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Chapter 149 The Ferryman

【Body setting】

【Name】: Ning Luo
【Sex: Male

【Age】: 8~12
【Origin】: Ferryman

[Physique]: Flood dragon bloodline, Xuansha body
【Cause and Effect】: Lao Li (Master)
The dragon's bloodline comes from "Sea King", which is the limit of its bloodline regulation effect.

Also at the S level, no matter how strong Aquaman is, his effectiveness in a single field cannot exceed that of "True Dragon Bloodline".

As for the origin of the special blood sea boatman, it is also because of the king of the sea.

The age of eight to 12 years old does not seem very old, but in fact, in the half-demon route that is close to the line of body training, this age will grow quickly.

Ning Luo is particularly serious about body setting this time.

Because he understands that Wang Sheng's comprehensive strength may not be as good as Ye Chen after spraying medicine, but the next place he will go to is the Desolate Prison Realm.

That is not Dust Abyss, nor is it his home field.

Although Ning Luo's original intention of intervening in the dispute was to use the station square as a fulcrum to detonate the conflict on himself and wait for work at leisure.

But to be honest, he didn't expect that the No. [-] hot search would have such a great energy in this almost meta-universe blue star.

He didn't even expect that this sloppy spark would accidentally blow up a big fish.

It is a big fish that can eat people.

So take it seriously, and of course it should.

After all, there is not much time left for Ning Luo to prepare.

Ready to ride.

Ning Luo removed the panel and sank into the ocean of data.

Just like the feeling of weightlessness before going to sleep, falling, falling, falling.
There is a faint sweetness in the sea breeze.

It's fishy and sweet, the smell of blood.

Ning Luo tried his best to open a small gap in his right eye.

The sense of body gradually recovers.

To his surprise, this so-called half-demon body seemed to be no different from that of a human race.

The heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney are complete, and there is no problem with the size distribution.

That's luck.

"Here...is an island?"

Ning Luo struggled to stand up, looking around at the barrenness.

The tall grass is mixed with mottled blood, and the gravel on the coast is like lava that has not cooled yet.

The place where he was located seemed to be a deserted island whose end could be seen at a glance.

The landform is very characteristic, and it is obviously uninhabited all year round.

Ning Luo raised his head, the tide rises and falls in the distance, and the sea meets the sky.

It's just that the turbulent tide is not like crushed snow, and the so-called sea of ​​blood is not as terrifying as its name.

The sea water presents a gradual change of reddish color, just like the sunset glow sprinkled on the sea, and also like the burning clouds.

A closer description is probably Huo Huanshi.

This so-called sea of ​​blood, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it the sea of ​​fire, and it is not so terrifying.

Of course, there may be no fire raccoons in the desolate prison world.

Speaking of which, will there be Yuanci in the barren prison world?

Ning Luo is still obsessed with Yuanci, and when he meets Su Yao later, he will have to interrogate Su Yao.

While thinking, a hoarse voice came from not far away.

"Child, are you awake?"

Ning Luo looked around, but saw a skinny old man sitting quietly by the sea, holding a pole in his right hand, fishing in the sea of ​​blood.

That was Lao Li, the ferryman of the sea of ​​blood, and also his master.

"Master, what's wrong with me?"

Ning Luo rubbed his temples, his blank look was not due to his acting skills, but because he really didn't have any detailed memories of body time travel.

For newcomers visiting the barren prison for the first time, the body is not the best choice.

But it is indeed the most suitable decision for Ningluo.

Old Li remained motionless, and said slowly, "Your body was feverish. After burning for more than half a month, you just passed out for seven days and seven nights."

what?
Ning Luo was dumbfounded.

Then how am I still alive?

I haven't started practicing yet, how can this physique last so long?

Although Lao Li didn't turn his head, he could sense Ning Luo's surprise.

"Fever is a good thing, don't be afraid, it's because of the awakening of the dragon's blood in your body."

"You kid is also a blessing. When I picked you up back then, you were unconscious and half dead. I didn't expect it to be because of flood dragon blood in your body."

Ning Luo noticed that although Lao Li had spoken a long series of words, his figure did not move at all.

This determination is definitely a king-level fisherman.

"What will happen to me after the dragon's blood is awakened?" Ning Luo asked anxiously.

Lao Li's tone suddenly became irritable: "Then who knows?!"

However, after he was silent for a moment, his tone became calm again: "Although you have gone through many twists and turns, since your blood has been awakened, there should be no more trouble in the future."

eccentric temper.

The reason is mostly because of old age.

Although Ning Luo didn't know much about the barren prison world, at least he knew that the sea of ​​blood would slightly affect the mind.

Lao Li's temples were pink and white, obviously eroded by blood.

Ning Luo nodded slightly: "Oh, that's good."

During the conversation, the fishing line on the blood sea trembled.

Lao Li's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes were sharp and his hands were quick!
"rise!"

With a sudden force on his right arm, he raised the pole!

Ning Luo was a little surprised seeing this scene.

Because he found that Lao Li's left arm was hanging down all the time, and there were still some reddish calcium patches on the skin of the arm, and he didn't know if it was a sign of erosion.

