Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 623 Taru
After Chen Chuan received the news, he inquired about the situation, immediately checked out of the room and went to the sheriff's residence, who enthusiastically took him to a private dock.

There is a sailboat docked here. The boatman is a dark-skinned, strong man with wrinkles all over his face. He looks like an old man, but judging from his physical condition, he is probably less than 40 years old.

According to the sheriff, the boatman was originally a resident of Feiguang Island. Although his family has now moved to Rowan Island, he is very familiar with the situation there, so there is no need to rest assured.

Chen Chuan saw that the boatman seemed a little reluctant, but also seemed to be very afraid of the sheriff, so he seemed to be doing it reluctantly.

He smiled, walked onto the boat and sat down inside.

The sheriff took off his hat and waved to him, wishing him a safe journey.

He also nodded in greeting.

Because he was a tourist from out of town, he was mentally prepared to be cheated and had already thought of how to deal with the situation, but the other party didn't play any tricks.

In fact, it is normal for residents and officials of each island to cheat tourists from other places. It would be strange if they didn't cheat. However, this person didn't dare to do so in front of him.

This sheriff has been in this position for a long time and has seen a lot of travelers coming and going, so he has a keen eye. He can tell at a glance that Chen Chuan is a powerful fighter.

He dared to cheat ordinary people, but if he dared to cheat fighters, his whole family would probably be killed the next day if he wasn't careful.

This is not just talk, because he died in this way when he took office. So he learned a lesson from this and would not offend the fighters if he could, not to mention that Chen Chuan still gave him money.

The sailboat swayed out to sea. At this time, a chirp sounded from the sky. It turned out to be Chao Ming following in the sky.

More than half an hour after the boat had sailed out, the Rowan Island behind them had become smaller in sight. At this moment, the sea water suddenly shook violently, and the sailboat was shaken. The boatman was startled and immediately prostrated himself on the deck, muttering "Erlu, Erlu" to himself.

Chen Chuan had been on Rowan Island for the past two days and knew that "Erlu" was the name of the legendary sea monster. However, it was a bit strange that this person did not recite the name of the goddess, but instead prayed to the name of the underwater monster.

The shaking of the sea water was very sudden, not like an earthquake, and the wind on the sea was also normal...

Under the sea?
He looked at it for a few seconds, thoughtfully.

After just a few minutes, the abnormal behavior of the sea water stopped and the boatman stood up, still muttering to himself. After a while, he wiped his sweat and continued to sail forward.

There are many reefs and small islands near Rowan Island, and there are many ships coming and going nearby. At this time, Chen Chuan saw many sailboats and paddle boats circling back and forth near a small island, as if they were looking for something.

He asked, “What’s that doing?”

The boatman replied in a stiff Dashun dialect: "Salvage the ring."

After asking again, Chen Chuan learned that a traveler had dropped a wedding anniversary ring into the sea and claimed that he was willing to give 50,000 Jianyuan coins to the person who salvaged it, so most people came to try their luck.

Fifty thousand is not a small sum, not to mention here, even in the central city it is not a small amount of money, no wonder it attracts so many people. He smiled and asked the boatman: "Have you never tried it?"

The boatman shook his head and said lightly: "For more than 20 years, the goddess has never favored me." He didn't say much after that.

The boat set out at around five in the morning, and at around ten o'clock we saw a volcanic island appearing on the sea.

The boatman pointed forward and said, "Feiguang Island."

Chen Chuan stood up and looked into the distance. He saw a conical crater and thick fog rising from the island. From a distance it looked like a volcano erupting. No wonder the locals were reluctant to come here.

And that is your destination.

The boatman saw him standing there steadily, as if the shaking of the boat had no effect on him at all, and a hint of awe flashed in his eyes. At about twelve o'clock, the boat finally approached here.

He could now clearly see the situation on the island. The sea water outside was very clear, and under the dazzling sunlight, he could see the colorful corals underneath, and the periphery of the conical crater was covered with lush vegetation.

When they got closer, the boatman lowered the sail and switched to paddling, and finally stopped at a mixed beach of sand and rocks.

When Chen Chuan saw this, he took out a stack of Jianyuan coins and handed them to the boatman, saying, "Thank you. I will stay here for a while. You can go back first."

The boatman was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that the sheriff would pay Chen Chuan for the job he arranged. A sincere smile suddenly appeared on his face. He thought for a moment and said, "Guest, you can walk along the road paved with white stones. If there is no road, follow the signs and you will find the people on the island. They will show you the way."

