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Song Lizong Chunyou April 11, 2005. The Taoist Priest and his disciple Xiao Feng entered the East China Sea on April 26 after passing through Chi Prefecture, Jiankang, and Pingjiang on a merchant ship from Jiujiang to Shandong. The merchant ship then headed north and reached its destination in Danzhou, Shandong Province, on the 8th of May.

And so the nearly month-long voyage on the river and the sea ended.

When Xiao Feng stepped onto the land of the Danzhou Harbor, he actually felt that it had been a long time.

The two of them entered the Danzhou City and found an inn to rest. There was nothing to do that night.

The next morning, the weather didn't seem to be very good, and he didn't see the sun.

The Daoist and Xiao Feng cleaned up and headed for the Danzhou Pier. When they arrived at the dock, however, they found that it was not an arranged boat. They rented a fishing boat for ten taels of silver from a fisherman specializing in ship leasing and a deposit of ten taels of silver.

"Master must have been to Penglai Island before. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so familiar with this method." Xiao Feng pondered from the side.

After the Daoist Priest paid the rent and the deposit, he saw Xiao Feng standing off to the side and shouted, "Feng Er, what are you thinking about? Get on the boat and get ready to go."

"Oh …" Xiao Feng was somewhat unwilling and followed the Daoist to the fishing boat he had arranged.

It was a medium-sized fishing boat, about ten people in size. There was a table in the hold of the ship and a wooden bench was nailed to the side of the ship. At the end of the boat was a wooden boat covered with a thick layer of straw. Other than that, there was nothing else.

The chief untied the boat and slowly pushed it away from the dock. After Xiao Feng entered the cabin, he laid down on the wooden bed and asked the Taoist priest: "Master, how long will it take for us to get to Penglai Island?"

"We can't go too far with this fishing boat. It would only take six hours to get to Penglai Island if the wind blew. If the wind is not blowing and there is no waves, then it will only take five hours. " The Daoist replied in a clear voice.

"That's good. I thought it would take a few days." It would be better to let Feng'er jump off the ship, so that he does not suffer! " Xiao Feng said.

The Daoist could clearly hear the unhappiness in Xiao Feng's tone, but he did not scold Xiao Feng. Instead, he smiled and said, "Feng Er, you're not young anymore. There were some things that he should be able to decide on himself. Your master brought you on a long journey to Penglai Island, all for your sake. "

"Teacher, why me?" This time, Xiao Feng walked out of the cabin and said this to the master on the deck, who was rowing the boat.

The Daoist looked at the boundless sea before him and sighed. "I can't hide what has happened these past few days even if I wanted to."

Xiao Feng interrupted, "Master, your disciple is no longer young, so you don't have to hide this from me. Your disciple knows that those people are not here for you, Master, but for me.

"Since you know, I can't hide it from you." The Daoist said, "I don't agree with the rumors in the martial arts world. I don't care if it's true or not, since I've accepted you as my disciple, I won't let you be taken away by others for no reason. "However, the other party has the advantage of numbers, and I have left the martial arts world for more than ten years. I was unwilling to interfere in the matters of the martial arts world, so I decided to take you to Penglai Island."

"Master, can you tell me why those people are running towards me?" Xiao Feng opened his eyes wide as he asked, "Master, do you know who my parents are?"

"Master is also unclear about the first question and is unable to answer you. "I think someone must have spread some rumors that caused the people in the martial arts world to misunderstand." The Daoist shook his head, "Didn't I already tell you about your parents? Your parents died when I saved you. As for their identities, it's hard for Master to know. "

Xiao Feng's face was filled with grief as tears unconsciously dripped from the corners of his eyes. He slowly leaned against the side of the boat as he choked with emotion, "Why did they kill my parents? What mistake did my parents make to be hunted down by them? " Xiao Feng seemed to be asking for an explanation, but it also seemed like he was talking to the heavens and earth.

The Daoist didn't want to talk to Xiao Feng about these sad memories, so he walked over to help Xiao Feng up and said, "Feng'er, since ancient times, the imperial power has changed. And this sacrifice, other than the soldiers fighting on the frontlines, is mostly suffered by our ordinary citizens.

As for why your parents were being hunted down and harmed, your master also does not know the answer to that. But don't worry, since there's a rumor circulating in the martial arts world, it's definitely not groundless. I have already made up my mind. When I send you to Penglai Island, I will definitely find out your problem. "

Xiao Feng wiped away the tears on his face as he said firmly, "Master, you can rest assured. Disciple has decided that from now on, I must learn martial arts diligently and contribute to the country in the future. Get rid of all those evil people who have bullied the people of Song Dynasty! "

"If your parents knew that you had such ambition, they would have felt relieved and comforted," he said. "Alright, master still needs to row, you can go inside to rest."

"Understood, Master." Xiao Feng nodded and turned around to enter the cabin.

The Daoist Priest looked at Xiao Feng's back as he pondered. Then he raised his head and looked at the sky. It seemed like it was about to rain.

The boat slowly moved away from the Danzhou Pier. The deeper they went into the sea, the more they realized how vast it was. Once again, Daoist Qing returned to his old route, which he had taken more than ten times, and suddenly felt a sense of "trepidation to be near his hometown".

"It's been too long!" "I wonder how this person is doing."

Naturally, the "him" referred to by the Daoist Priest referred to this "old friend".

Two hours later, a light rain began to fall from the sky. The Daoist Priest suddenly realized that something was amiss. Looking at the compass beneath his feet, he wasn't wrong. However, why had he not seen the isolated islands that he had previously seen in this region of the sea?

"Is it because he hasn't arrived yet?" This was the only way to explain the Daoist priest.

Another hour passed, but he still did not see a single island. Daoist Qing suddenly felt a sense of unease. It was at this moment that the rain started to become heavier, accompanied by the sound of thunder.

The rain on the sea was not quite the same as the rain on the land. The rain on the sea seemed to flow visually from the sea to the sky, while the rain on the land clearly moved from the sky to the land. Fortunately, although it was raining, there was not much wind or waves. This made the Daoist Priest somewhat at ease.

But from his past experience on this route, the weather in May shouldn't be raining here.

As a result, the Daoist Priest stopped rowing and picked up the compass in his hand. Looking left and right, he realized that the magnetic needle did not rotate in the slightest!

At this time, Daoist Qing was somewhat confused and unsettled. No wonder there was a thunderstorm in this sea. It seemed he had lost his way!

Thinking of this, Daoist Qing was momentarily at a loss of what to do. If one lost their direction in this vast ocean, no matter how strong one's martial arts was, no matter how strong one's techniques were, they would only be anxious and helpless!