Cheng Lin didn't know what kind of psychological impact his answer would have on the people on the ship.
He just told the truth.
But the three people on the boat misunderstood the meaning.
In fact, it is not wrong. After all, from the perspective of deduction, Cheng Lin is indeed an "ancient man" from ten thousand years ago.
But the "ancients" they understand refer to the ancient monks who obtained the Immortal Law of Immortality after the war in the era of cultivation.
The atmosphere became tense for a moment.
"Sir, what should I do?"
The young official asked for instructions.
The great swordsman also looked at him, waiting for him to make a decision.
As the top commander of the fleet, the middle-aged man suppressed the excitement in his heart. After thinking about it, he couldn't make up his mind. The main reason was that he lacked experience in this matter. If he was born in modern society, he would probably have no choice but to post online when encountering this situation.
Post: "How to talk to an ancient person? Wait online, it's very urgent!"
Unfortunately, there is no Internet here, so he has to make his own decisions.
"Don't act rashly."
After thinking for a while, he whispered.
Then he looked at the great swordsman and gave him a look: How is his strength compared to yours?
The great swordsman pondered for a few seconds and replied in a low voice: "It's hard to say."
oh?
The middle-aged man looked puzzled.
The great swordsman explained with some confusion: "I can only judge based on the spiritual energy fluctuations on his body. His strength should be lower than mine, and it is not difficult to win. However, he is an ancient after all, so I am not sure.
"
I see.
The middle-aged man nodded. In other words, the ancient man opposite didn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, but he still believed in the great swordsman's vision.
As for saying, were the ancients weak?
of course.
In that war, almost all the people who were lucky to survive were small fish and shrimps, and the really powerful people were all trapped inside the mountain gate. In other words, if the other party was really a strong man, why would he still survive after becoming immortal?
Stay on the island? Why don't you dare to return to the world?
It is very likely that his cultivation level is not high, so he does not dare to return, for fear that others will know that he has obtained the immortal magic, and his life will be in danger.
This set of logic is so rigorous that middle-aged people admire their own logical reasoning ability.
Although, this set of "reasoning" is more like imagination...
And it’s still the kind of thing that’s been patched up...
"Ahem, who are you?"
The middle-aged man felt confident, and his tone became a bit tougher. He put his hands behind his back and extended his hands, and asked questions with an awe-inspiring attitude.
Cheng Lin first saw the other party muttering, and then heard the question again. He didn't bother to respond and asked: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man looked proud: "We are the special envoys of the Qin Empire, and I am the chief alchemist of the empire, Yu Fu!"
Yu Fu?
The alchemist of Great Qin?
They are probably equivalent to the monks in the Age of Dharma Ending, but both in terms of strength and skill, they are much worse than the monks in the Age of Cultivation.
This "Qin" should not be the Qin in the history that Cheng Lin had studied.
Cheng Lin guessed that this should be a translation problem. The empire on this continent today may be similar to the "Qin Empire" he knew, so when translating, it was automatically translated as Qin.
In other words, this Qin is not that Qin.
"Da Qin? Never heard of it. Then why are you here?" Cheng Lin asked again.
Yu Fu did not answer this time.
He just asked Cheng Lin's origin again: "I wonder which sect you are from?"
Yu Fu's words contained a hidden trap, mainly a test. He thought to himself that if the other party was really an ancient person and had never left hundreds of years ago, he must not know about the changes in the mainland, and perhaps he also didn't know that the sect is almost unknown nowadays.
has disappeared.
Cheng Lin was asked several times and thought it would be inappropriate not to answer.
So he said honestly: "My sect...the Ninth Academy of Spirituality under the Special Incident Handling Department."
Yu Fu, great swordsman, young official: "?"
The three of them looked at each other.
Is there such a sect?
Why does it sound so strange?
But it was impossible to say for sure, after all, the era of cultivation was quite far away from this time, and history was also shattered into pieces, so for a while a few people were a little surprised and confused.
"When I go back, I must check the ancient books to find out where this college came from."
Having made up his mind, Yu Fu suddenly smiled and said: "Haha, it turns out he is a fellow member of the Ninth Academy. I have long admired the name of your sect. I, the Emperor of Great Qin, have always been on good terms with your sect, but I never thought that in this sea area
It’s really interesting that we can meet the monks from the Ninth Academy within the ship. How about we invite you to come on board and have a chat?”
What Yu Fu said was calm and without any pretense, as if he was telling the truth.
After hearing this, Cheng Lin just wanted to laugh.
I thought your acting skills were good. Did you come from Beijing Film Academy or China National Theater Company?
Did you even act with me?
Have you admired the famous name of the Ninth Academy for a long time? Your emperor is still on good terms with our academy?
Are you kidding me?
Cheng Lin instantly realized that this Yu Fu was just telling lies. He was probably trying to trick him into boarding the ship, but the acting was really like that. If it wasn't Cheng Lin, but a real monk from a hundred years ago, maybe he would have
I was really frightened by him.
Cheng Lin sneered.
When Yu Fu on the boat saw his expression, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, knowing that his performance was still flawed.
The atmosphere between the two parties suddenly condensed.
Murderous intent looms.
The atmosphere solidified.
Thoughts flashed in Yu Fu's mind, and he was undecided about what to do next.
suddenly.
A crew member who was pulling the bow was probably too nervous. His hand shook, and with a "buzz~" sound, an arrow suddenly shot out through the fog!
The incident happened suddenly, and the arrow's accuracy was somewhat off.
"puff!"
The shot did not hit Cheng Lin, but it hit the beach two meters in front of him. It was half-submerged in an instant, leaving only a white arrow feather exposed.
