Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

The more advanced his cultivation, the more compatible Fang Chang will be with the surrounding world and everything. He was lying on the branch, just like the fruit growing on the tree, natural and harmonious. On a winter night, the cold wind from the sea blew by, and the dry branches swayed back and forth with him, which complemented each other under the moonlight.

On the second day, Fang Chang went to the sea again and went straight down to the extremely deep place.

There is no sunshine here all year round, and the seabed under the feet still slopes deeper with a steep slope. However, the terrain of the seabed is complicated, and there is no shortage of flat land. The creatures here have strange shapes, Fang Chang touched two flat fat fish at random, and found two clams to bring back.

Cooked carefully, the taste is not bad, but there are no pearls in the mussels.

He washed the pots and bowls, walked back to the boat to search, only found a small shovel, and no other convenient tools. After weighing it twice in his hand, he returned to the bonfire, covered the fire with sand and rocks, and after restoring the surroundings, he jumped back on the boat and set sail eastward.

After walking for three to five miles, Fang Chang looked back.

But he saw that the small deserted island where he had stayed was surrounded by aura, and it was no longer the same as before.

Perhaps a hundred years later, this place will also become a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, just because some practitioners stay here and make breakthroughs here. But what happened next has nothing to do with Fang Chang, and he didn't care about it. He turned his head and adjusted the direction of the sail. The boat tilted slightly and sailed eastward faster.

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There are many small islands in the sea, and there are many islands dotted with people.

Among these islands, criss-crossing waterways connect them together, bring vitality and communication to each island, and constantly break their closed atmosphere.

Many ships sailed on these waterways, carrying people and products on various islands or on land, and exchanged them for money or local food products after being exchanged everywhere, earning the difference in price and making a lot of profits. The residents and managers of the island also welcome all merchant ships.

For the common people, the ships that come and go can bring in tight, practical and scarce supplies, and they can also exchange the backlog of products here. For the managers of the islands, merchant ships can not only bring information about the surroundings, but also bring taxes.

However, although the islands do not forget to collect information from other places, there are very few places where they can raise sailors, and the few remaining ships are unable to land. Therefore, although there are many forces in the East China Sea, it is difficult to conquer and unify each other by force. .

Fang Chang stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the ships on the way in the distance.

Someone noticed a fishing boat here, and ordered the big boat to come up to find out if there was any unusual and delicious catch. They were willing to pay for it, but Fang Chang refused.

He just asked: "Excuse me, where is the nearest port?"

The people on the boat were a little disappointed when they saw that there were no new catches, but he still raised his hand and pointed to the front and replied: "Over there, it is the largest island with a radius of about a hundred miles. There are many people on it, and there is no problem with supplies. Sin should also be a good place for my brother, there are many fishing boats there, and the catch is easy to sell."

"Okay, thank you, I wish you the best of luck!"

Fang Chang cupped his hands to express his thanks, then turned around and followed the big ship that was getting farther and farther away, slowly heading straight ahead.

Birds soar above the water, and here we are close to the shore.

Fang Chang gradually approached the shore, and found that this place was indeed a big port, just as the people on the boat he met before said.

There are no less than fifty berths alone, and most of them are already moored with ships, and several ships are entering and leaving the port. Fang Chang was at the berth and saw the ship just now, but there was no one on it, only some dock workers were carrying half-person-high cargo packages from the ship.

"Fishing boats can't stop here! Three miles to the north, there is a special port for fishing boats!"

There are members of the port, rowing a boat over, shouting to here.

"okay."

Fang Chang echoed, and steered the boat to turn around until he reached the place where the fishing boat was moored.

Since it is not frozen here, fishing boats keep coming and going in winter, unloading the fish caught in the sea, or selling them directly, or simply selling them. Therefore, a lot of relatively small restaurants have been opened here, providing various services to these fishermen at a low price.

There are tea sheds, small restaurants, and wine sheds, as well as a storyteller standing there in shabby robes.

Tired for a long time, after a few days of only being accompanied by fish and sea wind and waves, what fishermen like most is to have a bowl of drink here after selling their catch, chatting and bragging with each other, or listening to Mr. The story of Duan Zhongchen, filial son, gifted scholar and beautiful woman, and then went home with joy and money in his pocket to be with his family.

Fang Chang took a look, and followed the example of the people around him, walked to a wine stall, sat down at a table, and said to the shopkeeper:

"Warm up a bowl of wine, and serve with two dishes."

The shopkeeper hummed, then turned his head and went to warm the wine and load the dishes. The business here is good. In this somewhat cold winter day, drinking a bowl of warm spirits can warm one's whole body, which is the most comfortable thing.

Fang Chang was dressed in white, with a sword on his back, not to mention a big wine gourd on his waist. He looked completely different from the fishermen who ate and drank here. But due to the characteristics of Fang Chang's cultivation base, no one or fish and shrimp care about this at all.

Two more people sat down next to Fang Chang, each ordered a drink.

Although they didn't seem to know each other, while waiting for the shopkeeper to warm up the wine, the two in front of them chatted briefly, and soon chatted with each other.

"How's your place doing this year?" the interlocutor said, sounding like he was asking drinkers on another big island.

"It's all right."

"Okay!" The questioner suddenly slammed the table, startling several people around him, and then he praised: "It's peaceful, isn't it a good year? Everyone agrees."

Although there was some bluffing, everyone still believed in this statement and nodded their heads one after another.

The shopkeeper came over with several wine bowls, and by virtue of his memory, distributed a bowl to Fang Chang, and then distributed the bowls in the tray to others one by one, without missing a single one.

"Well, good wine."

Fang Chang praised, at least for those who are willing to sit in this shed, the wine here is good. This kind of wine is strong enough and not mixed with water. Although it is a bit cloudy, it really tastes like strong wine, regardless of whether it is the most popular among fishermen here.

The shopkeeper brought two stacks of small dishes, but it was a plate of fried soybeans and a plate of salted vegetables. The salted vegetables were marinated for a short time, and the salty taste was not high, but they were crisp and refreshing. Fang Chang pushed the plate forward, signaling to the other two people on the table to come together, they didn't refuse, thanked them briefly, and chewed beans together.