Daoying

Chapter 375 The Song of the Sea

Xie Huan integrated his mind into the sword and sensed the fluctuation. There was no obvious indicator feature, it was simply stronger.

He withdrew his mind, cast blue silver light, and looked at the broken spirit boat and in all directions.

On the sea shrouded in a deathly atmosphere, only the sound of waves was silent, and it was endless as far as the eye could see, with no edge in sight.

In this haze, there is a kind of hallucinogenic energy flowing, and it is unclear where it comes from.

"Who did it?"

Sun Wuwei said in a deep voice.

After resting for such a long time, his energy seemed to be getting worse, and his face was as pale as death.

On the contrary, Zhou Ling, who was behind him, looked much better than before.

"I don't know yet. This team is the Wangrixian Crazy Team. They set out three days ago. I also saw them recruiting members. The leader is a monk in the middle stage of pill formation."

Wu Qiong's face was extremely solemn.

He is also in the middle stage of pill formation, which means that he is also in danger of falling here.

When everyone heard this, they became nervous.

Xie Huan's figure flashed, and he came to the broken spirit boat. He took off two storage rings on a half body, gently broke the restriction, glanced inside, frowned and said, "Everything is gone." exist."

Wu Qiong's expression changed slightly and he asked in surprise: "Is it a natural disaster?"

Inheritance is the main source of wealth for monks. This behavior of not even asking for inheritance is obviously extremely unreasonable.

"There are only a handful of natural disasters that can kill monks in the middle stage of the Core Formation... on the Sea of ​​Nirvana. What could it be?"

Sun Wuwei pondered undecidedly. He also came to the Broken Spirit Boat and inspected several broken corpses. It was true that the inheritance was still there, and he pocketed it without any ceremony.

Seeing this, the rest of the people boarded the spirit boat one after another, regardless of their nervousness and fear, and began to get rich.

After busying for a while, I made sure that nothing was missed, and then I stopped.

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the sea, melodious, like someone singing, which was creepy to hear.

The song is ethereal, coming and turning with the wind, and seems to have no specific direction.

Xie Huan's eyes flickered a few times to capture the source of the vibration. The path was extremely complicated and tortuous, and finally pointed directly to the bottom of the sea.

He suddenly looked deep into the sea, and vaguely saw a huge ship sailing under the sea. It was wrapped in a thick air of death and could not be seen clearly, but the visible parts showed that the ship was extremely damaged. There were rotten wood, rags and stains everywhere, and it looked shaky and empty.

"There are ships under the sea."

Xie Huan reminded.

Everyone was startled and looked down quickly.

"It's the Netherbird!"

Wu Qiong screamed, as if someone was strangling his neck, his voice became thin and long, his whole body suddenly lost his composure, and his face was full of panic.

"Ow!—"

The Dead Sea Ghost Crocodile let out a shrill cry that echoed on the quiet sea surface. It also saw the underwater boat. The scales on its body rubbed together, and its body shrank into a ball. It shivered in fear on the surface of the water and kept beating the sea water out. "Clatter" sound.

"How could this happen? As soon as I went out to sea, I encountered a ghost bird... Will the sky destroy me?"

Sun Wuwei also cried out, his face full of tragedy.

Even though the two leaders were like this, the rest of the people were even more frightened. Some of them who didn't know about the Nether Bird didn't even know why.

Xie Huan frowned and asked, "Netherworld Bird?"

The huge ship sneaked silently under the water, making no sound at all, as if it were transparent.

"It's the ghost ship. Because there is a broken divine bird on the ship, we call it the ghost bird. It is one of the most terrifying natural disasters on the Sea of ​​Annihilation."

Wu Qiong said bitterly: "It's such an unlucky year. I had known how good it would be to go to sea so late. God rewards hard work, but what a reward. We worked so hard, but we ended up like this."

Xie Huan looked with his spiritual eyes and saw that the body of the ship was indeed imprinted with a strange bird pattern, with beautiful and complex wings, like a phoenix.

He said: "Even if you encounter a natural disaster, you don't have to be so depressed, right? Is this natural disaster a fatal situation?"

"It's not that you will die. It depends on your fate. There are many monks who have encountered the Nether Bird. There are also surviving foundation builders, but there are also dead Nascent Souls. Legend has it that this ghost ship is impossible to fight against, because there are no people inside, and the enemies are all looking for it. If not, whether you can survive or not depends purely on fate."

Wu Qiong explained.

"Everything depends on man-made circumstances. Don't be too desperate."

Xie Huan said encouragingly, then took out the dead ghost and held it in his hand.

The thick death aura lingered on the sword and merged with itself.

Wu Qiong glanced at him in surprise, then at the Death Ghost Sword, and then looked away. He also took out a Ruyi-like magic weapon, held it in his hand, and stared at the Nether Bird warily.

Everyone held their breath, held magic weapons in their hands, and were extremely nervous.

The boat seemed to be rising and rising, slowly emerging from the sea.

The wailing sound of the Dead Sea Ghost Crocodile also stopped, as if it was extremely frightened, and its whole body shrank into a ball, motionless, floating on the water, as if dead.Xie Huan found that the boat could not be seen clearly whether it was in or out of the water. His eyes of insight continued to analyze the energy he saw in front of him, and was interfered by a large amount of complex energy. The progress was very slow and there was a feeling of lag.

