I'm looking for longevity in Liaozhai

Chapter 189

"Young master, the wind and waves are so strong, let's hide in the cabin." Seeing that Wang Zhe was still on the deck, the boatman at the side stepped forward to persuade him.

"No, it's fine outside." Wang Zhe said with a smile, turning his head to look at the turbulent sea.

Now it is surrounded by sea water, and there is no land at all.

After hearing this, the boatman responded and turned his head to do other things.

He knew that these people on the boat were not ordinary people, they could climb across the water, open mountains and crack rocks.He was a little apprehensive about how much money he made, but these people paid too much.

"Boatman, have you ever been to the Overseas Fairy Mountain?" In the wind and waves, Wang Zhe's words drifted into the ears of the boatman very clearly.

"My lord, I have never been there. I just glanced at it from a distance, and I know the approximate location. The fairy mountain is shrouded in thick fog, and the surrounding sea is violently stormy. It is impossible to get close to it." The boatman said.

This time, he only took them to a place where they could see the fairy mountain. As for how to approach and climb the fairy mountain after they arrived, that was not something he considered.

"How long will it take to arrive?"

"It will take at least one more day," said the boatman.

"Is it that far?" The distance to the Overseas Fairy Mountain was farther than he imagined.

The boat sailed for a while, and the wind and waves on the sea became stronger.

The boatman was busy, but the few people in the cabin were silent.

Brother Young Master was drinking by himself, the man dressed as a Taoist priest closed the curtain and concentrated on it, the monk with his sword on his back was silently reading the book, and the sloppy monk stared down at the broken straw sandals, fascinated.

The sky was getting dark gradually, the boatman lived on the boat and wanted to distribute some porridge to everyone, but everyone in the cabin thanked him, but no one ate it.They all carry food.

Woohoo, there is a strange sound in the sea breeze, as if someone is whimpering, crying,
The voice is erratic, far and near,
"Sea monster?"

The faces of the boatman and the man changed drastically, and they hurriedly stretched out their hands to pinch the special pendant hanging on their chests, and at the same time stretched out their hands to cover their ears.

"Cover your ears and stay still!" He yelled.

In the cabin, Young Master put away the jug and wine glasses in an instant, and looked out with a solemn expression.

The Taoist opened his eyes,
The monk with the sword put away the books in his hand,
The monk is still staring at his toes in a daze,
Wang Zhe's spiritual consciousness spread out to a far away place,
They also found the source of the sound. It was a corpse. There were not just one corpse floating on the sea, but many of them were floating with the waves.

In the wind and waves, the ship continued to move forward,
The voice became clearer and clearer,

The boatman and his buddy were already kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, talking non-stop,

In the cabin, a jade plaque on Young Master's body exudes a soft aura,
The Taoist squeezed a formula with both hands, and recited the formula silently,

The cultivator with the sword on his back sat up straight, like a sword that was about to be unsheathed at any time,

The monk was still staring at his toes without doing anything,

Outside the cabin, Tuanzi was a little irritable and flapped his wings a few times.

"Don't be impatient." Wang Zhe gently stroked the dumpling, and then softly recited the "Qing Jing Sutra".

The voice is very soft, like a ray of wind,
The group fell silent,
Although the boatman and his crew covered their ears, they could still hear the sound of weeping in the wind. Just when they felt they couldn't hold on,
They heard another voice, it was the sound of scriptures, Taoism scriptures,

This sutra sound is very soft but very clear. When the sutra sound appeared, the strange disturbing and crying that was about to make them collapse became smaller and then disappeared.

"Gone?!"

Unable to hear the terrifying voice, their trembling bodies slowly stopped, looking up at the surroundings,

With a bang, the hull hit something,
Creak, something moves in the wind and waves,

In the sea water, a floating corpse hit the hull, and then the corpse suddenly stretched out its rotting arms and grabbed the hull.Then slowly climbed up.

On the boat, Wang Zhe waved his hand lightly, and his mana swept across,
The corpse trembled, let go of its hand, and fell into the sea at once.

These corpses are all monks who were killed in the sea after trying to find the overseas fairy mountains. Although they died, they were specially affected, and their ghosts lingered here with the corpses.

Disturb the consciousness of the people on the passing ships with that weird voice, let them die here, and join their ranks,

Boom, boom, boom,
The boats kept hitting the corpses floating on the sea,
Finally, I broke through this sea area without any risk,
Almost at the same time, the clear sutra sound reaching the ears also stopped.