The atmosphere was stagnant.
When Yu Fu saw it, his expression changed. He wanted to strike first to gain the upper hand, so he decisively looked at the great swordsman and said, "Capture him!"
The great swordsman heard this and nodded imperceptibly.
Then, the white clothes fluttered, and the whole person painted a phantom, jumped off the keel ship, the sword in his arms suddenly unfolded, the scabbard slipped, and a palm-width bronze sword was unsheathed, making a whining and humming sound!
The great sword master is in mid-air, his sword has been unsheathed, and his whole body is releasing rich spiritual energy fluctuations, and his murderous aura is boiling!
Cheng Lin stood on the shore and his eyes suddenly shrank when he witnessed this scene.
Fourth grade!
Fourth grade monk!
Cheng Lin has seen a lot now. At this moment, it is easy to judge the cultivation level of this swordsman in white through comparison!
"The spiritual energy fluctuations are much worse than those of Shen Shanjing, just like Huang Yin, but the murderous aura is even stronger!"
"It shouldn't be at the peak of the fourth rank, probably at the second or third level!"
Seeing this, Cheng Lin decisively retreated.
He is currently only at level 2 and level 3, and there is no way he can beat him against level 4.
Although he can't die even if he is killed in the deduction, he is not a masochist. Who wants to be killed if nothing happens?
However, Cheng Lin was not ready to run away. While retreating, he raised his right hand and opened it towards the great swordsman in mid-air.
The great swordsman in the sky was in high spirits.
Is this ancient man Xindao trying to use some kind of palm technique?
Or is it a Taoist palm thunder spell?
He was secretly on guard, but what popped out from Cheng Lin's palm was far beyond his expectation!
"go!"
Cheng Lin shouted low, the initial space expanded, and the five-core puppet that was a former member of the Knights of Glory suddenly jumped out!
The silver-white gorgeous armor exudes dazzling light in the sun.
The complex patterns on the surface of a lance light up one after another.
The power core turns on the energy supply!
The spiritual energy wrapped around the lance, creating a coiled white air current, and the nuclear-free puppet shot into the sky, stabbing at the great swordsman of the Qin Dynasty!
"boom!"
In the blink of an eye, the two people were seen colliding together. The great swordsman's sword energy was flowing freely, the nuclear-free puppet's lance was shaking, and the two collided firmly.
After a while, the puppet fell down and landed on the beach.
However, the great swordsman seemed to have been hit hard and was knocked back by the huge force. He staggered a few steps and fell back onto the boat again!
Everyone was shocked.
Yu Fu clung to the side of the ship with both hands, staring at the mysterious warrior who suddenly appeared with his eyes wide open.
I saw that the opponent was covered in armor, with no skin exposed, and two red lights in his eyes that were frightening, cold, and terrifying.
"What is this?"
"Why is there someone else?"
"Where did this warrior come from?"
The Qin crew were horrified.
After the great swordsman stabilized his figure, he burst out with strong fighting spirit.
"Come again!"
He shouted loudly, his sword energy lingered, and he jumped down again to fight with the five-core puppet.
Boom boom boom...
On the beach, spiritual energy rioted.
On one side is the fourth-grade great swordsman of Qin.
On one side is the five-core puppet.
Everyone on the boat watched the battle nervously, holding their breath and not daring to say a word.
Cheng Lin, however, just stood a little further away, holding the central crystal ball in his hand, squinting his eyes and watching the battle with a relaxed expression.
He didn't even control the puppet. He relied on the huge combat database stored in the center and the combat chip embedded in the puppet itself to be able to deal with the great swordsman.
The great swordsman of the Qin State is indeed strong, but after all, his cultivation level is only the fourth level, and it is not the peak of the fourth level.
The five-core puppet is slightly inferior to the fifth-grade monk. It uses the method of exchanging injuries for injuries. With the battle chip crystallized by human wisdom, the great sword master gradually switches from offense to defense, then retreats, and then loses.
!
"boom!"
The five-core puppet shot the great swordsman away, and the great swordsman took the opportunity to escape back to the ship. As soon as he landed on the deck, he spit out a pool of blood with a puff!
"Great Swordsman!"
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Pharmacist! Pharmacist, come quickly!"
The deck suddenly became a mess.
Yu Fu was even more panicked. You must know that the great swordsman is the top swordsman in the entire empire. His cultivation is unfathomable, but he didn't expect that he was no match for the mysterious warrior?
How can this be?
"It doesn't matter, I can't die!"
After the great swordsman vomited out a mouthful of blood, he felt much relieved, shook his head, and dismissed everyone.
Looking at the five-core puppet with some panic, he suddenly pulled off his blood-stained white clothes, clasped his hands into fists, and said boldly: "Your spear skills are the only ones I have seen in my life, and you are not as good as someone! I am willing to be inferior! I dare to ask, who did you learn from?"
The puppet looked at him and didn't move.
At this time, Cheng Lin saw that the battle had been decided, so he walked over with a smile, waved his hand, controlled the puppet to return, followed him, and stood with his hands down.
With this appearance, in the eyes of everyone on the ship, it seemed as if this mysterious warrior was the bodyguard of this half-grown boy.
For a moment, Yu Fu's eyes changed again when he looked at Cheng Lin.
I thought to myself that this person does not seem to have very high cultivation, but he has such a powerful guard. What is the origin?
Or should we say that cultivators in ancient times had such weird methods?
Cheng Lin ignored the thoughts of Yu Fu and others.
He just smiled and said: "I won't get on the boat, but you guys, if you have something to do, why not get off the boat and tell me, well, I think we should be able to sit down and talk now." .m.