I Come from the Mortal Realm
Chapter 133

Azure Flood Dragon

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The two drank fragrant tea and had a hearty meal.

After dinner, Qi Ming was worried that Xu Yi was ill, so he asked Xu Yi to go into the bottom cabin to rest and let him control the course.

Xu Yi was not pretentious and returned to the bilge as instructed, sleeping peacefully until the stars set. He only woke up when Qi Ming greeted him for dinner.

After dinner, Xu Yi asked Qi Ming for advice on the general route, then Qi Ming went to rest in the bilge and sat cross-legged on the bow of the ship.

As the night gets darker, the evening wind suddenly rises, coming from the peaks on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, blowing Xu Yi in full bloom.

Xu Yi Opened his eyes, only to see Jiang Shui vast, surging waves, a full moon in the sky, reflecting the towering rocks and cliffs like ghosts.

The wind was strong and the waves were strong, and the boat suddenly accelerated and passed quickly between the two cliffs.

After receiving the warning from Qi Ming, I knew that this was the most dangerous Longjing Pass, with many undercurrents. Uncle Mu was the Qiu Wa who was rescued here.

With this thought in mind, Xu Yi, while using his strength to control the balance of the boat, took out the jade box from his arms, opened it carefully, and found a wooden sculpture lying quietly in the small silk quilt.

This river is Nielong River, and Uncle Mu's ashes were scattered here; he was also picked up by Uncle Mu in this river; this is Longjing Pass, and Uncle Mu rescued Qiu Wa here.

Jiang Shui, but like the chain of fate, the three people who have never met are involved in one place.

Xu Yi took the wood carving out of the box, spread it out in the palm of his hand, and placed it in the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains. He prayed silently in his heart, "Qiu Wa, Qiu Wa, don't sleep, wake up quickly."

While he was praying, Xu Yi frowned. The surface of the river, brightly illuminated by the moonlight, was suddenly filled with white waves. A dark, strange fish broke out of the river. It was far larger than the size of the boat and jumped out of the air. Below, a pair of blank eyes stared at the wood carving in Xu Yi's hand, a ferocious mouth full of fangs, a fishy wind blowing in his face, biting directly at the wood carving in Xu Yi's hand.

Xu Yi was furious and punched the fish head that was as big as a water tank. Under the urging of Overlord Strength Art, the force far exceeded that of Strength of three oxen, and the strange fish flew into the air.

The strange fish's defensive power was astonishing. Xu Yi struck it violently, but the fish's head was not blown to pieces. It only let out a mournful cry like a cow's moo, then turned around and dived towards the river.

If this strange fish came towards him, Xu Yi might just punch him, and Xu Yi wouldn't bother to get to know it.

However, this strange fish actually came towards Qiu Wa. Once Xu Yi's reverse scales were exposed, how could Xu Yi, who was furious, let it go?

He suddenly jumped up from the boat, bumped into the strange fish in mid-air, and punched dozens of times like lightning. Before the strange fish could touch the surface of the river, the fish's head was blown off, and the huge body of the fish fell to the surface of the river, shaking the boat violently. It wasn't until Xu Yi landed on the bow that the violently rolling hull finally stopped.

Such violent movement finally made Qi Ming unable to sleep peacefully. He quickly jumped onto the bow of the boat and asked urgently what happened. Halfway through his words, he stopped talking and stared at the floating corpse on the river with his eyes wide open.

At this time, the terrifying size of the strange fish, whose head was smashed by the bomb, was finally fully exposed. The terrifying five-foot-long body floated on the river surface, and was actually much larger than the small boat.

The stout body is as tall as a bullock, and the head is blown to bits, making it difficult to see the real appearance. However, the wide fish tail is covered with red and thick scales, which makes it look extraordinary.

