Return to the Fairyland

The big ship has three floors. Mo Yan lived on the third floor with the coffin, and Hong Ruwen lived next to them. At this moment, he saw Mo Yan standing on the deck looking at the scenery in the sea. He couldn't help but step forward and said, "Brother Yan, There are monsters and dragons in the sea, and it is not safe on the deck, so let’s replay it. Your room has a barrier blessed by my Kunshan magic weapon, and ordinary monsters can’t get close.”

Mo Yan didn't answer, but just as Hong Ruwen was about to continue persuading, he saw a large ship sailing over the sea in the distance.

The ship was five stories high, hundreds of feet long, with a mast soaring into the sky, and a golden flag was hung on it. On the flag was embroidered with a black thread a mountain surrounded by a giant dragon. With the sea breeze fluttering.

The ship was several times bigger than the one in Kunshan, and it was also very magnificent. Everyone in Kunshan went to the deck to watch it, and secretly guessed where the big ship was.

Yue Feng was also among these people. He explained to his brothers and nephews who seldom go to sea: "This is the big ship of Qifeng City. Qifeng City and our Kunshan share the middle sea, and the territory is bigger than our Kunshan. It's just that the owner of Qifeng City is lonely and very I rarely make friends with them, so I seldom see them."

As soon as these words were said, the Kunshan disciples below could not help but sigh in admiration, and some people even asked about the Taoism of City Lord Qifeng. Yue Feng shook his head and said: "I don't know, but those who can survive in the vast ocean must have different abilities. Think about it." It will not be worse than our Taoism in Kunshan."

A group of Kunshan disciples surrounded Yue Feng like stars and the moon, and asked him to tell anecdotes from the world. When Yue Feng turned his head, he saw Hong Ruwen standing on the deck of the third floor, looking unkind to himself, so he refused to say any more. Disperse.

Mo Yan watched all this with cold eyes. In his last life, he sailed with Hong Ruwen on the sea. Because the two formed an alliance of double cultivation, he didn't resist him very much. When sailing on the sea, Hong Ruwen was enthusiastic and attentive. This scene today.

But in this life, the relationship between the two was still Hong Ruwen's enthusiasm and hospitality, but Mo Yan's heart was as cold as ice, and he saw many things that he had never seen in his previous life.

For example, in today's event, even though Hong Ruwen and Yue Feng had never spoken a word, Mo Yan could tell that the relationship between the two was not harmonious, and the reason for this incompatibility was Hong Ruwen's jealousy.

Jealousy that Yue Feng is more popular with his fellow disciples, and jealous that his Taoism and immortal skills are more profound. In fact, although Yue Feng looks like he is only in his 20s, he has been in Kunshan for more than 300 years. He has been with his fellow disciples for a hundred years. Wouldn't it be more friendly than Hong Ruwen's 16 years?

In addition, Yue Feng is a big brother in Kunshan, Taoism and Immortal Art are already at the master level, and it is common for Hong Ruwen, who has only practiced for 16 years, to be inferior.

He would be jealous for this kind of thing, thinking that his heart was as big as a needle point, no wonder in his previous life, he already had a new love, but after seeing Mo Yan was pregnant, he still held a grudge, and used black iron chains to penetrate the lute bone, locked in a cell.

When Mo Yan thought of this, he couldn't help rubbing his shoulders. Fortunately, he was completely intact now.

When Hong Ruwen saw him, he asked warmly again: "Brother Yan, are you not feeling well?" As he said that, he wanted to reach out to help rub.

Mo Yan shuddered all over, took a step away, and was about to speak when he saw the big boat from Qifeng City before, already approaching.

A young man wearing a black robe and a long sword hanging from his waist stood on the deck of the big ship and shouted towards this side: "Is it the big ship of the Kunshan faction?"

The person asked Yue Feng on the deck, but Yue Feng knew that Hong Ruwen was not very friendly to him, so he gave in everywhere, not to steal his limelight at this time, but just looked at Hong Ruwen, waiting for his answer.

Hong Ruwen put aside Mo Yan, cupped his hands at the man and said, "That's right! I am Hong Ruwen from Kunshan. If you don't mind, please go over the boat and tell me."

The man frowned and said loudly: "Who is Hong Ruwen? I only know that there is Hong Tongtian in Kunshan, and there is a big disciple Yue Feng..."

Hong Ruwen's face turned red, and he couldn't help being very angry, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only patiently say: "Hong Tongtian is my father."

The man suddenly realized, and said: "So it's Young Master Hong, disrespect and disrespect." The man said disrespect, but he didn't show any respect. He just looked at Mo Yan and asked, "I heard that a generation of monks, Mo Shengxie, passed away. His son carried the coffin back to Kunshan, so this must be Senior Mo's beloved son, Mo Yan?"

Mo Yan said: "Yes."

The man laughed: "Master Mo, the Lord of Qifeng City had a little friendship with your father in the past. He used to practice in seclusion. He just left the seclusion yesterday. He heard the sad news of Senior Mo and was very sad. I heard that his youngest son brought him a The coffin went to Kunshan, so I waited for a long time again, I want to see the son of the old man, I don't know if Young Master Mo will show respect."

