Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 290 Heading West
In mid-spring, the warm wind blows and thousands of ships pass by on the sea.

Two days later, a large ship set out from the ferry west of Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou and Leizhou are separated by the West Sea.

In order to conceal its identity, the large ship disguised itself as a merchant ship. Without any extra farewells, the ship soon sailed into the West Sea.

The blue sea was rough and the huge ship was rising and falling with the waves.

On the deck, Fang Xuan looked into the distance. It had only been a few months since the last time he drifted on the sea, but this time he was less restrained.

Since getting on the boat, Xiang Jie has stayed in the cabin and has not come out.

"Brother Pei, why are you here?"

Fang Xuan looked at Pei Qian, who had changed back into men's clothes, with some disbelief.

In order to prevent Pei Qian from being in danger, Pei Zhizhen decided to let Pei Qian stay in the Martial Temple.

Pei Qian smiled innocently and said, "Without Brother Long here, it would be too boring for me to be alone in the Martial Temple."

Fang Xuan smiled bitterly. He didn't think it mattered. A man should have ambitions and some experiences are inevitable.

But apparently, some people don't think so.

“Pei Qian!”

Pei Zhizhen had a cold face and stared at Pei Qian with anger in her eyes.

With a cold shout, even Pei Qian, who had already expected such a scene to happen, couldn't help but shrink his head in fear.

"Auntie!"

Pei Qian, who was grabbed by the collar by Pei Zhizhen, immediately became as obedient as a kitten.

"Didn't I tell you about the dangers of the trip to Leizhou? If something happens to you, how can I explain to your father?" If Fang Xuan hadn't been standing by, Pei Zhizhen might have punished Pei Qian with family rules.

"Aunt, don't worry. I promise to listen to you this time. Just let me stay with Brother Long!" Pei Qian pleaded bitterly.

"You..." Pei Zhizhen was furious, her chest rising and falling with anger. She glared at Pei Qian fiercely and said, "It's up to you whether you want to live or die!"

She left angrily.

"This..." Seeing the two of them having an unpleasant argument, Fang Xuan also felt a little embarrassed.

Pei Qian didn't take it to heart. He walked up to Fang Xuan and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Brother Long. Auntie is just like that. She has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Believe it or not, she will definitely ask you for help in private later!"

Looking at Pei Qian's almost charming face, Fang Xuan silently took two steps to the side, increasing the distance between him and Pei Qian, and said with a smile: "You are quite accurate in this aspect!"

Pei Qian said proudly: "Who let my aunt love me? In fact, I also know that my aunt is worried that something will happen to me, but the Wu Temple is too boring, even more maddening than Taixuanzong.

Brother Long also knows that I grew up in Taixuan Sect. The elders in the sect are always worried that I would get hurt, so they don’t let me go down the mountain. In fact, I can understand them, but as a man, you can’t let the elders carry the burden for you all your life.”

Listening to Pei Qian's sigh, Fang Xuan looked at him straight in the face.

From the first time they met until now, Fang Xuan saw for the first time the courage that a man should have in Pei Qian.

"By the way, Brother Long, who is the origin of that weirdo who lives next door to Senior Xiang?" Pei Qian suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Fang Xuan thought about it and shook his head: "It should be sent by the Dayang royal family. They have to send people for this kind of thing."

“Oh.” Pei Qian nodded, leaned his head towards Fang Xuan, and whispered, “I always feel like he doesn’t look like a good person!”

Fang Xuan couldn't help but laugh. There were many people on the ship who were from the Dayang royal family, and they were all from your army.

Night fell. "Crack!"

The door of Fang Xuan's cabin was slowly pushed open, and Pei Zhizhen walked in after getting Fang Xuan's permission.

"Brother Pei is right!" Seeing Pei Zhizhen coming alone, Fang Xuan smiled, motioned Pei Zhizhen to sit down, and casually added another cup of warm tea.

"What did he say?" Pei Zhizhen asked curiously after sitting down.

Fang Xuan said slowly: "You came to me for help or something like that!"

Pei Zhizhen had a gloomy face, bit her lip lightly, and said bitterly: "This child has been spoiled by the elders of the sect. How can he know the current martial arts world?"

Fang Xuan nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, I will take care of him during this trip!"

Three days passed in a flash, and the ship was sailing relatively smoothly.

This season is when pirates are rampant at sea, but large merchant ships like this generally don't encounter robbers.

Ordinary robbers only target small merchant ships, but once someone is able to attack such a merchant ship, anything is better than being a robber.

However, although there were no robbers harassing them, some accidents still happened on the ship.

Because there is abundant rainfall in this season, sea breezes often bring huge waves to the sea surface.

In addition to them, there were many ordinary people accompanying them. In just a few days, several people have fallen ill.

After a warrior's body has been tempered, he will naturally not be afraid, but if the virus is allowed to run rampant on the ship, it may not be a good thing.

That day, after lunch, Fang Xuan was in his room tempering his body with divine fire when there was a knock on the door.

Fang Xuan, who had heard the footsteps in advance, opened his eyes. His golden pupils slowly faded away, and he frowned and said, "Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and a burly man stepped over the threshold, clasped his fists towards Fang Xuan, and said, "Senior!"

Fang Xuan asked, "What's the matter?"

The man walked up to Fang Xuan, bowed, and sat down. "I am Chu Xin, Senior Xiang, please excuse me for disturbing you. I have something I want to discuss with you in advance!"

For those who are in the ranks, although they are also warriors, they actually have a stronger military aura.

Fang Xuan was somewhat annoyed at this rude soldier's lack of etiquette, and was afraid that he would disturb Xiang Jie and thus disrupt his own practice.

"To be honest, Leizhou Governor Chu Yuanzhen is really my elder brother. He betrayed Dayang, and I have nothing to say, but..." The burly and iron-blooded man seemed to be hesitant to speak at this time.

Fang Xuan saw through the other party's intention at a glance and shook his head: "I am not the one in charge of this trip. If you want to ask for mercy, you should go to Senior Pei.

Besides, as a representative of the military, you don’t need to ask me!”

Chu Xin paused for a moment and continued, “I can’t speak to Senior Pei and Senior Xiang, so please help me, Senior Long!

Our Chu family was once a martial arts family. Although the family has now split up, there are still many good things passed down.

My brother has an ancient Tibetan map. The elders in the clan said that it contains the secret of the upper realm. As long as my brother can be saved, I am willing to give this map to you!"

The secret ancient treasure of the upper realm!
Fang Xuan was still somewhat tempted.

The trip to the Haizhou secret realm benefited Fang Xuan a lot, so now Fang Xuan is still quite keen to explore the secret realm and ancient treasures.

After thinking for a while, Fang Xuan did not give a definite answer, but just said calmly:

"It depends on the situation. If it is within my responsibility and I don't interfere with the purpose of this trip, there is room for improvement!"

(End of this chapter)