Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 70 The Tidal Gate

"Are you going to the tide gate?"

Miss Qing'er saw the sign on the sailboat from a distance, nodded and said,
"You go first, miss knows the person in the tide gate, don't worry that we can't find you."

"That's a good relationship. Thank you, Miss Qing'er."

It really was another village, Pan Ye happily clasped his fists and saluted.

The woman in the veil hummed, turned around and disappeared under the night without any nonsense.

……

There are several rippling water patterns painted on the sails.

Standing at the bow was a woman in blue.

She saw a few people from a distance, and ordered the boat to change course and come this way.

The sailboat gradually approached the shore.

There was no port on the shore, and the sailboat stood still in the blue waves in the distance. Deacon Jiang at the bow waved for them to come over.

"Testing our level?"

Seeing that there were still hundreds of meters away, Pan Ye chuckled and patted the glutinous rice balls in his arms to make him hold on to his clothes.

With a heavy step under his feet, the whole person leaped high towards the sailing ship, and when he was about to fall into the sea, he performed the wind and light kung fu, stepped on the water lightly, and jumped onto the deck after a few ups and downs.

Lao Zhang's boarding method is similar to his, and Zu Wei is more eye-catching.

I don't know if this guy is trying to be cool or what.

With his hands behind his back, the mahogany sword at his waist suddenly flew to his feet, leading him into the air, but halfway through the flight, the mahogany sword lost its power and returned to his waist. Taking this opportunity, he threw a The talisman, the whole person suddenly defied the wind, as if losing gravity, and fell obliquely to the deck.

"...Brother Zu, you are such a stinky fart."

The three of them greeted Deacon Jiang, who nodded with a smile and said nothing, and the sailboat set off to unknown waters.

About half an hour later, Deacon Jiang said, "We're almost there."

Pan Ye looked up, and there was still a pitch-black sea in front of him, not even a small island.

When he was at a loss, Deacon Jiang threw a jade tablet into the air, made seals with both hands, and said on his mouth: "Tidal Dojo, order!"

The jade plaque emits a misty blue light.

On the originally empty sea surface, a wall of white fog appeared straight into the sky, and the wall of fog was separated from it, separating a passage for sailboats to pass through.

The sailboat quickly sailed through the passage, and a huge island appeared in front of Pan Ye.

There is a towering mountain peak in the middle of the island, and there are three shorter peaks on the left and right sides, just like the arrangement of the middle finger and other fingers.

As soon as he entered the Tidal Dojo, Pan Ye sensed through the rosary in his hand that there was a vast and thin aura in the surrounding area, which had reached the limit of what could barely be absorbed.

The violent sea wind became gentle, and the sailboat automatically sailed to a small pier on the coast without wind.

Set foot on the soft sandy beach, the four of them walked up the mountain.

The scenery of this mountain climbing is extremely beautiful. Only when you walk in, you will find that the four peaks in front of you are connected with each other, and the mountains in the distance are shrouded in clouds and mist. The perceived aura is [-]% strong, and walking can't help but become brisk.

There are strange rocks and rocks everywhere on both sides of the road, dense bushes, deep and mysterious forests, faint animal calls, and sporadic mountain springs distributed in the mountains, which are criss-crossed and connected by Qujian streams. .

The winding plank roads are all over the whole island, and the winding paths lead to secluded places. This place has a bit of the overseas fairy mountain that Pan Ye imagined in his mind.

Deacon Jiang led the way, and instead of taking them to the highest mountain in the middle, he turned at a fork in the mountainside and walked towards a slightly shorter mountain on the side.

The night sky is full of stars, the bright moon is shining in the sky, all kinds of pavilions, man-made creations also appear in front of everyone's vision.

Maybe it was late at night, and I didn't see anyone else along the way.

"This is Sanxia Peak, a place for entertaining distinguished guests within the gate."

Deacon Jiang pointed to the man-made pavilions on both sides of the hillside and said.

Next to each pavilion, there is a small water pool, the big one is a lake, and the small one is a clear spring. Under the moonlight, there are dots of light.

As the altitude gradually increased, a thin layer of mist slowly appeared around, and the white mist lingered, covering the surrounding scenery ten meters away, making it difficult to see clearly.

Deacon Jiang didn't ask them any questions along the way, and when he got here, he asked Zu Wei: "Fellow Daoist has an exquisite talisman technique. If I'm not wrong, it should be a disciple of Longyin Temple in Ganzhou Tianshi Mansion. Bar?"

"A small branch under the Tianshi Mansion is not worth mentioning."

Zu Wei smiled slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Xiaozu is humble. If the branch of Tianshi Mansion, one of the four holy places of Taoism, is not worth mentioning, then what are we overseas 'barbarians'?"

Daoist Holy Land?

Even though Pan Ye knew that Zu Wei had a lot of background, he was still a little startled.

He didn't go too deep into his family's ancestor Wei, and said with a cheerful smile: "The real Chaoyong is good, but my master is very worried about it."

"The real man is well. If he hears that his old friend and junior are visiting, he will be extremely happy."

"We will definitely visit in the future."

Deacon Jiang didn't ask them why they came here late at night, but Zu Wei still took the initiative to say: "This time, my companion and I were entangled with many troubles in the secular world, so we came here to stay for a few days to escape for a few days, trying to be quiet, and hope that fellow Taoists will take us in." .”

"Longyin Temple's seniors are here, and you can stay for as long as you want. Even if you stay here for a long time and find a Taoist companion, we are very welcome."

The woman smiled charmingly at Zu Wei, her voice was gentle and touching, making people daydream.

Pan Ye and Lao Zhang, who were walking behind the two, looked at each other with strange expressions.

"It's late, and you must be tired. I'll visit tomorrow. This is the token for walking through the door. With this token, you are welcome to visit other places except some forbidden places."

Deacon Jiang led them to an extremely exquisite attic near the summit, and saluted them.

Watching Deacon Jiang go down the mountain in various poses, Pan Ye arched Zuwei's arm, and said with a smile, "Brother Zu, Deacon Jiang seems to have taken a fancy to you. I think you might as well just be the son-in-law at this tide gate."

Zu Wei is now tall, thin and straight, and has a gentle and elegant temperament that makes women admire. He is really a killer of young women.

In addition, he often showed a simple and naive look, and he responded to a certain sentence-the invisible flirt is the most deadly.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just a small talk between fellow Taoists."

Zu Wei changed the subject somewhat uncomfortably, "Brother Pan, let me tell you that more than [-]% of Chao Chao Sect disciples are women, and it would be a good thing to find a partner to live here."

"Brother Zu, did you reveal what you think in your heart?"

"..."

Zu Wei waved the jade tablet in front of the courtyard gate, the gate opened automatically, and there were three simple and elegant pavilions inside.

The glutinous rice balls, which had been pinched on Pan Ye's neckline, only showing a small head poking around, jumped to the ground with a whoosh, flicked their small tails, ran around the yard cheerfully, and disappeared in an instant.

There are fresh melons and fruits in the building, as well as a rich collection of books. Presumably, it is often cleaned by someone.

(End of this chapter)