Legend of the Great Sage

From the coast of the South China Sea to the south for more than 18,000 miles, there is a large island with a large area, narrow and regular, shaped like a giant ship on the sea, named "Jujian Island". Three peaks on the island are arranged in parallel. The two sides are small, like giant ships, and they are respectively named Big Yunfan Mountain, Zhongyunfan Mountain and Xiaoyunfan Mountain.

There are tens of thousands of palaces on top of the three mountains, with the unique architectural style of the South China Sea, magnificent and magnificent, hidden in the clouds and mist, like a fairy mansion.

Two rainbow-like long white stone bridges pass through the clouds and connect the three mountains. If the sea breeze blows away the clouds and mist, standing on the bridge head can overlook the thousands of households in the world below - row upon row of houses, long streets, surging Pedestrians are filled with the world of mortals.

The flow of people surged out of the city and gathered on an open beach on the south side of the island. There was a dense mass of people, like ants that had exploded their nests. I don't know how many people gathered, looking forward to the depths of the sea, and groups of soldiers Order is maintained. There are still many practitioners floating in mid-air, without concealing their figures, proudly enjoying the awe of the mortals below.

In August, Liuhuo, even though the weather in the south is scorching hot, under the blowing of the sea breeze, it makes people feel a little cool. The sun gradually sank below the sea level, like a round of red jade, reflecting the sea and sky red, and the coolness permeated up more and more.

The sea breeze is calm, and a gentle wave flocks to the coast one after another.

The port is full of ships, large and small, ranging from longboats to double-decker sampans, all of which rise and fall with the waves.

At this time, there were still some boats coming from the sea, anxiously looking for a place to dock. Obviously, the people who gathered here were not just people from Sansail City. The bustling people are shouting in their own dialects, and if you don't need to shout when you talk to people, you can't hear anything. It's getting hotter and hotter.

"Oh my god, why are there so many people this year!"

"Which year is there not many people in Yurenhai City?"

"But this is too much!"

"You're still too young! Shhh, let me tell you, the mermaids are going to fight the firemen in the north. There must be a lot of things brought this year!"

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you!"

...

On a hill behind the beach, surrounded on all sides, mortals are not allowed to approach, and a majestic high platform rises up. Ninety-nine and eighty-one white sails are waving, and many seats are arranged in the middle.

An old man with white hair like snow was sitting at the main seat, and his disciples were lined up on the left and right. It was Ji Changfeng, the master of Yunfan, who was waiting here with all his disciples.

Ji Changfeng looked into the depths of the sea. Although sitting still, it gives people a feeling of flying away.

"Father, this mermaid came as soon as he came. Why do you need to greet him personally!" A handsome young man stood beside the old man. Disapproving way.

"Qingyu, the Shark King may come this year." Ji Changfeng turned his head, and was extra gentle to this talented young boy.

"The Shark King!" Ji Qingyu was taken aback. In previous years, the Shark Market was usually led by Shark Elders, but this time it was actually the Shark King himself.

Although Yunfan Sect is one of the few great sects on the islands in the South China Sea, there is a great monk Ji Changfeng who is known as the "King of Changfeng" sitting in the fortress. He can be regarded as the leader of various factions in the South China Sea, but in terms of strength, he is still far from being able to compete with the Yuren Royal Court.

Moreover, the Yunfan Sect hangs alone above the South China Sea and is not restricted by the Great Xia Dynasty, so it will not be protected. Even if it is destroyed, no one will care about it. It is extremely important to make friends with the Yuren.

But he still felt that this etiquette was too heavy, and he lost his status as "King of Changfeng".

"Then father just wait on Yunfan Mountain. It won't be too late to come out to greet the Shark King when he comes."

"Fellow Daoist Ye from Jiange also sent a letter saying that he will bring his disciples to come." Ji Changfeng's eyes were deep, if it was only the Merman King who came, they would be considered acquainted with each other, so there is no need to be so polite.

"Master of the Jiange!" Ji Qingyu was even more surprised. Although the Jiange of the South China Sea is also above the South China Sea, its geographical location is relatively close to the territory of Kyushu, and it seldom interacts with the sects of the South China Sea. Therefore, it is often regarded as the Wuzhou Sect in the South China Sea.

Sword cultivators don't pay attention to foreign objects, so the Merman Sea Market is not that important. After so many years of Jiange masters, this "Gevil Lord Ye" is the first to participate in the Merman Sea Market. I don't know what the purpose is.

Ji Changfeng continued: "There is also Patriarch Wandu from Southern Xinjiang, the chief steward of the Yue Palace, and... a White Eagle Commander."

Ji Qingyu was already speechless in astonishment. Although the Wandu Sect is tens of thousands of miles away, the name of Wandu Patriarch is still very famous. The significance of appearing here is by no means inferior to that of a great monk.

Although the Merren Sea Market is a major event in the South China Sea's cultivation path, for such people, there is not much to look at. The transactions and exchanges are all in a small circle of the same level, so there is no need to show their face. This time the sea market of sharks seems to be very unusual.

But what happened to the White Eagle Commander? It's just a Golden Core cultivator from the Second Heavenly Tribulation, and there are quite a few people who came to Yurenhai City this time. Nanhai Xiudao never waited to see these court eagle dogs.

"It's no wonder father is so solemn, these seniors can't be neglected, but this White Eagle Commander..."

"The leader of the White Eagle is named Li Qingshan, who is a newly rising figure in southern Xinjiang. He currently occupies Savage Mountain and is known as the 'King of Savages'."

