In the early morning, the shell boats drifted on the sea drifted into the center of several small islands.

These small islands are formed by coral reefs. A circle of white sand beaches around the islands slowly contact the sea water. Below the sea water is colorful, with many bright corals, and many colorful fishes shuttled through them. Sometimes, I even saw cute sea turtles swimming slowly.

The island is also colorful.

There are many peculiar cactus-like plants growing in the reefs of the island. These plants are blooming. Some are the purples that the nobles in Jiankang City and Luoyang City like the most, some are dazzling bright yellows, and some are as white as the snow in Jiankang City at this time.

At the bow of the shell ship, the young Taoist looked at the flowers and was speechless.

It was as warm as spring, but last night he had a dream. He dreamed that countless white snowflakes fell on him, and he also dreamed that someone handed him a string of sweet and sour candied haws.

The color of the candied haws is even more beautiful than the purple flowers now.

But that is just a dream after all.

He knew very well that although the ship seemed to be drifting aimlessly, just like today when he entered the natural harbor surrounded by these small islands, the flowing water that pushed the ship came from the heart of the white-robed monk behind him.

The monk in white robe did not pay attention to the emotions in his eyes at this moment.

He knew that the young man was in a bad mood these days, which came from the sudden change in the outside world. It was like a pool of quiet water that had been quiet for many years, but suddenly, people were constantly thrown into the pool of quiet water. The quiet water that had been used to the quiet fish would naturally not be used to it.

He was very worried about the young man's emotions, and his eyebrows were full of worry, but it was not because of the young man in front of him.

His eyes fell on the clouds above the sea in the distance.

Those clouds spread some wonderful halos in the early morning.

Fishermen sailing at sea are most afraid of encountering storms. Even powerful practitioners have to maintain enough awe when facing this kind of heavenly power.

Especially those ordinary fishermen were only active offshore, but the shell boat where he and the young Taoist were located were far away from the deep sea in the areas where fishermen were active.

The further away from the continuous land, the more terrifying the storms in the sea are.

Looking at the wonderful halos in the clouds, he knew very well that a huge storm was brewing and generating, and it would come soon.

This is why he drove this shell ship into the center of these small islands.

"I still can't get ashore. Can't I even go to these islands?"

The young Taoist voice sounded and the ears of the white-robed monk came into the white-robed monk.

The monk in white robe glanced at the back of the young Taoist, and shook his head.

The young Taoist sighed, "Even if it is so far away from the land... are you not even at ease to board such a small piece of land?"

The monk in white robe frowned slightly.

This kind of dialogue has been many times many years ago, and it is logical that there is no need to be repeated, but he could see that the young Taoist today is not in good mood. He thought that the storm that will soon may make him feel even more depressed. After all, even himself does not like to enjoy the taste of a storm.

"Your father told you not to leave this boat, so it was not a question of how far this island was from land."

So he sighed softly and said, "You and I know very well that this only concerns the realm you need to achieve in your cultivation. Your thoughts have become a little confused recently, but those are useless. The faster your practice speed, the faster you can leave the ship."

"But I'm already very fast."

The young Taoist did not end such a dispute directly as he thought.

The young Taoist slowly raised his head, turned around, looked at the white-robed monk seriously, and said sincerely: "You also know my father's intention. He is just worried that I will be killed. But you should know that even on land, few people have faster body movements than me. Even if someone really comes to the sea to kill me, even on these islands, with my body movements, it is impossible for me to escape from this boat."

"Your father is not worried about those who have slower body skills than you, but those who have limited body skills faster than you." The monk in white robe shook his head and said, "For me, I can understand your thoughts, but the reason why your father asked me to be on this boat was because he knew that I understood what he meant better. This kind of attempt that seemed to not violate his true wishes was often like the honey in the hands of a child. If he said he would not eat it and never tried the taste of honey, he might be able to withstand it, but as long as he had the first bite, he would definitely not be able to withstand the second bite and the third bite."

"This kind of thing is like some of the precepts we uphold. Although it seems unreasonable, I will definitely accept it completely without violating the precepts at all." The monk in the white robe looked at him and said with great sincerity: "Because I know that even a slight violation is enough to break the sugar bowl of desire, and it will definitely lead to catastrophic consequences."

The young Taoist stopped talking.

He ended the debate that had not been around for a long time with silence.

His eyes also remained on the clouds in the distance.

In just a moment, the clouds that originally radiated a halo of halo had turned into black dark clouds.

The dark clouds were far away, but there was a bright lightning in it.

In his perception, an extremely wet wind was sweeping over there.

He actually respects this white-robed Taoist.

He also understood his father's thoughts very well.

His father spent his whole life practicing to such a height, and then made sure that he was in such a position, and there were many god-like people who were silent for a lifetime, just like just helping him practice.

I'm afraid many of those people are unwilling to accept it and even have the idea of ​​replacing it.

Many of those people are also extremely powerful. Maybe as long as there is a possibility of killing him, they will try it immediately.

He has accepted his father's life and the life he arranged for himself many years ago.

He also waited confidently for the day when he could leave seclusion.

He also advised himself countless times that in the classics, countless people also went into seclusion in the mountains, and some even went into seclusion for most of their lives before they truly came out.

Returning to land from the sea is no different from coming out of the mountain.

But he was too young after all, and he had really waited for too long.

In such a spiritual waste era, even though many people continued to add true energy to him, the more true energy he accumulated in his martial arts, the more he felt that the process was extremely slow.

He actually didn't want to completely deviate from his father's idea.

But he really wants to make a change.

At least...he hoped that he would decide where the ship would go, at least he could board the islands he wanted to go to.

...

The sky at the sea completely darkened.

On the originally shimmering sea, the waves became bigger and bigger.

The howling wind blew, blew his clothes and the monks' white robe.

There was a loud bang.

A lightning like a bucket fell from the sky and fell on the sea not far away.

The raindrops as big as beans are like countless arrows falling down in the strong wind.

The monk in white robe frowned slightly again.

He settled on the shell ship, hoping to get the young Taoist back to the canopy that could shelter the rain.

As many years of wandering on the sea, his cultivation has become stronger and stronger. I am afraid that no one in the world can do better than him in the control of the wind, rain and water flow.

But at this moment, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

He felt a strange fluctuation.

His eyes narrowed.

A black line appeared on the sea in the distance, and the black line became higher and higher, and it turned out to be a strange huge black wave, which in a blink of an eye had exceeded the height of the small island facing him.

boom!

The waves hit the island like thousands of troops. Countless plants and trees on the island were instantly shattered, countless splashes of water were like countless hills disintegrating in the air, and like countless monsters bathed in the black sky, falling towards the small boat.

The white-robed monk was shocked, and the true energy in his body was gushing out. Even so, the shell ship beneath him still fluctuated violently, as if he was about to be knocked out by the waves in an instant and knocked to the sky!

Boom!

Another large lightning bolt fell on the dark sea.

In the light of lightning, the monk in white robe saw the young Taoist's face clearly.

The young Taoist's face was absolutely calm, and his eyes were filled with strange brilliance.

The white-robed monk's mind instantly seemed to have a flash of lightning, becoming transparent.

He reacted instantly and shouted sternly: "Shen Nian, it turns out to be..."

His voice was covered by the roar of countless falling thunder.

The young Taoist did not respond to him, but flew forward.

He landed towards the farthest island ahead.

This storm was not something he could control, but he was able to mobilize enough energy to enhance some of his power.

At this time, he could be sure that while the white-robed monk was working hard to deal with the storm, it would be impossible for him to stop him from boarding these islands.
Chapter completed!