The blue sky, the mirror-like sea, the sinking sunset, the huge sea ship rests quietly above the sea. All the sails www.biquge.info have been lowered, and only when the waves are rolling in do you feel a slight jolt on the deck.

Qi Feiyun and the others leaned sideways on the side of the boat, cautiously looking at the sea below the ship.

Suddenly, a monstrous wave flew straight up from the sea. In the middle of the waves, a huge tentacle rose vertically and slapped straight towards the hull of the ship!

Qi Feiyun shrank slightly, dodging the splash, and at the same time said in a loud voice: "Attack!"

Before the words fell, two figures sped out from the deck, and the two masters of the Yudan period flew and flew towards the huge tentacles in the air.

Qi Feiyun smiled slightly, and said in his heart: It is indeed too cool to be able to drive the feeling of the predecessors of the Jiedan. No wonder Shi Da is so obsessed with power. Obviously the skills are not as good as people, but you can instruct people with ability to do things, which is much easier than doing everything yourself.

Under normal circumstances, only when the cultivation reaches the Yuan Infant can there be subordinates in the Dan stage. At this time, Qi Feiyun was only at the peak of the Qi refining period, and he was able to order the master of the Jie Dan to do things, and this feeling of taking a shortcut and cheating to get the first place made him a little fluttery.

At this moment, the battle at sea was over, and the huge tentacle was cut in two, and the broken tentacle fell on the deck with a splash.

The splash of water just poured Qi Feiyun into a soup chicken. He suddenly had a stirring spirit, and his mind suddenly cleared up a lot. He said secretly: Don't be lost by power, otherwise you will become the next stone.

He shook off the sea water on his body, looked at the endless sea, and thought: It's the fourth day of going to sea, I don't know what happened to Cheng Daoyou now? If he was here, he would definitely remind me to keep my mind and not be confused by Shi Da and a few people.

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At the same time, on the reef beach, the rainstorm of seven days and seven nights finally passed, the rain stopped, the wind stopped, and the waves became gentle, gently lapping on the reef and breaking into waves.

The setting sun fell above the line between the sea and the sky, staining large clouds red. The crimson clouds are reflected in the sea, like pink flowers floating on the surface of the sea.

Cheng Ziming's jade boat was still suspended on the reef beach, and Wen Pearl was lying in a dark canopy and fell asleep. After three consecutive days and nights of heavy rain, she and Cheng Ziming took turns to rest, but no one waited for the expected vision to happen.

According to the poem on the stone tablet, only when there is a vision between heaven and earth, will the expected stone crab appear.

Cheng Ziming stood alone on the beach, the sea breeze blowing his Dharma robe, fluttering with the wind. He's been waiting on this beach for a long time, maybe even longer.

At first, he didn't understand why the witch would set such a test. Isn't it difficult to wait? Immortal cultivators live much longer than mortals, and meditation during cultivation is also extremely testing of endurance, so immortal cultivators are often very patient. Staying in one place and waiting quietly, what kind of trial task is this?

But later, Qi Feiyun finally left.

Only then did Cheng Ziming understand that even if he was an immortal cultivator, there would be times when he lost his patience. Even immortal cultivators, in the loneliness of waiting, will fall into deep doubt, and finally turn around and leave.

He walked to the stele and swept his gaze over the inscription again:

Cangshan is without mountains,

The waterfall is exhausted.

The sea turns and overturns,

Heaven and earth are united in the wilderness.

When the time comes,

Reef flowers bloom.

Stone flowers are everywhere,

Crab paste comes from the base.

Suddenly, Cheng Ziming's heart moved, he turned around, and saw that the witch appeared on the beach at some point. She wore a long ponytail and a thin gold chain tied to her forehead, and a blood-red gem fell right in front of her forehead. She was wearing a dark red gold-encrusted dress, a waistcoat with a waist, her white jade-like arms hanging down at her sides, and on her right wrist, a brilliant gemstone radiated a dazzling luster.

She faced the sea breeze, with a faint expression on her face, and said: "If he knew that the poems he wrote casually would really be believed by someone, he would definitely faint with laughter." What a fool you would believe in this kind of bastard poem? ”

"Oh?" Cheng Ziming was slightly stunned and said, "Didn't you come up with the verses on this stone tablet casually, and then find someone to help you carve them?"

He thought about it for a while, suddenly understood something, and said with a smile: "Also, the last one is what you wrote casually with your fingers." The previous one should have been written by a man. Oh, you wrote it?"

Witches are machine spirits, and although they are intelligent and spiritual, they are not human beings, and they are not born with all kinds of human feelings. But Cheng Ziming felt that the witch was not an ordinary machine spirit, after all, she had existed for tens of millions of years, and she may have had an adventure, and by chance, she cultivated emotions similar to ordinary people. In this case, she may really have a sweetheart.

Cheng Ziming's question also has the meaning of temptation. And he felt that since the witch had come, she had taken the initiative to lead the topic to the stone tablet poems, and she must have had the idea of confiding her heart. I think she has been alive for a long time and has met all kinds of people, but it is the first time that someone who really believes in the poetry of the stone tablet has encountered it.

No wonder she would say that I was a peerless fool. Cheng Ziming smiled bitterly and thought: How can you blame me? It is really the scene described in the poem, which is too exaggerated, and ordinary people with normal intelligence would not think that this kind of vision would really happen.

The witch glanced at Cheng Ziming and smiled: "I am a machine spirit, and the human emotions I comprehend are very limited. Love is so subtle, it is the deepest of all feelings, and I have never learned, let alone comprehended and experienced it. I haven't experienced love, and naturally I don't have anything to do with it. ”

The sea breeze blew the witch's dress, she looked at the calm sea, was silent for a moment, and continued: "He is a minor monk, similar to you, and also an immortal cultivator. ”

"Oh?" Cheng Ziming's eyes were bright, and he asked in a shaky manner, "He is also a little monk in the Qi refining period?"

"Huh?" the witch reacted, correcting, "To say that he is a minor monk is to me. His cultivation is much higher than yours, and he has reached the point where he can cut through the void and travel to the ten thousand worlds. ”

Cheng Ziming was secretly speechless, and said in his heart: This is definitely a former senior, and he actually said that he was a little monk. Perhaps, in her eyes, the ancient immortals were all minor monks.

The witch said to herself, "To say that he is similar to you is to feel it. Well, in my opinion, you're not quite the same as everyone else. There is a kind of energy that is different from the other. ”

Cheng Ziming was secretly a little proud, the magic lantern has existed for a long time, and the witch has traveled to the Nine Heavens World, which can be described as well-informed, and being considered different by such a character can be regarded as an extreme compliment.

"It is really an honor for me as a minor friar to be on a par with my predecessors. Cheng Ziming touched his chin and said with a smile: "I don't know why this senior carved this poem? What happened to him?"

The sea breeze blows her long skirt, driving the broken hair on her forehead to flutter gently. She gazed at the sea, looking through the blue sea and blue sky, looking into the distance.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth shook suddenly, and the sea breeze instantly became wet and salty, and the air was so humid that it seemed to wring out water.

With a tear in her eye, the witch said, "Later, he died. ”