Finally, the entire Nether Bird was exposed on the sea. There was still no sound of water during the whole process, but the ethereal song became clearer and clearer, making people feel chilled and goosebumps all over.

Xie Huan circulates the treasure secret of Ju She, letting go of hearing.

But the voice still echoed in his mind, and his whole consciousness became psychedelic. Even the various functions of his body began to undergo certain changes. Rough bumps appeared on the originally smooth skin.

Xie Huan was shocked, and hurriedly activated his original consciousness, held the spirit and guarded it, and built a barrier in the sea of ​​​​consciousness to intercept the singing.

His mind quickly calmed down, but the changes in his body continued, and even his bones began to change. They kept coming out, piercing the skin, and giving birth to bone spurs one after another.

Xie Huan's pupils dilated, this was definitely not an illusion!
Rather, his body literally transformed during the singing.

Not only him, but also Sun Wuwei and others around him, all bared their teeth and began to change in strange directions. Zhou Ling was already crawling on the spirit boat, with sharp fingers, a long tail, and turned into a monster. Make a shrill sound.

Only the Dead Sea Ghost Crocodile remained unchanged, only trembling.

Xie Huan hurriedly moved his golden body, a halo appeared on the back of his head, his face became solemn, and he used physical energy to try to reverse the change.

But the change was suppressed, and just reversal had no effect.

Except for him, the dozen or so monks around him basically turned into semi-monsters and gradually lost their minds.

The ghost ship slowly sailed past them without stopping, getting farther and farther away, and its singing became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared into the mist of death.

Xie Huan suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was reduced, and the tendency to transform into a monster disappeared without a trace. Under the operation of physical skills, the bone spurs were retracted into the body, and all the changed places were restored bit by bit. In a few breaths, Just get back to normal.

The dozen or so people around him were wailing in pain and changing back little by little.

But there were two people who made no movement at all.

It was Zhou Ling and another fake alchemy monk. Zhou Ling became like a ghost crocodile in the Dead Sea, lying on the ground and crawling slowly. The other person became completely black, with fleshy wings growing on his back, and thin membranous wings growing between his hands and feet. Like a giant bat.

"Cuck!"

The huge bat suddenly spread its wings, screamed, flew into the sky, rushed into the distance, and disappeared on the sea.

Zhou Ling climbed up to the Dead Sea crocodile and gently touched it with his mouth, as if communicating.

The scales on the Dead Sea Ghost Crocodile also expanded, and it lost the previous tension and fear, rubbing against Zhou Ling.

The other dozen or so monks, long or short, all changed back. Looking at Zhou Ling and the huge bat flying far away, their faces were pale, and they were frightened for a while.

"I understand. If you completely lose your mind while singing, the change will be irreversible. As long as you can retain a trace of your sanity, you can change back."

Zhang Zhiying said tremblingly.

Everyone looked at Zhou Ling at this moment with chills running down their spines, and the hands in their sleeves were still shaking.

Xie Huan also looked ugly. This was worse than death.

However, if it is irreversible, he must use the light of the Holy Spirit to cleanse this evil spirit. It is hard to say what the result will be.

He even thought of another question, can he really recover from this change?
A person who is seriously injured and on the verge of death can recover instantly, but what if he becomes a monster?
He didn't have an answer in his mind, but he looked at Zhou Ling and thought, why not use her to test it?If she could recover, it would be great for her, and she would have a better understanding of her true nature.

Just as he was thinking about how to use Zhou Ling for experiments without telling everyone, Sun Wuwei suddenly shouted loudly, and a ray of death energy shot out, cutting Zhou Ling in half with a "bang", and blood spattered into the sky.

Zhou Ling screamed a few times, and the two halves of his body flopped in the seawater for a while, then stopped moving and slowly sank.

"She has served me wholeheartedly for a few days, and this is a little reward for her."

Sun Wuwei said slowly.

The rest of the people didn't say anything. Rather than living like this, it would be better to die.

"The ghost ship has passed and we won't encounter it a second time. It's a blessing in disguise for us."

Wu Qiong recovered from his fear, squeezed out a smile and said.

"We'd better leave as soon as possible. I still feel uncomfortable staying here. The ship may turn back at any time. The Sea of ​​Annihilation is called a restricted area. It's true."

Zhang Zhiying shook his head and said.

“It’s so hard to make some money.”

Another monk was extremely emotional and said sadly.

Wu Qiong took out two yellow talismans, pasted them on the head of the Dead Sea Ghost Crocodile again, and said, "Everyone, please get on the boat."

Sun Wuwei stared at the Dead Sea Ghost Crocodile, swallowed with difficulty, and said, "Tell me, can this thing..."

Everyone's expressions changed, knowing what he wanted to say.

In fact, Xie Huan thought of this problem when he saw Zhou Ling and the Dead Sea Ghost Crocodile.

Wu Qiong's hand shook and he said with a wry smile: "I bought this thing from the market. It's just useful. Why do you care about all these things? It just adds to your worries."

He glanced at the Dead Sea Ghost Crocodile. Although he said so, he was already determined in his heart that after using it this time, he would send this thing to heaven.

Otherwise, there will always be a shadow in my heart.

(End of this chapter)