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    Goo!  Cuckoo!  Goo!

    Endless as far as the eye can see, on the blue sea, a few white seagulls, passing through the brilliant morning light, fly freely, sometimes spreading their wings and soaring, sometimes making cheerful calls.

    There were layers of waves on the surface of the sea, and the turbulent sea water hit the rocks with bursts of sound, splashing out snow-white foam,

    Five black ships and one red ship, all with white sails, galloped on the sea with the sea wind, riding the wind and breaking the waves.

    The five black ships are standard ocean-going merchant ships, dragon-scale ships, one can carry more than 300 people, there are layers of cabins inside, and the five-layer hull is covered with tight iron sheets. Sailing on the sea is like  Savage behemoth.

    It's just that these five sea monsters are still a head smaller than the red boat in the center.

    The red boat is called the Dragon Tooth Boat. It is a huge ship that can accommodate 800 people. It is also the largest merchant ship that Daqian can build. It is covered in dark red and looks like a shark. There are baffles on all sides.  With the unique ballista, ordinary innate masters dare not resist it head-on.

    If this dragon tooth boat is fully equipped, it is enough to sail at sea for several months, or even half a year. There are not only living cabins, entertainment and leisure areas, but also vegetables on board. It can be called an ancient luxury cruise ship.

    Song Yifei sat on the watchtower of one of the black merchant ships, facing the boundless sea, recalling the mental method of "Beiming Shengong" in his mind.

    On the deck of the ship, there are sailors with a strong figure and bronze skin, running back and forth.  There were also some passengers standing by the railing, looking at the sea curiously, but everyone turned a blind eye to Song Yifei, or they just took it for granted.

    After the boat entered the sea, Song Yifei sat on the watchtower all the time except eating and drinking.  Originally, some people looked at it curiously, and even climbed up to talk to him.  After being caught by him and thrown into the sea, no one suffered anymore.

    "Isn't Beiming the sea! Why hasn't there been a reminder?"

    Smelling the salty sea breeze, Song Yifei sighed, feeling very depressed.

    This is already the fifteenth day of going to sea, and the "Beiming Divine Art", which I thought I would be able to understand by looking at the sea, has not moved at all.

    Seeing that he was about to reach his destination, Song Yifei could only temporarily give up his comprehension, thinking about entering the holy land of the Xiaoyao Sect, and referring to the experience of his predecessors before thinking of a way.

    Jumping off the tens of feet high mast, Song Yifei patted his clothes and walked to the dining room.

    These big ships are mainly for trade in goods, soliciting customers is just incidental, so don't expect any waiters and maids to make you exquisite meals and deliver them to your room.

    Here, there are only two places to eat, one is the upper deck, which is used by high-level guests and captains, and the other is the lower cabin, which is used by sailors and lower-level boatmen.

    Don't even think about things like taste and style. The upper and lower floors, except for slightly different varieties, are basically the same.

    "My lord, today I have fresh whitebait and a thick soup. Would you like to have some for a while?"

    The chef in charge of cooking saw Song Yifei approaching, with a flattering smile on his chubby face.

    The whitebait in the mouth of the fat chef is not the small freshwater whitebait in the coastal area, but a long strip of whitebait with silver stripes.

    If this kind of fish is transported to the mainland, it is like gold, but it can only be regarded as a slightly rare food in this sea.

    The fresh soup made with this kind of fish is refreshing and soft. After drinking it, the lips and teeth will be fragrant. It does not have the salty smell of ordinary sea fish, and it has the effect of warming the stomach and strengthening the body.

    When eating it for the first time, Song Yifei thought it tasted good, so he drank three bowls in a row.

    "Then give me a bowl!"

    Smelling the aroma wafting from the soup pot, Song Yifei couldn't help but twitch his index finger.

    "okay!"

    The fat chef deliberately filled a large bowl with sea bowls to please him, and added as much fish as possible.

    The fat chef didn't know Song Yifei's strength and identity, but he had seen the chief of the Longya boat and treated Song Yifei with respect, so he knew that he was absolutely extraordinary.

    Not to mention, Song Yifei once threw people into the sea wantonly.

    What about the food?

    Simple yet hearty!

    Boiled shrimp, boiled crab, boiled squid, boiled oyster, whitebait soup, a small dish of pickles, and a small bowl of rice.

    In order to save food and free up space, deliver goods as much as possiblenbsp; "It's all my fault this time. I believed that bastard Gongchen Yoshino! Otherwise, brother Sheng Yu wouldn't have been arrested, and sister-in-law Lingyin! She is about to give birth! Damn it!"

    Xu Jiaying, with a delicate face, gritted her teeth, and slammed her clenched right fist fiercely on her thigh. She lowered her head, bowed her body, and trembled slightly.

    Thinking of his brother being tortured because of his own carelessness, and his family being ruined, he felt ashamed and wanted to bump his head to death.

    "No one wants to see this kind of thing! I can only blame the other party for being too despicable!"

    Beiming Longquan patted Xu Jiaying's shoulder lightly to reassure him, and told him not to blame himself too much.

    "Master, how long are we going to endure?"

    "It's been more than forty years! Why hasn't the head come back from Dagan?"

    "Will something unexpected happen to the head? Is it really meaningful for us to wait like this?"

    Thinking about the hardships they have endured over the years, several people all lowered their heads and fell silent.

    With his eyes closed, he seemed to be able to see those fellow disciples who were skinned, shaved, and covered in blood, struggling heart-rendingly before their eyes.

    Bang bang!

    A hasty knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the secret room.

    Several people recovered from the sadness, looked at each other, drew out their weapons, and were on guard.

    Beiming Longquan got up alone, walked over and opened the door, a beautiful woman with simple and clean clothes rushed in anxiously.

    "Longquan, it's not good! Qianxue and Qianfeng are gone!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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