In the twilight, a small fishing boat moves slowly in the shallow sea.

Smoke curled from the bow of the ship, and a spicy smell wafted through the air, and small stones crouched in the bow, and on the deck lay a small stove, on which was a crockpot with a missing opening, and the crockpot crackled and trembled, and puffs of white smoke came out.

"Little stone, the ginger soup should be fine, you pour it out first. The old man looked at it, he had reached the shallow sea, glanced at the mast, hesitated for a moment and walked over.

"All right!" Little Stone took out a black linen cloth, removed the crockpot, and poured out a large bowl of pale yellow ginger soup.

The heat is boiling, and the smell of ginger fills the void.

The king lay quietly on a small wooden bed, with a damp, black quilt on top of which wrapped his body tightly.

At this moment, his face was already a little ruddy, and his heartbeat gradually calmed down, as if he might wake up at any time.

"Grandpa, when will this brother wake up?" Xiao Shi looked at the ginger soup at the head of the bed, glanced sideways at Wang An, and turned around and asked the old man Bai suspiciously.

"Alas, it's really not good, go back and find a doctor to show him, he must be a life. ”

"Give him the ginger soup now, so that the cold in his body can be dispelled, and I hope he wakes up soon. ”

Old man Bai looked at Wang An, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and a hint of curiosity in his helplessness.

The sea water is cold, and after soaking in the sea for a few hours, the average person will basically be cold and shivering.

When he pulled Wang An up, he found that Wang An was not tight, his body was warm, and his breathing was very even, and he seemed to be fine.

"Ahem..."After feeding Wang An half a bowl of ginger soup to drink, Wang An suddenly coughed violently.

"Hey, grandpa, he's going to wake up?" Xiao Shi stared at Wang An a little nervously, and quietly hid behind Old Man Bai.

After coughing a few times, Wang An once again stopped moving.

Since the moment when he was greedy in the third layer of Penglai Wonderland and wanted to take away the fourth treasure, Wang An's soul was almost shattered, and his sea of consciousness collapsed, but fortunately, because of the attack of the Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower, he was able to retreat with his whole body, but his soul was still hit hard and passed out directly.

In the moment of coma, he could no longer resist the repulsive power of Penglai Pavilion, and was directly teleported away.

He vaguely remembered that the space around him was chaotic, the power of the magic circle lingered, countless fragments fell on his body, his clothes were ragged, and finally he was completely unconscious.

He seemed to have had a long, long dream, and there was a sharp pain in the sea, and his body was weak, and faintly, someone was talking beside him, and then he was fed something to drink.

"Ahem..."

A spicy taste echoed in the throat, choking and coughing directly.

"Where am I?"

Wang An suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him with some confusion.

"Ah, young man, you're finally awake! Don't move, take a break. Old man Bai saw Wang An wake up, his face was shocked, and then he hugged Wang An and said.

An old man with white hair and a wrinkled face in Wang An's eyes, and a little kid behind him probed his brain and stared at him.

After a closer look, it was a very low space, surrounded by various fishing nets and worn-out harpoons.

"Thank you, old man, thank you very much. Wang An looked at the old man and thanked him strugglingly.

"Haha, young people don't have to be polite, it's just a coincidence. I don't know how you ended up in the sea?" Old man Bai seemed very happy when he watched Wang An wake up.

"Alas, it's a long story, I was originally following a big ship, I didn't want to encounter the wind and waves, and then I was swept into the sea, and then I was unconscious and didn't know anything, and when I woke up, I saw you? This is the sea?" Wang An hesitated for a moment, and suddenly made it up fluently.

"I see, I don't know where you're from?" Old Man Bai nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly asked.

"Well, I'm from Sansheng Island!" Wang Anxin thought, since he was on the seaside, he must have heard of Sansheng Island.

"Sansheng Island, what kind of place is that, the place where I am is called Centipede Island, according to merchant rumors, we belong to Tianquan Island here... As for the island, I've never heard of it, so it's a small place. ”

Hearing the old man talk about Tianquan Island, Wang Anxin moved, and seemed to think of a terrible possibility.

"Old man, have you ever heard of Tianji Island?" Wang An faintly felt that Tianquan Island had a slight connection with Tianji Island.

The simple-hearted old man Bai never thought that Wang An was actually a monk, and the Three Holy Islands he was talking about were in another world.

"Dimensity Island, hey, I seem to have heard of this place, but I can't remember it for a while......"

One old and one young, another greeting, chatted about a cup of tea.

"Soon we will dock, you can rest here for a while, and I will call you when you come ashore. ”

In the end, Old Man Bai was afraid that the ship would go astray, so he stopped talking nonsense with Wang An.

After the old man Bai went out, Xiao Shi glanced at Wang An, and there was a hint of timidity in his eyes.

"Little friend, your name is Xiao Shi, right?" Wang An squeezed out a smile and looked at Xiao Shi kindly.

"Well, I'm going out, hello... Good rest. Xiao Shi seemed a little nervous, and quickly found an excuse to run out.

After their grandfather and grandson walked out, Wang An's mood was surging.

"There are monks from Tianji Island in the Penglai Secret Realm, and this place is called Tianquan Island, is there a connection between the two?"

His intuition told him that he had left the Heavenly Fire Continent and came to the world where Tianji Island was located.

The moment the Penglai Secret Realm appeared, in addition to the monks of Tianhuo Continent, some people said that they and the others were natives, obviously from other worlds.

Wang An suspected that he was greedy, and was finally excluded, the power of space was confused, and at the last moment, he was not sent back to the endless sea, but was sent to this mysterious sea.

Barely calming his mind, he began to check the injuries in his body.

"It's... It hurts me to death. ”

The next moment, Wang An's face was bitter, his eyes were shocked, and his body was in a mess at the moment, scarred, and all of them were internal injuries.

At this time, he couldn't mobilize his divine sense, his divine consciousness was exhausted, and when he moved slightly, there were bursts of sharp pain in the sea of consciousness, and it was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

The spiritual energy in his body was dry, and all the meridians were in pain, and the pain made his head full of cold sweat and his face was red.

There seemed to be many injuries on his body, and there was a mysterious power looming between the various organs and bones, preventing the restoration of the Ancestral Witch's Chaos Jue.

Wang An felt that these injuries should be the power of the golden light ball before, mixed with the breath of space, after all, he passed out in space, and he was completely unable to resist the power of space.