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Xiao Feng's voice came from the cabin, "Master, it's raining heavily outside. Why isn't the boat moving? "

The Daoist did not reply to Xiao Feng and instead turned the boat around, intending to use the return route to escape the current danger.

But the Taoist overlooked a problem. Now that the ship is lost, can you be sure that the ship will turn around to return? It could be heading north or south, or even east. Of course, it could also be heading west. This was obviously impossible to determine.

"Master, master!" "Oh no, there's water in the cabin!" Xiao Feng suddenly shouted.

This time, the Daoist Priest finally realized the seriousness of the situation. He quickly ran into the cabin and asked, "Where's the water?" Lowering his head to look, he saw that a large amount of water had already accumulated under the wooden bed.

"Why is there so much water!" The Daoist Priest was greatly alarmed. When he ran over to take a look, he discovered that there was a hole in the side of the boat. Bubbles were seeping out and water was seeping into the cabin.

"This damned boatsman, he actually rented me a boat like this!" Not only has the compass failed, but the ship's hull has also been broken and has not been repaired! " The Daoist has never lost his composure like this. He quickly grabbed the straw on the bed and stuffed it into the hole, but the water immediately washed away the moment he put it in, so there was no way he could block it.

Xiao Feng had never encountered such a situation before. He was so frightened that he didn't know what to do as he muttered, "Teacher, what should we do? What should we do?!"

Suddenly, the body of the boat shook violently once again. Xiao Feng lost his footing and fell to the ground. The Daoist almost fell over.

"This won't do, the hole will get bigger and bigger, and the ship will be silent very soon." The Daoist felt that he could no longer sit still and wait for death, "Feng'er, it won't be long before this ship sinks. The only thing we can do now is to jump into the water. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out four wooden planks from under the deck of the ship and tied them together with a rope. At this moment, another wave came. The boat was already swaying and the stern was clearly showing signs of sinking.

"Quick, Feng'er. Hugging onto this wooden board with me, we will be jumping down now. If we don't jump in later, it'll be too late! " The Daoist leader decisively carried the wooden board and Xiao Feng out of the cabin and onto the deck.

Xiao Feng looked at the rising and falling waves in front of him. He was so frightened that his neck shrunk and his face revealed a terrified expression.

"Master, this, if we jump like this, will we still have a chance to survive?!" He couldn't blame Xiao Feng for saying such words. After all, he was still young. When had he ever seen such a life-or-death situation?

He wasn't sure if he could survive this, but it was better than sitting on a boat and waiting to die. However, in order to prevent Xiao Feng from losing his faith, he said, "We can. This way at least we won't sink along with the ship!"

Xiao Feng calmed down a little. As long as there was a chance — at least he believed in his master's words.

In the endless sea, without end. A desperate fishing boat was destroyed in the torrential storm, slowly sinking into the sea.

"Feng'er, hurry up." Daoist Qing said to Xiao Feng beside him.

"Disciple understands!" Xiao Feng hugged the wooden board tightly.

Seeing that his head was drenched, Xiao Feng suddenly grinned and said: "Master, your hair is wet and messy. You look like an old beggar now!"

It was the perfect time to use young ignorance on Xiao Feng. He was still in the mood to joke around at a time like this, so he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Hearing this, Daoist Yi Qing felt upset and sighed, "Does Feng'er think that this is fun?"

Xiao Feng seemed to have also noticed that he had said something wrong and quickly shut his mouth. He violently shook his head and used his nose to say, "Mhmm …" The sound.

This kind of scene was really funny and even Daoist Qing felt that she shouldn't be angry at Xiao Feng. At the very least, Xiao Feng did not display any fear or worry about death – this was something that was beyond his expectations.

Just like this, Daoist Qing and Xiao Feng carried a bundle of wooden planks and drifted in the vast sea. The rain in the sky also slowly began to subside.

However, the danger did not stop there. A violent wind and waves suddenly rushed towards him.

"Be careful, hold your breath and close your eyes. The wind and waves are coming!" A Daoist priest looked at the incoming wave and was shocked as he loudly reminded Xiao Feng. He was the first to close his eyes and hold his breath, waiting for the waves to come.

After hearing Daoist Qing's reminder, Xiao Feng closed his eyes and held his breath. However, the wave in front of them seemed to be just a surface indication. Following it were several layers of waves that were dozens of feet tall …

"Hu …" After the wave passed, the Daoist and Xiao Feng were tossed up and down, and then thrown up again …

After the third wave, the Daoist Priest then shook his head and opened his eyes, asking, "Feng'er, are you alright?" As he finished speaking, he turned his head, but there was no trace of Xiao Feng.

This unforeseen event almost caused the Daoist man to slip away with the wooden board in his hands.

"Feng'er! Feng'er!" A Daoist called out in a loud voice as he looked around.

But where did he find any trace of Xiao Feng?

The Daoist Priest immediately felt disheartened.

To think that he was still so powerful back then. The Heavenly Mountain Association had been in high and vigorous spirits when they squeezed out the heads of the various sects.

But now, in this sea, he couldn't even look after a child, and he actually lost himself in this vast sea.

The rain finally stopped.

The propulsion of the three waves caused the Daoist Priest to see an island not too far away.

"If I didn't want to go to Penglai Island, why would Feng'er meet with such a calamity? "Even if we do go, why don't we choose a clear day to set off? It just has to be today!" The Daoist Priest's face was filled with remorse. But what was the use of blaming yourself? Xiao Feng had disappeared, and this had already become a reality.

"No, if he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse." Even if Feng'er was in trouble, I should have found his body. Otherwise, how can I face his parents, who entrusted Feng'er to me all those years ago? " The Daoist thought in his heart. Thus, he slowly and forcefully rowed towards the small island.

After the wind and the waves stopped blowing, the Daoist Priest slowly arrived at the small island. After staying on the island for a day, he finally encountered a fishing boat. After asking around, he realized that he had actually arrived at the Bohai Sea. This fishing boat had come out to fish at the Azure Continent's docks, but he had actually drifted north for such a long distance.

As a result, a Taoist master followed the fishing boat back to the port of Cangzhou. He planned to contact some of his old friends and personally organize a boat to search for Xiao Feng's whereabouts.