Ye Mo woke up.

He struggled to open his eyes, flicked his fingers, and found himself clutching a broken plank, lying on a cold, damp beach sand, his cheeks covered with fine, wet grit, and stinging pain.

A gust of wind and waves blew, and the sea immediately set off waves, and the icy sea water slapped wave after wave, and the sea water with the fishy wind slapped his cheeks, and he smelled a bitter smell of the sea.

He felt as if his body had been smashed, his limbs were weak, not a single part of his body was not sore, and he didn't know how long he had been soaking in this beach before he woke up.

"Ahem!"

Ye Mo choked on a few mouthfuls of salty and fishy seawater, coughed violently, and immediately felt a heart-rending pain in his chest, like a fire.

He loosened the broken wooden board he was clutching in his hand, and with a feeling of tiredness and soreness, he turned over and sat on the beach, a coarse cloth shirt worn by a warrior sticking wet and cold to his body.

Ye Mo looked around blankly.

In front of him was a strange beach on the coast of Half Moon Bay, covered with white fine sand, and small shells and conch could be seen everywhere.

The empty beach was empty, and the silence was a little scary.

This is obviously an island, and there seems to be a rolling hill in the middle of the island, all of which are towering trees and uninhabited.

In the distance is an endless blue sea, the sky is blue and cloudless, the waves are calm, and a few seabirds are flying low in the sky, hunting for sea fish. As it gets late, the golden afterglow of the setting sun casts a veil of mystery over the undulating sea.

"I'm supposed to be on a large sea vessel. Why did you pass out on this desert island......?"

Ye Mo shook his heavy head, trying to bring himself to his senses and recall what had happened before.

After a while, he recalled the causes and consequences of his falling into an isolated island.

He is the son of a commoner in the city of King Wu, now eighteen years old, and he is an ordinary warrior with no reputation. His father was an ordinary soldier in the Wuguo Army, who was killed in successive battles. After his father died, his mother also became ill from hard work and died of depression.

Like many unknown warriors in Wuguo, Ye Mo's original dream was a bit vulgar, that is, he was looking forward to becoming a promising imperial court general in Wuguo, buying a mansion in Wangcheng, and having fresh clothes and angry horses in and out on weekdays, if he could marry a beautiful girl, it would be wonderful.

However, this dream is easier said than done.

The ordinary warriors of the martial country are all over the streets.

If you want to become a military general of the martial court, you often need high-level martial arts, high-level exercises, and a large number of quenching herbs for cultivation to strengthen your body, qi and blood. And all this requires money, a lot of money.

A martial artist who cultivates high-level martial arts can easily beat a few ordinary martial artists.

However, Ye Mo had nothing.

He was just a martial artist from a small family in the Martial King City, not to mention the good quenching herbs, and he didn't even have a decent mid-level martial arts secret.

The "Breaking the Waves" he cultivated was nothing more than a low-level martial arts secret.

Moreover, the power of the Wuguo court is controlled by those eunuchs and wealthy families, one radish and one pit, and only their descendants have the opportunity to become military generals of the Wuguo court. Even the low-level military generals in the army have long been carved up by large and small families.

A civilian warrior like him has a very bleak future in the martial country.

Ye Mo's pitiful and vulgar dreams were all daydreams, and Yaoyao was hopeless. Dreams and harsh realities form a huge chasm that tears his poor heart in half.

A month ago, a group of maritime merchants from Donglai Kingdom came to King Wu City, and these maritime merchants hired a group of storytellers in the city, and they trumpeted that there was a spirit island in the East China Sea, and there were immortal villages on the island, and there were many immortal cultivators living in the immortal villages. The pavilions in the fairy village are all built of jade, and there is a panacea, which can be expelled from all diseases and immortal.

The storytellers added fuel to the vinegar and talked about the benefits of the sea immortals.

"Legend has it that there is a fairy village on Ling Island in the East China Sea, and the fairy village is full of clouds and mist all year round, and the spirit peak is straight into the sky. From time to time, there are immortals who live here shuttling between the clouds and mist, looming, ethereal and difficult to find. ”

"As long as you follow the maritime merchants to the sea and find this sea immortal village, you will have the opportunity to worship the immortal cultivators of the immortal village as teachers, become immortal disciples, and learn the great abilities of immortals. ”

"The immortal disciples live in the Immortal Palace Treasure Hall, practice magic powers, control flying swords, soar for nine days, ride spirit cranes, and fly across the sea!"

