Destiny’s Catalogue

——Thank you for not going to friends every day to give a reward again, and thank you all for voting, Sanjiang, currently in seventh place, still very good.

The sea of ​​storms is famous for its squally winds and waves.

Under the mighty power of this world, a huge sea ship was moving hard in the sea, and the sails engraved with the formations were almost torn off. From time to time, huge waves hit the hull and deck, and the ship shook. Shaking, it seems that it will sink into the sea in the next moment.

The sailors on the deck were tremblingly under the command of a Crow Crow Robe Monk, changing the direction of the sails, manipulating the rudder, etc., while the other two Crow Crow Robe Monks were using magic techniques to repair the deck and hull that were cracked by the waves.

"Fan Daochang, there is no problem, right?" The owner of the ship is a thin middle-aged man with luxurious clothes, a soft hat on his head, and a jade pendant around his waist. At this time, he is anxiously asking the monk in a green robe beside him.

The monk surnamed Fan smiled and said, "Ma Dong's, you haven't run this storm sea route before? This level of wind and waves are the most common, don't worry, this deck and hull are blessed by our master's layout. There will be no problem with the formation. Besides, there is an island in front of it, so just avoid it there."

Ma Dongjia nodded: "I rely on you all, but I have paid for the goods of this ship, so I hope that Nanban can sell it at a good price and treat my children. By the way, do you really have a medicine king? Can you find the fairy inside and give Heng'er heal?"

"Our suzerain used to be a disciple of the King of Medicine Sect. Now he is establishing a sect in Izumo, but he has never been in contact with the elders in the sect. As long as Ma Dongjia can afford the spirit stone, you are guaranteed to heal Ma Yuanheng's family. Illness." The monk surnamed Fan said without blinking. Anyway, when you arrive in Nanban, as long as you have a spirit stone, you can still afford to invite the outer disciples of King Yaozong.

Ma Dongjia showed a satisfied look. Seeing that the monk surnamed Fan commanded the sailor in good order, and an island appeared in front of him, he walked back to the cabin with confidence.

As soon as he stepped into a cabin, he saw a pale, thin seven- or eight-year-old boy who was helped by the maid, got off the bed and stepped under the carpet.

This cabin is decorated very ornately. All the wood is from Nanban ancient pineapple. The ground is covered with animal hair carpets from Kamikaze Kingdom. The golden lamp on the table is a craft from the wordless country. The lamp oil comes from Beifeng Kingdom. Of giant whale oil.

"Heng'er, why did you get out of bed?" Ma Ping frowned, stepped forward to support the little boy, and at the same time scolded the young and petite maid: "What are you doing, why don't you stop the young master?"

The little boy hurriedly interrupted: "Father, it’s not about Sister Lotus. I heard the sound of the strong wind and the waves outside, so I just want to take a look." The most special thing about the little boy is that he has an eye on his forehead. At this time, he looked expectantly at Ma Ping.

Seeing his son like this, Ma Ping felt soft, and told the lotus: "Follow and look after the young master, so you can't make any mistakes." Then he took his son's hand and walked to the deck.

"Wow, what a big wind, what a magnificent wave." Ma Yuanheng immediately exclaimed as soon as he walked on the deck, but limited to his young age, he couldn't find any extra words to describe his feelings.

Ma Ping looked at Ma Yuanheng lovingly: "This time Daddy has collected a lot of spiritual stones, and with this cargo, he should be able to ask the Immortal Chang of Yao Wangzong to cure the disease that you have carried in your mother’s womb. Whatever you see!"

Ma Yuanheng blinked his three eyes and asked innocently: "Daddy, are there really immortals? Can I really cure my illness? Then I will be able to run and jump like everyone else. ?"

"Hehe, aren't those Daoist masters who are cultivating immortals? Besides, don't we three-eyed clan also have natural magical powers." Ma Ping smiled and touched his son's head. It turns out that they are one of the ancient clan. The three-eyed race can release some offensive spells from the eye on the forehead, and the power of the spells will gradually increase as the age grows. They do not need to practice on their own, but their lifespan and ability to be hit Like ordinary people, they are equivalent to ordinary people who can use offensive techniques, but they can also practice Immortal Dao techniques.

"Well, but none of them can fly into the sky to escape, and they are not immortals." Ma Yuanheng shook his head, and looked down upon those monks at all.

Ma Ping sighed, "How can we easily see the kind of immortals who fly into the sky and escape the earth? In our overseas countries, they are all very noble, either a national teacher or a sect master. If you can become an immortal, I will die as a daddy."

In hundreds of small countries overseas, there are only seven or eight monks in the soul stage, and no more than sixty monks in the entrainment stage. The reason is that the resources for cultivation are not abundant, only those who want to enjoy the prosperity of the world. Will settle in overseas countries.

However, because it is located in the middle of the western barren land, the southern barbarian continent and the waters of the Flaming Islands, the three islands, the North Sea and other places, it has become the most prosperous transshipment place for the bottom trade, and it is very rich and powerful. Even some countries have been bought and sold by these great tourists.

