Chapter 272 Fishing (Part 2)

(This is the last chapter of this volume. In fact, I have always wondered if any readers will go back and read the preface after finishing a volume. I really recommend everyone to read it. It is very difficult to choose a poem to fit the content and spirit of a volume, but I am very lucky to find it every time, including the next volume. Thank you to a certain classmate.)

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Firth Sword accelerated again after entering the Void Realm, and entered the thunderfield twice halfway to receive the baptism of thunderstorms and replenish spiritual energy, and arrived at the depths of the distant sea at dusk the next day.

The great vortex is like in the past years, constantly devouring the sea water, but the sound it makes is not so violent, it is very light and pleasant, no wonder it is called the secret place of Mingquan.

The mist covering the archipelago is still so deep that even sea fish can't get in and out, and I don't know how the boy and Xi Wangsun left back then.

The giant sat cross-legged in the sea, holding the 10,000-year-old giant tree in his left hand, propped his head on his right hand, and drooped his eyelids. He was already so sleepy that he insisted on taking a look at the fog from time to time.

Firth Sword fell from the sky and flew in front of his eyes. The tail of the sword trembled, drew several circles in the air, and then stopped.

There was joy in the giant's eyes, and he stretched out his fingers to touch Forth sword cautiously.

His movements were extremely precise, and he didn't shake Firth's sword away.

Firth sword flew away with a whoosh.

Looking at the direction where the sword disappeared, the giant waved his hand.

There was a strong wind in the sky.

The giant withdrew his hand, covered his mouth and yawned, looked down at the islands in the mist, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

He got up and walked to the maelstrom hundreds of miles away to the north, and threw the ten-thousand-year-old tree in his hand into it.

He yelled towards the west, turned around and walked towards the distant foreign continent in the east.

The next morning, Penglai Island ushered in the first hurricane of this summer.

When the boatman and sailors were a little nervous, they suddenly heard a faint roar in the wind, and they couldn't help shouting ecstatically.

Sea God's message!

It's time to set sail!

Thousands of treasure ships and divine ships left the shore and sailed towards the depths of the sea, leaving countless beautiful traces on the blue sea.

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The blue lake reflects the sky, like a mirror.

The sky is gradually dividing.

The water broke.

A black-covered boat passed slowly.

Suddenly, raindrops fell on the lake, causing countless ripples.

This is Yanyu Lake in Shangzhou City. The scenery is excellent. It is the most frequented place for tourists from other places besides Zhaixing Building.

Liu Shisui was sitting on the bow of the boat, holding a bamboo fishing rod in his hand, and Xiao He was sitting opposite, sewing something with a needle and thread in his hand.

No fish took the bait for a long time.

The small bubbles brought up by the light rain on the water surface look like fish vomit, which is even more annoying.

Liu Shisui has a good temper and a calm expression, without a trace of restlessness.

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to her, Xiao He turned her eyes slightly, and quietly blew towards the lake.

In the past in Haizhou City and on the way to escape, she had always behaved extremely dignified and quiet in front of Liu Shisui.

Because of this small movement, her whole body became animated, which was very moving.

The fishing line trembled slightly and straightened instantly.

Liu Shisui was a little surprised. He pulled up the fishing rod and found that it was a koi. He said happily, "Yes."

Xiao He looked at him with a sweet smile, and said, "Young Master, there is nothing wrong with it."

Liu Shisui waved his hands repeatedly and said, "What kind of son am I?"

Xiao He looked at him with wide eyes, and asked, "Young Master, of course you are."

Liu Shisui said earnestly, "A son like my son is a son."

Hearing this sentence, Xiao He suddenly felt a little pain in her shoulders and a little cold, and she was not in the mood to continue to use her tactics, so she snorted dissatisfied.

Liu Shisui didn't understand why she was in a bad mood all of a sudden, and wondered if it was because of the rain?

The rain suddenly stopped.

The weather in midsummer is really like a girl's mood.

The sun suddenly became stronger, and the lake was steaming, making it very sultry.

Although practitioners are not afraid of cold and heat, they will feel uncomfortable, and the storm has calmed down, and it is time to go.

Liu Shisui untied the koi and threw it back into the lake, saying, "Let's go."

Before his death, the old scholar reminded them not to return to Qingshan until everything calmed down. Now dozens of days have passed since the battle of Yuntai, so the situation should have stabilized.

Xiao He thought about going to Qingshan to meet Jing Jiu, whom she was most afraid of, and gave a nervous hum.

The awning boat docked and was replaced by a carriage.

The cart was pulled by a docile white horse, heading south from Shangzhou City, not walking fast.

Liu Shisui did not choose to wield a sword because it was too conspicuous.

Yuntai was destroyed, but Bulaolin still had many assassins who survived. Those people must have wanted to kill him, and with the Luo Huainan incident, he was really dangerous.

The carriage stopped when it was more than thirty miles away from Yunji Town. Taking advantage of the darkness, Liu Shisui took Xiao He over two mountains and came to a certain cliff.

Standing by the cliff, looking at the sporadic lights in the village at the foot of the mountain, Liu Shisui took a deep breath.

When he saw his parents packing lotus leaves in the small courtyard, his expression softened.

"Why don't you go see him?" Xiao He asked.

Liu Shisui was silent for a while, then said, "We'll talk about it in a few days, if... it's really all right."

Xiao He glanced at him, thinking that if he returned to Qingshan, what else could happen, you must know that you were the biggest contributor to the destruction of Bulaolin.

After climbing over two mountains again, and returning to the carriage, Xiao He released the formation, and the two of them boarded the carriage and went to Yunji Town. It was already early morning when they arrived.

The first floor of the restaurant was open, and the steamer was placed on the side of the street. The hot mist that came out was mixed with the clouds and mist that came from the peaks, and they could no longer be distinguished.

Looking at the distant peaks in the mist, Liu Shisui finally relaxed, and said to Xiao He, "Eat something first, and then we'll go straight there."

He bought two steamed stuffed buns with four big coins, one for each of Xiao He.

Xiao He looked at the steamed stuffed bun that was almost bigger than her own face, she didn't know what to say, and felt a little worried.

Liu Shisui didn't pay attention to her. He tore off the paper stuck on the bun and took a bite, feeling very satisfied.

Suddenly he sensed something and looked up at the sky.

After a while, more than ten sword lights pierced through the air, and immediately after that, there were two more rays of light from the magic weapon, and even the shadow of a huge cloud boat could be faintly seen.

Clouds and mists shrouded the town, and ordinary people couldn't see high-altitude images like he did. However, the residents of Yunji Town had rich experience in this area. They knew that there were practitioners passing by by watching the changes in the clouds, and they started talking about it.

Liu Shisui was a little worried, wondering if it was a foreign enemy?

He was about to throw away the steamed stuffed bun, and took Xiao He with his sword to chase after him, when he heard discussions from all around.

Then he noticed that the residents of the town were all beaming, and there was no tension at all.

"That's all about the fairy masters, what does it have to do with us?"

"Such a big happy event, can't we be happy?"

"That is the only daughter of the head of the Zhongzhou Sect, she is a real fairy! Such a family background, such an identity, actually came to Qingshan to propose a marriage in person, not to mention the fairy master in Qingshan, even we feel honored!"

Hearing the comments of the residents in the town, Xiao He was very surprised and asked, "Who is she going to propose marriage to?"

Liu Shisui was also very surprised, and said, "Could it be the young master?"

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(The third volume touches the fish and ends)