Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 266 Sanshan Island

Forty miles to the east of Chuzhenyang Temple is the sea-going wharf of Denghai County.

At the dawn of the red sun, Senior Brother Xun brought Zhao Lin and a group of teenagers to the pier.

The destination of this trip is a place in the sea called Sanshan Island. According to Senior Brother Xun, the space magic circle connecting Xuanyuan Continent and this world is arranged on the island.

The sky cleared up, and most of the fishermen had already gone to sea, only a few sporadic ferries parked on the shore.

Senior Brother Xun asked everyone to wait on the trestle bridge, walked to the side of a shuttle boat, and whispered to the leading boatman, "Go to Sanshan Island."

"Don't go, don't go!"

The boatman, Dalian, waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head like a rattle.

Senior Brother Xun didn't say much, and took out a few bank notes from his pocket. The boss of the boat showed a struggling face, and finally nodded.

"Come here, get on board!" Senior Brother Xun waved.

Everyone walked over, and the captain of the boat ordered two boatmen to quickly drag the boat into the sea, and then picked them up one by one.

The shuttle captain is more than two feet long and seven feet wide, which can accommodate eight people just enough, but they have to sit in front and back on both sides, otherwise the boat will not be stable when sailing.

Including the boss of the boat, there are only three boatmen, one man controls the sail, two hold the oars, and the three shouted in unison: "The wind is flat!"

The shuttle boat started, split the water waves, and sailed towards the sea.

The teenagers were a little nervous when they went out to sea for the first time, especially Tong Mu, who was from the grassland, tightly grasped the side of the boat with both hands, his face was flushed, for fear of accidentally falling into the sea.

Not long after, the shuttle boat moved away from the pier and sailed smoothly on the sea.

The surface of the sea is shimmering, as if a handful of broken gold has been sprinkled on it. Looking around, the sea is empty, with vast expanses of blue waves, clouds and mists in the distance, and the water and the sky are the same color.

When the sea breeze blows, everyone feels refreshed and refreshed.

Zhao Lin was used to seeing the sea in his previous life, so he didn't think much of it, but it was the first time for all the teenagers to experience the sea scenery, and they all expressed their admiration, and the bolder simply stood up and looked into the distance.

Zhu Cong, who was the youngest, clapped his hands and said, "The scenery on the sea is so beautiful! The boatman travels to and fro on the sea every day, admiring it every day, so it's really carefree!"

The boss of the boat is about forty years old, with a dark complexion and a strong body. Because he has been traveling on the sea for many years, exposed to the wind and sun, he has small cuts on his face and hands.

The corner of his mouth twitched when he heard the words, "Hehe" laughed twice, "My little brother is from a wealthy family at first glance, and he doesn't know the sufferings of the world. Punting is one of the three major sufferings in life, how can we be at ease?"

Zhu Cong and the other teenagers were startled, and asked in unison: "What are the three major hardships in life?"

The captain of the boat smiled, but didn't answer, he just pulled the sail rope to control the direction of the boat.

The teenagers wanted to ask Senior Brother Xun, but after getting on the boat, Senior Brother Xun closed his eyes and crossed his knees without saying a word, so he looked at Senior Brother Zhao Lin as if asking for help.

Zhao Lin glanced at the boatman, and said slowly: "The boatman is right. There are three major hardships in life: punting, blacksmithing, and selling tofu."

"People who punter are exposed to the wind and rain every day. During the wind and waves, there is a danger of capsizing and dying at any time. Let's just ride the boat. Of course it is comfortable. Do you think the boatman is tired of rowing the oars and sailing?"

"It's lonely and hard on a boat, and it's home on the water all the year round. Just imagine, you come to manage this business, ferry back and forth every day, and insist on doing nothing for one day. What about one year? Ten years or 20 years?"

The teenagers fell silent after hearing this, and the way they looked at the boatman also changed.

He Shaoqun asked, "What about blacksmiths selling tofu?"

