I Can Record Wonders

Chapter 89: Spirit Turtle Flying Boat, Blue Island

"Fu kid... come over here too."

Although White Lotus Scenic Master's voice was cold, it surprised the disciples of the Three Mountains.

No one expected that the always aloof White Lotus Scenic Master would actually compromise with his own disciples.

Fu Ning was also taken aback, but he didn't immediately comply. Instead, he glanced at Red Sun Scenic Master not far away, who coughed lightly and looked away.

The meaning was already clear.

Fu Ning reluctantly turned his head and nodded to the "Red Mountain Three Freaks," then walked towards Yun Niang's direction.

"Junior Brother! The Fourth Hero of Red Mountain! It must be you!"

Senior Brother Chen Mo watched Fu Ning's departing figure, his eyes becoming fiery.

Some people like black, some people like white.

Senior Brother Chen Mo was special, he liked cold.

Since he first arrived on the mountain and saw White Lotus Scenic Master, he had been fascinated.

Senior Brother Zheng liked Senior Sister, but he directly liked Senior Uncle!

Such ambition would be explosive in any world.

So when he saw Fu Ning join the White Mountain team, he was extremely envious.

"Junior Brother! The true role model of our generation!"

On the other side, Gong Buwei raised his head slightly from behind, his eyes sweeping over Fu Ning's figure, then his lips pursed.

"The envoy is indeed the envoy. Without saying a word, he has successfully infiltrated the inner circle of White Mountain."

The reason he gave Fu Ning the token was naturally not just to please him.

When Yun Niang leaves the mountain, the Demon Sect will definitely have some movement.

And she relies heavily on the envoy, so having the envoy follow her would naturally allow her to be informed of any news at any time.

Wu~

At the third quarter of the hour of the Rabbit, the sunlight had become dazzling.

A low horn sounded on Spirit Turtle Island.

"Ancestral Master above, may the Three Mountains prosper."

"Ancestral Master above, protect me."

"Ancestral Master above, may everything go smoothly."

The three Scenic Masters stood at the forefront and bowed three times to Ancestral Master Ling Cong.

The disciples behind them also bowed in respect.

After the three bows, the disciples left the main hall.

Black Feather Scenic Master took the lead, with a tap of his foot, he was already flying in the air.

Although he had a big belly, his light body technique was undoubtedly the best among the Three Mountains.

When his figure reached its highest point, he suddenly waved his sleeve, and a small black boat the size of a palm appeared in front of him.

"Big! Big! Big!"

As he recited the incantation, the small boat began to rapidly expand.

The large flying boat was also a Law Weapon for flying.

However, compared to ordinary Law Weapons, the requirements for materials and craftsmanship for large flying boats were higher, and the difficulty of refining was greater.

The Spirit Turtle Flying Boat on Spirit Turtle Island was refined from a hundred-year-old locust tree from Black Mountain, so it was usually controlled by the master of Black Mountain.

After Black Feather Scenic Master finished his incantation, the boat that was just the size of a palm a moment ago had almost filled the entire valley.

The originally sunny sky instantly turned dark.

The large boat slowly rose.

It was as if a fourth mountain had emerged in the middle of the Three Mountains.

Only such a large boat could suppress the whirlpools created by Dragon Breaths and Rivers Form.

At this moment, Black Feather Scenic Master had already stepped onto the bow of the boat. His hair was disheveled, his whole body exuded a heroic aura, and his eyes scanned every corner of the valley before finally loudly proclaiming to the void, "Board the ship!"

His voice was deep and resonant, lingering between the Three Mountains.

In the next moment, under the large boat, each disciple summoned their Law Weapon.

There were lotus leaves, red maple leaves, and feathers.

Swish swish swish~

Countless streaks of light flashed by, and the figures in front of the ancestral master's hall became fewer and fewer, while the deck of the large boat became more and more crowded.

Among the crowd, Fu Ning's White Cloud was unique.

With a step, a white figure shot out from the void.

However, in the blink of an eye, a figure had already arrived on the large ship.

Splash~

A mysterious light flashed from the black wooden token at the waist, causing ripples to appear in the void in front.

Fu Ning felt as if he had been squeezed into water, and soon his feet landed on the deck.

There was a protective barrier on the large ship, and only disciples with tokens could pass through the barrier.

Clatter clatter clatter~

The sound of footsteps on the wooden planks continued without end.

More and more disciples gathered on the deck.

Fu Ning's gaze passed through the crowd, surveying the large ship in front of him.

The entire ship was black, covered with circular patterns unique to the Black Mountain Ghost Claw Acacia wood, giving the impression that the entire ship was covered in eyes.

A chilling aura permeated both inside and outside.

From the bow to the stern, it was about ten zhang long, and about five or six zhang wide.

About a hundred disciples were going on this trip to the sea, accounting for one-third of the entire Spirit Turtle Island. The deck alone was several times larger than Sitting Oblivion Beach.

Not to mention these hundred people, even if all the disciples of the Three Mountains came up, they might not be able to fill the deck.

Behind the deck were two layers of cabins, one submerged below the deck, presumably with a spacious interior.

The second layer was above the deck, with few rooms mainly for resting disciples on duty.

The top of the cabins had tall sails, three layers in the front and back, with additional sails on the sides.

No matter which direction the sea breeze came from, the sails could instantly be filled.

When Fu Ning stepped onto Qian Duobao's extravagant ship last time, he was already amazed.

But the shock that the Spirit Turtle Flying Ship gave him this time far exceeded the previous one.

Magnificent and spectacular, if the wonders of the Heavenly Dao were considered natural wonders, then the flying ship before his eyes was a man-made wonder.

After another cup of tea's time.

All the disciples had gathered on the deck.

"Set sail!"

The voice of Black Feather Scenic Master fell, and the large ship, like a prehistoric behemoth awakening from a dream, shook its body.

The large ship slowly ascended and soon passed over three mountains.

With no obstacles from the wind, the ship broke through the void, heading southwest.

"It really is the southwest direction!"

Fu Ning looked in the direction the ship was heading.

The sky was cloudless, and the sea was calm for thousands of miles.

It seemed as if the entire time and space had frozen.

The ship's speed was fast, and in no time, Spirit Turtle Island had become a small dot, disappearing from view.

In the distant sky, a round hole appeared.

"That must be the Water Dragon Cave."

Legend has it that the Water Dragons descend from the sky to gather water, and before they descend, they need to open a hole in the sky, which is why the hole in the sky is also called the "Water Dragon Cave."

Directly below the "Water Dragon Cave."

The seawater stopped its ebb and flow and began to rotate around the center, forming a huge vortex.

And with the gathering of waves, the range of the vortex continued to expand.

The Vortex of the Vast Sea, a thousand feet high dragon!

The vortex had to reach a thousand feet for the spectacle of "Dragon Breaths, Rivers Form" to appear.

Fu Ning glanced and estimated that the vortex before him was not a thousand feet, but probably eight hundred.

It wouldn't be long before the spectacle would be pulled out.

The large ship continued to move forward and slowly stopped outside the periphery of the vortex.

"Drop anchor!"

With Black Feather Scenic Master's command, the large ship descended from mid-air, swaying slightly upon contact with the water's surface, and then came to a stable stop.

If it were an ordinary small boat, it would have probably fallen apart in such a vortex.

Woo woo woo~

Just then, a horn sounded from the distant sea.

And guided by the sound, a blue island suddenly appeared on the azure sea.

"Whale Gate!"

There will be another chapter today, but I'm afraid I won't be able to finish typing it before twelve o'clock. If I can't make it, then four chapters tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)