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He looked around, there was no island nearby for refuge, and immediately urged the secret charm.

The next moment, a storm struck.

Qin Sang was like a ghost, shaking in the storm.

I don't know when the storm will subside, and Qin Sang keeps on advancing against the wind and rain.

The place where Ling Turtle Island is located is close to a medium-sized island called Bamen Island. There are also dozens of small islands nearby, but they are all very barren and high-ranking monks look down on it.

According to the news that Qin Sang found on the road, the power in this sea area is not strong, the most powerful sect is called Hanhaimen, and the sect master is only a cultivator during the pill formation period.

Qin Sang has been rehearsing in his heart how to meet the lord of the turtle island.

I have already come here, whether it is Senior Green Bamboo or not, it is certain to visit the island.

But Qin Sang wouldn't act rashly. He was going to conceal his cultivation, and spent some time walking around Ling Turtle Island to inquire about the deeds of the Spirit Turtle Island owner to judge this person's temperament.

The monk surnamed Wang only heard of this person from the rumors, and only the residents of the surrounding islands knew the details.

Qin Sang was unavoidable when the news of Senior Qingzhu finally arrived.

But overall it is still full of expectations. Senior Qingzhu is a real sword repairman, and some of his behavior can also be seen through two books and past deeds.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang looked for the direction of Bamen Island, and walked through the wind.

The storm intensified, and the surrounding area was pitch black. Qin Sang flew alone for a certain distance, and suddenly he had a pause, as if he had heard something.

Qin Sang listened attentively, distinguished an unusual sound from the chaos, and suddenly changed direction.

Not long after, Qin Sang saw a wooden boat about to capsize.

Strong winds, huge waves, and torrential rains.

The wooden boat was crumbling, and there was a light shield on the boat, which was obviously a protective shield formed by a spiritual formation, but it was fragmented for some reason, flickering, and almost extinguished.

Some places were exposed to the storm and appeared so fragile and severely damaged.

At this time, the hull was already skewed and was about to capsize.

Qin Sang had good eyesight, and found that there were still people alive on the boat. He pondered a little and flew straight to the wooden boat.

Approaching the wooden boat, I can see more clearly.

There were a few people running on the deck, their faces full of hurried faces, like headless flies. They were not mortals, but their cultivation level was not high. They only had the stage of refining qi.

These people obviously wanted to repair the spiritual formation, but they couldn't do anything. Some people broke down and cried out desperately. Without the protection of the big ship and the spiritual formation, it is basically impossible for these Qi-refining cultivators to survive the storm.

"Quick! Put all the spirit stones in! Third Junior Brother, go to the cabin to see if Master is awake?"

One of the white-clothed youths resisted the panic and hurriedly repaired the spiritual formation. Reluctantly, his cultivation was insufficient, and he tried everything to no avail.

'boom! ’

A huge wave several feet high hits down hard.

The mask suddenly dimmed for a few minutes, and the hull was not dismembered, but it was not much worse, cracking everywhere.

Just as everyone was in despair, a strange figure suddenly appeared on the deck.

They thought they were dazzled, and when they stared at it, they realized that it was a young man who was younger than them, but his expression was far more calm than theirs, and his aura was not weaker than that of the master.

"Who are you? How many of you are on the boat?"

Qin Sang swept around and frowned.

He also looked a little embarrassed on the outside, because he disguised himself as a monk in the foundation building period.

After seeing Qin Sang, the young man in white had a brief surprise, and thought that his master would not wake up from being seriously injured.

However, dying in the hands of this person is no different from dying in the storm.

He was calm and screamed, "Enlighten seniors, juniors are disciples of the Sanshanmen, and follow Master to go to sea. When the storm struck, our ship was suddenly attacked by sea beasts, causing damage to the spirit formation. Master repelled the sea beasts and at the same time Severely injured and unconscious, the junior begs senior to save us!"

Qin Sang swept away his spiritual consciousness and found a seriously injured foundation-building monk in the cabin. He was a middle-aged man, and his figure flashed in.

The white-clothed youth and the others were startled, and hurried in.

I saw Qin Sang grabbing their master's arm and seemed to be checking the injury.

Everyone dare not come out.

The man was seriously injured and his five internal organs were damaged. Qin Sang took out a healing pill and stuffed it into his mouth. The entrance of the elixir had an effect, and the person woke up leisurely, but still weak.

The white-clothed youth and others are overjoyed.

"Thank you fellow daoist for saving my life..."

When this person saw the stranger Qin Sang, he was first surprised. Hearing the disciples talk about Long Qumai, he tried to support his body and thank him.

Qin Sang waved his hand to stop, and said, "The Daoist's injury is too serious, and he still needs to rest for a while to recover. The wind is high outside and the wooden boat is about to capsize, and he is about to go to Bamen Island. Unexpectedly, he was caught in a storm. After avoiding it, I asked fellow daoists to tell me the key points of the spiritual formation so that it can be repaired."

After a while, Qin Sang returned to the deck, took out some spiritual materials, and easily restored the spiritual formation.

The mask recovers to withstand the storm.

The hull was finally spared from the impact and was pulled back from the edge of overturning. The white-clothed youth and others escaped dead, obeyed Qin Sangyan, and repaired the damaged hull everywhere.

When the wooden boat stabilized, Qin Sang ordered the others to operate the boat and return to the cabin to communicate with their master.

"Xia Xia, surnamed Wu, was originally a casual cultivator. He took in a few inadequate apprentices and called himself Sanshanmen. I had been practicing on a small island near Bamen Island. This time I went out to do something, but I didn’t expect to be plagued by disasters. I almost died here, thanks to Fellow Daoist Qin who arrived in time and saved our lives..."

The martial artist's complexion improved, and he asked curiously, "Taoists are practicing on Bamen Island? We should never meet each other?"

Qin Sang shook his head and said: "Qin is not a monk on Bamen Island, but a casual cultivator. He has been traveling everywhere. He has searched for a family of great schools, but unfortunately he has limited talent and was not accepted. Accidentally learned of a rumor, near Bamen Island. There was a senior who opened up a dojo to teach the Fa for casual cultivators, and gave some advice to him, and then he came to apprentice."

"Fellow Daoist is here to find the owner of the Turtle Island?"

The master of Wumen exclaimed, UU read www. A strange color flashed in uukanshu.com's eyes suddenly.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Qin Sang's heart tightened, and he kept asking, "What? Is it true that the rumors are false?"

Wumen Master shook his head and said: "The rumors are true, and Daoist Qin is not to be concealed. Before going down, I was also a casual cultivator. I learned that the predecessor of the island owner opened the altar and was attracted to this place. I received guidance from the predecessors. Successfully built the foundation. It's just that... fellow Daoists came late."

Qin Sang frowned upon hearing this, "That senior has left?"

"Not leaving."

The master of Wumen sighed, with a deep hatred in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "It was the enemy of the senior who came here! The senior island owner has lived in seclusion here for two hundred years, and the enemy will not let him go. For the flat land, the senior island owner does not know his life or death!"

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