Jun Changxiao steered the ancient warship toward the East Sea Fishery Province. There were many disasters waiting for him along the way.
The camera turned to a small isolated island.
"Hua hua!"
The waves hit the giant rock.
An old man with disheveled hair sat on the rock. His clothes were tattered and it was hard to see his face. His hands and feet were bound by iron chains, as if he had been imprisoned on the island for decades.
"When the [Message in Bottles] reaches the mainland, someone will come to save me!"
That's right!
This was Master Blacksmith Fan Yezi, who only asked about his name but did not see him. Occasionally, he would use weapons to set off Jun Changxiao's pretentious atmosphere!
It was a pity that there was no chapter to talk about at the moment. Otherwise, there would definitely be many readers who would leave their names behind. After all, the man who appeared before Su Xiaomo, Xiao Zui Ji, and Ye Xingchen finally appeared on screen after a thousand chapters. It was really too memorable!
"Old man."
One of the armored soldiers behind him said coldly, "Let's not talk about how far this place is from the mainland. There are countless sea beasts in the sea alone. I'm afraid your message bottles will be swallowed by them before they reach the shore."
Master Fan said, "The [Message in Bottles] that I made have hidden traps. How could they be eaten by sea monsters so easily?"
Oh!
He said what he was thinking again!
"Tsk."
The soldier said disapprovingly, "Even if the mainland forces know about it, do you really think that someone will come to save you from thousands of miles away? You should know that in this world, it's every man for himself. Who would risk coming to the East Sea Fishery Province to save an old man who only knows how to forge? "
Master Fan's old eyes shone. "According to my estimation, the [Message in Bottles] should have reached the mainland coast. I believe that it won't be long before a large number of experts come to rescue me. Because I, Fan Yezi, have a lot of friends!"
The soldier said indifferently, "It seems that we have to be prepared in case someone really comes to save you."
"..."
If he was not bound by the chains, Master Fan really wanted to slap himself in the face. Because he accidentally said what he was thinking!
Forget it, forget it.
Too much talk is bound to slip up. I'd better continue watching the sea.
Fan Yezi continued to sit on the rock, motionless like a statue.
If the soldiers behind him were a little stronger, they would have noticed that the scattered pebbles were trembling slightly, as if they were very excited.
This was momentum.
It was an aura that did not belong to martial arts!
There was such a legend in the Starfall Continent.
If someone comprehended the art of forging to the peak of perfection, anything related to ores would be drawn to them, and they would even desire to be refined by them!
Fan Yezi didn't deliberately release it, but he was still able to excite the stone. From this, it could be seen that his forging technique had already reached the peak of perfection.
It was a pity.
He had been stranded on an isolated island for decades.
He no longer forged any equipment, and at this moment, he had become a dispirited old man.
The sun was setting.
Fan Yezi's shadow was elongated. It could be said that the master was past his prime.
…
Boom!
Above the East Sea, the ancient warship that was speeding through the air suddenly exploded!
Li Qingyang and the others, who were resting with their eyes closed, opened their eyes one after another. They saw the Patriarch walking out with a charred face. He roared angrily, "Fan Yezi, you set a trap for a message in a bottle? Do you still want to be a saint?!"
When he had nothing to do, he took out the message in a bottle handed over by the Drizzle Hall and inserted his spiritual thoughts into it. As soon as he touched it, it exploded with a bang.
"Patriarch!"
Li Qingyang asked, "Are you okay?"
Jun Changxiao circulated his spiritual energy and removed the charred skin on his face. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw many floating mountains in the sky in front of him. He exclaimed, "There are floating mountains in the Starfall Continent too?"
Luo Zhilong said solemnly, "This is the Rolling Rock Disaster. As long as a ship enters, huge rocks will fall from the floating mountains. Not only will they cause damage, but they will also set off huge waves!"
Jun Changxiao touched his chin and said, "These things are a bit of a hindrance. Sin Self, when we get close, move them all away."
"Yes!"
Xiao Ziji replied.
"Move … move them away?" Luo Zhilong's eyes widened.
"Whoosh!"
A moment later, the ancient warship arrived at the periphery of the Rolling Rock Disaster and stopped in front of a floating mountain. Xiao Ziji flew over. In comparison, it was like an ant facing a giant.
"The weight of this mountain is immeasurable!"
Luo Zhilong said in disbelief, "Can the disciples of the Sect of All Times really move it away?"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
At this moment, a heavy aura appeared around Xiao Ziji. He spread his arms and pressed them against the mountain. His exposed skin immediately revealed firm muscles.
"Rise!"
He shouted angrily.
"Rumble!"
The heavy floating mountain was directly lifted up!
Seeing this, Luo Zhilong's mouth opened. It would not be a problem to stuff two eggs into it!
What made him even more shocked and incredulous was that Xiao Ziji, who had lifted up the floating mountain, suddenly threw it out with an even heavier strength and said, "Go!"
"Whoosh — — —"
A huge mountain was thrown out in his field of vision. Finally, it crashed into another mountain with a boom, and the two instantly split apart.
"… …"
Luo Zhilong's expression was blank.
Ever since he had boarded the warship, his identity was not just a temporary navigator. He also had another identity. That was a passerby used by the Sect of All Times to show off when they were acting cool.
Based on his current facial expression, he was undoubtedly very outstanding.
"Whoosh!"
The ancient warship continued to move forward.
However, it kept stopping because there were still many mountains blocking the way. In the end, they were all easily flung away by Xiao Ziji's obstacles.
… …
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
In the depths of the Rolling Rock Disaster, huge rocks fell from the floating mountains. Although the dozens of ships could barely avoid them, they could not avoid the huge waves!
"Ah ah!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh — —"
The huge waves swept over and directly overturned a ship. The martial artists on board fell into the sea and startled a large number of sea beasts at the bottom of the sea. They were instantly swallowed one by one.
"Big Brother!"
On a ship drifting in the waves like a lonely leaf, a middle-aged man said in despair, "The second disaster. We can't pass it!"
"Sigh!"
The man called Big Brother tried to stabilize himself and said in grief, "If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have taken the risk to go to the Eastern Sea's Fishery Province!"
The ships that were stuck in the Rolling Rock Disaster were in imminent danger. As long as the next wave of rocks fell, more martial artists would definitely die.
However, just as they were in despair, they suddenly realized that there was no more movement after the previous wave of rocks. When the waves receded and the ships stabilized, they all looked up and were dumbfounded.
High up in the sky!
The huge mountains that originally existed were nowhere to be seen!
Where were the mountains! Where were the mountains!
"Big Brother!"
The martial artist who spoke earlier exclaimed, "Look, what's that!"
Big Brother and the other members of the ship looked over and saw a warship floating in the sky.
It was shocking enough that a mountain could float.
A ship could also float. That was really … strange!
Wait a minute! Why was there a person standing near the floating mountain? Why was he pressing his hands against the stone wall? Why … did he throw it out? F * ck!
Seeing Xiao Ziji throw away the floating mountain from afar, the shock was so great that even after the ancient warship had flown away for a while, everyone was still in a daze.
"Big Brother!"
That martial artist said with difficulty, "… Is this a dream?"
"Ah ah ah!" Suddenly, he screamed. The martial artist called Big Brother let go of his face and said with certainty, "If I feel pain, then it's not a dream!"
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