Huh, the boatman and the guy breathed a sigh of relief,

"It's dangerous!"

"The sea of ​​dead bodies has passed." The boatman looked at the sea area with lingering fear.

Look at Wang Wang sitting on the deck, reaching out and gently stroking the goshawk crouching aside.

"There is no fear on his face, calm as usual, this is the legendary master!" The boatman sighed.

"I don't know who made the sutra sound just now." He glanced into the cabin again.

Taking a deep breath, he walked into the cabin and found that several people inside were safe and sound.

"Have you arrived at the boat house?" Brother Young Master asked with a smile when he saw him coming in.

"Young master, it's still early, as long as the guests are fine." The boatman heaved a sigh of relief.

"Is there a name for that sea area just now?"

"That's called the Sea of ​​Dead Corpses. All the people floating on the sea are trying to find the fairy mountains overseas, and they met unexpected people on the way." The boatman said.

"Do you have to go there to go to Overseas Fairy Mountain?"

"I only know this sea route." The boatman said truthfully.

Brother Young Master waved his hand and threw him an ingot of gold.

"Thank you son, thank you son." The boatman hastily bowed and saluted.

After crossing the sea of ​​dead bodies, not long after walking, the sky began to rain,
The rain was still water droplets in the air, but when it fell on the boat, it turned into ice crystals.

"Ice rain!" The boatman looked at the sky with a worried look in his eyes.

Soon, a chill settled over the ship.

Naturally, the monks in the cabin were not afraid of the severe cold, but the boatman and his fellow were passively shivering all over.

"Amitabha." The sloppy monk finally stopped staring at his broken shoe, raised his head, and recited the Buddha's mantra.

The soft Buddha light radiated from his body, quickly filled the cabin, and then radiated out, coming to the side of the boatman and fellow, wrapping them.

Immediately, the two of them stopped trembling.

Crackling, the sky began to hail.

Wang Zhe looked up, and the dark clouds above his head were very low.

The wind is getting stronger, the waves are getting higher,
In the endless ocean, there are no signs to identify the direction everywhere,

The boatman drove the small wooden boat through the sea with difficulty,

Wang Zhe was a little curious, how did he get the direction in the sea, you must know that there are no stars in the sky.

The wind and rain never stop,

The ship was going up and down in the waves, and it seemed that it might be swallowed by the raging waves at any time.

In this way, drifting in the wind and waves until dawn,

Suddenly the wind stopped and the rain stopped,

A ray of sun shines through the clouds,

Huh, the pale-faced boatman and fellows seem to be exhausted,
"Look, that's Overseas Fairy Mountain!" The man happily pointed to the sea in the distance.

There was a huge white mist floating on the sea, and it was not clear what was behind the thick fog.

Hearing his shout, several people in the cabin came out, staring at the white mist on the sea,

"Then behind the white mist is the fairy mountain?"

"Yes, that is." The boatman nodded.

Looking at the calm sea, the boatman lowered his sails and stopped the boat.

"Masters, I can only send you here, but I can't go any further."

"Why? The sea looks calm?" the young master asked.

"It looks calm, but in fact it is very dangerous. I have seen several ships sank into the sea for no apparent reason," said the boatman.

"Then come here, let's go!"

The young master raised his hand and threw out a treasure. The treasure changed in the wind, and it turned out to be a small boat. It fell into the water with a bang, splashing water.

He jumped out of the boat and landed on the boat, and the two attendants jumped down after him, paddling the oars left and right.

The boat was heading towards the fairy mountain, and the speed was extremely fast,

The cultivator with the sword on his back raised his hand, and the sword on his back was unsheathed. He jumped on the sword, raised his hand and pointed, and the sword carried him away through the air.

"Yujian Flying to the Sky? Good trick!" The Taoist sighed, jumped out of the boat after saying that, stepped on the water, and with a light touch, the person appeared twenty feet away.

"Amitabha." The monk twirled the beads and disappeared in a flash.

"Laifu, Tuanzi, let's go and have a look too."

Wang Zhe looked at the white mist in the distance, and his mind moved.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Baiwu with Laifu and Tuanzi. Looking back, the wooden boat in the distance was just a small dot.

The few monks were still using their own methods and galloping towards this side.

