Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

The night wiped away the last rays of the setting sun.

Under the dark starry sky, there is only a boundless sea left,

Two rabbits were glowing with oil crackling on the fire, mixed with a tempting aroma.

"What shall we do now?"

A gust of wind blew, and Zhou Youcai leaned against the fire.

Li Pingan threw some dead branches into the fire again, making the fire intensify again.

Tear open the roasted rabbit leg and take a big bite.

"There are two ways, either wait here for passing ships to pass by, or be a boat."

Do.. make a boat?Cross the sea?

Zhou Youcai felt that this idea was a bit too imaginative.

But after thinking about it, brother Li can fix the world with one stroke and calm the storm.

What else is impossible.

Li Pingan said: "Brother Wen and Brother Zhou, I will leave the matter of collecting food to you, it is best to get some food that is convenient for storage.

Lao Niu and I are in charge of making the boat,"

Wen Tao nodded, "Don't worry."

The next morning.

The sea breeze has a salty taste, which makes people feel humid.

A ray of sunlight fell down and shone on the isolated island in the vast sea.

On the island, one tree after another crashed down.

Feijian Xiaoyu swayed a white light.

Li Pingan sat on a rock, gnawing on the leftover dragon meat.

Li Pingan will not do more complicated ships.

But if it's just a canoe, it's still very good.

Choose a larger tree, cut down the whole tree, and burn it in the middle of the tree.

Wait for the middle to burn into charcoal, and then dig out to form a hollow, thus forming a canoe. "

But a canoe alone is definitely not enough.

Li Pingan made three in one go.

Then all three canoes were connected together with four crossbars, and the three canoes were thus firmly integrated.

"This journey is much more exciting than I imagined."

Li Pingan sighed while polishing the details of the canoe.

Monk Changqing is lucky, that guy should be fine.

Zhou Youcai hunted many prey with Wen Tao.

After marinating, it is convenient to carry.

After seven or eight days.

The three of them finally set off again, paddling the three canoes connected together and wandering in the sea.

As the sun sets, the sky seems to be on fire.

Thick and heavy clouds and fog entrenched in the sky.

Li Pingan was lying on the boat, yawning.

The setting sun fell on the hull, splashing a piece of light rain, like a gorgeous tail.

Life in a canoe is dull.

Not even a place to stretch his legs, Wen Tao sometimes jumped off the boat.

Standing on the sea, dragging the three wooden boats connected together to move forward quickly.

Wufu really doesn't know any spells.

It stands to reason that a Qi trainer of the sixth rank is already able to control objects and fly.

Li Pingan asked Wen Tao if he could fly, and Wen Tao said that he could only jump.

Li Pingan said that singing and rap are missing

Wen Tao didn't understand what he meant.

Only the peak warriors of the eighth rank can walk against the wind.

It is not easy to gain a firm foothold in the sea by concentrating on yourself.

Sure enough, everything in the world has two sides.

Wu Fu has a strong body and fighting power.

But apart from these two, no matter what aspect they are far behind Qi practitioners.

............

The sea separates two continents.

There are many aquariums under it, and the old turtle is an ordinary member of the many aquariums.

Sometimes, it will save a few crew members who fell into the water on the water, or help others to divination to avoid disaster.

It's just that this cultivation base has not risen for a long time, and cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

It's nothing more than a waste of life.

Fortunately, the tortoise was born with a long life, otherwise he might have passed away like an old friend by now.

The old turtle was wandering in the sea when he suddenly found three small canoes on the sea.

The sea is notoriously dangerous, even if the official warships are not careful, there is a risk of eternal doom.

These people dared to drive on the sea in a small boat.

What a guts.

“Very fragrant wine~”

The old turtle smelled the aroma of the wine and couldn't help but went forward to beg for a sip.

gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

There was movement on the sea.

A huge tortoise poked its head out of the sea, looking at Li Pingan.

To be precise, it is the wine gourd on Li Pingan's waist.

Li Pingan smiled, reached out and touched its head.

The turtle lowered its head obediently.

"What? Want to drink my wine?"

The tortoise seemed to understand what Li Pingan said, and spit out a few bubbles.

"Drink as much as you want, but I only have the last sip left, and I don't know when I will be able to reach Yunzhou."

Li Pingan untied the wine gourd, and accidentally took out the chivalrous pen as well.

The tortoise was startled, turned around and went back to the bottom of the sea.

Trembling, not daring to come any closer.

Once there was a dragon making waves in the sea.

The sage passed by here and cut the horned dragon here.

It is rumored that the horned dragon drew the sea into the sky = hundreds of feet high, with the intention of destroying the saint with the power of the sea.

Unexpectedly, the sage broke half of the sea with one stroke.

Although Lao Gui had never seen that scene with his own eyes, he had heard his father tell about it.

His father warned him repeatedly that he would take a detour when he encountered studying in the future.

You better be lucky when these guys talk to you.

Because he doesn't reason with you, it means that he is ready to beat you until you agree with his point of view.

And the old turtle felt that the pen was carrying a natural, destructive force.

Could it be a Confucian sage?

wrong!Saints are not so easy to meet.

But even if he is not a saint, he is definitely not an ordinary Confucian monk.

"Hey! Brother Gui, are you still drinking?" Li Pingan shouted.

The old man shrank his head, not daring to speak.

Li Pingan smiled helplessly, and poured some wine from the wine gourd into the sea water.

The old turtle leaned over cautiously, stuck out his tongue and tasted it.

He smacked his lips and shook his head, feeling very comfortable.

Good wine, really good wine.

"Brother Turtle, show up."

Hearing another call from the other party, the old turtle poked his head out.

"Old Gui Qiheng pays a visit to the immortal master."

"I don't dare to be an immortal teacher." Li Pingan shook the wine pot, "There is still a small mouthful, and I will give it all to you."

"...Thank you Master Immortal."

Immortals give wine.

It is also a good story to spread.

"Good wine, really good wine."

The old turtle smiled and saw that Li Pingan not only did not have the stinky airs of a scholar, but had a stock market spirit on him.

I couldn't help chatting with the other party, and I became acquainted with each other after going back and forth.

I heard Li Pingan said that he was going to Yunzhou.

The old turtle took the rope of the canoe to himself and set off for Yunzhou.

This speed is at least several times faster than before.

A small sip of wine, in exchange for a friend.

Li Pingan thinks it's worth it.