Chapter 463: Fighting for the edge with the body of corn
"This is……"
When Junior Brother Mingkun looked at the sloppy man, he hesitated.
"Let him come up together." Yi Zugan said.
Seeing that his senior brother had spoken, Mingkun didn't say much.
After waiting for about another hour, the monks who were going to the human world got off the flying boat.
Seeing that no one was on the flying boat, the monks from Lingyue Fairy Island no longer planned to stay. They raised the magic circle and urged the flying boat to start moving.
In the blink of an eye, the flying boat sailed out of the fog and fell into the vast sea.
Thanks to the fact that Yi Zuqian was a disciple of Lingyue Immortal Island, Chen Changsheng got a bargain on this trip, as the cost of his flying boat was confiscated.
The brothers on the ship all had some friendship with Yi Zuqian before, and they have been reminiscing with him since they got on the ship.
Chen Changsheng did not get involved. He found a quiet place to sit and closed his eyes to rest.
As for that sloppy man, he was arranged by Yi Zuqian's junior brother to go to a cabin on the ship.
Chen Changsheng was looking at the beautiful scenery of the deserted sea, when out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure sticking its head out from around the corner.
Chen Changsheng turned around and saw that this man's clothes seemed to be a disciple of Lingyue Immortal Island.
The man quickly retracted his head.
Chen Changsheng said: "What are you doing secretly?"
As soon as these words came out, the man knew that he had been discovered.
So he stood up.
Chen Changsheng looked around and saw a young monk.
"Sword Immortal, please forgive me. I didn't mean to steal anything, it's just..."
"You didn't mean it?" Chen Changsheng smiled.
"ah……"
The monk suddenly panicked and said: "No, no, I am..."
Seeing him looking so nervous, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but laugh again.
The monk opened his mouth, calmed down and then said: "I once met the Sword Immortal."
"Huh?" Chen Changsheng took another look.
The monks always asked: "The Sword Immortal was once a swordsman in the wilderness, and he once stayed on a flying boat?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "There is such a thing. It seems to have happened more than ten years ago. Were you also on the flying boat at that time?"
"Exactly!" The monk breathed a sigh of relief, and his thoughts were explained clearly.
"No wonder."
Chen Changsheng immediately asked: "So you came to find me, but what's the matter?"
The monk said: "Don't worry, I would like to ask the Sword Immortal for some advice."
Mochou thought for a while and then changed her words: "No, there is no need to teach anything, just one move at a time, just one move at a time..."
When he thought about it, he realized that what he said was wrong, and his face suddenly turned red.
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and asked, "One move, one move?"
"Just, um..."
Seeing his timid appearance, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but shake his head and said, "How can anyone be willing to teach you when you're like this?"
Mochou lowered his head, feeling a little annoyed.
Probably because of this problem of his, he has not made much progress in practice over the years, otherwise he wouldn't be still hanging around on this flying boat.
Chen Changsheng said: "In terms of swordsmanship, Chen only knows one and a half moves, and you may not be able to learn it."
"I'm willing to learn!" Mochou said.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment, then raised his hand and made a move, and the sword at Mochou's waist fell into Chen Changsheng's hand.
After weighing it, I found that this sword was indeed not very good.
"Just watch." Chen Changsheng said.
Mochou raised her head and stared at the sword in Chen Changsheng's hand.
Chen Changsheng gently waved the sword in his hand.
Mo Chou suddenly felt a chill in front of him, as if a gust of cold wind was blowing on his face.
The sword intent is right in front of you.
In the end, Chen Changsheng's sword only carved a slight scratch on the flying boat, but its charm was already fully revealed.
Mochou was stunned for a moment, but he still hadn't come back to his senses.
Chen Changsheng raised his hand and threw the sword to him.
Mo Chou hurriedly took it.
Then Chen Changsheng said: "Whether you see it clearly or not, it's just this time."
Mochou quickly kowtowed.
"Thank you, Sword Immortal, for your advice."
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and then said nothing more.
He just thought this man was brave.
I taught on a whim.
But it is not a teaching. The sword has a thousand faces. This cold mountain snow was originally understood by Chen Changsheng, and the sword intention in it belongs only to Chen Changsheng.
If Mochou really wanted to learn, he might not be able to understand it in ten or eight years.
But this is also an opportunity, isn't it?
………
The flying boat went all the way south, experiencing the sun rising and the moon setting.
Chen Changsheng spent most of his time sitting somewhere and looking outside. This vast desert sea seemed to be the same everywhere, but Chen Changsheng just couldn't get tired of it.
Yi Zuqian came over and said, "What is Daoyou Chen thinking?"
"Just take a look, don't think about anything." Chen Changsheng said.
Yi Zuqian sat down on the side and said: "I didn't expect that it was the Sword Immortal who was in front of me. Yi is blind, I hope you can forgive me."
Chen Changsheng paused and said, "Did Mochou tell you?"
Yi Zugan said: "Guess."
"Um?"
Yi Zuqian pointed to the railing in front of him and saw a sword mark there.
"The flying boat is made of green willow and dragon wood. If you are not a swordsman, how can you leave sword marks?"
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "So that's it..."
Yi Zuqian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fellow Taoist, you really hide your secrets."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Chen is not a swordsman. In terms of swords, he is far from a real swordsman."
"Fellow Taoist, you are humble."
"You don't believe it?"
"letter."
Chen Changsheng glanced at him, but Yi Zuqian didn't seem to believe him at all.
Yi Zuqian asked: "Could Fellow Daoist Chen go to the world of cultivating immortals for evil reasons?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Absolutely."
He looked at Yi Zuqian again and asked, "Where is Fellow Daoist Yi? I'm afraid it's not just as simple as returning to the Immortal Mountain this time."
"You can't hide it from fellow Taoists."
Yi Zuqian shook his head, smiled, and said: "Actually, there is a grudge."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "I guess so. It's not a simple accident that you ended up living on this isolated island."
"Well, I was framed."
Yi Zuqian lowered his head and said: "There are countless intrigues and intrigues in the Immortal Mountain, and they are just superficial."
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said, "Is Fellow Daoist Yi planning to make a big fuss?"
"That's what it means."
Yi Zuqian said: "It would be best if we can calmly give up this grudge. If it doesn't work, we can only make a big fuss and turn the world upside down."
"If we make a big fuss, with the way you behave, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape."
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Yi Zuqian smiled slightly and said: "In the past ten years, I have already seen clearly that the so-called cultivation means firstly conforming to the way of heaven, and secondly conforming to the original heart. This is the heart of the Tao. If it really comes to the point of making a big fuss, I will It would be better for the body to die and the Tao to disappear than for the Tao to be covered in dust and linger in the world."
"A drop in the ocean..."
Yi Zuqian turned around and said: "All monks in the world are like a drop in the ocean. Yi is willing to use his body as a drop of corn to compete for the best."