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"Just the East China Sea!"

Lu Zhengkang nodded and lay down comfortably on the sampan.

"Hey, younger generation, how did you fall into the sea?" There was a simple question on the fisherman's dark face.

"Bad luck." Lu Zhengkang yawned and untied his clothes. Only a clean person was left. The clothes were all clenched into a ball, which he used as a bedding. Fortunately, the uneven boat planks. Lying on top is more comfortable, the front side is slowly roasted by the sun, the surface of the skin is steamed with mist, the sea water has faded and a thin layer of salt is precipitated, and Lu Zhengkang's expression is very pickled.

The fisherman shook his head and cast another net. There were many fishing lines on the side of the boat. He pulled one from time to time, and there was always a harvest. The trash fish were dumped in the compartment under the boat plank. There were rare catches. Only put it in the basket.

The sky was still bright, and the fisherman saw the black clouds in the southeast from a distance, and hurriedly pulled up the fishing net and line, ready to return.

"Lady, help rowing!"

Lu Zhengkang yawned and sat up, "No problem!"

Two people, one swaying the scull, the other with the sculls, fleeing to the west, hunting in the east wind, the boat runs smoother and smoother, the man with open arms sings the boat song.

"Woo hello-

"The wind blows my sails

"The boat waves with the wind

"Send me to the place I miss day and night"

The fisherman freed his right foot to beat the beat, "It's so good to hear, who taught you?"

"Teng Lijun!"

"Yo, still a gentleman! Which country's gentleman?"

"China's."

"The younger generation is talking nonsense. China is in Zhonglu, and it is not close to the sea. No one can sing such a boat song."

"Just treat it as I'm talking nonsense!" Lu Zhengkang was paddling and singing, full of physical strength and hearty spirit, but although they moved fast, the east wind was faster, and when they saw the land, they looked again, and the top of their heads had been completely swept by rain clouds.The jumbled spots of water are covered with bright purple thunder branches, the sky is rainy and gusty, the waves are raging under the boat, the sky and the earth are conquering, and people can no longer distinguish between east and west.

The fisherman put away the scull and took out another set of oars. His dark and broad face was full of stern determination.

Lu Zhengkang laughed loudly: "In this world, the water is strong, the yin and yang meet, and the thunder is growing. It is a good time for diligence!"

The fisherman sat in front of Lu Zhengkang and was also paddling together. The two of them worked together, and the boat flew against the wave like a crossbow.

"Lady! Don't gossip! This torrential rain is coming abnormally, maybe it is the Dragon King of Haili who is about to collect people!"

Lu Zhengkang replied loudly. His clear and gentle voice passed through the rain, thunder, and thunder. He was still clear and gentle and amiable, "You are worried that you are wrong! It is not the dragon king who wants to accept people, but the water ghost wants to kill people. Look to the right. !"

The fisherman followed the prestige. In the gloomy moss-like world, a strong brilliant gold glowed under the pitch-black sea surface. In an instant, thousands of colorful ghosts and charms jumped out of the water, there are ships, and Water monster fish spirit, there are thousands of golden powder palace faults, endless gods and ghosts flying around the column.

The wind, rain and thunder, closed for a while.

The fisherman's eyes widened, looking at the water droplets floating in the air, the sky and the earth fell into stagnation in an instant. He had never seen such a miraculous scene in his life.

"what is that?"

"A mirage, I think this mirage is also a dragon species. I'm afraid it's not a genus. Boating faster, slower, you won't be able to get out." Lu Zhengkang squinted his eyes and wondered whether or not to save a file here. .

Sixteen-year-old Lu Zhengkang, full of sunshine in his heart, travels to this world inexplicably. The golden finger on his body is an archive system. There are two fields in total. One is automatic archive and the other is active archive. Automatic archive does not need to be managed by him. Archive As long as he concentrates, he can archive and read files, which is very convenient.

The fisherman rowed the boat desperately, and the surface of the sea was like sand. With a row, the boat slid forward, and the stagnant raindrops hit the face directly.

Lu Zhengkang stood up, put a paddle on his back, pulled up the fisherman, "Go, let's jump on the boat."

"I can't do it! Young generation, isn't this a search for death!"

"Your boating speed is not as fast as the old lady in front of my house washing her hair."

"...What kind of thing is this and what kind of thing!" The fisherman couldn't laugh or cry, but was torn off the boat by Lu Zhengkang, "Hey! I caught my catch!"

"It's too late, see for yourself!"

The fisherman watched the golden light coming over the sea, and soon came under his fishing boat, so the fish he caught turned into star-studded ghosts, flew up, penetrating the barrier, and all the way towards the distance. His palace flew away, and when he looked again, a large handful of tens of thousands of flying fish suddenly jumped under the surface of the sea, flickering with fins, the translucent body was like colored glaze jade, and the posture was as natural as a butterfly in the sky.

