Daoying

Chapter 15
"Finally 81."

The man looked at the lifelike butterflies on his fingertips, and let out a haha ​​lazily. The two butterflies slowly turned into a mass of blood and merged into his fingers.

The figure of the man became in a trance until he disappeared.

The next moment, a man appeared out of thin air at a hundred feet above the island, staring down coldly, the black robe of white butterflies fluttered in the wind, he uttered obscure syllables, and formed a strange mark on his hands.

A large amount of red light rose into the sky from the island, forming a blood mist, covering the entire island, and getting thicker and thicker.Among them, the scarlet 81 light clusters merged in the fog, dispersed with a "boom", and turned into a huge red sky.

The man's pupils shrank, and the purple Gouyu suddenly became clear. Staring at the scene, the eyes, ears, nose, mouth and other facial features appeared from time to time. The mouth slowly opened, and a large amount of blood was sucked in, slowly showing a face.

That face was like a thin blood mask, floating between the sky and the island, two red dots lit up in the eyes, staring at the man in the air, his mouth didn't move, but he made a sound: "You are... butterfly?"

"You don't care who I am, just find these two people for me."

The man stared at the front, and there were two figures projected in his eyes, one was a young monk and the other was an old lady of Longzhong.

The face stopped talking immediately, staring at the two projections, the red light in the pupils turned into two runes, rotated slightly, and returned to normal after a while, saying: "This old woman does not exist, it should be because she used a mask to cover her face." This young cultivator has a heavy treasure on him, causing the heavenly secrets to be distorted and unable to be calculated."

"what?!"

The man's face darkened, and he shouted in shock: "You are the oldest existence in the blood river, what treasure can shield your calculation?"

"Hehe, how much money you pay, how much effort I will give.

"These blood essences are all rubbish from the Qi refining period. There is only one foundation building, but it is still rubbish. How much effort do you expect from me when you entertain me with such a feast?

"If I can help you calculate a little bit, it would be the best of benevolence."

There was contempt and sarcasm on that face.

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, his face full of sullenness: "Then help me restore the original appearance of the old woman."

"Let me try."

The face said impatiently.

After a while, the face distorted by itself, slowly turning into a delicate face, which was seven or eight points similar to Xu Wei.

The man was about to ask where the woman was, but with a "bang", her face turned into countless red lights, scattered between the sea and the sky.

"Greedy guy!"

The man shouted angrily.

"The blood sacrifice feast is temporarily unavailable.

"Think slowly, I don't believe I can't find these two people!"

A chill flashed in the man's eyes, his body suddenly split into a ball of black air, and a large number of butterflies gushed out from it, flying to all directions of the island: "Kill! Kill them all, not a single living thing will be left!"

……

"Xie Huan, do you have a suitable magic weapon?"

On the spirit boat, Ning Jiujiu distributed some information about the ghost-eyed shark to everyone, and then asked Xie Huan.

"Have."

"That's good."

Ning Jiujiu and the others relaxed a little.

The importance of magic tools to low-level monks is self-evident.

They didn't expect Xie Huan to play any role, to protect themselves, just don't hold back.

"During the mission, you don't have to panic. Stay with Zhou Lin and take care of each other. If you have the opportunity, take action and experience the power in the mid-stage of refining Qi. It will be very helpful for your growth."

Afraid that Xie Huan would be nervous, Ning Jiujiu explained patiently.

"Okay." Xie Huan nodded.

"Also, I don't think you often go out to sea. You must be very vigilant when you go out to sea. One is sea beasts, the other is natural disasters, and the third is other monks. Although the first two are dangerous, as long as you are careful, the mortality rate is not high. It’s not high, but it’s the third point, which is hard to guard against. You are a pure-hearted person, so you must pay special attention.”

Ning Jiujiu was passing on her advanced experience.

Han Wenshan kept nodding from the side, and sometimes wanted to interject a few words, but was either ignored or interrupted, so he had to shut up.

The man with dreadlocks was called Fan Xingguang, and secretly said through voice transmission: "Friend Daoist Lick, your fairy might be robbed by this kid."

Han Wenshan looked nervous, and echoed: "Don't talk nonsense, Jiujiu is just kind-hearted."

Xie Huan patiently listened to the nagging for a long time. Although most of it was nonsense, he still gained some sea experience.

Finally, after Ning Jiujiu finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to practice the formula of longevity, but he heard Han Wenshan say again: "Jiujiu, after this mission, I'm going to go into seclusion. If you don't come out until the later stage, you have to take care of yourself." .”

"Have you collected enough money for retreat?" Ning Jiujiu was stunned.

"Uncle Zhou helped me a lot," Han Wenshan said.

The limit of the Qi refining period is 140 years old. Uncle Zhou is over [-] years old. He has already passed the second red line. One day it will be able to build a foundation.

And Han Wenshan is over [-] years old, facing the pressure of the red line, he has saved some spiritual stones, and plans to retreat for the last time.

Uncle Zhou borrowed spirit stones, firstly, for the sake of his long-time companions, and secondly, as an investment. If Han Wenshan can enter the late stage of Qi refining before he is a hundred years old, he will have the hope of hitting the foundation building in the future, and then his son will have A big backer.