Staring at the fish corpse for a long time, Qi Ming said, "Hey, dear, if I'm not mistaken, this is the famous Nielong River Great Green Flood Dragon. Although it has the body of a fish, it has the appearance of a dragon. According to legend, it is the evil dragon that incarnates Nielong River The descendants of the fish are chasing the waves and engulfing the fishing boats, just for their own business. When we bumped into an ordinary Qi Sea Realm master on the river, we had to avoid the sharp edge for a while, and actually asked your brother to smash the fish head with three punches and two kicks. Tsk tsk, it seems that my strength is unfathomable. I have really found the right person this time."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on Qi Ming's face, completely relieved about Xu Yi's physical condition.

Xu Yi said a few polite words and greeted Qi Ming to go into the cabin and continue to rest. Then he sat cross-legged on the bow of the ship, stared at the lean arms, and waved lightly, feeling even satisfied in his heart.

Just as Qi Ming said, the strength of Xu Yi at this moment is unfathomable.

At least, Xu Yi has never tried to see what kind of combat power he can unleash when he exerts all his strength.

But what he knows is that a month of hard work has brought considerable benefits to his body, and he even has the urge to punch at any time.

He even developed a strong sense of self-confidence. If he was challenged by Gao Junmo again, he would really dare to fight.

The bright moon hangs high, the cliff is like a wall, and a small boat, with the power of Xu Yi's submarine, jumps over the reef and crosses the ridge, and walks on the waves as if it is flat.

After a silent night, the boat turned sharply and went down the river. The wind was strong and the waves were high, and the boat was traveling very fast. As the sun rose in the east, the waves gradually became calmer, the green mountains became more abundant, and the green and fresh green seemed to stick to the eyes.

The entire mountain was also illuminated by the red sun, breaking the silence and becoming alive.

Insects sing and birds chirp, tigers howl and apes cry, local birds flock in fright and flutter, the green hills are also broken by the sound of flapping wings, birds emerge from the forest, Bai Yu covers the sky.

Not far away, red flowers are everywhere, waterfalls hang upside down, and the light of the water matches the skylight, lighting up the whole world.

At some point, Qi Ming stood on the bow of the ship, expanded his chest, let out a long whistle, pointed at the white clouds, and said kindly to the green mountains, "This is a place outside the world. We live in big cities all day long, how can we see the wonder of nature? Miracle of Creation. If we could build a thatched cottage here, play the piano for the green mountains and green waters, and drink wine against the white clouds and the sky, it would be a great pleasure in life."

The green mountains are faint and the green water is far away. This beautiful scenery, let alone Qi Ming, is Xu Yi. It also makes me feel relaxed and happy. With a thought in my mind, I chanted, "The hut is in the human environment, and there are no carriages and horses." Xuan, I asked you what you can do. My mind is far away and I am picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence. I leisurely see South Mountain. The mountain air is beautiful in the morning and the birds are flying together. Among them is True Intention. I want to argue but I have forgotten my words."

Qi Ming was shocked, applauded and praised, "What a man picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely meeting South Mountain. If you are not a real hermit, you can't say this sentence. This is a wonderful sentence from a great sage. How come I have never heard of it."

Xu Yi was startled and said, "It was written by a traveling monk Western Regions. Two years ago, when I lived in a hut, I received him and listened to him recite it, so I memorized it. Now, when the scene is reflected, I recite it, and we can enjoy the beautiful verses together."

Xu Yi had no intention of being a big thief in the literary world, so he pinned the origin of this poem on Liao Chen's head.

Qi Ming sighed, "There are strange people among monks and Daoists. This sentence alone is enough to Guang'an the annual Treasure Gathering Convention to win back a treasure."

"Treasure Gathering Convention? What is it?"

Xu Yi asked, moving lightly with his feet, he controlled the boat to cross a gorge and slowly move towards the narrow part of the river mouth.

Qi Ming was slightly stunned. Suddenly, he remembered the origin of this person, and immediately explained it with a smile.

Xu Yi understood instantly.

Although times have changed, in this world, not everyone pursues the Martial Arts ultimate. To be a commoner, to be a wealthy gentry, to be a prince or a prince, you still have to live, and you have to live a colorful life. How can you lack all kinds of embellishments in life.

Poems, opera, acrobatics, singing, singing and calligraphy are also indispensable, but poetry and articles have the highest status. There are only a few people who can make a name for themselves with one poem.

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