"Savage king?" Ji Qingyu immediately wanted to laugh, a commander of white eagles would dare to be king! But seeing Ji Changfeng's serious expression, he quickly restrained his smile.

"His name is Li Qingshan. You must not underestimate this person. He came from Qingzhou in the north. In just a few years, he swept across all sects in southern Xinjiang and forcibly summoned a group of subordinates with blood oaths. He suffered a great loss under his hands, almost all of his disciples were killed or injured, and the ancestor Wandu couldn't do anything to him. It is said that the Nanyue Palace still wanted to make him a minister, but he refused."

Ji Changfeng said, although the Nanyue Palace had intended to grant him the title of Minister of State, he refused because he did not want to get involved in the disputes over the practice of Taoism in Kyushu, but this Li Qingshan was very difficult for him to see through.

"Then he still dares to come! Isn't he afraid of Patriarch Wandu?"

Ji Qingyu showed an unbelievable expression, this Li Qingshan is really not an idle person, with the cultivation base of the second catastrophe, he dared to form a deadly enmity with Patriarch Wandu, and even rushed to the shark without fear Haishi, is he not afraid of death, or is he a man of high art and boldness?

"Yu Wufeng, the master of the Great Cave of Savage Mountain, was originally the elder brother of Jiange in the South China Sea. Now he is trapped by a blood oath and is serving as a slave under Li Qingshan... By the way, Li Qingshan is about the same age as you, less than four years old. At the age of ten, he survived the second catastrophe before he was thirty."

Ji Changfeng guessed in his heart that this time the Wandu Patriarch came here to deal with Li Qingshan, and the master of the Jiange probably did not do it for the mermaids, but to rescue his own disciples, so could it be that Li Qingshan was so fearless because of this? , it would be too simple for the big monk to think.

Ye Duanhai's temper is very rigid, how can he be so easily threatened, when the time comes, he might not be able to tell who is threatening whom. But maybe, it is said that Yu Wufeng has been close to three catastrophes, and he is still holding the magic weapon Baihong Sword in his hand, such a descendant, the Jiange of the South Sea can't help but care.

Ji Qingyu's eyes widened. He was a well-known genius who practiced Taoism in the South China Sea, but his cultivation was only in the late stage of foundation establishment, and he planned to accumulate another ten or twenty years, and then try to break through the second catastrophe. In comparison, Baihong sword master Yu Wufeng is a famous genius, but he was restrained by Li Qingshan and made a slave, what a power it is.

Faintly understood what Ji Changfeng meant, the water inside was too deep for him to participate in, and anyone who was pointed out, even if he was the beloved son of King Changfeng, he must never offend.

"Father, I understand." Although Ji Qingyu was a little unconvinced, the gap in realm was real.

Ji Changfeng's eyes swept around the high platform again. Although the conversation just now was not loud, he did not deliberately conceal it. With the sharp ears and eyes of practitioners, he could hear every sentence clearly, and they all showed awe. A little bit of pride.

Ji Changfeng nodded slightly, but sighed in his heart, it would be great if there was a Li Qingshan in the Yunfan Sect. Among the current disciples, it is completely impossible to see who can inherit his mantle in the future.

In the end, Kyushu is the root of this world, at least the root of human practice.

Although the South China Sea is vast and there are many cultivators on the dotted islands, few of them can reach his level. On the contrary, there are quite a few monster kings of the aquatic clan in the deep sea. The form is completely reversed from that of Kyushu, and the power of aliens and monsters far exceeds that of humans.

This is also unavoidable, unlike the mermaids and the aquarium who naturally regard the sea as their home, human beings still have to base themselves on the earth. Without hundreds of millions of sentient beings, how can there be thousands of practitioners.

Although the islands in the South China Sea are vast in size and have many cities and even countries, their population is very limited. They often work hard for many years, and a big storm can kill millions. Practitioners can resist this kind of natural disaster, but if Catch up with a demon king who wants to change his taste, and it will immediately destroy the family. Even if some demon masters make a move, there are not many practitioners who can resist it.

Of course, there are not many practitioners with such bad luck, and the aquariums are used to eating fish and shrimp, so they may not be willing to switch to eating people.

The South China Sea is too vast, and the distribution of islands is too wide, so there are not so many disputes. Ordinary practitioners live relatively peacefully. They can practice by occupying any island. It is not difficult to be self-sufficient, so seclusion There are a lot of casual repairs.

But another problem is faced, the resources are too single, the communication is too lacking, and the progress of the development of the cultivation path cannot be compared with that of Kyushu.

The Nanhai Jiange has always maintained its connection with Wuzhou, and the constant battle with the Wandu Sect seems to be a waste of time, but the inheritance of the Jiange masters of each generation has never been broken.

Ji Changfeng thought about it, and the last twilight was about to dissipate. Suddenly, with a thought, he stood up and cast his eyes into the depths of the sea:

"coming!"

PS: Although it is absurd to talk about logic in online novels, I still try to build a reasonable practice path in the South China Sea. I don’t want the big monks to walk all over the place, and I don’t want the protagonist to be ridiculed wherever he goes. There are always inexplicable enemies rushing up, desperate to give the protagonist some flair, and then slap the face in turn to make it cool, try to make every plot conflict stem from actual contradictions, rather than "what are you looking at? What's wrong with you!" So, I wrote it so hard, are you embarrassed not to vote for the monthly ticket?