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Chapter 382: A Spring Night, Sleeping with Jiang Jiang

It was just daybreak and the hunters were not awake yet. Lu Zhan and the two women left the ruined temple, called back Xiaobai from the dense forest, and set off towards Qingzhou City.

Xiaobai has never enjoyed the jungle life since he went to Bian Jing. Last night, Lu Zhan went to catch the White Bone Demon, while Xiaobai was having fun in the forest, and by the way, he took a look to see if there were any other evil monsters in the forest.

Unfortunately, the White Bone Demon is the only one in power, and the other demons have already fled or hidden in the mountains, disappearing without a trace.

Lu Zhan had to give up his plan to give Yuanshen a buffet.

Qingzhou City is located in the western waters of Zehai, adjacent to Kutuo Mountain, with beautiful scenery surrounded by mountains and water.

The three men and the fox, with their swords and fast horses, arrived at the Qingzhou City dock at a quarter past noon.

The night rain washed the stone road clean, and the scorching sun rose from the east with the morning glow. Lu Zhan stood on the dock and looked out. He saw the sky full of rosy clouds, the sea surface sparkling like broken gold, thousands of sails gathered together and tens of thousands of ships were running, which was a magnificent sight.

The Fairy Dream Boat was quietly parked on the sea, like a magnificent palace on the sea. Its construction concept was similar to that of the flying shuttle, but it was much more prosperous than the flying shuttle.

Lu Zhan walked to the Fairy Dream Boat and bought three tickets first, then said, "One guest room will be enough."

Thinking of this, Ling Jiaoyue said calmly: "Xiaobai and I will sleep next door tonight, you two can sleep here."

Instantly, the deck shook slightly, revealing complex golden talismans, which then sank into the hull after a moment.

Lu Zhan turned his head and saw a man in a black robe walking slowly towards him. He was tall and thin, wearing a straw raincoat on his head, with messy hair. He held a fishing rod in his left hand, and the long sleeve of his right hand was blown up by the wind, weightless.

Jiang Ningshuang was already sitting on the bed, not wanting to go out. She looked mysterious and no one knew what she was busy with.

However, now that the Cinder Sea Dragon King has come out of seclusion, he is bound to stir up trouble in the sea, and these formations may not be useful.

Even if Lu Zhan was lustful, he would not indulge in lust in broad daylight at a time like this. He would not spend a lot of money to ride on the Fairy Dream Boat. He still wanted to find out some other information, so he said, "We will talk about tonight's matter tonight. You guys pack up first and go out for dinner later."

As soon as the three of them walked into the room, Ling Jiaoyue took off the veil on her head and said with a slightly resentful tone: "Why did you only want one room? What do you want to do?"

Lu Zhan found it a little funny: "It's still daylight now, why are you guys so clear about it?"

Lu Zhan whispered to himself that those talismans were the formation patterns engraved on the hull. With these formations, even if encountering rough seas, the Xianmeng Boat could sail on flat ground.

"Hmm?" Jiang Ningshuang blinked. She didn't expect such a good thing to happen. "Are you serious?"

Lu Zhan originally wanted to follow Elder Gongsun's idea and share a room with three people to save money, but now that the two of them objected, he could only say with regret: "Then let's have two rooms."

Lu Zhan looked calm and sighed, "What can I do? Can I eat both of you together? Isn't this just to save money?"

Ling Jiaoyue was standing aside with a sword in her arms. She frowned slightly when she heard this, thinking that Lu Zhan wanted to have two lovers. She said in a cold voice with some displeasure: "Two."

"Ok?"

While Lu Zhan was lost in thought, the Xianmeng Boat suddenly turned quickly to the right, and then moved forward steadily on the waves at an incredible speed.

"..."

After Lu Zhan boarded the boat, he quietly sensed that there were cultivators among the passengers of the Xianmeng Boat, but not many.

The rustling sea breeze blew up the sails, and the gilded ship sailed through the waves. Lu Zhan stood on the deck, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. He pointed his palm slightly downward, and a faint golden aura flowed through his palm.

"..."

"But he didn't want to be lonely. It just so happened that the Xianmeng Boat had just been built and was looking for a helmsman. The only requirement was that the boat had to be fast."

