There are seventeen icebergs in total, floating randomly on the sea.
The alcoholic lunatic stood on one of the icebergs, with a very beautiful female corpse lying at his feet. She was wearing a purple shirt and had a vertical eye between her eyebrows.
Although she died in the Sea of Abandonment many years ago, the skin on her body is still as white as fat and has not rotted.
"It's so beautiful. I, He Dehe, can actually get you. However, now that I have met you, I can't let you go."
The alcoholic lunatic seemed quite excited. With a pair of old wrinkled hands, he stretched out tremblingly and unbuttoned the female corpse's clothes, revealing a large area of delicate skin. Then, he grabbed the pendant hanging around the female corpse's neck and pulled it off.
The pendant is a small jade three-leaf flower, exuding nine circles of cyan holy light. It is extremely beautiful, like a cyan lamp shining in the darkness.
The drunk maniac pinched the three-leaf blue flower with two fingers, his eyes full of excitement, and said: "According to legend, the three-leaf nine-year-old flower, a sacred object of the Three-Eyed Ancient Clan, can make you immortal as long as you wear it. Such a treasure,
It actually exists, it’s so beautiful, the patterns are exquisite, and the energy of life is strong, how can I, a drunkard, be virtuous and capable?”
"Boom."
A wave of water tens of feet high rose up and hit the drunken maniac.
The drunk maniac spat out a mouthful of sea water. He was so frightened that he quickly put away the three-leaf nine-leaf flower. He made fists with both hands and made a defensive posture. He yelled: "Who? Who dares to snatch my three-leaf nine-year-old flower? Eh...
What it is?"
On the sea, a huge animal-shaped shadow moved quickly over and enveloped the drunkard maniac.
"Ouch."
The huge body of Long Li Holy Beast King appeared above the head of Drunken Maniac, roared loudly, stretched out a sharp giant claw, and struck down.
The powerful sound waves caused the sea surface to sink rapidly, forming a huge basin, and the water in all directions rose rapidly. It was as if a giant mouth had grown out of the sea surface to swallow up the drunkard.
"What a powerful corpse energy."
The drunk maniac's face condensed and became extremely serious. Immediately, a frightening power surged out of his old body. His body was like cast iron, his hair was like steel needles, and his whole temperament became fierce.
"Snapped!"
As soon as the soles of his feet stepped on the water, a black demonic energy suddenly surged out and turned into a demonic cloud covering the sea.
The drunk maniac clasped his hands together, and immediately, the demonic energy between heaven and earth rushed into the sky like pillars, condensing into a black demonic millstone with a diameter of dozens of miles.
The black demon millstone rotated rapidly, and the demonic energy surged into the sky, turning the entire world into a whirlpool.
"Boom."
Longli Holy Beast King suffered a blow from the black magic millstone, and thousands of scales fell off his body. His huge body was sent flying and fell into the sea.
"Ouch..."
The Holy Beast King Long Li escaped from the bottom of the sea, his roar gradually faded away, and finally disappeared completely.
This sea area has returned to calm.
"It's just a dead thing that has long lost its former majesty. It dares to snatch my three-leaf nine-year-old flower. It is overestimating its own capabilities."
The drunk man put away his evil spirit, took out a wine bottle, and poured a sip of strong wine into his mouth.
A voice sounded behind him: "The Black Demonic Millstone is the most sacred art of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect. Are you a member of the Demonic Sect?"
The drunk maniac was not surprised at all. He turned around and stared at the young man sitting on the iceberg. His voice was as hoarse as a male duck and said: "If you are proficient in the black magic millstone, you are a member of the demon sect? You are also proficient in the dragon and elephant."
Could it be that Prajna Palm is a disciple of Buddhism?"
Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to argue with the drunk maniac and put away the Ten Saints Blood Armor. His body was covered with blood-red cracks. His whole body seemed to be falling apart. The pain was so painful that his nerves were numb.
The alcoholic maniac snorted coldly: "With your cultivation, you still dare to provoke such a vicious creature. Fortunately, you have cultivated to the point where your body has become a saint. Otherwise, your body would have been destroyed."
"You think I want to provoke it, not because I am looking for the Six Saints...ahem..."
Zhang Ruochen did not continue talking, coughed twice, and coughed up holy blood from his mouth. Then he took out a Fengchun Pill, swallowed it into his mouth, and began to recover from his injuries.
But the drunk maniac's eyes widened, and he rushed over and asked eagerly: "What are the six saints? What are you looking for? Don't heal your wounds first, and then heal your wounds after you finish talking."
The wine maniac was so anxious that he jumped up and down like a monkey, because he suspected that what Zhang Ruochen said was probably the thing he was looking for. The formula of Six Saints Ascension Wine.
The wine maniac spent a lot of time and energy, consulted countless classics, and also went to the wild secret realm, always wanting to re-research the Six Saints Ascension Wine, so as to leave his name in the annals of human history.
Of course, it would be better if we could find the recipe for Six Saints Climbing Heaven Wine from the past.
Recently, the wine maniac finally found some clues about the formula of the Six Saints Climbing Heaven Wine, and the clues pointed to the Yin and Yang Sea. Therefore, he took a huge risk and came to the Yin and Yang Sea to try his luck.
Zhang Ruochen stopped talking halfway through what he said. What else could he do if he wasn't anxious about him?
Half an hour later, Zhang Ruochen recovered 90% of his injuries, all the wounds on his body were healed, and his energy became very full.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the wrinkled old face of the alcoholic madman and a pair of smiling eyes.
