Best Ascension

Chapter 422 Asking the Abandoned Disciple Han Laomo
"You go to cabin C[-]! Once inside, stay there, and don't come out until it's time for the wind. Anyone who dares to go out at will will be killed without mercy!"

"You're right, it's you, hurry up and let me in, I'm wasting time, I want you to look good!"

"And you go to cabin No.13 of C."

At this moment, there was a lot of noise in Nuo Da's cabin, and seven or eight wolf-headed men in black armor stood in the middle of the crowd, with extremely arrogant attitudes.

They randomly assigned the cabins without a sound and drove the passengers in.

Zhao Sheng blended in the crowd without showing any signs of dew, and walked obediently into the designated cabin.

The more arrogant and domineering the wolf-headed men, the more no one would dare to make trouble!

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the reason why the wolf-headed man is so arrogant is nothing more than his fearlessness and his desire to kill chickens and scare monkeys!
You must know that those who can afford the boat tickets are a bunch of old gangsters, no one would foolishly provoke the order of the black boat for a small matter of losing face!

boom!
Just as Zhao Sheng entered the cabin, the door was shut tightly with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of pale black enchantment quickly appeared on the four walls of the cabin, sealing the entire cabin in an instant.

At a glance, this cabin is about fifteen or sixteen square meters, and the furnishings inside are very simple, only futons and beds.

In addition, there is also a simple spirit gathering formation on the floor, and the nine formation holes inlaid with spirit stones are clear at a glance.

Zhao Sheng took the layout of the cabin into his eyes, then walked to the edge of the futon calmly, sat down cross-legged, and began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

At the same time, the divine thoughts rippled and spread like water, penetrating the barrier silently and spreading to the nearby cabins, and in an instant, any movement within a hundred feet around was under its control.

In order to avoid alarming the ancestor Yan Mo, Zhao Sheng didn't use his full strength, just took a casual look at the surrounding situation.

The spirit bone old monster, Shamo and other old monsters who have been there for a long time are full of patience, which is somewhat beyond Zhao Sheng's expectation.

one day,
Two days,

It took a full month before these monsters started to attack the passengers.

"... Ah, don't kill me! I surrender... I am willing to hand over all the treasures on my body! Don't kill me!"

On this day, in a wide space in the black boat, a middle-aged man with vulture hair and yellow face knelt on the floor with a terrified expression, trembling with fright.

Opposite him at this moment, a group of human-shaped black light was floating in mid-air, exuding a frighteningly powerful pressure, soaring to the sky.

"Jie Jie, if you don't want to die, you can let go of your heart and voluntarily plant the Yan Mo Nu mark."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's whole body shook violently, and his face was filled with despair.

However, in the face of a thousand-year-old demon, he has no power to resist at all, not to mention being in a black boat at this time, it can be said that he is a knife and I am a fish!
".Small wish sign!"

In order to survive, the middle-aged man had to obediently bow his head and take the initiative to let go of his mind. In the end, there was a jet-black lotus mark on his forehead.

Next, a very similar scene happened among almost all the passengers.

There were spirit bone monsters and a group of golden core monsters who came forward. Except for a few who were unyielding, most of the passengers finally accepted the reality of being enslaved. As for the treasures on their bodies, they were looted.

A big man with a wolf head slammed open the door of Ding No. 13's cabin, and then he stuck his head in and looked left and right, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Hey, why is there no one? I remember a fat sheep lived in it!"

The wolf-headed man scratched his head, opened and closed his huge nostrils violently, and smelled the smell in the room fiercely.

"roll!"

At this moment, a cold shout suddenly came from the empty cabin.

As soon as the scrolling words came out, the wolf-headed man suddenly froze, his eyes were full of bewilderment, he turned and left without saying a word.

Before leaving, he carefully closed the cabin door.

After walking more than a dozen steps, the wolf-headed man suddenly trembled, his eyes glowed again, and his IQ regained the high ground.

"Hey, what was I going to do just now?" The wolf-headed man was puzzled, as if he had forgotten something.

But soon, he remembered what he was going to do.

"By the way, it should be the turn of Ding Ding's fourteenth cabin. Damn, I haven't reached the aging stage yet, why am I so forgetful! I will eat two people's brains later, and make up for it."

The wolf-headed man cursed and undid the sealing barrier, then kicked open the door of the cabin and broke into it.

Then there was a very impatient urging voice in the cabin: "What are you doing in a daze, it's time for you to relax, hurry up and go with me!"

