Rebirth: first daughter is poisonous

The ancestors of the Ji family spread their divine consciousness. They saw a bird's nest in the forest, and there were eggs in the nest. They said, "it should be that they grew up here and have adapted to the environment here."

It's like living things in the extreme cold zone are not afraid of the cold, and living things in the desert are resistant to the sun.

I'm afraid that the ancestors of these birds have been nourished by this one yuan heavy water and have already mutated. I'm afraid their physique is extraordinary.

So another monk came up with the idea of catching some birds here and sitting on them to go back. However, the whole island is so small that it has only a few acres of land. Not to mention the Mahayana period, even the consciousness of Yuan infant period can cover all at once. There are only very small birds here, not large birds.

Don't talk about sitting birds. Birds can't bear the weight of their slap.

Even if you can't find large birds, there's not even a monster on this island. Besides trees, there's grass, and the woods are very small. It's hard to find a few thin worms.

Even if the friars want to be greedy and roast rabbit meat, they don't want to. Oh, no, they don't have rabbit hair.

"Son of a bitch, this is where birds don't shit!" The friars are rude. Where can people stay in this place?

Even if you're in prison, you'll get a bite to eat, won't you?

Just then, a group of birds flew over the friars' heads and said, "poop, poop, poop," as if something had fallen out of the sky.

The monks just felt a heat on their heads, reached out and touched, and a lump of fresh bird excrement appeared in their hands, still steaming.

"Shit The friars were rude. This is a gorgeous reply. The birds in this place are shit

"Damn it, stinky bird!" The angry friar chased the birds to roast them.

But as soon as the birds fluttered, they flew to the sea. The friars couldn't catch them. They were so angry that they jumped.

"There are no cultivation resources here, and only water and vitality are the most abundant. We are trapped here for fear that we won't last long." Monks can not eat without aura.

At this time, a sudden wind broke out on the sea, which made many monks shiver. Because they had been here for a long time, the sea was very calm, and it was the first time that the wind broke out.

All the friars could not help looking into the distance.

At the edge of the vast sea, there seems to be a boat coming.

The boat seemed not fast or slow, but somehow it came near them in a twinkling of an eye.

All the friars were startled to see that on the boat was an old man with a long bamboo pole in his hand. The old man used the bamboo pole to prop the boat.

The old man was wearing a green hat on his head. He couldn't see his face clearly. The green gauze of the hat moved with the wind. The old man's body was slightly bent and looked very thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, but no one dared to despise the old man.

"Dear guest, do you want to take a boat?" The old man seemed to look over and ask the monks.

The friars were staring at the old man's boat, and they wanted to throw their treasures into the water to see if they could float, but the answer was absolutely No.

They've tried many times and they'll definitely fall.

But the old man's boat can float steadily on the sea, it must be not simple.

The monks watched the old man warily, and his back was chilly.

Jiang Chenhe also looked at the old man. The old man stood quietly in a blue robe. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. The monks answered and waited there with their eyes closed.

His whole body's breath is ordinary, as if just an ordinary ferry elder.

Jiang Chenhe and Ji Nanchu look at each other. A monk has already begun to calculate the good and bad fortune. They can't see the clue of the old man, so they have to ask God.

Jiang Chenhe is also closing his eyes, sensing with his mind and arranging several hexagrams. After a long time, he opens his eyes to see Ji Nanchu. Ji Nanchu shakes her head. Obviously, Ji Nanchu has not figured out the evil hexagrams.

It's good for them.

Jiang Chenhe looks at Jiang sining and others, but everyone just looks at her, as if they are waiting for Jiang Chenhe to make a decision.

In fact, they have only one choice. If they stay here, they will die of exhaustion of Shouyuan. There are no cultivation resources, so it's hard for them to get close to each other. Although the old man can't figure out his identity, he has a chance of life.

It's a gamble of life and death. If you lose, you fall, and if you win, you escape.

So Jiang Chenhe smiles a little and says politely to the old man, "how much is the price of the ship

As soon as Jiang Chenhe said this, the crowd saw that under the green hat, the old man seemed to open his eyes vaguely. Then he looked at Jiang Chenhe and compared his gesture of invitation, "Dear guest, no charge, please."

Jiang Chenhe and Ji Nanchu look at each other again. At this time, the boat is leaning on the edge of the island. They fly to the boat.

Seeing that Jiang Chenhe had moved, the monks of the Jiang family also flew up one after another. Yuanxiu and Miluo were no exception.

The friars at the back frowned. The boat was so small that it could carry several people, but something magical happened. No matter how many people jumped up, it didn't seem crowded on the boat, as if it was just right.The monks understood that this boat is a mustard space.

The demon emperor and the mahayanas all jumped up one after another, waiting to die on the isolated island and gambling. They naturally chose to gamble.

Almost all the friars jumped into the boat. The lowest accomplishments of these friars were in their infancy. They were tough minded and had experienced life and death, so they made a decision at once.

