Chapter 1108 The Old Man Is Now

Chapter 1108

"Help! Help!"

In the blue sea water, there are several wooden planks floating.

On some of the wooden boards, there were several young men in ragged clothes lying on their stomachs. These young men, all mortals, encountered a shipwreck, the ship was overturned, and they survived holding some wooden boards in a panic.

They were shouting to a large ship passing not far away.

However, it was obvious that the people on the big ship had no intention of saving people. After looking at them coldly, the big ship drove away.

In the chaotic world, human life is not as good as the life of a dog, let alone the life of a mortal.

The eyes of these ragged youths were full of despair. They were all mortals, and they couldn't survive in the sea for a long time. If they drifted on the sea for another day or two, they would die.

"Qiuqiu, we're going to be doomed this time." A dark-faced young man smiled bitterly at a white-faced young man on another wooden board not far away.

The white-faced young man named Qiuqiu simply lay on the board, looked at the sky, and sighed, "It's God's will! We are not allowed to practice! Forget it, just die. In this world, being a mortal is more painful than dying." !"

"Do you really want to die?" Although the dark-faced young man looked older, he started to cry, "I don't want to die, if I knew I would listen to my mother, I would just stay on Qianyan Island and live my life honestly." .”

Qiuqiu, a white-faced youth, cursed, "Live a life honestly, just like an ant and a bug? It's better to die soon! We are not bugs or ants, we are human!"

The black-faced youth cried, "So what if you're human?"

"If you are a person, you must have pursuit! If you are a person, you must practice! To become the kind of monk who can fly freely in the sky..."

Qiuqiu lay down again, looked up at the sky...

"Did I have an illusion that I was dying? Why did I see a flying bone dragon in the sky?"

Qiuqiu was stunned for a while, but then came to his senses and shouted sharply, "Master Immortal! Master Immortal, save me! Help!"

Several other youths who fell into the water also noticed the bone dragon in the sky.

In normal times, they wouldn't dare to vent their anger when they encountered such an immortal master. But now that everyone is going to die, there is nothing to worry about, and everyone shouted loudly, "Help, Master Immortal!"

Flying on the bone dragon is Ding Hao who flies to Wanghai Daozong.

"There are dead mortals who fell into the water below."

In the sky, the white bone dragon circled and turned back.

When Qiuqiu and the others saw the bone dragon passing by, they were just a little desperate, but when they saw the bone dragon flying back, they all became excited, "Help, Master Immortal!"

The bone dragon flew back, flew lower and lower, and finally got close to the water surface and floated on the sea surface.

Ding Hao stood at the head of the dragon and raised his hand, "Come up."

"Thank you Immortal Master, thank you!"

There were five of these young men who fell into the water. They had been drifting in the sea for four or five days, and they were all exhausted at this moment. After climbing up the bone dragon, they were all gasping for breath.

With a wave of his hand, Ding Hao released some low-level spiritual fruits to fill their stomachs first.

For these mortals, they have never eaten these low-level spiritual fruits. Now eating the spirit fruit, all of them are surprised and delighted, and the effect of the spirit fruit is much stronger than that of ordinary food.

After eating, their strength quickly recovered.

"Fly."

Under Ding Hao's order, the bone dragon flew up, higher and higher, and finally shuttled among the clouds.

These five mortal youths had never been to such a high position before, looking at the boundless sea below, at such a high altitude, they all turned pale with fright.

The bone dragon's back was not that flat, and they were afraid of falling, so they all lay on the bone dragon's back, hugged the keel tightly, and were too nervous to speak.

However, one of the white-faced youths was bolder than the others. Although his legs were trembling, he dared to stand on the dragon's spine, walked slowly towards Ding Hao, and after walking for a while, he saluted respectfully, "I have seen the immortal master, and the villain Jiang Qiuqiu has seen the immortal!" Master, thank you Immortal Master for saving your life."

Ding Hao didn't even look back, he waved his hands and said, "No courtesy, no thanks."

He was not at all interested in how these people fell into the water and who they were, so he didn't ask any more. He just asked, "Where do you live, I'll take you back."

Jiang Qiuqiu bowed to Ding Hao's back, "The villain lives on Qianyan Island, and with his friends on the island, he wants to go out to sea to find the sect of the immortal master and join the sect to practice. Who knows that he encountered a big storm the day before yesterday..."

Ding Hao secretly thought that the so-called big storm might have something to do with his battle with Patriarch Yi Jiong. Their combat level is too high, and the impact they cause is too great, and it is very possible to cause damage to nearby mortal ships.

"Forget it, I'll send you back to Thousand Words Island."

Ding Hao didn't know where the Thousand Words Island was, but fortunately, Jiang Qiuqiu was a bold person, standing on the bone dragon and pointing the direction, Ding Hao quickly found the way to Thousand Words Island.

Ding Hao still admired this young man. It's amazing for a mortal to have such courage. Looking at the other people lying on the back, they were so scared that they were about to pee.

The speed of the old crow is very fast, the boat journey of a mortal in a day, the old crow only needs a few minutes.

About ten minutes later, a small green island appeared in Ding Hao's eyes.

"That's Thousand Words Island."

Ding Hao glanced at it. This island should be a small island without any production. It is also the most suitable small island for mortals to live on. A mortal can plant two acres of Susukida on the island without worrying about food and clothing. Anyway, it is impossible for a fairy master to patronize such a small island with no spiritual veins and no production.

