Chapter 139 The monks of the peaceful courtyard in the sea
The demon sect's body surged out on the sea far away from this island.
He sat down among the looming rocks in the sea, with only half of his body exposed above the water.
His throat made a continuous sound that was almost like a roar. As he made such sounds, the seawater around his body seemed to boil, and white foam and sticky things continued to pour out, just like him.
Deep in the sea below, someone was pouring out the stinky lees.
The sea water continued to wash over his body, and the surface of his body's skin slowly melted, revealing the terrifying scarlet muscles, and then regenerated new skin, and the process started again and again.
A large number of sea fish were poisoned to death and floated on the sea surface.
After a while, the dead objects floating on the entire sea surface were colorful. From a high altitude, looking down, they looked like a huge ribbon floating on the sea surface.
Mo Zong frowned deeply. He did not feel angry or disappointed, but just felt lucky.
This poison was completely beyond his cognition. It not only eluded his perception, but when it invaded his body, it even directly began to melt his flesh, blood and meridians.
If there is no destiny blood box, if he is not a practitioner of the Guangming Holy Sect and does not understand the bright blood exchange technique, if his cultivation level is not so high, if in the battle between him and the Empress Dowager of the Southern Dynasty, Wu Guzhi did not
Appeared, he didn't realize any new methods from Wu Guzhi's magic... These are just one of the missing points. He would not be able to withstand such a poison today, and he would probably die directly from this unknown pair.
In the hands of a middle-aged couple.
It would be simply unimaginable for a person with his level of cultivation to die at the hands of a practitioner who was a level below him.
However, this kind of pursuit itself has a certain gambling quality, and he has long had a premonition that these so-called descendants of Emperor You have some unique methods.
If you're not lucky, he's already dead.
But he is still alive.
His luck is indeed not bad.
He felt that he was the one who was truly destined, and he could definitely overturn the chessboard and find out the person who finally controlled it.
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Outside the Bohai Bay, further away from the land, and in the sea where all the fishing boats of the Southern Dynasty and Northern Wei Dynasty could not reach, there was a very strange boat floating at this time.
The ship resembles the shape of a lotus leaf. Not only is the side of the ship curved, but the cabin is not deep. It seems that even a heavy rain can easily fill the cabin with water and sink the ship.
The material of this ship is also very unique. It is not gold or wood, but looks like a whole shell. However, this ship can accommodate more than ten people. Such a huge shell seems to have never been recorded in the history books.
The interior of the cabin is silvery white, but the hull outside is mottled, covered with algae and adsorbed with various shellfish, and the original color cannot be seen.
This strange ship had no sails or oars. There was only a yellow umbrella cover in the middle of the hull. There was a thick fish skin under the umbrella cover, and two people stood on the fish skin.
The ship was drifting with the current, and there were only two people on board.
Among the two people, there was a young man wearing a green shirt, dressed as a Taoist, while the other one was a monk in white robes.
The young man in the green shirt is said to be a young man because not only his face, but also his eyes and the way he looks into the distance make him look very young. This kind of aura cannot be faked.
The white-robed monk has a jade-like face and looks very young, but his eyes are gentle and his aura only gives people the impression that he just looks young.
Even if you are not a practitioner, when you see this young-looking monk, you will definitely think that he is an eminent monk with good looks, but not that he is really very young.
"Even Ou Sheng and Hu Buye's breath has died...Song Yanbo's breath has also died. They must be dead...Yu Xianyin and Lan Gu's breath has also died, but it seems that they only died of their own initiative."
The young man dressed as a Taoist looked worriedly into the distance and said: "In addition to He Badu and the others before... Third uncle, should we go ashore to take a look."
"The sky has changed greatly."
The monk in white robes shook his head and said: "The more drastic changes there are, the more it means that your father's previous arrangements were correct. The more you have to obey his arrangements, if you don't cultivate to the wonderful true state, you will
You can't even go ashore. And if you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you... Although your escape speed is very fast, with your current cultivation level, it may not be the fastest on land, but on the sea, you plus me will be the fastest.
No one can catch up."
The young Taoist in green robe lowered his head. He listened to the white-robed monk's words and did not argue any more, but the uneasy feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.
As those people die, the vitality he can rely on becomes less and less... If all those people die, it will be impossible for him to practice to the wonderful true realm, and then he will really be exiled on the sea.
A lifetime?
So even if you can live, what's the point?
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In the Southern Dynasties.
As the weather gets colder, a thin layer of ice has formed on the surrounding lake water in the tranquil courtyard in the middle of the lake where the Empress Dowager of the Southern Dynasties had previously been isolated.
Looking at the ice flakes on the water, my heart becomes colder and colder.
Emperor Xiao Yan of the Southern Dynasties stared blankly at the ice flakes on the water. He was just in a daze.
During these days, he didn't think about what he was going to do.
Even the most lazy people in the streets of the Southern Dynasty have to use more brains than him.
Because those people always think that it is best to have some drinks and eat some good food.
But he really didn’t think about anything, or he deliberately didn’t think about anything, or even thought about something and forced himself to forget it immediately.
Just then, he heard the sound of sweeping the floor.
He imprisoned himself in the Jingyuan in the middle of the lake, and his ministers were not allowed to see him. After many days, except for three meals a day, those ministers who wanted to see him came less and less.
As for cleaning the courtyard, it only comes once every three or four days.
On weekdays, the people who clean the courtyard are some maids, many of whom were the maids who served him in the palace before.
But the person cleaning today is an old monk.
Xiao Yan looked at the old monk with dull eyes.
This old monk has many patches on his robes.
This old monk is not even a practitioner. His hands and feet are very clumsy. Coupled with the cold weather and heavy clothing, it is difficult for this old monk to even swing a broom.
Xiao Yan looked at this old monk for a long time, and then slowly remembered that he knew this old monk.
This old monk was once the great monk of Qixia Temple, but after he became the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, he disliked the old monk's dullness and the fact that he was a monk from the previous dynasty, so he transferred a new great monk to him.
He didn't know how the old monk was later arranged in the monastery, nor did he care about it.
Just like when old dynasties change and new dynasties change, he will not care about many old officials in the previous dynasty who he thinks are of little use.
How could such an old monk sweep the floor here today? (To be continued)