With a crash, a big hole suddenly opened on the originally calm sea surface, and then it seemed like a huge mouth opened.

The speeding boat, together with the young master and two attendants on it, fell down at once.

Oops, with a shout, the young master rushed up from the bottom, his body was shining with aura, and another guard fled up after him.

With a bang, the opening closed, but the guard did not escape.

"Let's go!" The young master raised his hand, and there was a big kite-like magic weapon behind him. He took the guard to grab the magic weapon and headed towards the fairy mountain.

Beyond the white mist, Wang Zhe waved his hand, and the white mist in front of him immediately parted and spread to both sides.

Behind the white mist is still white mist,
Wang Zhe took Laifu and Tuanzi across the sky, and the white mist in front of him rolled and dispersed continuously, as if the subjects saw the king and made way for him.

Quack, Wang Zhe heard the birdsong.

Suddenly, the eyes suddenly opened up, and an island appeared.

The first thing that catches the eye is a mountain, majestic and beautiful, surrounded by clouds and mist. From a distance, you can see a waterfall falling from the mountainside.

The mountain is surrounded by a dense forest, and there are birds flying and singing in the forest.

On the shore near the sea, Wang Zhe saw two wooden houses, which proved that there were people on the island.

He brought Laifu and Tuanzi to the wooden house, which was dilapidated and crumbling

There was no one inside, so I opened the door and entered. The furnishings inside were extremely simple, with wooden tables, wooden chairs, and a big hole in one wall.
On the walls of the house there were several large characters written in blood.

"Don't go to the island, there are no gods here, only demons!"

trembling, twisted words,

demon?

Leaving the hut, I stood beside the dense jungle.

Wang Zhe's consciousness radiated out, spread across the woods, and radiated deeper.

Soon he noticed the abnormality. In the depths of this small island, there was something hindering his spiritual exploration.

"Since we are here, we have to go and see there, shall we go?"

Wang Zhe flew across the sky with Laifu and Tuanzi. The woods below were very lush, and some animals could be seen shuttling through the forest.

Among them, patches of forest fell down, and some trees were burnt to charcoal.
Wang Zhe fell from mid-air,
This place is obviously the trace left after the fight,
flames, swordsmanship,
Soon, he saw two corpses,

The shriveled corpse seemed to have been dried for thousands of years,

"The energy and blood on their bodies have been sucked by something."

After Wang Zhe approached, the two corpses clicked twice, raising their hands to grab him.

He raised his hand and tapped it twice, the raised hand fell down again, and his body was shattered directly, like a clay figurine falling to the ground and becoming shattered.

Although dead, there is still a resentment that has not dissipated, and it will become a corpse after a long time.

he kept going,
The closer to the center of the island, the more intense the aura,
Just in terms of the richness of the aura, this place is comparable to many paradises,

Not long after, Wang Zhe saw an octagonal pavilion at the foot of the mountain.
There was no one in the pavilion, only three dead bodies, the same as the two people he saw earlier, all the blood and vitality in their bodies were sucked to death.

There is a stone step on the side of the octagonal pavilion leading to the mountain, and Wang Zhe climbed up the step.

Weeds have grown on the stone steps, and it seems that no one has walked by them for many years.
The road is narrow and long, with towering old trees on both sides.
After walking up the mountain for less than a hundred steps, Wang Zhe saw a headless corpse. The corpse was dressed in cassock, with Buddhist beads hanging around its neck.

A Buddhist practitioner, just don't know where his head went,
keep going,

The woods on the mountainside fell down, and there was a sword mark on the rock, which went deep into the rock, and it was tens of feet long.

Someone swung a sword here, and the sword cut off this piece of trees, and cut it on that piece of rock,
Wang Zhe stood in front of the broken forest, gestured, and made a movement of swinging a sword,

"This person's cultivation is still reasonable."

Not long after walking forward, you can see the waterfall flying down from the mountain. The water falls from a high place and smashes into the deep pool below the mountain.

There are also some cliff carvings on the rock wall beside it.
Wang Zhe stopped to watch, and found that it was actually a piece of scriptures on cultivation, which talked about the method of concentrating the mind and eliminating demons.

"This scripture also makes sense." Wang Zhe thought.

After reading the scriptures a few times, continue upwards. After turning a few corners, a courtyard appeared in front of you.

(End of this chapter)