The system is unreliable, the host can only save herself

"Besides, these two fishing villages are right next to each other. Master, you can go and see them one by one."

With Liu Abao's suggestion, Qiao Zhixia did not hesitate and flew the flying sword to continue flying towards the two fishing villages.

It took less than half an hour to fly and we arrived at Shike Village first.

Qiao Zhixia ordered several disciples from Qifeng to go to the village to collect some ore that they could use for refining weapons.

If they come across special minerals, they can collect some and bring them back. They will meet here again in two days.

The rest of the people continued to head towards the location of Shiban Village.

The Shiban Village is also located on the seaside. Every household’s house is built with stone slabs, especially the roofs which are stacked with layers of stone slabs. This is the origin of the name of the Shiban Village.

Along the way, Liu Abao also told Qiao Zhixia about the origins of various villages and some legends about the sea.

"Legend has it that several decades ago, a fisherman in Shiban Village went out fishing early in the morning and unexpectedly encountered a fairy mountain on the sea.

The fairy mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, from which there was faint fairy music coming, mixed with the cries of one or two fairy beasts.

But the fisherman had not practiced cultivation, so he was not allowed to enter, and could only watch the fairy mountain disappear in front of him..."

"Later, the fisherman got drunk and told the truth.

Somehow the news reached Haizhou City.

The city lord even specially sent an immortal to invite the fisherman to the city lord's mansion as a guest and asked him in detail about how he discovered the fairy mountain.

Finally, he was given a spiritual stone and sent back to the village.

From then on, this slate village became famous.

Whenever a cultivator comes to Haizhou City, he must go to Shiban Village to inquire about the affairs of the Fairy Mountain on the Sea.

This led to the development of Shiban Village, and they became the richest village in the vicinity.

The Shiban Village even worshipped the water god to bless them with prosperity for generations.

While Liu Abao was speaking, they had already arrived at Shiban Village.

Qiao Zhixia's spiritual sense swept a glance at the village below. In the yards of each household, there were clothes, quilts and seafood hanging out to dry.

The life of the villagers in Shiban Village was much better than that of the other fishing villages they had passed by before.

What surprised Qiao Zhixia was that there was no human presence in the village at this moment. Instead, there was a lot of human presence gathered in the northeast of the village, facing the sea.

He then asked his doubts.

"Oh, Immortal Master, today may be the day when the villagers of Shiban Village worship their water god."

A Bao suddenly remembered something, scratched his head embarrassedly and said,

Qiao Zhixia's consciousness looked towards the northeast, and a mysterious look gathered in his eyes.

"Master, the people in their village say that Shiban Village can live so well because they worship the water god."

Liu Abao did not notice Qiao Zhixia's hidden emotions and continued,

At this moment, Qiao Zhixia's mouth curved into a cold arc.

It seems that this so-called water god is very likely to be a sea monster.

"Oh, have you seen the water god of Slate Village?"

Qiao Zhixia's voice was mixed in the wind, and she did not have any emotional fluctuations because of the word "Water God".

Liu Abao shook his head.

"We have never seen it. When Shiban Village worships the water god, no outsiders are allowed to enter."

"Liu Abao, you stay with them for now. I'll be back soon."

Qiao Zhixia sent Liu Abao to several disciples behind him, and then touched Liu Abao's head to comfort him, then left. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared without a trace.

Ah Bao was stunned, with a look of envy and longing on his face.

...The Immortal Master can walk in the air, he must be a very powerful being!

The purpose of Qiao Zhixia and his group's visit to Haizhou City was to search for rare seabed minerals and to explore the secrets of the fairy mountain in the sea.

Whenever he encountered anything unusual, he would investigate.

If the so-called water god of Shiban Village was not doing some evil tricks, Qiao Zhixia would naturally not take action. If he wanted to kill someone...

Thinking of this, Qiao Zhixia's eyes became even colder.

His grandfather told him that the reason he concealed the fact that Yang Qianying fell into the hands of the evil cultivator was to avoid affecting his practice.

But for Qiao Zhixia, Yang Qianying is his salvation, so he must improve his cultivation as soon as possible and find the evil cultivator in order to rescue his beloved woman.

In just a few breaths, Qiao Zhixia arrived at the open space in the northeast of Shiban Village.

The huge open space was now filled with people, all of whom were looking towards the sea not far away with anticipation.

At the front of the crowd, there was a middle-aged man dressed very solemnly. He stood in front of the incense table and muttered something with a sacred look on his face. It was obvious that he had a high status in Shiban Village.

On the table was a huge fat pig tied up, struggling and grunting.

There was a pair of pale-faced boys and girls below them, their hands tied behind their backs. The boy had a resigned expression on his face.

The pair of girls next to them had red and swollen eyes and were sobbing.

At this moment, the sea was calm, but there was a faint smell of monsters floating on the surface. It was difficult for ordinary people to detect it, but Qiao Zhixia was already in the early stage of Jindan cultivation, and his spiritual sense was strong, so he could naturally detect it.

Seeing this, what else did Qiao Zhixia not understand? His eyes stared coldly at the calm sea surface, his eyes were cold,

He released his spiritual sense and heard clearly what the man in front of the incense table said. He was praying for good luck in the coming year and a good harvest for the whole village. The object of his prayer was the water god that Liu Abao had mentioned before.

Qiao Zhixia's breath was hidden, so it was impossible for any of the many villagers to notice his presence. He just stood in mid-air, waiting for the so-called water god to appear.

About an incense stick of time later, waves began to roll on the sea. Qiao Zhixia narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a thought, the Longquan sword returned to his hand.

The waves on the sea surface grew bigger and bigger, from half a meter high at the beginning to thirty or four meters high, and the raging waves seemed to swallow everyone up.

Some villagers standing in the back saw that the situation was obviously different from previous years, and they couldn't help but feel nervous and began to discuss quietly.

"It seems like the waves this year are a little off."

"Who says it's not true? The waves weren't this big last year!"

"Do you think that the Water God is not satisfied with this year's tribute, so he is angry?"

"..."

Qiao Zhixia took in every word of everyone's discussion, his eyes cold and calm. If the disciples were here, they would know that this was a sign of his anger.

The waves kept surging, but the so-called water god never appeared.

It was not until half an incense stick of time had passed that there was finally movement on the sea, and the breath of the monster became more and more obvious.

Qiao Zhixia's eyes suddenly became cold as he looked towards the sea not far away.

~This coward is finally going to show his head!