Zhao Lindao: "It's almost the same. Blacksmiths endure the scorching heat day and night by the smelting furnace. Living is like going to hell. At least one day has to be beaten tens of thousands of times. Not to mention dirty and tired, the body can't bear it after years of exhaustion."

"There was a blacksmith in the village next door to us. He never had a good piece of clothing on him. They were all small holes burned by iron sparks, and his hands and face were scalded."

"Let's talk about selling tofu. I get up early every day and sleep late every day. I sleep in the middle of the night and get up in the fifth. I pull the mill to make pulp like a donkey. I get a small amount of money that can barely survive."

"Besides, the process is the most cumbersome, and there can be no mistakes. The tofu will be broken at the touch of a finger, so be careful and not be sloppy."

The three boatmen looked at each other and sighed silently.

Lin Chaoran chuckled, and said disapprovingly: "Everyone has his own destiny, and someone must do these things."

Zhao Lin frowned slightly, thinking that his words could not be miscalculated, but when he said it at this time, it sounded a little heartless.

He Shaoqun seemed to have made up his mind suddenly, and said, "Listen to Senior Brother Zhao, I won't refine weapons even if I'm killed."

Senior Brother Xun who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes and looked over with a warning gaze.

He Shaoqun felt a slip of the tongue and quickly shut his mouth.

Fortunately, several boatmen did not understand, nor did they become suspicious.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the boss of the boat said with a smile, "By the way, how do you go to Sanshan Island?"

Zhao Lin was afraid that his juniors would leak the truth, so he took the initiative to talk, "Why, can't you go to Sanshan Island?"

"That's not true, it's just that there are some evil sects..."

The captain of the ship said while tying the sail rope to the mast while fanning the wind with his hand.

It turns out that Sanshan Island is located in a remote place, and it is generally not passed there when going fishing or taking a boat to other places. Because there are three hills on the island, fishermen named the island this name.

The island has lush forests and picturesque scenery, but the strange thing is that it is shrouded in white fog all the year round and never dissipates.

Occasionally, fishermen pass by and want to go to the island to rest, but they find that the white mist is getting thicker and thicker. As long as they walk a hundred steps into the island, they can't see anything.

There was a brave fisherman who bravely walked in, but lost his way somehow, went around for an hour or two, and returned to the shore again.

Because Sanshan Island is so strange, fishermen and boatmen on the seaside are very superstitious, so they are generally reluctant to approach it, and they only stay on the shore for a while when they have no choice.

The teenagers looked at each other, and naturally knew that Chenghuazong had deliberately set up the magic circle to prevent mortals from approaching, but no one said a word.

"There are also rumors that hundreds of years ago, fishermen saw immortals flying over the island, and even saw flying boats."

Speaking of this, the boss of the boat chuckled, "It's just a rumor. If you listen to it casually, I guess it's just a mirage at sea."

Unknowingly, the boat sailed on the sea for two hours, and the boss of the boat suddenly raised his hand and pointed, "Sanshan Island is ahead!"

Everyone stared and saw a small island in front of them, shrouded in thick white mist, and three mountains standing side by side could be vaguely seen.

Zhao Lin originally thought that the island must be full of "spiritual energy", but he didn't notice anything unusual until the shuttle boat touched the beach.

But after thinking about it, I can understand the reason.

If the aura here is particularly strong, it is impossible that no warriors have discovered it for so many years. Cheng Huazong also considered this point.

The shuttle boat docked, and everyone disembarked one after another. Brother Xun took out two bank notes and handed them to the boss of the boat.

"Originally, I just sent people to the island without asking why, but I would like to remind you that this island is a bit weird, everyone be careful!"

The boss of the boat gave an order, turned the bow of the boat, and sailed away.

Li Sancai asked: "Brother Xun, you sent us away, how did you go back?"

Senior Brother Xun smiled slightly, "I have my own way."

After all, he led the way and walked to the island.

(End of this chapter)