Behind these great guests, without exception, there are the shadows of the big gates. After all, the high-level goods are carried by the monks in storage bags. Just walk the transport array. The bottom goods, such as the medicinal materials needed for the bodybuilding period, Some rare and exotic objects with low immortality value, using teleportation arrays, or hiring high-level monks, were not worth the gain, so the major sects supported these great guests.

Ma Ping is regarded as the fourth-level Haike. He could not find the effect of Zongmen, and had no background of spirit and enlightenment. He could only rely on the magical powers of the three-eyed clan to walk the long-distance sea route and teach some lessons about not opening eyes. Because of this, he dared to hire the few ancient Yunzong monks on the ship with confidence.

"Well, I want to be able to run and jump, fly and slam a flying sword." Ma Yuanheng looked forward to his face, but his attention was quickly shifted: "Father, look, what a freshman An octopus!"

In the distance, a huge octopus appeared on the surface of the sea, which was as big as this ship, attacking something with its teeth and claws. Ma Ping only uses his third eye to send out some Tier 3 and Tier 4 spells, so I can't feel it. Those ancient Yunzong cultivators are shivering: "Brother Fan, that is a Tier 4 monster. "

Fan Yu's face was ugly: "It should be, but its target is not us. It shouldn't be a big problem." Having said that, his trembling right hand still exposed his true emotions. Several monks in the cultivation period added him to an out-of-aperture period. , Facing the octopus, ten times more is not enough to fill that stomach!

"Wait, what is that?" Fan Yu looked there in shock.

A monster beast with a huge body like an octopus is much more difficult to transform than a normal monster, so there has not been a humanoid transformation. At this time, its huge body was being firmly entangled by two air currents, one black and one white, and then the body slowly became smaller, and finally sucked into something that could not be seen clearly.

Then they saw a young monk wearing a blue Taoist robe flying over here. Ma Yuanheng clapped his hands happily and said, "Father, look, it's really a fairy! He can fly!"

Ma Ping was shocked, whether this fairy would **** his own goods, this was worth a lot of spiritual stones, and the ancient Yunzong cultivators were equally scared.

With all his thoughts, the young monk has flown to the front, stopped on the deck, and asked with a peaceful smile: "Where is your ship going? If you go to Nanban, can you go a little way, right? Yes, Shi Xuan, poor road, just call it directly."

It turned out that Shi Xuan relied on the astronomy chart and Tai Chi diagram. A few days ago, after untold hardships, he finally walked out of the fog of space, and by identifying the stars in this great world, he judged that he was in the sea of ​​storm.

The power of Taiji Tu made Shi Xuan amazed. The Jinqiao Huan can not only hold down the small space cracks, but if the golden bridge appears above his head when defending, the spells below Tier 9 will disappear as soon as he reaches him. The ultimate magic weapon for offense and defense.

Of course, now the golden bridge can only hold the smallest spatial cracks, a little bigger is nothing, but Shi Xuan believes that with the increase in the number of restricted layers, over time, after the Tai Chi diagram grows up, the golden bridge it transforms will become the world's largest The nemesis of formations, space cracks, and time vortexes! But this is a magic weapon, or something on the spirit treasure is gone.

"We are going to Nanban to live in immortal long-term. That is the brilliance of Pengxuan, and we can't deny it." Ma Ping saw Shi Xuan's kind and kind expression, and immediately relieved his strength here. In front of Xian Chang, he certainly didn't have enough to see, if he wanted to rob, he didn't need to use circuitous means at all.

Fan Yu and other monks stood respectfully.

Shi Xuan was also exhausted by walking through the fog of space, so he wanted the ship to take him for a ride. When he was about to speak, he saw the little boy with three eyes looking at him and asked curiously: "The fairy , Are you a fairy?"

"Haha, how can you be considered a fairy? Seeing your appearance, you should be a member of the Three-Eyed Clan, but you are sick?" Shi Xuan asked Ma Yuanheng in extremely poor health.

All the thoughts in Ma Ping's mind flashed, and he knelt down immediately: "Please also ask the immortal Chang to save my child's life. I implore the immortal Chang to show mercy."

Shi Xuan looked at it with a magic technique. It turned out that it was the damage in the womb, so the origin was damaged, so he nodded and said: "It just happens that the poor way can be cured, so it's the ship fare."

Hearing that Shi Xuan said that he could be cured, Ma Ping really couldn’t describe his feelings at the moment. Over the past few years, he has been worrying about his son’s illness, the pleading that brought his son to visit famous doctors and monks, and the disappointment again and again. The decisive gambling of the King of Medicine's wealth, mixed together, brewing a bitter and sad taste, repeatedly kowtow: "Thanks to the immortal Chang, thank the immortal Chang." His face was full of tears.

Fan Yu and several other ancient Yunzong disciples sneered in their hearts: "This is a monk named Shi Xuan. He has a big tone. What does it mean is just capable of curing. I don't even look at the cultivation level of my master Yinqi Dacheng. After secretly diagnosed, , They all spurned on Yao Wangzong. This Shi Xuan is definitely not the senior of the Soul Stage, can he surpass his own Sect Master?"

Shi Xuan didn't know when he added a beautiful small bottle with warm white jade as its body, and then shook it easily, that is, under this shake, the big octopus inside turned into blood.