It was unknown if it was a coincidence, but Yan Li boarded Wang Xiaotian's ship again.
After resting in Jianghu Town for a day, Wang Xiaotian's ship was already full of goods. As usual, he had to pick up a few guests.
Outside the human world, the Cao Gang was indeed out of reach, but the ship was a genuine product of the Cao Gang.
Yan Li came to the third floor of the ship and looked at the endless river sailing into the unknown distance.
"Jianghu Town is not a good place." Wang Xiaotian wore a close-fitting short shirt and a simple leather coat outside. He held the helm in one hand and a pipe in the other.
"What advice does the captain have?" Yan Li said.
"Jianghu Town was originally uninhabited. When more people gathered, it became a whirlpool, a whirlpool of Jianghu." Wang Xiaotian took a deep drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled. The smoke was misty, covering a pair of muddy but insightful old eyes. "This is a microcosm of the entire Jianghu. Some people think it is already Jianghu, so there is a bad house."
The ship sailed at a greater speed than it had come.
The wind was strong, and the weather was not very good.
When they boarded the ship, they could see a little blue, but now it was covered with dark clouds. It seemed that there were some signs of rain.
"What about the bad house?" Yan Li said.
"The bad house of Jianghu Town is like a dog trying to draw a tiger." Wang Xiaotian looked at Yan Li meaningfully. "No one can kill people in the bad house's territory."
"In the captain's opinion, what is the bad house?" Yan Li said disapprovingly.
"Order," Wang Xiaotian said.
"Order?" Yan Li said.
"Sailing the ship, carrying the load, carrying the load, doing odd jobs, accounting, all the legitimate jobs to support the family are the so-called order," Wang Xiaotian said. Wang Xiaotian said, "In the cage of order, we are all sheep in captivity, and the bad government is the one responsible for herding the sheep."
"Who is the owner of the sheep?" Yan Li said.
"The person who makes the order," Wang Xiaotian said.
"What is the difference between Jianghu and the Immortal World?" Yan Li said.
"The Jianghu is the essence, and the Immortal Realm is the appearance." Wang Xiaotian said lightly, "I said before that the Immortal World is a place where people eat people. There are only a few people who eat people, but the majority are eaten. What was an immortal? In my opinion, the so-called 'immortals' have long been eaten by others. "
"The captain of the ship has a deep grudge against the nine Confucian orthodoxy," Yan Li also replied meaningfully.
Wang Xiaotian smiled and said nothing. "This is just the appearance."
Yan Li said, "That may not be the case. After all, there is still the Demonic World spying on us. If it were not for Confucian orthodoxy, wouldn't the Celestial World have already become the Demonic World?"
"The difference between the two is," Wang Xiaotian said, "The former calls the behavior itself with a 'basis' as order, and it operates in a dignified manner. The latter destroys the original order and takes the absence of rules as rules."
Yan Li said thoughtfully, "In other words, there is no concept of right or wrong between the two."
"Wrong." Wang Xiaotian said lightly.
"Wrong?" Yan Li said.
Wang Xiaotian knocked on his pipe on the rudder. Before the ash fell to the ground, it was blown away by the oncoming hurricane. "In contrast, the behavior itself with a 'basis' makes people like us live more comfortably. It clearly defines a size for you so that you know what should be long and what should be short."
He looked at Yan Li again and smiled inexplicably. "So I support the former, and it is naturally right."
"After talking for so long, it is still nonsense." Yan Li rolled his eyes.
"Those who are not of my race must have a different heart." Wang Xiaotian sighed and shook his head.
Yan Li simply closed his eyes and meditated.
After about a few hours, there was a heavy rain from the sky. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but Wang Xiaotian's expression was getting more and more excited.
Yan Li slowly opened his eyes. He had already released the Law Domain to isolate the rain. Seeing Wang Xiaotian's abnormal state, he frowned and said, "Let's dock and rest. Aren't you worried that the ship will fall apart?"
"Under the Ninth Heaven River, there is no place to dock except Jianghu Town," Wang Xiaotian said.
"What's going on?" Yan Li was startled.
"You don't think that the Ninth Heaven River is over, do you?" Wang Xiaotian grinned. "We have just entered the main road."
As he spoke, through the curtain of rain, Yan Li was keenly aware that the two banks had disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by the turbulent sea. The strong salty and wet smell made him frown uncomfortably.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and Yan Li was able to see clearly in front of him. It was still a vast and endless sea.
"Little ones, the storm is coming. Brace yourselves for your father!"
The sailors roared in agreement. It was obviously not the first time they had encountered such a situation.
The sea wind became increasingly violent, and Yan Li was surprised to find that the sea wind was strong enough to shake his Law Domain. It was as if a cultivator who could threaten him was using a magical power.
The wind was blowing in the right direction, but Wang Xiaotian did not order his men to retract the sails. The hull of the ship rose and fell in the waves, causing the passengers hiding in the cabin to complain. Even Yan Li, who was on the third floor, could hear them clearly. But Wang Xiaotian's hand was still as steady as a mountain. He even had time to light the pipe and smoke while humming a song.
"We came from the mountains and forests, and we are going to the end of the world …
"We go into battle bare-chested, holding high the Sea God's headscarf …
"Listen, whose oriole is singing, recognizing that we are the sons of the sea …"
Wang Xiaotian's voice was rough and deep, with an indescribable charm. The crew could not help but sing along, forming a sharp contrast with the cries of pain in the cabin.
Yan Li silently shrank into a corner, silently praying that the ship was strong enough.
Suddenly, the song came to an abrupt end.
Yan Li was puzzled. Suddenly, an unusual whistling sound entered his ears. He subconsciously stood up and looked forward. He saw a huge tsunami that connected the sky and the earth. Even the dark clouds were engulfed in it. The tsunami was giving out a soul-reaping and life-taking cry as it surged towards the ship.
Looking at Wang Xiaotian, who was still excited, at the moment, his face was ashen, and he was muttering something.
"Are you crazy?" Yan Li couldn't help but grab Wang Xiaotian's clothes. "Quickly turn the rudder!"
"It's too late …" Wang Xiaotian's face was pale.
The range of this tsunami was extremely wide, and no matter where it turned, it would inevitably collide with it.
Compared with it, the ship was like the difference between a giant and an ant. It would most likely be crushed the moment it collided with it.
"Isn't the ship loaded with the Void Breaking Shuttle?" Yan Li gritted his teeth.
In such a vast sea, even a first-class swimmer might not survive once the hull was destroyed, let alone a non-swimmer like him.
"Under the Ninth Heaven River, the Void Breaking Shuttle is useless …" Wang Xiaotian closed his eyes as if he had accepted his fate.
Yan Li stared blankly at the approaching tsunami, and images and faces flashed through his mind. Those familiar and unfamiliar things, like joy and hatred, bit by bit, intertwined in his heart, sweet, bitter and spicy.
"I can't die here …" With a strong will, he took out the Leaving Cliff.
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