The Way of the Pirate Arrives

Chapter 204

From ancient times to the present, there is a sea called the heavens, and a mountain called the ten thousand realms. The mountains and seas are the heavens and the ten thousand realms.

A wave rises, I don't know how many ups and downs the sky has.

A stone rolled down, I don't know how rough the world is.

Mountains and seas are the world of those who transcend, and they are also opportunities for those who strive for crossing. There are always some weak people who come to the world of mountains and seas by chance.

A raft has been floating in the sea of ​​heavens since time immemorial, and there is a fisherman on it who seems to be immobile from time immemorial. He does not move at all in the face of the waves of the sea of ​​heavens, and his pupils seem to be filled with heavens and worlds.

The raft has experienced countless waves and waves, and its color looks a little dark and dull. It drifts forward quietly and is about to meet a wave.

In the waves, a black shadow fell, it was Mo Shan Wuya who had stepped into the five-color light array. The Dao Demon in his arms disappeared, replaced by a four-petal four-color flower, and he staggered down to the raft hastily.

A light curtain was raised on the raft, and the waves that wanted to submerge the raft were directly isolated from the outside.

After a while, Moshan Wuya, who fell from the layered and confused space, woke up. He subconsciously hugged the Dao Demon in his arms, and his arms were empty. The next moment, he saw the flower transformed by the Dao Demon.

Mo Shan Wuya scanned the surroundings, he could only see the raft, fishermen, and the sea water within a few inches of the raft, and he couldn't even see through the sea water, just like seeing flowers in the fog, with a little haze.

The fisherman didn't pay attention to the uninvited guests on the raft, as if the fishing rod, fishing line, and bait in his hands were more important. He just saw the few strands of cause and effect planted by his avatar, and shook the waves to fish out Moshan Wuya.

Mo Shan Wuya looked at the back of the fisherman on the raft, and the Taoist priest who gave him the Yellow Court Sutra suddenly appeared in his mind. The two figures looked similar, but the two figures gradually overlapped in his mind.

"Senior?" He called softly. Slowly, he saw that the fisherman seemed to be out of consciousness. After pondering for a moment, he sat down cross-legged and began to practice the Huang Ting Jing, waiting for the fisherman to wake up during the practice.

I don't know how long it took, the stars in the universe circulated in the fisherman's pupils, the heavens and worlds were born and died, just like fog flowers and brilliant lights, he murmured.

"Diao'er...but still..."

"True spirits, are they all dead?" After the fisherman finished speaking, he sighed immediately, as if thousands of streams of light entered the fisherman's body along the fishing line.

Amidst the fishermen's sighs, Mo Shan Wuya woke up from his training. He looked at the fisherman, but found that he couldn't see clearly. He released his spiritual sense, and the raft and fisherman that his spiritual sense could feel before could no longer sense it.

"Senior, what is this place, and why is this junior here?" Wu Ya bowed slightly, very respectful.

A place where he could only see a few inches with his eyes, the hazy and mysterious feeling of seeing flowers in the fog made him want to know this place as soon as possible, knowing that the unknown always makes people feel a little palpitating.

The fisherman was still fishing as before, as if everything was just like a fantasy, just a boundless illusion. He looked at the sea water swinging around the raft, and the feeling of layered confusion spread over his heart, and his heart seemed to calm down all of a sudden.

The sky is like an ocean, you can imagine how far the few inches of sea water has traveled. The unit is light years. No, light years are just a measure of the distance between planets. So how far is the distance between the heavens? A distance that cannot be accommodated in the mind.

Space cannot be measured, and there are many spaces between the heavens. At a glance, there are layers of confusion. It is just that ordinary people cannot directly observe the North and South Poles, but they can vaguely observe the North and South Poles through a globe.

Mo Shanwuya looks at the heavens and seas, just like ordinary people who want to focus on the real North and South Poles from the globe, but they don't know that the heavens and seas are a world that only those who are detached can barely peep.

Just like not standing on the shoulders of giants, how can we overlook the magnificent world.

"Is this my illusion? It seems that I saw Robin on Mount Korpo, I saw..." Mo Shan Wuya seemed to have three flowers in his eyes, and he murmured, looking at the world of pirates in the sea of ​​heavens.

Mount Korpo.

In the hut, Qingshan Wuya was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, his eyes kept closed for Luo Bing to dispel the demon.

Robin wiped Wuya's face with a towel in his hand, and muttered while wiping, "Brother Wuya, it's been a month, when will you wake up..."

Although Mo Shan Wuya awakened the memory of his previous life, this life is not wasted. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, and the half-width world gradually blurred in front of his eyes...

The sea of ​​heavens is still flowing slowly, and the world in his eyes has changed again.

In the second half of the great voyage, Kaido's territory, the Zhiyuandao of the Daochang Pirates roamed here.

On the deck, Ri Yuekong stood at the bow of the ship. He had many pit-like scars on his chest. At a glance, his aura was a little more calm and fierce, as if the time had faded away from his immaturity.

"Bai Ling, isn't your divination accurate? Let's see if Kaido's Drought Jack is chasing after him?" Sun Yuekong ordered.

"I know! I don't know what you think, the Hundred Beasts Pirates have begun to surround our pirates without notifying the captain!"

Lang Qing heard the words from the side, and retorted: "Bai Ling, the captain naturally has something to do, what we have to do is to protect, and then protect..." In fact, she also felt a little resentful in her heart, but she thought that Wu Ya had sacrificed her life before Saving the crew seemed like it was all worth it.

"Slightly! The captain shouldn't be with his own crew!" After Bai Ling retorted, he immediately transformed into Bai Ze's body and slipped into Lang Qing's arms.

"Yeah! I haven't come home yet, not to mention my pirate group, Sun Moon Kong, Lang Qing, Bai Ling, Fat Man..." Looking at this scene, Mo Shan Wuya felt a little bitter in his heart, and a gleam crossed his cheek. The teardrops gradually blurred the world in front of me, and the teardrops fell on my mouth, a little salty.

He didn't know what was going on in his mind, he just felt a blank in front of his eyes, but he didn't think about anything, it seemed to be another kind of sublimation, too many thoughts passed by in an instant, he only felt that the world was worthwhile, and there were too many beautiful things, but he couldn't say no. exit.

He awakened the memory of his previous life and wanted to go home, but there are too many ties in this life and he needs to be guarded.

Mo Shanwuya stood quietly on the raft, and time passed quietly like this. His eyes were sometimes confused, sometimes bright, and sometimes very complicated...

Dao Xin is mysterious and mysterious, it cares about thoughts reaching the soul, maybe a small thing can be dusty, maybe a sudden realization, maybe unintentional achievement but perseverance, it is simple and simple, difficult to say, it is mysterious and mysterious.

"The Tao has no end. If there is one, it will only be me." Suddenly, these words echoed in Mo Shan Wuya's mind, and they lingered for a long time, showing a bit of vicissitudes.

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