"There are countless fairies who are as beautiful as flowers as servants, turning their hands into clouds and covering their hands for rain, which is omnipotent, so that ordinary people can not reach it, even if it is the royal family, high-ranking officials of the imperial court, and wealthy families of the martial country, they can only covet and envy and worship. ”

"Since ancient times, there have been countless warriors who set sail to the sea with pride and ambition, and they braved the danger of being swallowed by the wind and waves to find the Lingdao Immortal Village, only to get a word from the immortals, so as to embark on the road of cultivating immortals. ”

"It's a risky thing, but there are a lot of successful warriors. As long as you spend fifty taels of silver to buy a ticket from the maritime merchants, take the sea boat to the East China Sea to find the fairy village, everything in this beautiful land is possible. What is the silver, it is worth everything when you find the fairy village!"

Under the fanciful encouragement of the storyteller, including Ye Mo, many warriors in the martial country with a bleak future were agitated, and they couldn't wait to fly to Lingdao Immortal Village in the East China Sea to worship immortals as teachers.

But in the end, there were not many warriors who dared to make up their minds to follow the maritime merchants to the sea.

There is an old saying in the military country, "It is better to go up the mountain than to go down to the river", and there are still strong winds and waves on the river, not to mention the vast sea. The waves in the East China Sea are high and windy, and it is said that there are terrible sea beasts running rampant, and nine out of ten people go out to sea and nine people cannot come back.

Going out to sea on a sea boat is no joke.

Legend has it that there are many powerful sea monsters in the East China Sea, and they often attack ships sailing on the seas, eating the flesh of their crews and even swallowing the entire ship.

Like a kind of kraken called "Mirage", it is huge, and it has the potential to overwhelm the mountains and seas between turning over, which can transform seawater into clouds and mist, forming an illusory Lingdao fairy village on the vast sea.

The ships in the distance thought that they had found Lingdao Immortal Village, so they sailed towards this place one after another.

What awaited them was the "mirage's" bloody mouth large enough to swallow an entire ship.

These terrifying legends of the East China Sea Siren scared many warriors who were moved away, and they did not dare to go to the sea to find immortals.

Ye Mo did not hesitate, and immediately decided to follow the maritime merchants to the East China Sea to find immortals.

He knew very well that a small martial artist like himself would not have much future in the Martial King City, and the cost of high-level martial arts and body quenching herbs was high, and he could not afford them at all.

If it goes on like this, in the final end, he can only give up practicing martial arts, do some small business to make a living, ask for a wife and raise a baby, and then live this life in mediocrity between the markets.

It wasn't what he wanted.

Even if Ye Mo is just a nameless martial artist in the Martial Kingdom, in the deepest part of his heart, he still wants to get ahead!

If you want a mansion, you must have a horse and a beautiful wife!

If you want to spread your wings and soar into the sky!

You want to do whatever you want, without constraints!

There is so much to want!

Ye Mo was only eighteen years old, and he didn't want to stay in the Martial King City for the rest of his life to be an unknown warrior.

He's going to change that.

He would rather go on an adventure, to a distant and unknown foreign land, to fight for a way out of his pitiful dream.

Even the extremely dangerous East China Sea is not spared!

Ye Chen knew that if he continued to live without a goal in the martial country, his life would pass like this.

He gritted his teeth, sold the only valuable old house in his family, got a hundred taels of silver, and spent fifty taels of silver to buy a ticket from those maritime merchants.

After spending the remaining fifty taels, he bought a good Qingfeng sword at the weapon shop in Wangcheng, and bought a few packs of high-quality healing herbs at the herb shop, ready to go to sea.

Then Ye Mo got on the giant ship of the maritime merchants.

This huge sea ship departed from the fishing port of Dongnae Province and carried more than 1,000 dreaming warriors from all the large and small countries of the Kyushu continent to the sea in search of the ethereal island of Donghae.

The ship drifted in the vast East China Sea for a month.

Just last night, all the warriors in the sea boat were still talking and laughing, talking about how to apprentice and learn immortal arts after finding Lingdao Immortal Village.

Some say that after learning immortal arts, they will go back to the big country of the Kyushu continent to mix with a protector mage, who is majestic and majestic, and one person is above ten thousand people. Others said that after becoming an immortal, they would marry a fairy as a wife and concubine and give birth to a bunch of babies, which caused all the warriors to laugh loudly.

The good times didn't last long, and suddenly, in the sky outside the sea boat, dark clouds rolled in, lightning and thunder.

The entire sea within a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to be plunged into a dark purgatory.

The high-speed rotating storm in the distance formed a huge column of water as high as 1,000 feet, like a dragon drawing water, sucking the huge sea ship over.

