Chapter five hundred and thirty eight desert island old man
Gu Chen would rather suffer endless pursuit than compromise with the owner of Penglai Island.
His temperament is such that he is indomitable, but the owner of Penglai Island used various trends to suppress him and tried to force him to submit, but it had the opposite effect.
"Stubborn, it seems you haven't suffered enough yet."
Seeing Gu Chen's decisive tone, Penglai Island Master showed disappointment in his eyes.
"In that case, you can continue to suffer. I will patiently wait for you to change your mind."
He turned and walked towards the ocean, and the indifferent voice echoed on the island.
"You will eventually understand that if you don't obey me, you won't even have the chance to set foot on the Fairy Continent again."
As soon as the words fell, he had already disappeared on the sea level, and in the distance, countless rainbows came rushing towards him, and it seemed that a new enemy had discovered his traces.
Gu Chen's face was as dark as water, he gritted his teeth, took the white ape into the air in the other direction, and started to escape again!
In the next few days, Gu Chen hid in various places in the vast sea, and all the major sects in Penglai Island organized a huge search network to conduct a comprehensive search for his whereabouts.
"Catch the impostor!"
"Catch the thief!"
"Seize this ungrateful, ungrateful thing!"
They pursued Gu Chen relentlessly. The pursuit of him seemed to be a carnival, and their enthusiasm never retreated.
They had never understood Gu Chen, and they didn't care about the truth of the matter, so they deliberately wanted to kill him.
Under such circumstances, Gu Chen didn't even have time to rest, fighting and escaping for days.
Five days later, exhausted both physically and mentally, he fled to a remote island and collapsed on the beach due to exhaustion.
"Kid, are you okay?"
When he regained consciousness slightly, he heard an old voice.
With his expression so tense, he almost thought that another enemy was coming, and he was about to take action immediately, but he saw a pair of experienced hands handing a bowl of hot porridge to him.
The murderous aura in his body immediately subsided completely, and he realized that the person in front of him was just an ordinary old fisherman.
The old fisherman's skin seemed to be extremely dark due to being exposed to the wind and sun every day, and his teeth were blackened by smoke when he smiled.
He has no cultivation at all, he is just a pure mortal, which is rare in the Fairy Continent.
Everyone here practices cultivation, and the chance of meeting a mortal is much more difficult than meeting a monk.
Gu Chen's defensiveness weakened for a moment. The non-aggressive old man could not pose a threat to him.
"Have something to drink, kid, you seem to be very tired." The old fisherman said to Gu Chen kindly.
"Squeak!"
Bai Yuan shouted from the side, also looking worried.
Gu Chen suddenly collapsed on the beach. He couldn't wake him up no matter how he tried to wake him up, until an old fisherman who lived by the sea found him and brought hot porridge to the two of them.
"Thank you, old man."
Gu Chen hasn't eaten mortal food for a long time. Maybe it's because he's too tired, but he has a huge appetite when he smells the aroma of porridge.
He picked up the porridge and drank it in a few mouthfuls. The soup went into his stomach and he felt that he had regained a little strength.
"Don't worry, there's more."
The old fisherman smiled happily as he led Gu Chen and Bai Yuan into the small beachside courtyard where he lived.
Sure enough, there was a big pot in the yard. The porridge was fragrant and there were shrimps and other things floating on the porridge.
He served them two more bowls of porridge, and they both ate them all.
After he recovered some strength, Gu Chen had time to look at the island.
"Old man, do you live alone on this island?"
He asked slightly surprised. The old fisherman was already very old. Gu Chen felt that his body was filled with death energy, and he was clearly nearing his end of life.
It is really dangerous for such a centenarian to live helplessly on this desert island.
"It turns out that Lao Chan's son is still here, but he has been at sea for a long time."
The old man replied with a smile.
"How long has he been gone?"
Gu Chen glanced at the layout of the yard. The old man had clearly lived alone for a long time.
"It must have been fifty years. He was about the same age as you when he left."
The old man looked at Gu Chen with kind eyes, as if he missed his son more and more because time was running out.
"You haven't come back for so long? Where did he go?"
Gu Chen was surprised when he heard that this son was so unfilial that he let his old father live alone on this desert island.
"I went to the mainland and said I wanted to learn how to cultivate immortality. I don't know what the situation is now."
When the old fisherman mentioned his son, he thought deeply about him.
Gu Chen was silent for a while. The old man looked lonely and alone, and he didn't have a few more days to live. It was really pitiful.
"Child, why do you look so tired, but you have encountered difficulties?"
The old fisherman asked a few questions with concern.
Gu Chen did not answer directly. He was just a mortal old man. Telling him his experience would only increase the old man's worries.
Gu Chen had a casual chat with the old man. The old man was very nagging and seemed particularly happy.
He has lived alone on this desert island for too long, and it is rare to have anyone to talk to.
Gu Chen was worried that the enemy would come back soon, and wanted to leave quickly to avoid dragging down the old fisherman, but he couldn't bear the look in his eyes.
The old man looked at him as if he were his own son, clearly missing and caring too much.
Gu Chen could only talk more with the old man and seize the time to rest.
This time he was lucky. No enemies came to the old man's house after he stayed there all night.
The old man's life is very simple, and the content of the conversation is nothing more than stories about fishing when he was young, and how smart his son was since he was a child.
Through the old man's description, Gu Chen knew that his name was Ling Ping, and his son was called Ling Fu'an.
A blessed and peaceful life. The old man had the simplest wish for his son, but unfortunately his son had great ambitions.
When Ling Fu'an was eighteen years old, one year younger than Gu Chen now, he resolutely set out to sea alone to find a way to cultivate immortality on the mainland.
I left for fifty years and never came back.
Gu Chen listened to what the old man said and knew in his heart that Ling Fu'an was probably dead.
The world of monks is extremely cruel. How easy is it for mortals to climb up?
He didn't tell the old man this, he just listened to his chattering silently and occasionally chatted with him.
After staying on the old man's island for more than a day, at noon the next day, a monk finally came to the door.
"We are monks from Jinguang Cave, one of the seventy-two caves of Penglai Immortal Island. We are shameless thieves. Why don't we just catch them without mercy?"
A group of dozens of monks surrounded the island.
When the old fisherman saw this, he looked at Gu Chen with worry on his face, "My child, is the enemy coming to your door? Run away!"
The old man was used to seeing strong winds and waves in his life, so he was not afraid of the monk's appearance, he was just worried about Gu Chen.
