River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 385
"Master, is the record on the Yata Mirror really the past burning lamp?"

Entering the deserted wilderness again, Nie Qian floated out and sat on his shoulder.

As Jiang Ling walked, he took out the copied text and read it. After reading the whole text five times, he had a certainty in his heart: "That's right, this is indeed Past Burning Lamp, and its full name is [Past Burning Lamp Cutting] [Luck]."

Cutting luck, cutting off other people's innate luck, fundamentally weakening others.

It has to be said that this law is also against the sky.

But the people who passed this method to Dongying back then only kept half of the method.

Because whether it is [the present Tathagata's method of receiving transportation] or the [future Maitreya mantra transportation method], it is one method and two techniques.

The Tathagata Nayun method in this world has the Nayun method and the real number Mahamudra.

In the future, Maitreya's spells have spells and power words.

But the [Past Lantern Cutting Luck Method] that I got now is only the cutting luck method.

"Could it be that the rest have not been copied?"

What Nie Qian meant was that the Yata Mirror might only be half reproduced.

Jiang Ling denied it: "No, the person who left this method back then also said it at the end of this scripture. It is said that this method came from the middle land, and the method was not passed on. Only half of it was passed on, and the other half is still in the middle land. Those who want to find it still need a chance."

Nie Qian: "Is this half useful?"

Jiang Ling: "Enough is enough."

Although there was only half of the burning lamp in the past, but the method of cutting luck is there, and the core of this method is also there,

Once confronted with an enemy that is difficult to deal with, Jiang Ling can use the method of cutting luck to cut off his luck first, then take other people's luck for his own use, and then use the magic spell to restrict his actions, and attack him with the Mahamudra of real numbers.

It is expected that few people can withstand this combination of attacks.

Nie Qian: "Master, what's next?"

Jiang Ling looked at the fields: "It's time to go back."

From this wilderness, the white crane was called out again.

The white crane fluttered its wings and soared westward, and he sat on the back of the white crane, studying the past luck method of burning lanterns and chopping.

To the west of this place, about a thousand miles away, you can reach the West Kaido, which is the island of Kyushu in later generations.

The white crane can reach more than two hundred miles in an hour, and it only takes two and a half hours to land on the West Sea Road.

If you go back to Middle Earth from Xikaidao, it will take five hours to get there.

Two hours later, Jiang Ling did not choose to settle on Kyushu Island, but continued to fly westward.

Decided to go back to Hu County to have a look.

At sea, the water vapor is too strong, and the white cranes painted are hard to last.

She could only let Nie Qian sacrifice her white clam slough again.

If the white clam is moving through the water at full speed, it is not necessarily slower than the white crane.

In this way, another two hours passed, the sky was very dark, and the time should be between midnight and Zichou.

Not long after entering the waters of the Yellow Sea, suddenly, the sea was violently stormed.

Like a tsunami of magnitude twelve,

The waves were churning, and the shocking waves rose tens of meters high.

At sea level, it was even more windy and thunderous.

When the violent thunder fell, a lightning flower would instantly explode on the pitch-black sea level.

Every time the violent thunder passed, a large piece of dead fish and shrimp would float up in the sea area, and then they would be swept into the bottom of the water by the waves.

Nie Qian, who was nestled beside Jiang Ling and was about to do something bad, was shocked when she saw this scene.

The place where the thunder and lightning fell just now was only more than ten meters away from her white clam.

Frightened by this, she had no choice but to concentrate on driving the white oyster to fall a little deeper and continue eastward.

Another half hour passed like this,
It seems to have finally left the storm area.

Storms at sea are similar to rain on earth,

The rainy weather on the ground is different in ten miles, but the storm at sea, separated by dozens of miles, will not have much impact.

I thought I could reach Hu County smoothly in this way, until the white mussel suddenly hit an invisible wall of water in the sea.

Jiang Ling knew that trouble seemed to be coming.

Immediately, the white clam opened its mouth, and Nie Qian immediately put away the white clam, her body also shrunk, and got into him.

Jiangling shot out of the water like an arrow that left the string, and landed on the surface of the sea.

At this time of night, the sea is really as dark as ink.

Ten meters in front of him, there was a person sitting on the water, stroking a strange cat with no hair on its whole body.

"I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

The strange, hairless cat meowed, and crawled up to the man, examining Jiang Ling with two cold eyes.

The person petting the strange cat was wearing a black cloak, under which the whole person was shrouded.

He has a purple skin and dark red eyes.

It was hidden deep under the cloak, so that people could not see his face clearly, but those dark red eyes were very attractive.

Jiang Ling: "Wait for me?"

The man nodded: "Exactly."

Jiang Ling: "Who are you?"

The man chuckled, "You know that, don't you?"

Jiang Ling: "I probably guessed it, but which side do you represent?"

There is no doubt that this person should be one of the messengers of the Three Realms.

Judging from the aura, it gives people an unfathomable feeling.

In the mortal world, Jiang Ling had never seen such a person.

Even the Daoist Qi, who was praised by many people as a half-immortal, was far from his aura.

The man answered irrelevantly: "I have been looking for you for a long time, and only through the mouths of some water tribes did I know that you went east along the river. I also found Guixu, but Guixu was closed, so I thought, since you If you go out to sea, you should come back after all.”

It is better to sit back and wait for a rabbit than to look for someone everywhere.

Jiang Ling: "You are quite accurate in your calculations."

The man smiled: "I just didn't expect that you could spend so long overseas."

Jiang Ling guessed his identity.

To be able to inquire about him from the Shui Clan, this person is undoubtedly proficient in the language of the Monster Clan.

That being the case, then this person must be an envoy representing the lineage of the demon world.

Jiang Ling: "You are waiting for me here, really because you want to kill me?"

The man didn't deny it either, "Those who rebel, without exception, should be killed, they must be killed!"

Jiang Ling: "Why?"

That person: "There is no such reason, and you don't need to know why. Maybe you should be thankful that you met me first. If you meet the other two, maybe they will not be like me, and will talk to you gently."

Jiang Ling: "So, you want to fight me here?"

That person: "Fight? You are not worthy, maybe, you are the most pitiful reckless person in history, and you have attracted the attention of the Three Realms before you grow up. But that's fine, you didn't have too high expectations, just died like this, There will be no regrets."

After speaking, he patted the strange cat on the head.

Then the strange cat roared at the sky knowingly.

It was so small in size, but when it roared, it was as loud as thunder, even louder than the roar of a giant tiger.

After a roar, four ripples were seen in front of the strange cat.

In less than a second, Jiang Ling suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

He reacted quickly and turned around to avoid it, but he still felt a pain, and a three-inch long bloody gash suddenly bloomed on his chest.

The strange cat had already fallen from the front of him to the back of him at an invisible speed.

(End of this chapter)