Cultivation of Life Winner

The commoner boy frowned slightly, sighed, and finally said helplessly: "Qingpeng, let's go to sea. I stole the flying fish from the shaman, and I have a way to save Uncle Mu." As he spoke, the boy stretched out his hand, and his In the palm of his hand, there was a small boat lying impressively.

The boat was carved out of pitch-black wood, and the carving technique was very simple, as if it was the first time someone who didn't know woodcraft carved it.And beside the hull, the word "Flying Fish" is engraved obliquely.

But Qingpeng's eyes lit up the moment he saw the small wooden boat, revealing a hint of hope.But the next moment, Qingpeng bit his lip, and said with some fear: "The chief shaman knows...what should I do?"

"It's okay, as long as we rescue people back, the head shaman won't blame us. If the head shaman doesn't forgive us, Qingpeng, just say it was all my idea." My opinion, without the slightest hesitation.

Qingpeng was obviously very emotional, and for a long time, the idea of ​​saving his father still prevailed.Finally, he nodded viciously, but the next moment he suddenly ran towards the house.

Not long after, Qingpeng ran out again with a package on his back.Going to sea is an extremely dangerous thing.In Qingpeng's impression, every time he goes to sea, his father always prepares a lot of things.For food, there was nothing left at home, so Qingpeng brought a few pieces of dried fish left in his package.After thinking about it, Qingpeng took out another earthen jar, which contained fresh water.

The commoner looked a little anxious last year, and said: "Qingpeng, hurry up, you won't be able to go out to sea if you are discovered by the shaman."

Finally, the two teenagers stumbled and ran all the way to the beach in the heavy snow.And the boy in commoner clothes was obviously also prepared. He actually hid a lot of food and fresh water beside the rocks by the sea.

"Qingpeng, get out of the way."

Qingpeng nodded and took a few steps back.After he stood still, the cloth immediately cut his fingertips last year, and a drop of blood immediately dripped onto the flying fish boat.The next moment, the flying fish boat emitted a faint blood-red light.

The commoner boy was overjoyed, made a strange gesture with both hands, and then read out strange notes one after another.The note is cadenced, although I don't understand the meaning, but it gives people a sense of sacrificial oration.

Qingpeng looked enviously at the young man in front of him. The person who could recite the ancestral prayer was a sorcerer, the second only to the sorcerer in their crossing sea clan.

With the chanting of this prayer, Qingpeng only felt a slight fever all over his body, and his body, which was frozen in the snow just now, felt better.It's a pity that although Qingpeng tried his best to remember the boy's pronunciation, the strange thing is that no matter what, he couldn't remember a single word.

Finally, Qingpeng sighed, no longer extravagantly trying to remember this thing that is not inferior to him.

While the young man was reciting, the flying fish boat became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a big boat with a length of [-] meters!The whole body of this big ship is pitch black, and the hull is full of cracks, as if it has passed through the ages.

And in the hull, the huge sail in the middle has long been tattered, hanging down in mid-air with a sense of decay.On the bow of the boat, there was an extremely skinny old man in black robe sitting cross-legged on it.The old man lowered his head, without a trace of breath in his body, as if he had already sat down.

Flying fish boats are launched once every ten years by the sea crossing family.At that time, the best clansmen will go to sea on the flying fish boat.The head shaman said that the flying fish boat will take the ancestors of crossing the sea across the vast sea and arrive at a place that the ancestors of crossing the sea will never forget until their death.

And the specific name of that place, Wu Zhang actually doesn't remember.It was a long time ago. The Sea Crossing Clan has lived here for generations, and they have long forgotten where the Sea Crossing Clan came from and where they were going in the first place.Perhaps, after crossing this sea, they can remember the glory of the past.

It's a pity that ten years after ten years, a person, from a young person to an old person, and the witch leader is constantly changing, and no one has ever walked out of this sea.The flying fish boat went out with the freshest life, and then returned alone, and generations of people from the sea-crossing tribe disappeared.Maybe this secret will never come to light.

"Hurry up and get on the boat." Bu Yi pulled Qingpeng last year, and two staggering half-grown children ran towards the flying fish boat with a bunch of things in their arms.

As if the flying fish had sensed something, a black mist engulfed it, unexpectedly enveloping the commoner boy and Qingpeng onto the hull of the boat in an instant.

The moment the two of them stepped into the flying fish boat, an angry voice suddenly came from the place where the head shaman of the island was, "Nonsense!"

It's just that when the chief shackle came galloping, the flying fish boat had already sailed into the vast sea and disappeared without a trace.And the snow fell even more heavily.

The huge flying fish boat floated aimlessly and randomly in the sea. The whole pitch-black boat exuded a faint red light, which looked very strange on the sea surface.

