Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1389: Ming Ya Joins in the Fun

The moment the sun jumped over the sea, the rest of the night disappeared. The vast expanse of green water is as stained with blood, and the sea and sky are the same color, making it a spectacular sight. As the eyes widened, thousands of stars were ignored, but the light at the far end was majestic, but it was so exciting and fascinating!

It was like a long-awaited door, already within reach. The scenery outside the door is still confusing!

On a rock in the sea, three figures were sitting or lying.

After being tricked by Shi Ping last night, the three brothers lost interest in traveling in the dark, so they found a rock in the sea to rest on. The reef is only a few feet in diameter and only three to five feet above the sea. Although the place is small, you can watch the sea, listen to the waves and face the wind from all directions.

Hutou slept for half the night and became energetic. He got up and stretched his waist, then clasped his hands and held his head high, just blowing out turbid air in the face of the rising sun, looking very comfortable. And when the cool sea breeze blew against his face, this guy didn't take advantage of the situation to express his feelings. Instead, he sighed inexplicably.

Old Long Wuzi sat by the water, with a pile of empty wine jars thrown in front of him. The waves around him were undulating endlessly, but his slightly distant eyes were calm. The fairy brew on Jie Ling Island is not bad. Although the taste in my mouth is getting dull, there is a bit of emptiness and loneliness in my heart after it has been washed away. Just like the rising sun, shining brightly and high in the distance. Just like this vast sea water, deep and tolerant...

Lin Yi opened his eyes from sitting quietly and slowly raised a hand in front of him. As the five fingers shook, the dazzling rising sun suddenly disappeared and then flashed back. In a trance moment, nine colors change and thousands of rays of light, just between the opening and closing of the fingertips!

At this time, some people couldn't help but mutter: "That child without a father and a mother is really pitiful..."

Someone stood up and scolded softly: "Don't act like a little girl, you still have brothers..."

"No, I mean that young tiger..."

"I'm talking about you. It's rare to have brothers of life and death by your side in heaven and earth. Aren't you satisfied?"

"That...that's true, Hutou, I only have you and the boss..."

"Why are you feeling so emotional so early in the morning?"

Lin Yi listened to the conversation between the two brothers behind him, said something in passing, and then raised his hand to touch his eyebrows. The situation in the sea of ​​consciousness remains the same as before, with dozens of distractions not stopping for a moment. He stood up and turned around, and Hu Tou's words came up again: "This is the black man who is close to the ink, let our family learn to be deep..."

Lao Long taught him a lesson: "You don't distinguish between black and red, you are talking nonsense..."

Someone in Hutou said something funny, and he immediately returned to his normal state. He laughed and said: "My family only likes the boss if he is dark enough..."

Lin Yi shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, his eyes fell on a pile of wine jars beside the rocks, and asked: "This is the boundary of Wanshan, just passing by Mingya. Old Long, do you have anything to say?"

Lao Long looked at the morning glow in the distance and replied: "Every day looks like new, not to mention the road under your feet. Since I'm starting over, I just want to accompany the boss all the way..." He turned back to look at Lin One, smiled and said: "I bought a lot of clothes in Longtan last time, how about you take a few as spare..." At this point, he raised his hand to indicate.

Lin Yiduan looked at the old dragon's expression, said no more, raised his fist and shook it. The opponent also raised his fist and struck him from a distance of more than ten feet. There was a flash of light, and more than ten sets of clothes changed hands in an instant. He responded with a smile, fluttered his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, and then floated forward a few steps. He had left the reef and was stepping on the waves. He took advantage of the situation and flew into the wind, like an eagle flying away in the sky.

The old dragon and the tiger head did not delay any longer, and then jumped into the air...

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Wanshan is roughly similar to Qianhuang and Baixi. It is a vast continent. Among them, the mountains are high, the forests are dense, and the canyons are steep, which are suitable for the habitat of snakes, insects and strange beasts, but are not conducive to the habitation of mortals. Therefore, except for a few remaining ancient ethnic groups and three or two market towns near the sea, it is difficult to see mortals in Wanshan. And this place can't help but be filled with rich Qi everywhere, and there are many quiet and mysterious river valleys and mountains, which has become an ideal place for many monks to retreat and practice. It is said that Mingya was once a prosperous and prosperous fairy land!

Flying from the sea, you can see from a distance that the long coast suddenly dented a section from it, forming a huge bay. At the deep end of the bay, there are continuous peaks. One of the thousand-foot peaks that occupies the seaside and swallows up all directions is Mingya!

At the entrance of the bay, there is a shoal surrounded by mountains and forests. There are ancient trees slanting across the top, thatched cottages scattered around, and two wooden boats stranded on the shore, making it look like a small fisherman's village.

At noon, under the shade of the trees on the beach, two shirtless and barefoot men were busy. Beside him were scattered dry branches, fresh leaves, pots and jars, and a dozen fat sea fish.

These two men who looked like fishermen were a middle-aged man in their thirties or forties and an old man with gray beard and hair. One of the two set up a bonfire, and the other collected the fish. They seemed to have a tacit understanding with each other, and each wore a lazy smile. They seemed to be enjoying the leisurely time at hand.

After the middle-aged man raised the branch, a wisp of flame popped out from his finger. In an instant, the bonfire burst into flames.

The old man raised his hand and waved, and the sea fish on the leaves flew to the bonfire, and rolled in the air. In a short time, it was roasted until it was brown and oily. He pointed again, and various spices flew out from the jar on the side and were sprinkled evenly. In the blink of an eye, the fragrance overflows.