"Zhang Ruochen, what did you say just now that you are looking for the Six Saints?" the drunkard asked in a flattering manner.
"Nothing." Zhang Ruochen smiled.
"How could it be nothing?"
"It was just a casual comment."
Zhang Ruochen looked very indifferent, stood up, looked at the vast abandoned deep sea, and said: "Earlier, I seemed to hear you talking about the three-leaf nine-flower flower. Is it the sacred object of the legendary Three-Eyed Ancient Clan?"
"No, you heard wrong!"
The drunk maniac shook his head quickly and refused to admit it at all.
The Three-Eyed Ancient Clan is an ancient tribe that has disappeared in the long river of history. The inheritance was discontinued in the Middle Ages, and the entire ancient tribe has become extinct.
As a sacred object of the Three-Eyed Ancient Clan, the three-leaf nine-flower flower has many magical legends.
It is said that wearing the three-leaf nine-flower flower on the body can keep monks young forever and prolong their life.
Legend has it that there was a saint from the Sanye ancient tribe who lived for more than 10,000 years before he died because he was wearing a three-leaf nine-year-old flower.
You know, generally speaking, the lifespan of a human saint is 360 years. Every time you advance to a higher level, your lifespan will increase accordingly.
However, no matter how much it is increased, it is difficult for a saint to live longer than 800 years old. Even if he did, he would have taken a large amount of life-extending holy medicine.
Only people at the level of Saint Kings can live for more than a thousand years.
The life span of the great sage is at least three thousand years.
A human being can live for more than 10,000 years, and his longevity is simply more terrifying than that of a great sage.
It is precisely because of such a legend that the three-leaf nine-year-old flower is covered with a mysterious veil. Any monk who gets such a treasure will definitely be ecstatic.
Of course, those are just legends. After research and calculations, later generations of monks felt that the legends were not true and contained exaggerated elements.
Zhang Ruochen did not argue with the drunk maniac and did not continue to ask questions.
He released his mental power and returned along the original path, looking for Huang Yanchen, Ao Xinyan and others.
The drunk maniac rolled his eyes, and then he flew up and landed on the iceberg where Zhang Ruochen was. He smiled and said: "We entered the Yin and Yang Sea together, so naturally we have to go back together. I will go find it with you."
people."
Zhang Ruochen remained calm, but he was laughing secretly in his heart.
Just now, Zhang Ruochen deliberately said the words "Six Saints" in order to attract the alcoholic madman and make him follow him to find someone.
The strength of the drunkard is quite tyrannical. With him by his side, Zhang Ruochen will not be able to escape in the same embarrassment as before if he encounters the Dragon Li Holy Beast King again.
The rules of the world in the Abandoned Deep Sea are a bit weird. Zhang Ruochen's mental power can only extend to a position of a hundred miles. If it continues to extend outward, the things he sees will become more and more blurred, and finally turn into nothingness.
Not only that, Zhang Ruochen, Huang Yanchen, and Xiao Hei originally had a subtle sense that could find each other's location. At this moment, this sense also disappeared!
Returning to the sea area where Long Li Holy Beast King was first discovered, Zhang Ruochen did not find Huang Yanchen, Ao Xinyan and others. They should have left.
"It's terrible now. The Abandoned Deep Sea is so vast. If we try to find them again, we will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack." Zhang Ruochen was a little worried about their safety.
The drunkard man handed a wine bottle to Zhang Ruochen and said with a smile: "Why are you worrying so much? I have wine now and I will get drunk today. Take a sip first."
"Don't drink." Zhang Ruochen said.
The alcoholic maniac shook his head, picked up the wine bottle, and drank by himself.
"With Qing Mo's strength, even if they encounter the powerful men from the imperial court, the Immortal Vampire Clan, Jiuli Palace, and Zulong Mountain, they should be able to escape unscathed. Although Xiao Hei is greedy for treasures, he is very shrewd and rarely suffers losses."
The worries in Zhang Ruochen's heart gradually dissipated.
It's useless to worry, it's better to choose to believe in their strength.
Immediately, Zhang Ruochen took out dozens of artifacts found from the Long Li Holy Beast King's body from the space ring, placed them on the iceberg, and began to study them.
Jiufeng was lying comfortably in a low position on the iceberg, glanced at the pile of utensils, and said with a smile: "Where did you find such a large pile of scrap metal?"
"It is possible to find incredible treasures among scraps of metal."
Zhang Ruochen knelt down, picked up each item, and carefully read the words on it.
While drinking, the drunk maniac sneered and said: "There are so many treasures in the abandoned deep sea, and every piece taken out will shock the cultivation world. But you just found a lot of junk. After all, you are still too young and have limited eyesight. Do you want me to take it?
Will a treasure come out that will increase your knowledge?"
The wine maniac couldn't help it. He kept rubbing the three-leaf nine-leaf flower with his fingers, wanting to take it out and show it off in front of Zhang Ruochen. He was looking forward to it and felt that Zhang Ruochen would definitely be quite envious and jealous.
That picture must be quite exciting.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen let out a sigh and picked up a yellow-brown gourd from a pile of utensils.
It is really strange that a wooden gourd can be preserved from hundreds of thousands of years ago without any trace of decay.
"That gourd...could it be..."
When the drunk maniac saw the gourd in Zhang Ruochen's hand, his eyes lit up, he jumped up and somersaulted, stretched out his hands to pounce on it and snatch it.