"Witch, I'm a bit cold." Qing Peng said with his body trembling and his lips trembling.

The civilian boy approached Qingpeng slightly, and hugged him into his arms, and the two boys hugged each other to keep warm.

After a while, Qingpeng's voice sounded again: "My father, is he still alive?"

The boy in civilian clothes stepped up his strength again, his voice was a little weak but still firm: "Uncle Mu will be fine, don't be afraid, Qingpeng, I will always be with you."

"Ah."

Snow is still falling heavily.As if there is no limit, snowflakes are constantly floating in the gray sky.And the withered old man on the bow remained motionless.This ship is heading towards a predetermined track and heading towards a vast unknown place.

Until, the boat seemed to hit something, and the hull swayed for a while.

The commoner boy opened his eyes, the Qingpeng in his arms moved slightly, and looked out, "What's wrong?"

The commoner boy supported him to stand up, and the next moment, Qingpeng squeezed the commoner boy's hand, with a look of horror in his eyes.

In front of the flying fish boat, a huge Buddha corpse floated quietly in the sea water.The face of this Buddha is extremely handsome, revealing a sense of coquettishness in the sea water.Especially the bright red lips, extremely pale complexion, and a little red mole on the forehead, gathered into a Buddha with the aura of a demon!

Crash, clatter, the next moment, the sea water seemed to be boiling, rolling continuously.And the body of Buddha in the sea slowly surfaced, and with the appearance of Buddha, endless black air began to condense behind him.The sky was snowing, and even turned black.

"Go back, go back, there is no way ahead." In the black air, a voice like rolling thunder and endless solemnity continued to come out.

The flying fish boat shook, and with a click, another crack was added.

The moment the commoner boy and Qingpeng heard the voice, there was a hint of bewilderment in their expressions.As the voice of the Buddha continued to sound, the two of them unconsciously uttered the sound of returning home.And amidst this voice, the physical bodies of the two of Qingpeng were actually disintegrating continuously, as if they were going to return completely from this world.

But all of a sudden, Qingpeng's body trembled, and a strange yet somewhat warm stream of heat emerged from his dantian, but it made his mind clear for a while, and he even found his own will.

Even in the severe cold, at this moment, Qingpeng's whole body was still profusely sweating.The next moment, Qingpeng turned his head and said anxiously: "Witch, you..."

But before Qingpeng could finish speaking, Bu Yi also woke up with a tremor last year.The moment he woke up, the clothed boy frowned slightly, and the aura on his body was much deeper.The expression in the eyes is more determined but also reveals a bit of confusion.

"I came here to cross the sea to save people. There is no way ahead and I will not retreat!" The commoner boy took a step forward, but said firmly to the huge Buddha.

When the Buddha heard the words, a smile appeared on his red lips. In an instant, the blackness disappeared, and a sigh with a bit of sadness resounded in the air, "Who in this world... still remembers that the sky is full of love?" A family... who remembers..." The voice gradually faded, Qingpeng and the two walked to the side of the boat, but saw the Buddha's corpse continuously immersed in the sea water, until it was completely covered by the pitch-black sea water, and there was no trace of it.

"Mitian?" Qingpeng muttered to himself in a voice that he could only hear.

The ship continued to move forward.The two teenagers seem to have thought of something in the experience just now, and they are silent at the moment, silent in their own thoughts.

"Die, go die! Kill all of you foreigners..." A loud roar came from the front.

But when they heard the roaring sound, the two thoughtful teenagers got up immediately and looked away happily.

In front of the flying fish boat, a wooden boat was passing through the sea.And at the sound of the wooden boat, a middle-aged man was holding a machete in his hand, and was slashing at a man who was dressed similarly to him frantically.

On the opponent's deck, a lot of heavy snow has accumulated, and there are four or five corpses lying on the snow surface.Bai Xue, at this moment, was soaked in blood and filthy.

"It's my father!" Qingpeng shouted excitedly.

After the mature man machete the last person, he suddenly heard the sound, and immediately looked towards the source of the sound with red eyes.The other party's blood-red eyes showed extreme madness and cruelty at the moment, making Qingpeng shiver involuntarily.

The boy in civilian clothes pulled Qingpeng's sleeve and said softly: "Uncle Mu is not quite right, he must have encountered something."

"Foreigner...Foreigner...to take away the treasure of our Haidu tribe, and even more cruel to the people of our Haidu tribe. I regret that I trusted outsiders!" The man suddenly raised his head, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

"Father..." Qingpeng murmured.And the next moment, where the man was, the corpses on the deck turned into bones in an instant.The man aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, until he turned into an old man like a mummy.

Kacha, the lifeless old man on the flying fish boat made a sound of bones rubbing against each other as if he was about to wake up.