……

Two days later, in a hall on the upper floor of the black ship, the old monster with spiritual bones, the thousand-year-old demon, the middle-aged man of the vulture, and two other extraordinary golden core demon heads sat on one side, all with very gloomy faces.

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged Yinjiu suddenly said coldly: "The old man has counted three times, the number is wrong, two are missing!"

"Yan Jiu, this matter is no small matter! We must have encountered a hard problem this time. It's like the time 80 years ago, when the Nascent Soul Priest sneaked in among the fat sheep, but we didn't find out. There are a lot of people." The bone old monster talked about the past, his tone was very low, and he seemed to have lingering fears.

"Old Monster Bone is right. If we don't cope well, we might end up in the same fate as Yan San, You You and other unlucky ones." A tattooed old man nodded in agreement.

"Brother Yan, why don't you invite Patriarch Yan Mo to leave the customs? This matter should not be delayed!"

"Brother Qiu is right! If someone with malicious intentions gets into the black boat, we will turn a blind eye. If something happens, the ancestor Yan Mo will definitely skin us."

The middle-aged Yinjiu was shocked when he heard the words, his eyes showed fear, as if he had thought of something terrible.

His face turned hard, and he immediately made a decision, and said in a solemn voice: "Immediately mobilize all the people to search all corners of the spaceship up and down, and I will do it myself. If the two people cannot be searched within three days, the old man will immediately invite Master is out!"

"No, if something goes wrong in the middle. I can't afford to blame the ancestors."

"Hmph, can't afford to bear it?! If it turns out that this matter was just a false alarm. Master gets angry for this, how can you bear it, you eggless idiots?" The other comrades saved face and simply cursed.

Although this person is a disciple of the ancestor Yan Mo, he has no status in the heart of the master.

If the master is provoked into a thunderstorm, maybe he will be turned into a puppet of Yantu like the previous "senior brothers" before, and he will not be able to live or die!

Facing such a moody, cold-blooded and ruthless master, one can imagine how much awe and fear the middle-aged Yinjiu had for Yan Mo's ancestor.

Seeing that the other three devils were unwilling to stand out, but the old monster with spiritual bones was somewhat responsible, he couldn't help snorting coldly: "Hmph, since we've come to this point, let's do what Brother Yan said first! In three days, Better find the 'missing' two people. Otherwise, there will be a good show!"

Not long after, a series of cruel and ruthless orders quickly reached the ears of all the crew members.

When more than 300 crew members frantically searched for the two missing passengers, Zhao Sheng closed his eyes and meditated in a cabin, quietly practicing the secret technique of spiritual thoughts.

It has been more than [-] years since he obtained the secret method of "Wuji Divine Algorithm".

Today, the infinite number has been successfully calculated to the 980 digits.

At this point, the calculation of the infinite number is terribly difficult. Even with Zhao Sheng's talent, it would take three or four days to calculate the next number.

But then again, the effect of Wuji magic calculation on improving mental power is also unexpectedly strong.

Zhao Sheng's current cultivation base is temporarily stuck at the peak of the third stage of the Nascent Soul, but his divine sense is not inferior to the general Nascent Soul Late Stage.

Despite the accumulation of Seven Worlds, the auxiliary effects of many divine sense secrets must not be underestimated.

So far, he has mainly practiced the five great spiritual mysteries.

"Yuan Chu Jue" is very obscure, but it has accumulated a lot, so the progress of cultivation is slow.

The "Xing Shen Qian Xin Jue" has been completed, and it is now in the process of consciousness aggregation, but it has not been effective for a long time, so there is no need to say more.

Compared with "Wuji Divine Calculation", "Neijingtian" and "Wuxiang, Non-Imagination and Conceptual Method" which have immediate and outstanding effects, it is inevitable that they will pale in comparison.

The main purpose of "Neijingtian" is to describe everything in the world with spiritual thoughts. The more detailed and realistic the description is, the closer it is to the great way of heaven and earth, the greater the improvement of spiritual thoughts will be.

It stands to reason that this method should be more suitable for Zhao Shengcai.

However, the reality is that the cultivation effect of this method is unsatisfactory, not below the normal level, but not as powerful as he imagined.

Zhao Sheng thought about it, and finally found out that it was because he had practiced "Xing Shen Qian Xin Jue".

One pays attention to distraction and multipurpose, and the other focuses on sincerity.

The two are somewhat conflicting in nature, so the effect of cultivation will inevitably be greatly discounted.

For Zhao Sheng, "Contemplation of No Thought, Non-Non-Imagination"

It is the most difficult. This method is born out of the ancient Buddhist meditation method. There is a trace of Buddha nature in the exercise, and the most important thing in cultivation is comprehension.

