Daoying

Chapter 589 Afternoon Tea
"I don't know. Can this teleportation formation be used in the reverse direction?"

Duan Tianya looked thoughtful.

However, Xie Huan never plays by the rules. All kinds of unexpected actions seem normal to him.

He didn't care about Xie Huan's affairs, his eyes swept in all directions and became sharp.

Every human cultivator examined their current situation and looked at the ever-increasing number of sea cultivators. They all took a deep breath and entered a tense state of preparation for battle.

"The island owner is not here?"

Lu Ran glanced at the hundreds of human beings. Although most of them were powerful, none of them could take charge.

"After afternoon tea, the island owner will take a short rest."

Duan Tianya replied.

"..."

Lu Ran even wanted to kill him.

She had been extremely calm when she was isolated and surrounded by the sea creatures, but now she became extremely confused.

What made her most confused was not that the owner of the Holy Island did not come, but that Xie Huan left...

Took away that part of the dark remains.

This was a real miscalculation and it caused me big trouble!

Lu Ran felt a little dazed and confused.

She, who had been secretly planning and controlling everything, suddenly felt that the situation had gone seriously out of control and was rapidly sliding in a direction she could not predict.

Alas! If I had known this would happen, I would have regretted not listening to Shen Xin Yunli and killing Xie Huan first!

Lu Ran felt annoyed.

"They are human monks! Kill! Kill all of them!"

A powerful voice broke the brief silence.

Under the command, the sea creatures from all directions once again attacked the crowd with deafening roars.

"What is the situation now? How to deal with it?"

Duan Tianya hurriedly sent a message to Lu Ran and others to ask.

But no one responded.

Lu Ran and the others were cursing in their hearts, so who would care about them?

Duan Tianya and others also felt aggrieved and their scalps were tingling.

They were quickly summoned and told to come and reinforce Xie Huan, but they didn't think much about it. Who knew that as soon as they arrived, Xie Huan went back.

Moreover, this densely packed sea clan warriors... I'm afraid even if we move the entire Holy Island here, we may not be able to stop them.

Isn't this just sending them to their deaths?
"Defend it! Set up the formation and defend it!"

Duan Tianya shouted, "Hold on as long as you can!"

He had no other choice. What else could he do except to endure it? He couldn't just surrender, right?

……

Holy Island.

It is vast and ethereal, with fairy mist lingering.

It is a leisurely afternoon in a quiet courtyard.

Exquisite delicacies are placed on the quaint stone table. On the right is a three-layer crystal shelf, each layer is filled with different spiritual fruits and can be rotated. In the middle are several exquisite food boxes arranged in a square. There are nine kinds of pastries, cut into various shapes, arranged in order. On the left is a small purple clay teapot, which has a warm color and exudes a faint spiritual aura.

The old man, wearing a white robe, leaned back in a recliner. He elegantly put a piece of cake into his mouth, savoring it carefully, with a smile on his face.

"Island Master, aren't you worried about the situation over there?"

Mr. Jian stood aside, his hands hanging down, and asked calmly.

"What's the use of worrying?"

The old man was eating by himself, glanced at him and asked, "Would you like some more?"

"Need not."

Mr. Jian refused and asked, "Didn't you say that Xie Huan is an anomaly who will stir up the fate of this era and even open up unexpected opportunities? Aren't you afraid that he will die over there?"

"Xie Huan won't die so easily." The old man picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said comfortably: "If he is dead, it proves that he is not an anomaly and is not worth paying attention to."

Mr. Jian frowned slightly and stopped talking.

"Jian Chun, human efforts are important, but in many cases we still have to consider the course of history. Xie Huan's fate is very peculiar, and he is also connected to the luck of the other end of the Taixu Ancient Forbidden Zone. I vaguely feel that even if I die, he will not die."

"The island owner is joking."

"No joke at all."

"Uh... Could it be that the other side of the Taixu Ancient Forbidden Zone is the legendary giant land?"

"Yes, it's called Qingyun Continent."

"Then how did he take over another body and be reborn in Yuanyanghai?"

"I don't know either. Even he himself may not know. Regardless, it is a good thing that such a number one figure has appeared. Otherwise, everything in this world would be calculated, and it would be boring."

"Although the island owner said so, I really can't think of how he could survive. What the island owner said is all illusion, and the real world is real and cruel."

Mr. Jian said with obvious disbelief.

"hehe."

The old man chuckled and didn't explain any more.

Suddenly, the two of them looked up at the sky together. A huge vibration sound was heard, followed by a loud shout that spread throughout the island: "Who is it? How dare you trespass into the Holy Island? You really don't know your place!"

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly.

Mr. Jian was surprised and said, "We just teleported Tianya and the others away, and the island protection formation hasn't been activated yet, and someone actually broke in?"

A beam of light rolled in the sky and fell towards the courtyard like a meteor. A large number of lights flew up in the distance and locked onto the meteor.

"This, this is..."

Mr. Jian's pupils dilated and he looked incredulous.

The old man was so shocked that he opened his mouth with half a piece of cake in his mouth, and he forgot to swallow it.

The meteor arrived in an instant and landed in front of them. A powerful lightning field suddenly dissipated, and then peace returned to normal.

The two looked at each other.

The cake in the old man's mouth fell to the ground.

"So you really are having afternoon tea."

Xie Huan glanced at the stone table, then glanced at Mr. Jian who was petrified on the spot, walked up to him without any hesitation, picked up a few pieces, stuffed them into his mouth, and started eating.

"Gulu."

The old man swallowed hard: "You, why are you back?"

"I can't come back?"

"no……"

"That's it."

"..."

The old man calmed down and said slowly, "You came back through Bohang's teleportation formation."

"You didn't go. I felt it was unreliable, so I came back."

Xie Huan sat opposite the old man, crossed his legs, picked up the teacup and drank from it himself, squinted his eyes and looked at the boundless sky, letting the sunshine shine on his body and enjoying the afternoon time to the fullest.

Those strong men who were targeting Xie Huan came one after another, but were all waved away by Mr. Jian.

"What's going on over there?"

The old man placed several exquisite food boxes in front of Xie Huan and spoke casually.

"Nothing happened. We were just surrounded by the sea tribe army. I saw that you sent Duan Tianya, Li Zhan and others. If nothing unexpected happened, all of them met with an accident."

Xie Huan said casually.

"So miserable?"

The old man also had no expression, as if it had nothing to do with him, and asked again: "What about Pan? Didn't they say that Gu Ming and Ling Bo tribe were going to rebel?"

(End of this chapter)