After Prajna and Gu got on the boat, they looked at the old man frequently and communicated with each other by voice, "I always feel that this person seems to be familiar."

But it's just familiarity.

In the vast sea, a small boat was driving in the waves. The surging waves lifted the boat and it seemed to swallow it into the sea waves. However, the friars in the boat could not feel any wind and waves, but sat on the land smoothly.

There's no sense of wind.

And the old man stood by the boat, supporting it with a bamboo pole.

The scene is eerie and chilly.

In the sea, a huge ship can't withstand the waves, let alone a small boat.

What's more, people use bamboo poles to support boats, which should be the river in front of your house? Can a bamboo stick reach the bottom of the river?

"Will we be thrown into the sea by this old man later?" The monks whispered in horror.

Once they fall into the water, they will be squeezed by the heavy water and fall. Even Mahayana monks can't bear the pressure of heavy water.

"I think we are more likely to be eaten by him later. Otherwise, what will he do with us? Maybe he is the sea monster in the sea. "

Time was spent in the monks' uneasiness. The boat was moving very fast. It seemed that it took a few minutes to see the other side.

The boat stopped steadily on the bank. The old man propped up with a bamboo pole and said to the monks, "here we are, dear guest."

The monks looked at each other, obviously no one thought that the old man really just sent them to the other side, one by one quickly jumped to the shore, so as to avoid accidents.

"Whoosh - whoosh -" the friars were very fast, nearly 100000 friars, just a moment later, they all came down.

Standing at his feet and feeling at ease, he quickly turned to thank the old man.

But

The vast sea, that leaf boat disappeared, and then, the whole sea is gone, look again, the surrounding scene has changed.

Just now, it was still a desolate area, and tombstones appeared one by one.

"This How did this become a graveyard? " Graveyards give people a sense of gloom. Although monks are not afraid of ghosts, it is possible for ghosts to cultivate to a certain level.

The monks walked forward quickly, because there were mountains and rivers outside the cemetery. They just left here as soon as possible.

They fly quickly. When they fly over all the tombstones, they see a huge stone tablet in front of them, which is engraved with: "forbidden area of life and death, entrants, death!"

The four "dead" characters are powerful, which makes people tremble when they just look at them.

The entrants died. They just came out of the forbidden area.

The monks stood in front of the stone tablet and looked towards the sea, but it was still a graveyard. It was a graveyard anyway.

Jiang Chenhe opened her eyes. She felt that it was probably a high-grade fantasy.

Sure enough, in the eyes of her mind, she saw the vast sea again. There was only an island on the sea, and there was nothing. But somehow, she seemed to hear the sigh of crossing time and space.

The sigh is full of vicissitudes.

It's like going through the vicissitudes of life and seeing the vicissitudes of events.

Vaguely, the vicissitudes of life directly through her mind.

As if to say, "after all the vicissitudes, I have been waiting here for too long, too long, just to ferry one person ashore, just to ferry one person..."

He didn't know how many vicissitudes he had been waiting for, but he just wanted to do one thing and ferry one person ashore.

"Xiaohe, what's the matter?" All of a sudden, Jiang Chenhe felt that she had been patted on her shoulder. She suddenly came back to herself, and the scenery disappeared. It was just like the isolated island in the distance, getting bigger, bigger It seems to have become a huge basaltic weapon.

It's not an island, it's a huge basalt How can an island withstand the vicissitudes of life?

Ordinary sea, how can withstand the vicissitudes of it? So, it's not an ordinary sea, it's not an ordinary island

"Nothing." Jiang Chenhe smiles at Ji Nanchu.

The party flew away from the cemetery.

Fly to the sky, step on the clouds, all the scenery is at your feet, at will.

The monks finally found themselves.

But the scenery is strange. It's early February. It's the season of ice and snow, but it's warm and warm here.

In the distance, you can see big cities, ancient temples, pagodas, bells, golden pineapple flowers, Alsophila spinulosa trees swinging with the wind, green waves rippling, waves rolling.

There are monks in cassock standing outside the ancient temple. Pilgrims climb up the stairs and kneel down in the temple.Buddhism flourishes here.

The friars looked at each other, and their eyes couldn't help looking at each other.

Just for a moment, I saw a huge mountain far away. It was very eye-catching, with a few words on it.

Wanshou mountain.

"Longevity mountain!" The monks were surprised. "Isn't this the mountain on the treasure map?

"Is the treasure map true?" The monks were surprised and recalled the contents of the treasure map.

The route of treasure hunting is clearly marked on the map.

They didn't know how to find it, but when they saw Wanshou mountain, according to the notes on the treasure map, they just walked along the direction of Wanshou mountain.

At the same time, Wanshou Kingdom suddenly saw so many monks in different clothes that they were soon reported to the royal family by Wanshou's spies.

It's very important to see a large number of foreign monks.