Chapter 6: The First White Moon of the Canglan River (6)

A flat boat, floating on the Canglan River, along the river, down the river, Mo Xuan stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the river that could barely be seen on both sides, Mo Xuan couldn't help but sigh again in his heart The grandeur of this world was also strange, why would there be no boat passing by such a long and wide river?

"Could it be that there are monsters on this river, not like it?" "This is bright and clear, and there is no trace of demonic energy around, and there will be no great demons in the future, is this Dongsheng Shenzhou, there are really so few people?

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, so he didn't want to think about it, standing on the head of the boat, looking at the vast river on both sides, and for a while, he was completely caught in this environment of water and sky.

The small boat under his feet, although it was extremely simple, but the entire hull was built in strict accordance with the mechanical principles known to Mo Xuan in his previous life, it can be said that the shape of the entire boat tends to be perfect, the depth of the draft, the influence of the wind direction, and the curvature of the bottom of the boat are all very reasonable.

In his previous life, Mo Xuan had always dreamed that he could have a yacht, and now although this ideal has not been realized, the small boat he built has satisfied half of his ideal, so he feels very comfortable and happy now.

"If you can live like this for the rest of your life, it's okay!" After standing at the bow of the boat for a while, Mo Xuansuo lay down, pillowed his hands, and looked at the endless sky, "I just don't know how long my life will be? I've lived for more than a hundred years, if I put it in the previous world, it is estimated that two lifetimes have come down, right?"

He thought to himself, laughing at himself.

It was nearly midnight, and he was a little tired, and somehow, thinking about it, he fell asleep like this.

The boat was sailing with the wind, and after walking for about an hour, it was moving forward, when it suddenly stopped, as if it had hit something, and the habitual surname that produced pulled Mo Xuan back from his distant thoughts.

"What's the matter? It's the end, or is it grounded?" Mo Xuan had some doubts in his heart, and stood up from the bottom of the boat, "It should be grounded, right?" Mo Xuan thought so in his heart, because this was the most likely reason, but when he stood up and saw what was happening in front of him, the whole thing was startled.

His boat did not run aground, nor did it reach the end of the river, but it crashed into another large ship.

Compared with Mo Xuan's canoe, the volume of that ship is too big, ten zhang high, that is, more than thirty meters, about a hundred zhang long, although it is not as big as those 10,000-ton ships in Mo Xuan's previous life, but thinking of the world's scientific and technological level, it can be regarded as a miracle to be able to build such a large ship, and now, this miracle is appearing in front of Mo Xuan.

At this time, in addition to this big ship, there are several other boats that are not smaller than this big ship.

Mo Xuan took a look, there were a total of ten ships that were about the same size as the ones he had hit, without exception, these ships were all building ships, and the entire hull was decorated like a palace, and different lanterns were hung on the boats.

In addition to these ten giant building boats, there are at least hundreds of boats of different sizes parked on the river, although the river is wide, but these hundreds of boats are so horizontal on the river, good guys, the entire river is blocked, and if Mo Xuan wants to go over, he must bypass some boats, seeing this scene, Mo Xuan couldn't help frowning.

At the same time, he heard a roar from the big ship.

"Who doesn't have long eyes, how did you drive the boat!" The voice was as loud as thunder, although it was dozens of meters away from the hull of the ship, but when it reached Mo Xuan's ears, it was still clearly audible.

At the same time, from the side of the ship, a big head poked out, although this head was a human head, but looking at the hideous appearance, compared to the monsters that Mo Xuan had seen, it was not much better.

Mo Xuan smiled slightly, tapped his right foot, and his body floated up from the small boat, straight up, until it flew to the same height as the side of the big ship, suspended in mid-air, with a gentle smile on his face, and said to the ugly man who was already dumbfounded, "I'm really sorry, I was in Xia Mo Lingzi, I didn't pay attention just now, I fell asleep, and I hit your ship by mistake, if there is any loss, I will accompany you!"

"I didn't ...... Not...... It's okay!" The ugly man's eyes stared straight at Mo Xuan's two feet suspended in the air, and he stammered, but for a while, he couldn't think of anything else except the word "it's okay".

"It's a dragon, what the hell is going on?!" The voice was a little majestic, but also a little angry.

"Oh, Chitose, this, this ......!"

"What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you!" the voice grew impatient, and a hand reached from behind the ugly man, and pulled the ugly man, who was called a dragon, over.

This is a middle-aged man's face, with a handsome face, a beard, and the majesty unique to a superior person, but when this majestic face saw Mo Xuan, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and like the ugly man just now, his eyes stared straight at Mo Xuan's feet hanging in the air.

Mo Xuan was a little embarrassed to see it.

There was no way, Mo Xuan had to clench his fists again and repeat what he had just said to the ugly man, which pulled the soul of the middle-aged man back.

"Oh, no...... It's okay!" The man hurriedly said, compared to the ugly man just now, he was much calmer, and he also hugged his fist towards Mo Xuan, and then, bowed deeply to Mo Xuan, and said loudly, "In Xia Zheng Qingkong, I have seen the Great Immortal!"

"Great Immortal?!" Mo Xuan was a little embarrassed by his title, and then looked at his current situation, but he somewhat understood the attitude of Zheng Qingkong and that dragon.

Although this world of gods and demons is a world where demons, fairies, ghosts and gods are mixed, but each has its own boundaries, ordinary mortals generally have few opportunities to see a flying cultivator like Mo Xuan, and in the realm of this Dongsheng Divine Continent, it is even more so, compared to the West Niuhe Continent and the southern Zhan Continent and other places, the mountains are scarce, so, the demons and monsters, compared to these two continents, the number is much smaller, and the cultivators are the same, mainly ordinary people, so, in their minds, this can fly, either a monster or a great immortal, and Mo Xuan's current appearance of the immortal wind bone, not what a great immortal is๏ผŸ

Scratched his head a little helplessly, "I'm not a great immortal, I'm just an ordinary cultivator, just call me Mo Xuan, by the way, there are so many ships here, all of them have blocked this route, what's going on!"

Zheng Qingkong didn't dare to say anything, looking sincerely frightened, "If the immortal chief doesn't give up, you might as well go to the small boat to talk about it!"

"Okay!" Mo Xuan was not polite, anyway, he was now more than a hundred years old, compared to other monsters, he might be very young, but for this mortal in front of him, he thought that his current age was enough to be his grandfather.

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