Before Mo Yan could answer, Hong Ruwen said loudly: "Brother Yan is my guest in Kunshan, how can someone invite you indiscriminately? Mo Shibo's funeral will be scheduled for Kui Day next month. If you want to see Brother Yan, you can go to Kunshan at that time." Yes." As Hong Ruwen spoke, he pulled Mo Yan and said, "Brother Yan, let's go!"

Mo Yan was dragged by Hong Ruwen, and before he could take half a step, he suddenly saw a black shadow descending from the sky. Before he could see clearly, he felt that he was covered by a shadow.

Mo Yan raised his head, only to see a young man wearing a black robe standing in front of him. The man stopped in front of Hong Ruwen with an unhappy expression on his face, and reprimanded him: "What a master Mo is. Not to mention you, even your father, Hong Tongtian, would respectfully call Young Master Mo a senior. What are you? You are just an illegitimate child made by Hong Tongtian and a mortal. How dare you call Senior Mo Shibo , call Young Master Mo Yandi? Who gave you the courage?"

Hong Ruwen was taken aback for a moment, he never knew his identity, he only thought that he was the same as others, born of the fairy gourd poured by his father with his painstaking efforts, now he suddenly heard the other party slandering him for being born of a mortal, he couldn't help being furious, shouted loudly, The flying sword on the back is about to be unsheathed.

Unexpectedly, the man stretched out his hand and flicked the flying sword before it was unsheathed, and a black light pierced through the air and pierced into the scabbard.

Hong Ruwen's flying sword fell silent.

With this move, Hong Ruwen knew that the gap between himself and the opponent was too big, so he immediately shouted: "Big brother! Big brother!"

Yue Feng took a step forward, stopped between the two sides, and said to the black-clothed man: "We all know the name of the owner of Qifeng City. I, Kunshan, are not of Meng Lang's generation. It is only because Senior Mo and my master have an agreement, so this young master is called." Senior Mo is Shi Bo, and Young Master Mo is Yan brother. This is an agreement between the elders, we as disciples, just follow through, please forgive me."

Hearing these words, the man in black looked slightly relaxed, and cupped his hands to Yue Feng: "So that's the case, since it's what Senior Mo meant, then that's all." After finishing speaking, the man in black bowed deeply to Mo Yan, He said earnestly: "My master really wants to see Young Master Mo. When Young Master Mo was born, he even hugged you personally and gave you a jade pendant from Soaring Dragon Zhonghai as a gift. In the past ten years, if it wasn't for He has already visited you for the reason of retreat and cultivation. I also ask Young Master Mo to go see you for the sake of my master's wholehearted concern."

Seeing that the people in Qifeng City ignored him, scolded and despised him, but respected Mo Yan, Hong Ruwen felt very uncomfortable, but at this moment, he didn't know what to say, so he could only hum in a low voice.

When Mo Yan heard the other party's words, his mind moved. He took out a jade pendant carved from black jade from his waist, and saw a huge black dragon sculpted on it, writhing in the clouds and mists, with an indescribably strange and chilling feeling. a feeling of.

Apart from the exquisite workmanship, this jade pendant does not have any celestial energy, so Mo Yan can always carry it with him.

Even in the previous life, this jade pendant was always worn close to his body, until Hong Ruwen's fiancée drugged him with aphrodisiac and threw it into the sea, and it was lost in that situation.

He always thought it was given to him by his father, but he didn't expect that it was given by someone else.

Mo Yan raised his head, looked at the man in black, and felt a little curious in his heart, wanting to know who the owner of Qifeng City was.But he changed his mind, his father's body was still on the boat, and he was about to arrive in Kunshan, so it's better not to cause more trouble.

Mo Yan said: "Thank you for the kindness of the city lord, but it is not very convenient for the younger generation now..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly saw a black cloud covering the sea, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the waves surged, almost engulfing the entire ship.

Hong Ruwen turned pale with shock: "Not good! The sea monster is coming!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice from the opposite boat: "Mr. Mo, I sincerely want to see you, please don't refuse."

Everyone raised their heads together and looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a tall and burly man standing on the bow of the boat. The man was dressed in black with his hands hidden in his sleeves and was carried behind his back. His black hair was tied on top of his head with a gold ring. , standing in the shadows, unable to see his face clearly, only able to see a pair of eyes, bright and cold, full of murderous aura, as if washed with the blood of thousands of people, with a scarlet color.

Mo Yan also saw these eyes, and an indescribable feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.

He felt as if he had seen these eyes before, but he couldn't remember where he saw them, perhaps, in a dream?

Although these eyes are daunting, but for no reason, Mo Yan feels familiar and at ease.

Mo Yan hesitated for a moment, then said: "So, it's better to be respectful than to follow orders!"

The man showed a smile, turned around and left, all the dark clouds just now dissipated, the rain stopped and the thunder disappeared, the sun reappeared, and the sea returned to calm.