It's already afternoon, but the sun is still hot, past the Kongsang Mountains here, there is a fertile field ahead, here is connected to the South China Sea, it is the East China Sea and the South China Sea are connected to each other, empty and rarely inhabited, only an ancient road, I don't know how many people have trampled on it, a dirt road spreads straight into the distance. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Qin Fan was silently advancing with his head bowed like this, without the sword flying, not because there were two ordinary people in front of him, one big and one small, not because he was injured by the teleportation array of the Eastern Prince, but because he enjoyed the atmosphere of this small fishing village very much, because it was very similar to the small village in the deepest part of his memory, and he always felt that every place here seemed to be somewhat familiar.

Walking silently on the road, I can't help but feel a little confused, this confusion is very sudden, and it comes inexplicably. He stopped, the simple and unpretentious broken knife still lying quietly on his waist, and there was a familiar fiery breath from the broken knife.

Under the sky, the young man stopped to hold the knife, and the somewhat confused young man looked up at the high sky.

The sky was so blue, so high above, it seemed so unattainable.

"In the depths of the sea of clouds, at the end of the sky, are there really immortals living on it?"

He muttered softly to himself, and couldn't help but think that what thousands of monks were seeking was nothing more than climbing to the end of the sky and taking a look. Qin Fan looked at it in a daze, his expression was a little complicated, his eyebrows were furrowed together, and he looked at the high heaven as much as he could, as if he was also looking at someone's heart, and said softly: "What are people living for?"

"Xiao Fan, hurry up!"

"Bastard boy, you want to be called the fairy chief!"

There was a sudden shout in front of him, Qin Fan was stunned, the expression on his face instantly relaxed, and he responded with a smile, "Just come".

He tightened the remnant knife in his hand and followed silently, the sunset fell on him, pulling his shadow to the elder, a little lonely and lonely.

I started as a person, and now I'm still a person. It was only this knife that accompanied him from beginning to end, and only this one knife remained.

......

Along the way, Qin Fan knew that this place belonged to the edge of the East China Sea, connected to the South China Sea, and was located on the edge of Kongsang Mountain, thinking of the words of the East Prince, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, although this is indeed the East China Sea region, but the gap between this and the imagination is too obvious, if it weren't for the two fishing village father and son who fished themselves out of the sea, I don't know which fish was in the belly.

Fortunately, both the father and son were good people, rescued him from the sea, and invited him to their own dinner. Qin Fan was also hungry, so he didn't refuse, and went happily.

It's just that when he said that he was a cultivator, and killed a Changhai fish with a sword in front of him, the middle-aged man immediately looked frightened and wanted to kneel, but was stopped by Qin Fan, but since then he has always called Qin Fan an immortal elder, with a look of awe. I really couldn't stop it, so I had to go with him, but the honest young man didn't have much attitude, no matter how the man beat and scolded, the young man still said to himself: "What is your name, it looks like it's only a few years older than me." As soon as these words came out, he naturally inevitably suffered a beating, but he still stubbornly called "Xiaofan" and added a "brother" at most.

Qin Fan naturally didn't blame, and from these two people, he also heard that the sea is not very peaceful now, there are sea monsters to make trouble, and people often die, thinking that a certain big monster is entrenched here, and now he is the early strength of the small world, presumably it is not a problem to subdue a monster, even if he thinks about getting rid of the demon and returning this small fishing village to a clean place.

This small fishing village didn't have a name, and Qin Fan was not surprised, he just hurriedly followed the father and son, and it seemed that they were going to meet one person, no, it was two people. An old and a young, is a fortune teller, what to say to be good thanks to this fortune teller really said nothing wrong, this trip not only has a great harvest, and really did not meet the sea monster, the wind and waves are very calm.

The father and son did not go home first after returning from going to sea, but wanted to thank the fortune teller first, which made Qin Fan curious, and he didn't know what kind of character the fortune teller was.

From the mouth of the father and son, he also heard that this fortune teller is extremely accurate, and he is also proficient in medical skills, so he invited himself to find the fortune teller to have a good look, but the cost of watching it once is quite high, if they can't afford it, their father and son can also cushion it for the immortal chief.

Qin Fan couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to nod his head, and at the same time, he was even more curious about what kind of fortune teller he was.

He walked slowly, has walked into this small fishing village, only to hear the voice of the people gradually louder, the ancient road from this path straight to the front winding away, there are houses on both sides of the road, most of them are wooden houses or stone houses, almost every house in front of hanging large and small fishing nets, see the father and son holding the big fish forward, have congratulations and greetings, the middle-aged man also responded one by one, but also very warm.

Qin Fan looked at the crowd and couldn't help but smile, he hadn't seen such an atmosphere for a long time, when he was young when he lived in Qinjia Village, he vaguely remembered that it was like this, which family called wild boars and the like, it seemed to be the same scene. The fireworks in the world have a different taste.

was enjoying this warm atmosphere, but saw the father and son not far away pointing at Qin Fan and dancing, as if they were saying something, especially constantly gesturing the residual knife on Qin Fan's waist, subconsciously approaching a few steps, but when he heard what he said about big fish, immortals and the like, he was feeling funny, but he saw the fisherman looking at him with a smile, and he seemed to be a little surprised.

"Dangdang Dang"

At this moment, suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums in the fishing village in front of him, which was piercing and loud, which startled him, and he saw that the fisherman who was still looking at Qin Fan quickly ran towards him, looking very excited, first knelt down and banged three extremely loud bangs, and before Qin Fan could stop him, he straightened up violently, pulled Qin Fan and ran towards the sound, and said as he ran: " If I offend the immortal chief, those three rings can be regarded as my reparation, but I still hope that the immortal chief will help in this matter, otherwise our entire village will not live. ”

This man's words were extremely fast and inexplicable, Qin Fan was a little puzzled, but then he thought of something, and he didn't stop it, just followed this person and hurried towards the voice.

There were more and more people, and while running, Qin Fan heard people talking. More and more people gathered towards the sound, and many people didn't even have time to say hello, just nodded and hurried towards the source of the sound.

Qin Fan knew that this voice should be the village chief summoning the villagers.

Sure enough, I heard the crowd saying, "Let's go! The village chief is going to call us to talk again." ”

"I think it's still the same thing, right?"

"Yes, a few days ago, a fairy Edgeworth flew away, and now there is no news, do you think it will also be eaten by that monster?"

"Don't talk nonsense, isn't there still an iron mouth to cut off the old gentleman and his granddaughter!"

"I hope there is a way! Otherwise, this day is really impossible, I heard that the great wilderness is also a mess now, if this small fishing village can't survive, where should I go?"

Qin Fan listened to it in his ears, his curiosity was hooked, and he cast a spell slightly, and the person who pulled Qin Fan suddenly walked faster and relaxed, and he glanced back at Qin Fan, full of awe and gratitude. After a while, I saw two or three hundred people not far away gathered around on the edge of a staircase