However, what surprised Ning Luo even more was yet to come.

When the hook came out of the water, what caught Ning Luo's eyes was not a swimming fish biting the hook, but a demon chicken half the height of a person!
Chickens caught out of the sea?

Not to mention how strong the demon chicken is, but the proposition itself, is it reasonable?

But it's not over yet.

When the demon chicken came out of the water, Lao Li flicked his fishing rod and threw the prey to the deserted island behind him.

At the same time, his left arm came out of the sleeve, and it instantly grew and deformed, turning into a chelicerus that was about ten feet long!

The chelicerae are shaped like crab claws, and the limbs are covered with calcareous carapaces, which are red and white, like clouds.

Ning Luo saw a flash of red shadow!
Click!
The crab claws brushed over the falling body of the demon chicken, splitting one into two!
It's over, the chelicerae recovered.

"Fuck."

Ning Luo was tongue-tied, and his heart was shocked besides shock.

Wait, the amount of information is a bit large.

Lao Li is a ferryman and a fisherman. He fished out a huge demon chicken from the sea of ​​blood, and even pinched it off with the claw of his left arm?
what?
Ning Luo glanced at Lao Li who had finished work, stared at the burning sea, and soon realized.

Yes, this is a sea of ​​blood.

Both himself and Lao Li are half-demons.

"A fisherman can catch anything except fish."

This sentence can be said to be the absolute truth only in the wild prison world.

Because there really are no fish in the sea here, only blood beasts!
And Lao Li's distortion is also easy to explain, that's because he is a half-demon, and so is Ning Luo.

The normal body gave Ning Luo the illusion that he was still a human being, but he was indeed no longer a human being.

After sorting out his thoughts, Ning Luo quietly looked at Lao Li's left arm.

The action of deforming into crab claws just now should be the so-called "demonization".

And Ning Luo learned from Bai Yang earlier that demonization has side effects.

After the half-demon is turned into a demon, the distorted parts cannot be completely restored, and it takes a long time to repair.

As short as a few days, as long as several months.

Just like Lao Li's left arm, although it has returned to its human form, it is obviously covered with alizarin red calcareous carapace, like a red-hot crab shell.

The blue glaze of the ancient cloud crab shell looks like mica under the sun.

The reason why the demonized crab shell is red is naturally not because of the red-shell crab in Lao Li's blood, but because of boiling blood.

The blood heats up and boils, and the crab shells naturally burn red.

"So Lao Li is not weak."

"And the method of boiling blood and scorching refining should be common sense in the desolate prison world, even the normal state of half-demons."

These are the two pieces of information that Ning Luo can currently obtain.

Lao Li put away his fishing rod, and pulled out a large tripod that was about ten feet long and wide from the grass.

Ding, originally a utensil for cooking food in the barbaric era, later became a ritual vessel.

But in the desolate prison world, this is a common cooking utensil in every household.

Regardless of your cultivation level reaching the sky, you cannot do without the tripod for the rest of your life.

After all, this is a treasure for refining blood, and it is also the best container for boiling blood beasts.

At least according to Lao Li's current actions, he is probably cooking ingredients, not refining blood.

The sea of ​​blood enters the cauldron, and the demon chicken goes into the pot.

Lao Li folded a handful of random grass, put half of it on the bottom of the pot, and put the other half into the pot.

"what"

"Can firewood be eaten?"

The corners of Ning Luo's mouth twitched. After all, he had practiced cooking skills, and his blood pressure rose slowly.

However, Lao Li had already noticed it.

"You forgot again?"

Ning Luo was stunned, and suddenly remembered some of the times in the past when he fell into a coma repeatedly.

He mumbled, "Yes, I don't remember clearly."

"Humph!"

Lao Li knocked on the cauldron with his calcified left arm, and snorted, "Forget it! Now that the blood has awakened, let's see what excuses you have next time!"

"I'll say it one last time, remember it."

"Three things are the most important when sailing in the blood sea."

"One, always ensure that there are limbs that can be demonized at any time, so as to deal with the blood beasts that go to sea."

"Secondly, you must learn to fish. This will not only help you survive, but also make your mind less susceptible to erosion by the sea of ​​blood."

"Thirdly, everything on the island can be used, and the things bred in the sea of ​​blood are not poisonous. Since you are a ferryman, don't be so delicate!"

"have you understood?!"

Lao Li yelled again while talking, but his manic mood was quickly suppressed.

Ning Luo nodded heavily.

Old Li had probably repeated these words to him many times.

But this time he won't forget it.

As for the daily life of the ferrymen, Ning Luo has already roughly understood.

Ferrymen carry passengers on boats in the sea of ​​blood, and they need to be on guard against the blood beasts in the sea at all times, so most of them have the strength to protect themselves.

If there are no guests, the ferrymen will still fish for blood beasts.

First, you can use it to fill your stomach or refine blood, and second, you can sell it to make money.

That being the case, the problems of "past" and "present" can be easily resolved.

The next thing to do is to focus on the future.

Including trying to explore the main line and sub-line of the hell world.

And, maybe after a while, I can get a glimpse of the mysterious path of bloodline cultivation.

(End of this chapter)