At this moment, a white light suddenly rushed out from his sleeves.

After walking around happily in the study hall, he went straight to Xiaobai.

Xiaobai was startled by Qingtian Baiyuzhu, screamed, immediately gave up complaining to his father, and jumped towards Baiguang.

Lu Wufei looked back at the three disciples in the square outside the window.

His eyes gradually drifted away.

The following days.

During Lu Wufei's days at Taiping Mountain, in addition to meditating and practicing, eating, drinking and enjoying himself, he also had one more thing to do, which was to guide his three disciples in their practice.

The days passed regularly, quietly and calmly.

that's all.

Seven years passed quietly like water.

South of Xiniu Hezhou.

South China Sea, above the vast and boundless blue sea.

A bamboo raft floated closer from a distance.

On the bamboo raft.

A skinny monkey with a furry body, a solitary face, a sharp mouth, and outward-turned tusks was waving a bamboo pole and paddling hard in the water.

Next to him, on the bamboo raft, there was a fishing rod, half-eaten fish meat, and a black iron rod.

When the monkeys are tired from paddling, they stop to rest, eat fish, fish, and sleep.

When you wake up, continue paddling.

day to day.

Suddenly one day.

A southeasterly wind blew from the sea.

The monkey was immediately overjoyed.

Controlling the bamboo raft, it quickly floated forward with the wind.

This time the strong wind lasted for quite a while.

The monkey was so tired that he fell asleep on the bamboo raft.

When you wake up again.

Suddenly, I saw far in front of me, and behind the clouds, there were faint black mountains.

The monkey looked very happy, picked up a bamboo pole, and rowed towards the mountains within sight.
Chapter completed!