The middle-aged man twitched his nose, nodded and said with a smile: "This is the taste of ordinary fire barbecue that I can withstand tasting!"

The old man laughed and said, "Haha! Everything should be returned to its original simplicity. This is also true for cultivation and barbecue. What more can one ask for when enjoying such delicious food!"

The middle-aged man clapped his hands and praised, "Brother Guan is right. It's enough to taste the real flavor and fall asleep in the wind. It's a pity that there is no wine to make it fun..."

When the old man and the middle-aged man were talking and laughing, a whirlwind suddenly rolled up from the ground. The two of them hurriedly tried to protect the surroundings, but the bonfire was fine, but the burnt grilled fish disappeared. Then someone laughed and said, "Haha! My brother came to join in the fun, how about..."

Before the laughter died down, three old men appeared beside the bonfire. One of them held his silver beard and smiled; one had a majestic golden beard and a strong body, and threw out more than ten wine jars, which should be a fun move; and the other had a full face of white beard, but he stuffed the grilled fish into his mouth and nodded repeatedly, saying: "Damn, it smells so good..." The old man and the middle-aged man looked at each other, and then they stood up helplessly and said: "Guan Haizi, Mu Beizi, meet the three seniors..." The three old men who suddenly appeared were Lin Yi and his two brothers. After two days of leisurely rushing on the sea, the three finally set foot on the territory of Wanshan, but did not continue to move forward, but came here along the seashore. According to the map, the bay not far away is where Mingya is. There is a sentence in Long Fan's last words: Wanshan got a sword, Mingya gathered people. From this, Mingya must be full of masters. At the very least, it should be similar to Jieling Island, a prosperous and lively place. When they got closer, they found that the scene here was very different from what they had imagined.

In the bay with endless blue waves, although the peaks were lush and the scenery was beautiful, there was no one to be seen. No! On the beach at the entrance of the bay, there were two Jindan monks, but they were bare-chested and barefoot, clearly a pair of fishermen, and they were grilling sea fish leisurely.

The three brothers did not see anything unusual and descended from the sky...

Lin Yi looked at the two Jindan monks who called themselves Guan Haizi and Mu Beizi, and then looked at the few thatched houses not far away, and said, "No need to be polite..." He was confused and wanted to ask a few more questions, but he had to shut his mouth and shook his head secretly. The other party had turned around and sat down, without the embarrassment and uneasiness of meeting the elders, but was calm and composed, and had a hint of coldness that kept people away from him.

The old dragon saw it clearly and was immediately unhappy. He scolded: "You two youngsters are so rude! I sent you the fairy wine from Lingdao, but you didn't even say a word of thanks..."

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to stop the old dragon and said: "We came here rashly and disturbed the peace. It's a blessing that we were not driven away. Please be patient!"

The middle-aged man who called himself Mou Beizi stretched out his hand to grab a wine jar and apologized to the old dragon: "We have been idle for a long time and don't know the etiquette. I hope you don't mind it! Thank you..." He raised the wine jar to indicate and drank it by himself.

The old man named Guan Haizi looked at Lin Yi and saw that he didn't have the reserve and arrogance of a master. He stretched out his hand to invite: "This senior has a bit of fairy style. If you don't mind, let's rest here..." He raised his hand to grab the sea fish on the leaves beside him and threw it on the campfire to roast it. His every move was simple and natural, like a real ordinary fisherman.

Lin Yi and Lao Long exchanged glances and walked to the campfire to sit down together.

Hu Tou had already swallowed a few grilled fish, rubbing his big hands and rushing over, still unsatisfied, saying: "Hmm, hmm, it's really delicious, I want more..."

Lin Yi sat cross-legged, stroked the hem of his clothes, picked up a branch and threw it into the campfire, and told Hu Tou who was nearby: "Don't be greedy, if you want to eat grilled fish, go to the sea and catch it yourself!"

Hu Tou saw that the remaining grilled fish was not enough to satisfy his craving, so he turned around and ran towards the sea thousands of feet away, excitedly saying: "The youngster's grilling skills are really good, wait a moment, I'll let you show off as much as you can..." He just regarded the two Jindan monks as the cooks of the grilled fish, and he was not willing to let them go easily.

Guan Haizi lost interest in grilling fish, and spread his hands to Lin Yi, saying, "Everyone has different styles and worlds. Why do the three seniors have to argue with the two of us..."

What he meant was that you are a senior master, and I am a junior Jindan. Our realms are very different and we have no intersection. It is far from the point of drinking and laughing together. If this continues, it will only make people feel uneasy and boring!

Lin Yi was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look up.

Guan Haizi had deep wrinkles and a face full of frost, but his eyes showed a calm and vicissitudes of life. Mou Beizi on the side was also simple and unpretentious, but he was quite devoted to drinking, and he looked like he was getting drunk!

Lin Yi was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "There are no seniors or juniors here, only three or five people of the same path who occasionally meet and gather at the seaside. Haven't you heard: The road is vast and the wind and rain are endless, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant for brewing wine; let's go and find a dream in the drunkenness, and wake up to see the bright moon over the cold river..."

Guan Haizi was a little surprised, and raised his hand to praise: "Senior has good talent, good artistic conception, and good taste..."

Mo Beizi raised the wine jar and nodded in agreement, and his expression suddenly showed a little more respect.

Lao Long couldn't help but laugh and said: "Boss really has a broad vision and a beautiful mind..."

Lin Yi grinned, and had no intention of taking the four sentences from Xing Lezi as his own, and took the opportunity to ask: "Guan Haizi! As you just said, what is the demeanor of an immortal? Why do you two sleep in the open air here..."