now that I have given Xiaoshi the pill, he will wake up soon, you don't have to worry. ”
After doing all this, Wang An explained to the anxious old man Bai.
|“ Ahem, grandpa grandpa save me!"
As soon as Wang An's words fell, the little stone that was being held by the old man Bai suddenly coughed violently, and a panicked cry came out of his mouth.
"Little stone, don't be afraid, grandpa is here!"
"Great, great, you're finally awake!" The old man Bai was full of tears, holding the little stone and crying, great joy and sorrow, lost and regained, at this moment he really had mixed feelings.
"Okay, Master Bai, hurry up and change to my ship, let's hurry back, it's not safe at sea. ”
After a while, Wang An began to urge them to leave quickly.
The next morning, the whole fishing village was in mourning.
This time, there were many ships wrecked outside, and they didn't want Wang An to have the elixir in his hands, and he had an aura that could easily save people.
More than 80 percent of the fishermen who capsized in the sea have lost their lives in the sea, and they will always be the companions of the sea on which they depend.
Although sea burials were practiced on the seashore, many of these fishermen were old and old, weak, sick and disabled who remained in the village, and they were overwhelmed with grief after discovering that their relatives were separated from their own people.
This day is the most tragic day in Boyu Village, many people wear linen and filial piety, and come to the seaside with incense, candles, and paper money to worship the sea god, which is not only the memory of relatives, but also prayer, a kind of ethereal sustenance.
For several days, the old man Bai did not go out to sea to fish, and he had nightmares every day, vaguely seeing his grandson fall into the sea and never found a trace again.
Five days later, the sun was shining and the sea breeze was blowing from the distant seashore.
"Xiao Anzi, I'm going out to sea to fish today, I won't take the little stone out, please take care of him at home." After hesitating for a long time, Old Man Bai made a small request to Wang An with some embarrassment.
"Haha, Master Bai, you are polite, I have been living here with you, nagging you for so long, I will go out with you, so that I can take care of it, let Xiaoshi be at home." Wang An smiled, feeling inexplicably warm for the words and deeds of this simple old man.
"It's very dangerous in this sea, and besides, you're not familiar with water, so you'd better stay at home with Little Rock. Old man Bai was stunned, stunned by Wang An's request.
"Master Bai, I'm actually very good at water, you don't have to worry about me, the two of you go out together, so that you can take care of it, and you will be dismissed." ”
In the end, Wang An still returned the old man to go out.
The nets of his fishing boats all fell into the sea, and this time it was the flat boat that Wang An bought.
Fortunately, this flat boat is nearly two zhang long and one zhang wide, and the space is enough. Armed with their newly purchased fishing nets and harpoons, the two went straight to sea.
After many days of cultivation, coupled with the conditioning of the elixir, Wang An had already recovered the strength of the third layer, and the cultivation on his body had recovered to the level of the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation;
As for his sea of consciousness, he had already recovered to the level of the middle stage of qi training, and after taking a drop of liquid from the blood jade cactus, the wounds in the sea of knowledge were faintly running rapidly, as long as the sea of knowledge was restored, his divine sense could definitely soar to its original strength.
Paddled in the sea, Wang An's Eight Desolations Heaven-shattering Technique was running rapidly.
The water aura here is unprecedentedly rich, and between one breath and one inhale, countless spiritual powers have poured into the body, nourishing their meridians, and constantly repairing the dark wounds on their bodies.
Wang An rowed the boat, and the old man Bai was casting a net.
He found that every time the old man Bai cast his net, there were basically many fish, but they just ran away.
After a busy morning, it was so hot and sweaty that there was only half a basket of fish, and the harvest was very small.
"Master Bai, let me come! I have a lot of strength, I cast the net, it is easier than you to pull the net, you can rest for a while. ”
Looking at the panting old man Bai, Wang An couldn't help but say on the side.
"Haha, Xiao Anzi, you can't do it! You haven't cast a net, you can't do this job. Old man Bai took a breath and said to Wang An with a smile.
"Ouch, Master Bai, why do you say that? You didn't even let me try. Wang An pretended to be angry and said.
In the end, the white head seemed to be really tired, so he handed over the net to Wang An.
Wang An took the fishing net, and his divine consciousness moved, and he knew exactly where there were fish in the sea; after the fishing net fell into the sea, he directly urged his divine sense to let the fish enter the fishing net.
"Ouch, it's so heavy!" After a while, Wang An began to close the net.
"Haha, it can't be that I found something in the net. Wang Ancai cast the fishing net for a quarter of an hour, and the old man Bai didn't believe that Wang An had caught the fish at all.
As Wang An gradually pulled up the fishing net, the surrounding sea waves rolled, as if there were countless fish stirring under the water; at this moment, the old man Bai looked at Wang An, and his eyes finally showed a trace of shock.
"Bang la la"
When Wang An pulled the fishing net out of the sea, the fishing net was full of golden scales, or jumping, all of them were densely packed with fish and shrimp.
"How is this possible, I really netted you a big fishing net. Seeing this, Master Bai ran over directly to help.
Then, every time Wang An made a shot, a large number of sea fish would be netted, and he was lucky to get a tuna half a foot in size.
"That's enough, Xiao Anzi, let's go back. The old man smiled and took down the last net of fish.
At this moment, the boat is already full of fish, and it is almost impossible to put it down.
"Senior brother, listen to them, it should be this sea area!"
"Well, let's go find a fisherman and ask. ”
At this time, a hundred miles away from Wang An, two monks with powerful light around their bodies were suspended in the air, exuding a mighty supreme momentum on their bodies.
"Whew!"
At a certain moment, two rays of light shot away on the surface of the sea, only three nautical miles away from Wang An.
"Two Primal Monks!"
At this time, Wang An, who had been rowing, was stagnant, trembling all around, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.
On this side of the sea, there was actually a monk, and it was also a high-level Yuanying monk, and he vaguely felt that all this seemed to have a great connection with the sea accident that day.