"Congratulations first. See you next time. Senior Wenshan is a great monk in the late stage of Qi refining. Don't look down on those of us who are in the middle and early stages."

Ning Jiujiu blinked and smiled teasingly.

"How can you look down on me? Think too much, see you next time, Great Brother Wenshan doesn't recognize us at all, only Jiujiu." Fan Xingguang said meaningfully.

"No matter how talkative you are, Senior Wenshan will slap you to death."

Ning Jiujiu raised his palm and was about to hit him.

Han Wenshan gave a wry smile, and said with concern: "In the next few years, we won't be able to do missions together, Jiujiu, you must know how to take care of yourself, don't take missions beyond your ability, and don't practice too hard, in case of danger ..."

"OK OK."

Ning Jiujiu immediately stopped, changed the subject and said, "Xie Huan, you haven't crossed the red line yet, have you?"

Xie Huan pondered for a moment, couldn't they see their bone age?
It stands to reason that it is easy for a high-level person to see the real age of a low-level person, and he does not have a secret method, nor does he wear a hidden magic weapon.

"Seven years."

He thought for a while, and reported his age casually.

Ning Jiujiu let out a "huh" without any doubts. With his chin resting on his hands, he sighed, "It's Lin'er who is very talented. He stepped into Qi refining at the age of 22, and he envies us."

Several of them didn't seem to have any doubts about Xie Huan's words.

Xie Huan couldn't help but frowned, and then stretched it out, thinking, could it be the effect of something the original owner ate by mistake, or is it the true nature?
Currently there are only two possibilities.

If the former, what did you eat back then?It's worth pondering and researching, but it's a pity that the memory is fuzzy.

Zhou Lin smiled shyly at Ning Jiujiu's words, and shyly scratched the back of his head.

……

A few days later, the spirit boat came to the sky above a sea area, the blue waves were like washing, and the sky was clear.

The sea is as quiet as a picture scroll, with only the sound of waves rolling forward.

"Everyone pay attention!"

Zhou Bo suddenly said: "We may have entered the target area."

Xie Huan also noticed an abnormality. There was only the sound of water in this sea area. There was not a single bird in the sky, and the sea was also extremely silent. There was no life within the range of consciousness perception.

This is a very obvious "territory" feature.

Surrounded by powerful creatures, all spirits change.

Zhou Bo controlled the spirit boat to descend slowly until it was about ten feet close to the sea surface, then took out a storage bag, which contained the powder that had been prepared earlier, and threw it on the sea surface, and scattered it with the wind.

Everyone became vigilant.

This is a mixture of spirit grass soul baby flower and Qiang leaf, which is extremely irritating to sharks, as long as the ghost eye shark is around here, it will cause a commotion.

"Father, look at the corpse!"

Zhou Lin suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the surface of the sea, some clothes and some broken corpses were floating.

Floating in the waves like garbage.

"It's a monk on a mission."

There was no expression on Uncle Zhou's face: "If you do various tasks a few more times, this kind of floating corpse will be no surprise."

Zhou Lin's face turned pale: "These corpses are strange, are they human?"

The dismembered corpses were tattered and shapeless, except for some rags that looked like monks' robes, which were indeed hard to identify.

"It's the excrement of sea beasts."

Xie Huan took a few glances and said, "The flesh and blood of a monk is different from that of ordinary people, and the sea beast is bigger. Most of the time, it only digests part of it and then excretes it. It's like this."

He once saw a half-digested monk wrapped in a large pile of monster feces.

"vomit!"

There was a twitch in the stomachs of several people.

Except Zhou Bo and Xie Huan, all of them were pale.

Death is not terrible, but it is too humiliating to die like this.

Uncle Zhou glanced at Xie Huan quite unexpectedly, nodded and said, "The boy has some knowledge."

Seeing that Xie Huan didn't change his face, he was even more surprised.

He took a few puffs of cigarette "clack-clack" and his eyes became sharper: "There is more than one corpse. It should be that the ghost-eyed shark mission was wiped out by the group. Judging from the time, it was only three or four days ago."

"Do you want to set up a defensive formation? Safety first."

Han Wenshan asked with some concern.

"No, this sea area is too large to be deployed."

Uncle Zhou said to Xie Huan and Zhou Lin: "When there is any movement, you stay on the boat and don't move. The few of us will first go out and find out the truth."

At this moment, the quiet sea suddenly exploded without warning, and there was a loud "bang", countless water waves soared into the sky, and a huge wave even emptied upwards, like a huge wall, covering the sky and the sun.

The entire surface of the sea seemed to be boiling, tens of thousands of horses were galloping, countless fish and shrimp were turned up from the bottom of the sea, and they were directly shocked to death. At the tip of the huge waves, a bright red light flashed, and the sea water, sky, and clouds instantly turned into a bright red.

"That is--"

Everyone was horrified.

The red glow on the top of the waves was flickering, and it was actually a strange eye opening and closing, staring down, all the monks who looked at it felt severe pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if being pierced by thousands of needles.

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