It took Zhao Sheng more than ten years to completely come up with an unprecedented monster, and then slowly obliterate it, forgetting it little by little.

When he finally completely forgot about it, his mental strength soared by more than [-]%.

It is a pity that after more than 30 years, he failed to keep his ideas again and again, and he never made any progress.

Boom!

Half an hour later, there was a sudden bang and bang in the cabin next to it, and someone was making noise inside.

The man found nothing and quickly left the cabin.

It stands to reason that it should be the turn of Zhao Sheng's cabin.

However, there were so many people searching back and forth, but no one knocked on the door, and everyone seemed to have forgotten about this cabin.

After a day, Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Just now, a strange divine thought suddenly touched the mental restraint he set on the outer layer.

"Is the visitor an enemy or a friend?" A thought flashed in Zhao Sheng's mind.

At this time, that strange divine thought began to constantly touch the restriction, seemingly curious, but also with obvious kind thoughts.

With a thought in Zhao Sheng's mind, the mental restraint outside the door suddenly disintegrated, and then the spiritual thought passed through the voice transmission: "Where is the Taoist friend deliberately disturbing people's dreams, why not show up and see."

"Haha, fellow daoist, don't blame him, Mr. Han is also too curious, that's why he wanted to test it out."

Before the words were finished, a jade-faced young man wearing a green robe and long hair hanging down his shoulders suddenly appeared at the door of the cabin.

Zhao Sheng waved his hand and opened the door of the cabin, looked at this person indifferently, and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist, please come in!"

The jade-faced young man had a strange look in his eyes, and immediately walked into the room, and sat across from him generously, as if he had something to rely on, and he was not afraid of Zhao Sheng turning his back on him.

"Your Excellency's name? Why do you disturb my practice for no reason?"

"My surname is Han, and my name is not worth mentioning, but my comrades gave me a nickname, called Wendao Abandoned Disciple Han Laomo." Said Mr. Yumian.

"It turned out that Fellow Daoist Han was in front of you, and he was scattered in the lower sky, but he was not as famous as Fellow Daoist Han, but he was just an unknown person!" Zhao Sheng said slowly, his heart moved when he heard this.

Han Mu didn't think it was disobedient, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Tianqiong, it was Han who was reckless just now, don't blame him. This is a bottle of Wendao Pill refined by Han, please accept it, it can be regarded as my apology .”

Looking at the Jade Pill Vase in the palm of the other party, Zhao Sheng drew the Pill Vase with his spiritual sense, and instantly lifted the Pill Bottle into the sleeve robe.

After accepting the gift, Zhao Sheng's expression was still very dull, and he didn't seem to have much interest: "I accept the apology. If Fellow Daoist Han is fine, please go ahead!"

"Hehe! I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Tianqiong to be an ascetic monk. Han really admires him! But there is one thing that Han must tell his friend. The two of us are about to get into trouble."

When Zhao Sheng heard the words, his thoughts flickered, and he asked tentatively, "Patriarch Yan Mo?"

"That's right, it's that old monster! Patriarch Yan Mo is a late Nascent Soul, and he is also a moody generation. If he finds us, we will be in trouble."

"Trouble? I don't think it's a trouble. The premise is that he can find me. And I don't think that the ancestor Yan Mo will kill him as soon as he meets. After all, I am in the Nascent Soul Realm. How could I do it for you?" Do the trivial things."

Speaking of this, Zhao Sheng asked back: "Fellow Daoist Han would say so, could it be that you have a grudge against Patriarch Yan Mo?"

"Haha, fellow daoist, you're joking. How could Han provoke a late Nascent Soul demon? Han just didn't want to meet him face to face." Han Mu laughed, but did not reveal his true thoughts at all.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng simply reached out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "That's it, fellow Daoist Han, please do it!"

Seeing that there was nothing to be done, Han Mu stood up calmly, clasped his fists and said, "It was Han who took the liberty before, and I hope fellow Taoists don't take it to heart. If things change in the future, Han may come to visit again, and now I am leaving !"

After Zhao Sheng listened, his expression remained the same, as if he was indifferent.

Han Mu nodded and smiled, and walked out of the cabin slowly.

As soon as he went out, his expression suddenly changed, because Tianqiong Sanren suddenly disappeared from the spiritual sense induction.

Resisting the urge to turn back, Han Mu used the magical power of shrinking the ground to an inch, crossing the space of hundreds of feet in one step, and disappeared at the end of the passage after a few steps.

(End of this chapter)