Chen Chuan thanked him again, then jumped off the boat and stepped onto the beach. The wind blowing from the island was very strong, and it brought a cool feeling from the distant woods, which made people feel very comfortable. He looked around for a few times and found the white gravel road about a kilometer away.

He didn't rush there, but made a gesture and waited for a while. Then a sound of fluttering wings was heard, and Chao Ming fell from the sky, landed in front, and came closer.

He reached out and touched it, then took out a tube of nutrient paste from his pocket, peeled it and fed it to Chaoming. He also took out a special water bottle and fed it some water. After resting for a while, Chaoming flapped its wings and flew into the sky again.

He also ate a few nutritional pastes here and replenished some water before walking in that direction and saw the signpost that the boatman mentioned.

It was a signpost made of polished broken bones, with the tip pointing in a certain direction. The road underfoot extended forward and deep into the woods.

He picked up the Xuejun Knife and walked in the direction indicated. The gravel road under his feet was intermittent and sometimes disappeared, but according to the signboards that kept appearing, he never deviated from the direction.

After walking about seven or eight kilometers, we came to a grass corridor and a young man with a bare upper body, revealing beautiful muscles and dark and shiny skin, walked out.

He held a stick painted with colorful oil in his hand, looked at him, and said in fluent Dashun language: "Sir, the front is private territory. If you are here to travel on the island, you can go there..." He pointed in a direction with the stick, "There is a village there that can receive you."

Chen Chuan said: "I came to see Tarrou."

This Tarrou is a member of the Pure School, the descendant of the twenty-one single-schools in the Outer Islands. According to the rules of the Grand League at the time, if an inherited school of the old times had no fighters for three consecutive generations, that is, sixty years, then this inherited school would no longer be recognized by the Grand League.

The fighting resources inherited by them, which involve above the third limit, need to be handed over to the Grand League. Of course, the Grand League will give corresponding compensation in terms of money or materials.

This rule was later inherited by governments and companies.

However, more than a hundred years ago, before the establishment of the Grand League, there were no fighters in the Danryu School. According to the school's own statement, it was because the rift passed down since the old times disappeared that all fighters could no longer inherit the school's advanced secrets.

But in fact, this is not the case. The rift did not really disappear, but only moved, which led to the demise of the entire fighting gym. But in a twist of fate, the rift was finally found by a successor who persisted in searching. This person is now Taru's master, who later joined the Pure Sect and voluntarily provided the rift to those who are worth cultivating in the Pure Sect.

The young man became wary when he heard him mention Tarrou. "You know Tarrou?"

Chen Chuan said: "Please tell him that it was Mr. Zhuan who asked me to come."

The young man looked at him, blew a whistle, and waited for a while. Then a thin but agile boy ran over. He pointed at Chen Chuan and whispered something in the indigenous language. The boy nodded, then went into the woods and soon disappeared.

Chen Chuan waited here for about ten minutes. An old man wearing a headband and loose cloth came out. The young man immediately bowed and said, "Apa."

The old man walked up to Chen Chuan, clasped his hands together, and politely said in fluent Dashun dialect: "Do you know Mr. Zhuan? Do you have any proof?"

Chen Chuan took the pig-nosed dragon out of his pocket. When the old man saw it, his expression instantly became extremely respectful. He bowed and said, "Guest, please follow me." As he spoke, he took a step to the side and made a gesture of invitation.

Chen Chuan nodded and followed the old man. After crossing a stream, they walked up the mountain along a gently sloping mountain road. After a few hundred meters, they came to an open area.

There are many ancient stone buildings here, which should be quite old. The paint on them has almost peeled off. Some places that were obviously decorated with perforations are now only broken and rotten wood. However, the original exquisiteness can still be seen from the painted stone bricks on the ground and some worn stone carvings.

In the open space in front of the building, there was a tall woman, about 27 or 28 years old, with a fit body, a rosy face, and a very attractive appearance.

She was wearing a white training suit and had bronze skin. Her eyes under her thick eyebrows were particularly bright. At this moment, she was teaching a group of young people, including many teenagers and children.

This must be Tarrou.

Taru is just a title. Every generation who inherits the tradition of Danryukan will abandon their real name and use this name instead.

Chen Chuan did not rush to disturb him, but stood under the sunshade at the side. The old man brought him coconut juice and local fruits, and he took them with a thank you.

After waiting for half an hour, Tarrou finished her teaching. She put her thumbs together, clasped her hands together, and uttered a clear shout. Everyone responded by doing the same thing, shouting, and bowing to her before dispersing.

After they left, Tarrou walked towards Chen Chuan.

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(End of this chapter)