The terrifying storm shattered the confidence of all the warriors on board.

The people on board were terrified, and an aura of fear, helplessness, and despair enveloped the entire ship.

Ye Mo heard the sound of masts and decks bursting, and they were swept up high by the storm and shattered in the air.

Huge sea ships are as fragile as tissue paper in the face of a great storm, easily torn apart.

The warriors on the sea ship fell into the water one after another, and countless heart-rending cries for help sounded on the ship and on the sea. The thunder is rolling, the waves are raging, and when the catastrophe comes, each seeks to survive.

Ye Mo only remembered that at the moment when the huge sea ship was torn apart by the storm, he jumped into the sea, desperately swimming away from the sinking sea ship in the sea, and clung to a broken wooden board on the sea surface in a blur, and then fainted.

When he woke up, he lay on the beach of this isolated island.

Ye Mo looked at the vast sea and was stunned for a while before shaking his head with a wry smile.

"That's unlucky!"

"I spent all my savings to buy a ticket to follow the merchant ship to the East China Sea in search of the sea fairy village. Fortunately, the immortals were not found, and the storm destroyed the ship, and I was washed up on this island where birds don't. ”

"However, I actually floated to an island alive and did not drown directly in the waves, which is a great blessing in misfortune. That sea ship carried thousands of warriors from various countries in Kyushu, but I don't know how many people in the road could be as lucky as themselves to survive this storm and not become the food of the sea fish. ”

Ye Mo felt palpitations when he thought of the big storm last night.

Fortunately, after jumping into the sea, he grabbed a broken plank, so he did not sink to the bottom of the sea and became the ration of the sea fish.

"How do I get out of here, do I have to be trapped on this island for the rest of my life?"

Ye Mo smiled bitterly, sat on the beach for a while, and gradually regained some strength.

"By the way, my Qingfeng Sword, herbs, ancient paintings. ”

Ye Mo remembered something important, and hurriedly touched his body with both hands, touched the hard hilt of the sword on his back, and touched a coarse cloth wrap around his waist.

OK.

The Qingfeng sword behind it is still there!

"Boom!"

Ye Mo pulled out the Qingfeng sword behind his back.

This sword, which is made of high-grade fine iron and has been repeatedly forged hundreds of times, is extremely sharp and radiates cold light, which can be called a treasure weapon.

Ordinary small martial artists in the martial kingdom only use iron swords at most, and even high-level martial artists rarely have such good high-grade blades.

For this trip to the East China Sea, he deliberately spent a heavy amount of forty-five taels of silver to purchase this sharp sword in the weapon shop. A thick rope was also used to tie the sword firmly to the back. Fortunately, it was not lost in the shipwreck.

Ye Mo returned the Qingfeng sword to the sheath.

The coarse cloth package around his waist was opened, and there were several packets of healing herbs inside, as well as a very simple ancient painting scroll. These packets of healing herbs were bought for five taels of silver, and they were all wrapped in oiled paper, so he didn't have to worry about being soaked in seawater.

The Blue Edge Sword and a few packets of precious herbs were not his top priority.

What Ye Mo cared about the most was the one-foot-long scroll of ancient paintings.

Ye Mo still remembered that his mother once said that when his mother gave birth to him, this picture of Xiancun came out of nowhere, and he had been by his side since he was born, which was extremely mysterious. This is his lifeline, and he can't afford to lose it.

The painting is very quaint, and the shaft handle is a rare gray material.

Unfold this foot-long ancient painting cloth, and draw a scroll of ancient paintings of fairy villages with an ethereal fairy spirit on it.

This ancient painting Ye Mo has carried with him since he was a child, the texture is very strange, soft cloth, but it cannot be destroyed in any way, fire, and swords cannot leave traces on it.

"It's good that the ancient painting scroll hasn't been lost!"

Ye Mo was relieved to see that the ancient painting was fine.

He sold everything in the house, and it was the only thing he left. An ancient painting with a lot of fairy rhyme, and it is also the only thing he can remember.

Ye Mo thought about it for a while, and directly wrapped the ancient painting around his waist to avoid losing it.

"Let's go to the beach and look around for something to eat. I can be washed up on this island, and some of the food on the ship will probably float here. After all, that's enough food for more than a thousand people, and a few cabins are filled, and a little bit of floating over is enough for me to eat for a while.

By the way, see if there are any others who survived. There were thousands of people on this huge ship, most of them warriors, and there must have been others who had floated to the island alive. Find the other warriors and discuss with them how to get out of this island!"

