Open your eyes, the sun is shining, and the water is sparkling.

The car and boat were pushed by the waves to Yashan Island, less than 20 meters away from the shore.

After resting for five or six hours, everyone was full of energy, but looking at the lush green island, their expressions were full of dignity.

"Go to the island!"

Zhang Yuanqing's body collapsed into a dreamlike starlight and reunited on the shore.

Everyone used their own means to go ashore, and under the leadership of Yin Ji, they got into a forest with thick bushes and low-hanging vines.

The sky is full of sunshine, the forest is mottled with light and shadow, and the air is humid with the smell of rotting leaves.

The surroundings are quiet, there are no animals, no insects, and it doesn't look like a vibrant island forest at all.

But this is a feature of the spirit realm, and everyone has long been used to it.

After traveling through the dense forest for more than ten minutes without hurry, Brother Hongji said with emotion:

"This island is huge."

Xiahou Aotian took the opportunity to popularize science and show off his knowledge: "The "Xinhui County Chronicle" describes that the cliff mountain is more than forty feet high and stretches for about eighty miles. Can it be small?"

"All right, all right, this is the place where we cook soup, don't I know? I used to play here when I was young, but Yashan is not an island at all." Brother Red Chicken said.

Xiahou Aotian stepped on the soft soil, slashed at the vines and shrubs with a knife, and said:

"It used to be an island. Yashan Island can be used for both fishing and farming. It can develop the military and civilian economy internally, and defend against powerful enemies externally. The Yuan Dynasty was not good at water warfare. It should have been a geomantic treasure. Those literati in the Southern Song Dynasty had a bit of vision.

"It's a pity that this dynasty is rotten. The combat effectiveness of the army is pitifully low. It is the general trend to perish."

Hearing this topic, Brother Hongji felt his field of expertise, and sighed regretfully:

"It's all to blame for that Zhao Kuangyin, who advocated culture and suppressed martial arts. At the beginning of the founding of the country, the end was doomed. Therefore, if we want to stabilize the country, we must respect military force."

Xiahou Aotian shook his head straight: "Wrong, wrong, first of all, there are historical reasons for Zhao Kuangyin's advocacy of literature and restraint of martial arts. Secondly, ordinary people's inherent concept of the army is to defend the country. However, the army has been a cancer since ancient times. Especially so, I said to you."

"I don't listen, I don't listen."

In the chattering voices of the two, Yin Ji held back for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back, and said:

"Yuanshi Tianzun, what spell did you practice just now?"

"Call me Yuanshi." Zhang Yuanqing made an excessive request.

Yin Ji pursed her lips and looked at him silently.

My temper is really boring, I can't bear to be ridiculed, but my sister Guan Ya is interesting. Zhang Yuanqing didn't force it, and said with a smile:

"Pure Yang Cleansing Record."

Briefly describe the function of the mental method.

After Yin Ji listened, those deep and quiet black eyes suddenly shone with brilliance.

She didn't hide her desire: "I want to buy a pure yang body wash record, what price do you think is suitable?"

If it was a demon king, he would probably say, it depends on how you serve me tonight, but I am a gentleman. Zhang Yuanqing pondered: JrNovels.com