After sailing for several months, Mo Nanfeng finally saw what a thunderstorm looked like.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was pitch black as if it was the end of the world.
The drifting heavy rain was pouring down on the huge ship, and the strong wind was howling, and it seemed that the mast could be blown down at any time.
Thunder roared and flashed, and bolts of lightning struck the sea, each one strong enough to tear the ship apart.
After the captain asked everyone to go into the cabin to take shelter, he suddenly discovered that two people were missing from the window.
After checking the registration form, the captain rushed to the deck and was so scared when he saw Wendy and Mo Nanfeng standing on the mast that he almost fainted.
Running to the mast, he shouted loudly: "Sir Wendy, please bring Mo Nanfeng down quickly!
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, a storm is coming. It is too dangerous to stand there, a thunderbolt will strike you to pieces.
Even if you have the Eye of God, you cannot compare to the lightning, that is the thunder of General Thunder!"
Unfortunately, the shouting from below could not be heard from the mast, but Wendy could hear it with the help of the wind.
He also replied loudly: "Don't worry, Captain, you can go down!
The lightning will not drown out the light of freedom, and the wind of freedom is still playing here.
This is much more comfortable than a windless place!"
There was no choice but for the captain to return to the cabin in a daze.
Collapsing on the ground, he felt that everything was over. Before leaving, the Seven Stars Commissioner came over to entrust him with a commission.
The Emperor asked people to take good care of these two guests, but how can they do that now?
Hahahaha, hahahaha…
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Standing in the wind, rain and thunderstorm, Mo Nanfeng felt an unprecedented sense of comfort, that most primitive sense of freedom.
He was afraid of being chopped into pieces and being blown down by the wind.
But when the master just said "it's okay", he calmed down and was no longer afraid.
Since Master said everything is fine, then it must be fine.
Soon, the huge ship entered the thunderstorm area and was torn apart.
The thunder was very loud, the wind was very strong, and the rain was very heavy.
But apart from lightning and thunder, nothing else had the intention of hurting Mo Nanfeng.
The roaring thunder was shattered and exploded around them the moment it was about to strike them.
Mo Nanfeng didn't know what was going on, but he felt very happy watching it, somewhat like the feeling of overcoming a tribulation in martial arts novels.
This is not only a thunder tribulation, but also wind and rain.
Turning his head to look at the master who was playing the organ, Mo Nanfeng asked loudly: "Master, what are you playing?!"
After pausing for a moment, Wendy looked at his apprentice with a smile and explained, "Song of the Raging Wind and Sea. Listen carefully. The wind here is moving in accordance with my will."
Then, Wendy continued to play the rest of the tune, and just as he said, the wind really moved to the rhythm.
"Master is amazing! How did you do that?"
"We are all children of the wind, so we are naturally favored by the wind.
You can try it yourself and see if the wind will move."
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After an unknown amount of time, the giant ship broke out of the thunderstorm area. Except for the captain, everyone else in the cabin was thankful that they had survived another day.
But when the captain walked out of the cabin in a daze and came to the deck, he was suddenly dumbfounded.
On the wine barrels fixed on the deck sat two bards, one big and one small, both playing the organ.
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Seeing that everyone had come out to enjoy the long-lost sunshine, Wendy put away the organ and took Xiao Nanfeng down from the wooden barrel.
"Since everyone is out in the sun, we should go in and take a rest."
"Yes, okay, Master!
Let’s go to bed!”
Just like that, Wendy and young Mo Nanfeng returned to the cabin, to their luxurious room.
He opened the window and let in fresh air. As soon as Mo Nanfeng lay down on the bed, he fell into a deep sleep.
Traveling through thunderstorms, playing the organ, and feeling the rush of the wind, it’s exhausting!
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