Ye Mo pondered. I touched my shriveled belly and felt hungry, and I was afraid that I would be in a coma for at least half a day.

He looked around, patted the mud and sand off his body, straightened the package around his waist, and walked along the beach with the Qingfeng Sword on his back.

There are no obstacles on the beach, and the view is wide, making it easy to find other surviving warriors. If you're lucky, you might be able to find fish on the shallow beach for a hearty meal.

Dozens of feet away from the beach are long stretches of mountainous terrain with huge gloomy woods and dense bushes and grasses.

Ye Mo was not familiar with the situation on this island, but he didn't want to easily enter the dense forest bushes, which might hide highly poisonous snakes, scorpions, insects and ants. His Blue Edge can kill beasts, but it can't deal with tiny insects. In case you are bitten by snakes, scorpions, insects and ants, it is definitely a dead end on this deserted island.

It's much safer to walk on the sand of the beach, without these concerns.

He looked around from afar, this island looked very large, just looking at the long sandy coastline, I am afraid that this island is more than ten miles long.

Ye Mo walked several miles along the beach.

Suddenly, I saw some broken shipwreck planks ahead.

"Wreck! Maybe you'll find something to eat!"

Ye Mo couldn't help but be overjoyed, and strode over and ran near the large pile of shipwrecks.

I remember that there were many large wooden barrels in the cabin of the sea ship, which contained rice noodles, bacon, pickled vegetables, wine vinegar seasonings and other foods, which were eaten by the warriors on their voyages to the sea.

Ye Mo rummaged through the broken wood of the shipwreckage and found a few broken large wooden barrels, but when he opened the lid of the barrel, he saw that it was all empty, and there was not even soaked rice and noodles left.

He looked helpless.

In addition to some fragments of ships, there were several empty barrels. Not to mention a bag of dry food, there is not even a bit of grain residue.

At this time, a flock of seabirds flew over Ye Mo.

"Seabirds?"

Ye Mo was stunned for a moment, "Since there are seabirds here, then there should be seabird eggs on the beach aquatic plants!"

He woke up and immediately searched carefully in the grass near the beach.

Seabirds generally lay their eggs in places with dense aquatic weeds.

After a while.

Ye Mo was holding a nest of seven or eight colorful seabird eggs in both hands, and he almost burst into tears.

"Finally there is something delicious to eat, it's not good to eat raw, let's have a fragrant roasted seabird egg!"

After a while, Ye Mo found some dead wood, dry moss, and dead branches and leaves from the outer part of the dense forest.

On the beach, bury the eggs of those seabirds under the sand and pile them with wooden branches.

He dug a small hole in the dead wood and put the dried moss he had picked up.

Then he used a very hard branch to rotate and rub on the trunk at great speed, and with the strength and speed of his mid-martial artist, soon sparks appeared at the junction of the branch and the trunk.

Dried moss burns.

Immediately, Ye Mo put the pile of dead branches and leaves on it, and the fire slowly grew bigger, and a bonfire was raised.

Ye Mo took a branch and dried the wet warrior shirt on his body by the way.

It didn't take long for the seabird's eggs buried in the sand below to be cooked.

He hurriedly dug out the seabird eggs, broke the eggshells, and immediately a hot aroma filled his nose.

Gobbling it up, swallowing half of the seabird eggs in three or two bites.

"It smells so good!"

Ye Mo licked his lips and wiped the residue from the corners of his mouth with his hands.

The remaining half of the seabird eggs endured and did not eat.

Seeing that it was already dark, Ye Mo went to the outskirts of the dense forest and cut some branches with the Qingfeng Sword, and set up a tent against a big tree on the beach, covering it with withered grass.

Half an hour later, a very rudimentary "tent" was made.

The night has completely fallen.

The tent was only a few feet away from the campfire, not far away, and some dead firewood was added to keep the fire burning so that wild animals would not come near the island.

After finishing it, Ye Mo went into the tent to sleep.

At night, the stars are thick.

"Even on a desert island, I can still continue to practice martial arts and make myself stronger. ”

"There are a lot of trees on the island, and you could make a big raft. I was building a raft while practicing martial arts. Prepare enough dried meat, go out to sea, and continue to look for the immortals of Donghai Immortal Village. ”

"As long as I don't die, sooner or later I will be able to find Donghai Immortal Village!

Ye Mo was lying in the tent, looking at the slowly burning bonfire, holding the Qingfeng Sword in his arms. Although the island was in distress, his desire to find immortals did not extinguish at all, but became stronger.