"What time is it now? Why are you in such a hurry?" Ling Jiaoyue felt that Jiang Ningshuang was too unrestrained and was so impatient. She snorted coldly and left with Xiaobai in her arms.

Jiang Ningshuang put her hands on her hips, her chest puffed out, and muttered, "She's so generous, of course I have to seize the opportunity."

Ling Jiaoyue finally breathed a sigh of relief. If Lu Zhan insisted on having a room, she would have a mission to complete and it would be difficult for her to just walk away, but she would definitely be unhappy.

Compared to taking the expensive Xianmeng Boat, many cultivators prefer to cross the Zehai to go to Southern Xinjiang. It may not save effort, but it definitely saves money.

Lu Zhan found it interesting, so he sat not far from the man and asked in surprise: "If that's the case, why are you driving the boat again?"

Seeing Jiang Ningshuang couldn't wait, Ling Jiaoyue sneered in her heart. The happier Jiang Ningshuang was now, the more she would cry at night. She said coldly, "Just don't regret it."

The one-armed man walked briskly past Lu Zhan and sat on the deck, saying:

"The helmsman of this Xianmeng Boat was a well-known constable in Qingzhou when he was young. He was best at flying a shuttle. Many cultivators were no match for him. He had captured many thieves while flying a shuttle."

Ling Jiaoyue's expression was as cold as ice. She didn't believe Lu Zhan's lies. If there were really three people in one room, and Lu Zhan wanted to hit two people with one shot, could she and Jiang Ningshuang resist? But she thought about it again. She really couldn't withstand Lu Zhan's firepower. It was normal for him to have other ideas.

Lu Zhan narrowed his eyes. Although the other party was unkempt, he could still feel that he had an extraordinary aura. The vicissitudes in his eyes alone were the accumulation of countless years.

Lu Zhan was a little surprised. Why did the boat make a sharp turn? There was no road here?

"Don't worry, this is the helmsman showing off his skills." A steady voice came from behind.

Ling Jiaoyue doesn't like crowded occasions, so she shook her head and said, "I've been fasting lately and I'm not good at socializing, so I won't go."

……

Jiang Ningshuang felt that Ling Jiaoyue was overthinking, so she waved her hand and said, "I know, I know. Please get out now."

"Yes!" Jiang Ningshuang didn't want to be watched by Ling Jiaoyue while she was doing that, so she pulled Lu Zhan's sleeve and whispered, "Two!"

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the Xianmeng Boat weighed anchor and set sail.

The three of them stepped onto the ship. The Xianmeng Boat was a huge hit and had very strict management. The number of guests received on each trip was limited, so the space on the ship was exceptionally spacious.

"Formation..."

Thinking of this, Lu Zhan asked, "Showing off your skills?"

The one-armed man smiled, his dark skin full of wrinkles:

"That's because he likes to show off his skills. He not only exceeded the speed limit when driving the shuttle, but also liked to drive under the influence, saying that drinking a little wine made him feel better... The mountainous area outside Qingzhou City was wrecked by his shuttle... The court had no choice but to let him do a minor job."

Obviously one-armed.

Lu Zhan ignored the two of them and walked out.

"The constable thought that driving a boat was no different from driving a shuttle, so he volunteered. It turned out to be successful, so he resigned from his post and came here to become the helmsman."

"..."

Lu Zhan couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He didn't expect that even the experience of the helmsman of the Fairy Dream Boat was so tortuous and interesting. He cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you for your help, Senior. My name is Lu Xiaofeng. May I ask what your name is?"

The one-armed man smiled faintly and said, "I have long forgotten my name, but everyone on the ship calls me Uncle Weng."

After saying this, Uncle Weng packed up his fishing rod and threw it into the sea.

Lu Zhan was a little surprised when he saw his movements. "Senior, how can a fish take the bait with a straight hook? Moreover, the speed of the Fairy Dream Boat is so fast, even if someone really takes the bait, I'm afraid they will be thrown out."

Uncle Weng shook his head, and his voice suddenly sounded a little older: "I'm not fishing, I'm fishing for dragons."

"dragon?"

"Yes, a dragon." Weng Bo looked ahead with his cloudy eyes, his expression calm: "As long as the dragon is still in this sea area, it will come to find me if it senses my presence."

"..."

Lu Zhan looked at Weng Bo seriously, and did not find his words funny. Instead, his mind was wandering.