Soon, the old crow landed outside the village on this small island.

When the ordinary people on Qianyan Island saw the bone dragon flying down, they all came out to greet it, kneeling on the ground to welcome it.

"Meet the fairy master."

After the old crow fell to the ground, Ding Hao didn't want to say much, he waved his hands and said, "You all go down."

Those young people ran down the bone dragon, the elders at home were worried about their life and death, when they saw them coming down, they all went up to meet them, crying and cursing.

It's just that Jiang Qiuqiu hesitated for a while, and finally stepped down from the bone dragon.

In fact, Ding Hao swept these five youths with his mental power, and the other four didn't even have immortal roots, so they couldn't cultivate at all. But this Jiang Qiuqiu seems to have immortal roots, and seems to have good aptitude.

But even so, Jiang Qiuqiu is a bit late in cultivation now, so Ding Hao didn't say anything.

After Jiang Qiuqiu got off the bone dragon, he immediately greeted two old men, a man and a woman.

These two were Jiang Qiuqiu's parents, and Jiang Qiuqiu's mother scolded tearfully, "You child, why did you go out to learn how to cultivate immortals! How many times have I told you that you are the descendants of mortals, don't count on such things as cultivating immortals! "

Jiang Qiuqiu sighed, "Mother, the child understands, and I will concentrate on farming at home from now on."

Jiang Qiuqiu's father, an old farmer with a rough complexion, cursed, "If it wasn't for the immortal master to save you, you would all be dead! You prodigal sons, have you ever thanked the immortal master?"

As the old farmer said, he looked up at Ding Hao.

When he saw Ding Hao's face, he was taken aback for a moment, and then, with complicated and guilty expressions in his eyes, he quickly lowered his head to dodge.

Ding Hao actually didn't want to talk too much with these mortals, but he saw the old farmer's expression.

He froze for a moment, then wondered, "You know me?"

The old farmer lowered his head, paused, then suddenly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and said in tears, "Master Ding Hao, the villain Jiang Shaoqiu. When I was young and ignorant, I offended the master. Although I have become a mortal all these years, I regret it every day. Guilty. Over the past few decades, I have been recalling the past in my heart every day, thinking about it, it is because of jealousy and hatred in my heart, Jiang Shaoqiu, who framed Immortal Master Ding again and again, the villain deserves to die!"

"What? You are Jiang Shaoqiu!"

Ding Hao was so startled that he almost fell off the old crow's head.

His memory of Jiang Shaoqiu was still that handsome young man, the chief disciple of Wanghai Daozong.

But now, this is a yellow-faced old farmer, with white hair all over his head, even the white hair is gone in many places, he is simply old and ugly, and he does not match his memory at all.

Jiang Shaoqiu kowtowed and said, "Master Ding Xian, when I returned to Daozong, the third patriarch abolished my cultivation and threw me into the sea to fend for myself. Fortunately, I drifted to Qianyan Island. It was a fisherman on the island who rescued me. Me, and then I got married and had children, and I’ve lived to this day.”

Ding Hao took a closer look at Jiang Shaoqiu's face, and sure enough there were still some traces of the past.

Seeing Jiang Shaoqiu at this moment, he felt quite moved in his heart. He hated Jiang Shaoqiu so much back then, but now, seeing such an old man in his dying years, the hatred in his heart has long since dissipated.

However, Ding Hao was gratified that Wang Hai Daozong acted fairly, and did not allow Jiang Shaoqiu to be a descendant of the third patriarch. Jiang Shaoqiu was still punished, which made people feel good about Wanghai Daozong.

When Jiang Shaoqiu came to Qianyan Island, he was a mortal. After so many years, he lived like a mortal. Even his wife and son didn't know that Jiang Shaoqiu was a monk.

So hearing what Jiang Shaoqiu said, Jiang Qiuqiu immediately became excited.

He hurriedly said, "Father, do you know this Master Immortal Master? Great! Father, I never heard you mention it, so you have also practiced! Haha, my father is actually a monk!"

Jiang Shaoqiu was full of embarrassment, and smiled wryly, "Although my father was a monk back then, but... don't mention it, don't mention it!"

Although he said this, Jiang Qiuqiu was ignorant, and excitedly said, "Father, since you are friends with this immortal master, then let this immortal master take me to practice!" In front of him, he kowtowed and said, "Immortal Master, I worshiped you to death when I saw you standing on the dragon head. I wanted to ask you to take me to practice, but I didn't dare to mention it. I didn't expect you to know my father. My nephew asked Uncle Immortal Master to take me to practice." I practice."

Jiang Shaoqiu's face became more embarrassing, and he pushed his son away and cursed, "You bastard, get out!" Jiang Shaoqiu said in his heart, although I knew Ding Hao, but I was not happy at the beginning. He takes you to practice, how is it possible?

But to his surprise, Ding Hao stood on the back of the bone dragon, but nodded and said, "Yes."

"Yeah!" Jiang Qiuqiu jumped up excitedly.

Jiang Shaoqiu burst into tears and said, "Immortal Master Ding Hao, I am ashamed to treat you like this!"

Ding Hao said, "Don't be moved. Needless to say about the past, the grievances between you and me are over. I think the Third Patriarch really wants to meet his descendants."