Soaring the Heavens

When Miao Yi reached the requirements of Laobai, Laobai did not say anything, no longer ‘blocking’ Miao Yi’s departure. In fact, he never stopped, just reminded, but Miao Yi’s reminder to him will be implemented.

Miao Yi people, as their name suggests, have a kind of perseverance that allows Laobai to appreciate. It is more self-conscious than the old white imagination, and saves some things that Laobai originally intended to do, or the means to be used.

A wooden coffin made by the new felling was pushed into the sea. Miao Yi grabbed the scattered long hair and twisted it on the top of the head. A wooden shaved hairpin was fixed on the bun.

Miao Yi, who jumped on the raft, held a wooden gun and turned to look at the old white sly smile and took out a white tooth.

I really have to leave. From the beginning of the island, a young boy has gradually become a burly young man. His appearance has changed a lot, and the change has been quite large.

After ten years have passed, I really have to leave.

"Old white, really don't go with me?" Miao Yi asked on the bamboo pole.

Laobai shook his head and smiled lightly: "You take care of yourself. Starting from today, if you encounter any difficulties, I will not give you any more advice. Remember, starting today, everything depends on you!"

Miao Yi focused on nodding and looked at the old white complex and said: "I really should thank you."

Old white smiled warmly and said: "No thanks, if you need your help in the future, I hope you will not refuse."

Miao Yi patted her chest and promised: "As long as I can do it, I will not refuse."

Old white nod. "I hope you remember what you said today."

"I will not forget." Miao Yi bitten, and then scratched her head, hesitatingly asked: "Old white, this singer's singer's cultivation is not too bad compared with other monks?"

"I haven't practiced comparisons. I can't answer this question. It's a bad one. You have your own experience in the future. But there are things you have to remember."

"what's up?"

"The law does not pass six ears. Your own cultivation of the law is the foundation of your life. You can't easily leak it, otherwise you will bring big trouble to yourself. Remember! Remember!"

"You have said it many times, always remembering it, the taboos in the practice world!" Miao Yi’s words just fell, and turned to the west breeze, he raised his hand after the test, the loud voice: "The wind letter came. , old white, I really have to go, do you really confirm not to go with me?"

Laobai waved his hand gently, and there was no hard-won farewell and turned away.

Miao Yi, who raised the tarpaulin on the raft, was immediately blown off the coast by the sea breeze. Looking at the old white back, Miao Yi shouted again: "Old white, you know so many things, it is a pity that you don't practice, I am not here. When you are, think about it."

Back to the old white-billed corner of the mountain forest, a smile, a smile...

The wind and the smooth, and the mana of the mana blessing quickly move forward.

Seeing that the island has gradually disappeared on the Haiping line, the mood that has been eager to leave for many years has suddenly become a bit sad, and it has become more and more ambiguous, a kind of uncertainty and ignorance of the road ahead.

From the sun on the sunset, one day passed, and I haven't seen the land yet, Miao Yi suddenly flashed a trace of doubts in her heart, remembering the old white driving the bamboo raft to bring herself to the island.

Old white is not a monk. With a bamboo pole, you can travel across the sea and travel so far to the island.

He can't figure it out, but the old man is full of money, the sky is underground, and the strange things are too much. It is entirely possible to have any means that I don't know...

As the sun turns west, it is about to turn into a sunset. A sea boat appears on the sea, interlacing with Miao Yi.

To be honest, Miao Yi has not seen such a large ship, and can't help but unload the mana of the raft, and follow the crowd, ready to look at the big ship.

In the luxurious suite on the top of the sea boat, the bamboo curtain is half-rolled on the window, and the sea breeze bursts into it.

On the thick carpet, a toddler walked up and down, and the young woman with a jewel on the couch and a red smirk giggled.

The bead curtain at the door suddenly opened, and another green sneak ran in. He was shocked and said: "Mrs. It's not good, it's not good, and the sea drifts."

When the words came out, they suddenly scared the young woman and her face, and even covered her mouth.

The fuss of the fuss immediately found out that he didn’t say anything well, and quickly changed his mind: "It’s not a dead person, a living person, a lonely person drifting in the sea, I don’t know where it was, I drifted alone."

It turned out to be not a corpse. The young woman got up and poked her fingertips on the head of the green robes. Several people slammed the curtains onto the terrace and watched them by the bar.

Miao Yi standing on the raft is looking at it, and the poor person they said is naturally Miao Yi.

"Housekeeper!" The young woman shouted at the bar.

A middle-aged man who was old with a sunshade immediately ran up and asked, "Mrs. What is your command?"

The young woman pointed to Miao Yi who floated on the sea. "I don't know where the poor people were suffering. Since we met, we will rely on the past to take the handle."

"Know it." The butler immediately went down the stairs to arrange.

The ship was slightly biased, and Miao Yi was still surprised. When the boat was close, the people on the boat dropped the ladder and shouted the rescue. Miao Yi responded and felt that she was a refugee.

Miao Yi did not know where to go, but also wanted to see what it was like on the sea. He simply loaded a refugee, abandoned the raft, and climbed with a wooden gun.

The boat was looking around in a novelty, and the butler who was wearing a fight had already come over.

"Come on the heart of our lady Bodhisattva, count your luck, come with me." The housekeeper said a word, went directly to Miao Yi to go to the warehouse with half of the goods ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ no one put The wooden stick in Miao Yi’s hand is a matter of fact, at least in the eyes of others, the wooden gun is the root stick.

Soon, the water meal was also sent in to give Miao Yi a hunger, and it was estimated that Miao Yi might be hungry and thirsty at sea.

Miao Yi is feeling that the ship is really kind, and the butler has begun to check his origins.

Since the other party regarded himself as a victim at sea, Miao Yi also took a look at it.

He also wants to show off the identity of his "Imperial Man" in front of these ordinary people, and feel the feeling of being respected. After all, he has just cultivated the mountain, and it is inevitable that this kind of mentality is inevitable. However, I feel that these people are in a good heart and feel that there is no need to let When people fight, they will extinguish this idea.

The housekeeper began to see Miao Yi's imposing manner. It was not like a person who was killed. Because there was no such thing as a wilting distress. After confirming that it was indeed a victim, he immediately confessed: "The ship will not be docked, you will be fine." Stay in the cabin, there are sons and daughters on the boat, don't run around!"

Miao Yi nodded and thanked.

Just had eaten the food that was delivered, a green coat hugged the bed quilt in, curiously looked at Miao Yi's eyes, and put down the quilt and said to Miao Yi: "This is what the lady told you to use for the night."

Miao Yi nodded and watched people pick up the cutlery.

He was on board to see the structure on the ship, and he couldn't help himself in the cabin. He couldn't help but walk to the deck to see the west.

After being discovered by the housekeeper, the housekeeper's face was not good, probably because Miao Yi did not listen to him.