It is said that in ancient times, the founders of various immortal sects would go to the North Sea to fish for dragons when they were building their own sects.

Except for the dragons that were born and raised naturally, all other dragons started their cultivation as snakes. Once they survived a great catastrophe and transformed into dragons, they would go to the bottom of the North Sea to practice and rarely enter the world.

The North Sea is the sea closest to the earth veins. These dragons, who have grown through cultivation, regard the North Sea as a holy place.

If one is blessed with great fortune, he will be favored by the dragon clan and have a chance to fish a real dragon from the North Sea. After that, the real dragon will protect the mountain gate and become the guardian beast of the mountain.

But as far as Lu Zhan knows, there are no dragons in the five major immortal gates nowadays. Although the mountain guardian beasts are also ancient auspicious beasts, they are far from the dragon clan. It can be seen that fishing for dragons is extremely demanding, and this spectacle is difficult to see even for tens of thousands of years.

Lu Zhan's thoughts were in a mess, and his eyes fell on the man's empty sleeves.

The one-armed man had profound cultivation, but he didn't seem to be a person of great fortune. A person of great fortune would not only be extremely powerful, but also would not be in such a lonely situation. However, his broken arm coincided with the memory of the White Bone Demon.

The White Bone Demon remembered that 500 years ago, a disciple of the Immortal Sect crossed the southern border and severely injured the old dragon. Later, the dragon entered the water, causing a storm, and with the power of the sea, it broke the arm of the disciple of the Immortal Sect and escaped with serious injuries.

Could it be...

Lu Zhan decided to throw out some information, so he asked, "The dragon that the senior mentioned, is it the old dragon in the Ember Sea?"

Uncle Weng was slightly startled, frowning. He didn't expect Lu Zhan to know the news about the old dragon. But then he suddenly realized something. He turned around, glanced at Lu Zhan, and said:

"Judging from your appearance and demeanor, you should be a descendant of a noble family. Could it be that you are here for that old dragon as well?"

Lu Zhan smiled shyly: "Well, I'm a rookie who wants to gain some experience. I happened to hear that the situation in Southern Xinjiang seems to be uneasy, so it's a good time to show my skills, so I wanted to join in the fun. Unexpectedly, I met a white-bone banshee on the way. The banshee said that there is an old dragon in the Cinder Sea..."

Uncle Weng looked at Lu Zhan for a while, shook his head, and advised:

"There is indeed an old dragon in the Ember Sea, but you are no match for that old dragon. If you want to survive, you'd better give up this idea as soon as possible."

Lu Zhan was now deliberately suppressing his realm to the Half-Step Creation Realm, so it was normal for others to look down on him. He asked, "Why do you say that, senior? Is that old dragon very powerful?"

Uncle Weng looked away and said calmly, "My arm was broken by that old dragon."

Lu Zhan was extremely surprised: "How could this be? I see that you are very powerful, could it be that you are unable to subdue that evil beast?"

Uncle Weng saw that Lu Zhan was very interested and did not hide it. After all, it was not a secret. He sighed and continued:

"That beast had already reached the Half-Step Creation Realm five hundred years ago. When we were fighting in mid-air, it was no match for me. I wanted to kill it, but I didn't expect that its strength would increase dramatically after entering the water, and it could even exert the strength of the early stage of the Creation Realm."

"It broke my arm, and it was also seriously injured. I retreated for 300 years and broke through. I went to that sea area to look for it, but there was no clue."

"But I know that the beast is in this sea, perhaps in seclusion somewhere. I have been waiting here for two hundred years."

"Calculating the time, even if the beast is in seclusion to heal its wounds, it will eventually come out. As long as it senses my presence, it will seek revenge on me."

"Then I will kill it!"

Uncle Weng's voice was calm, but when he mentioned the old dragon, an extremely incongruous anger appeared in his eyes. It was obvious that he could not get over the broken arm.

Lu Zhan admired his perseverance. In order to kill the old dragon, he actually waited here for two hundred years. This kind of mentality and perseverance were not something that ordinary people could match. He looked at Weng Bo's broken arm and asked:

"Senior, you are very powerful, why don't you use magic to restore your body?"

Uncle Weng glanced at his empty right sleeve and shook his head: "I want to keep this scar. Only by keeping it can I be reminded of revenge."