The fisherman was trembling all over, he could hardly believe his eyes.

Lu Zhengkang took him and ran wildly on the frozen sea, turning over one wave after another, as if crossing a heavy sand dune, the sea water under his feet was slightly cool and elastic, as if covered with a transparent film.

Lu Zhengkang thought: This scenery is like the immortal family, and I will surely be so happy in the future.To clean hardware and make a sword, you must cut the long dragon and make thousands of pieces!

The fisherman finally recovered and hurriedly followed Lu Zhengkang with him.

At this time, a white rainbow flew from the west, piercing the dense clouds and mists. The rainbow light stayed above the mirage, faintly acting as a Taoist image, "Bold demon mirage, make waves here, don’t hurry up!"

An elegant female voice came from the depths of the palace: "The Taoist, you and I have no grievances, why do you have to fight and kill when you meet?"

"You and I are two different races. There is nothing to talk about. Today is the Daoist. I have a good fortune. For nothing, I have one more mirage, or I can practice another magic weapon!"

Lu Zhengkang turned his head to look. The monk of the Imperial Sword was majestic and arrogant. He thought he could see a dragon fight, but he didn't expect it. In the next second, a crimson horse flew out of the palace, like The Red River rolled back and rushed towards Xiao Han, making a huge thunder, the sea shook three times, the fisherman's eardrum ruptured and nourished blood, Lu Zhengkang opened his mouth in time, and was also dizzy at this time.

As for the Taoist man, he didn't even scream, he was crushed by the scarlet light into a splendid firework. The golden core exploded into a dish-shaped indigo blue mushroom cloud, and the aura of heaven and earth made the sea boil. , The fish and shrimp are jumping for joy.

Lu Zhengkang laughed and scolded: "This idiot, pretending to be the same thing, he can't even take a single trick!"

Chapter 741 Out of the Dragon's Den, into the Tiger's Den

The fisherman fell to the surface of the sea in pain, obviously having no way to go.

Lu Zhengkang struggled to take a sip of the mana flowing out of the Taoist Jindan, which contained the Taoist's own spiritual vitality and heaven and earth aura, more docile and easy to be attracted by the spirit, just suitable for the inner strength of Lu Zhengkang to control.

He subconsciously slapped the place, inspired by the inspiration in his mind, and suddenly had a judgment on the poor Taoist: "Practitioner, needless to say, this is the path of the pill method. The dragon and tiger medicine is incomplete, and the dragon has no claws. The tiger has no bones, and it’s a terrible practice. It seems to be a casual cultivator who does not know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. The years of cultivation are short, and the practice of using water with one hand is like a fish on the sea. Well, it happened to use his mana to do It's okay to escape."

Strangely speaking, Lu Zhengkang has countless exercise secrets in his mind. As long as he thinks a little, the corresponding method will emerge immediately. He thinks this may be regarded as a golden finger, or is it a lost precursor?

If you don't understand, save it for later.He now uses his own mind and energy machine to take a sip of water and practice mana for three turns in the Shenhai, stripping away the Taoist’s own brand of consciousness, and then expelling the aura of chaos, leaving only the pure waterway. force.Lu Zhengkang completed these steps in a flash, and then used this mana to draw an imperial water curse.With his bare buttocks and a fisherman on his back, he broke through the wind and waves as if stepping on a small airship under his feet and ran westward.

The fisherman kept crying on Lu Zhengkang’s back. His ears are probably deaf. Lu Zhengkang can’t cure the injury for the time being, but it’s not difficult to relieve the pain. Some of the miscellaneous qi that he separated earlier is used to bless him. Yan Ling chanted a toothache curse softly, and the fisherman immediately sighed and then passed out.

After running for three minutes, I finally left the mirage. In an instant, the sky was bright and bright. Looking back, I was covered by the thick sea fog behind me, but I couldn't see the thousands of palaces and the flying sea monsters.

The coast was right in front of him, but the mana that Lu Zhengkang had previously grabbed was not enough, the water curse could not be maintained, the talisman collapsed, and the empty foot immediately fell into the sea.

The fisherman was awakened by the water, and he opened his mouth and asked, "Where is it?" After he finished speaking, he froze first, "I can't hear you!"

Lu Zhengkang did not answer either. Anyway, he said that he was like a white strip in the waves, carrying the fisherman to the shore. The fisherman was demented and motionless, letting Lu Zhengkang hold his jaw and neck. On the water, sniffly exhale.

The blood from his ear canal was mixed in the sea.

When Lu Zhengkang came ashore, he turned around and saw a few sharks patrolling nearby, the fins exposed on the sea, like a periscope.