Chapter 182 A fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman! [First update, please vote for me!]

Wow!

The waves hit the rocks and stirred up waves.

Cao Xin was in the sea, sword in hand, walking as fast as a mountain, treating the fierce waves as imaginary enemies, using his sword to break through the waves, constantly fighting.

The swordsmanship is sometimes psychedelic and sometimes complicated.

Qingqiu Eighteen Fantasy!

Style 8864 Flying Eagle Whirl Sword Technique!

Cao Xin practiced and pondered the two sets of sword techniques over and over again. The former was already mastered, but the latter was more complex and not easy to practice.

But one drill after another.

Think carefully about it again.

From time to time, some insights come to my mind.

Sometimes I think about my moves.

Sometimes it changes your mood.

Qishan is known as the "Thirty-Three Sword Techniques", and the "Eight-Eight-Sixty-Four Flying Eagle Swirling Sword Techniques" is among them. It is the most complex and most brutal sword technique among Qishan's sword techniques, and it is also the most difficult to practice.

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It’s just that the change of moves is difficult to figure out.

To practice this set of swordsmanship, it is even more indispensable to be bold and ruthless. Without the state of mind, the power will be greatly reduced.

While Cao Xin was thinking about the connection between various moves, he was also thinking about how to match his mood with his sword moves to exert greater power.

Immerse yourself in it.

Unknowingly, time passes.

Wait until you are exhausted.

Cao Xin put away his sword and went ashore, preparing to enter the primitive immortal world to cultivate himself, and then go to the bottom of the Yuan River to practice internal skills.

but.

Just at this moment.

Before Cao Xin was about to enter the primitive fairyland, he casually glanced at the sea, and his expression suddenly changed——

…

The vast sea.

A small boat moves slowly.

There is a man standing on top, with long hair tied up and wrapped in animal skins. From a distance, he looks like a savage. But when he gets closer, he realizes that he is an old man with black hair and a white beard. His demeanor and behavior, except for his clothes, have nothing to do with a savage.

Cao Xin stood on the shore and found the boat and the old man.

The old man also saw Cao Xin, with a look of astonishment on his face. Then he picked up the oar in surprise and slapped it on the sea surface. The small boat was like an arrow leaving the string, and with a swish, the arrow came.

"Master!"

Cao Xin's pupils contracted.

With this skill alone, he can lift a heavy weight with ease, no less than a master.

At least.

Ask yourself.

Cao Xin couldn't be so calm and calm.

Wait until the shore.

Then I saw the old man turn over and get out of the boat, lift the small boat above his head with one hand, and just like that, step by step, he stepped on the waves and carried the boat to the shore.

With this kind of strength, it is easy to carry a cauldron.

boom!

The boat landed.

The old man held up his hands and saluted Cao Xin: "Zhang Jue, a Taoist from the East, has met my fellow Taoist."

Zhang Jue was a little excited.

He went to sea for six full years.

I have wandered for countless thousands of miles.

Finally, I met a living person on a distant coast far away from my hometown and far away from Daliang.

This is so rare.

Even though this man was wearing a mask, he still made Zhang Jue feel more friendly.

Seeing that his black clothes were intact, I was even more excited.

The clothes are good.

Does this mean that humans and countries exist near here, on this continent?

He has been looking for him for six years without seeing him. Is it possible that there is another village where there is a bright future and a bright future?

There is a lot to say.

Many questions to ask.

For a moment, Zhang Jue didn't know where to start.

And this side——

"Dongtu?"

"Zhang Jue?"

When Cao Xin discovered this old Taoist, he had already changed into black clothes, white hair, and a silver face, and turned into "Yang Guo" again. Hearing the old Taoist announce his family name, Cao Xin was slightly surprised, and it turned out that he was not a native of a foreign continent.

He’s a fellow countryman: “Is the Taoist priest from Daliang?”

"Huh?"

"Fellow Taoist also knows Daliang?"

Zhang Jue was shocked when he heard this.

He has been at sea for six years, and he has drifted to all corners of the world. A random person he meets actually speaks Mandarin with a Xijing accent?

Could it be——

"Wandering outside, going around and around, and then back to Daliang?"

Zhang Jue began to doubt.

"Going in the wrong direction?"

Cao Xin also became confused: "Isn't this the northernmost point of Dongtu Continent where Daliang is located?"

One old and one young.

Looking at each other.

…

In the end, veteran Taoist Zhang Jue was the first to react and said hesitantly: "Fellow Taoist is also from Daliang?"

"good."

"I am Yang Guo, a native of Xijing Prefecture, Daliang."

Cao Xin reported himself to his family.

Hearing this, Zhang Jue ignored the surprise of meeting a fellow villager and quickly asked: "I wonder if this place is in the east? How far is it from Daliang?"

You don’t know either?

Cao Xin looked confused.

Seeing this, Zhang Jue said hurriedly: "It has been six years since the old Taoist went to sea in the beginning of the second year of Qianyou. He started from the South China Sea and headed south. He originally wanted to see the world farther away, but he didn't expect that he would go back to the east today. earth!"

Be good!

Going to sea alone for six years?

This old man is an expert!

Much more powerful than him and the divine eagle.

Ah Xia has only been flying for three months, only flying four hours a day, and now he can't bear it. I can't imagine who can persevere in asceticism for six years on the boundless sea.

This is a great guy.

Even more ruthless.
To be continued...