In the early morning of this day, the storm last night had just passed, and the sea was calm. The merchant ship was sailing with the wind on the endless sea, and the sails were blowing. Several crew members were doing nothing and sunbathing on the deck.
Hong Xiulian came to Hong Yingtong's side at the bow of the ship and whispered, "Brother, that senior hasn't been out for a few days?"
Hong Yingtong whispered back, "No, we didn't even allow him to deliver food. To be honest, I don't even know if he's still in there."
"Who do you think is better, him or the master?" Hong Xiulian asked curiously.
Although there are both monks and mortals in Haiying City, they are people from two worlds after all. Apart from the mortals who provide services to the monks, the two sides rarely have contact. Although Hong Xiulian lives in Haiying City, she rarely contacts other monks in the city.
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"Then how do I know? But considering his young age, he shouldn't be as powerful as Senior Mo." Hong Yingtong thought for a while and whispered.
Although they were far apart, they still spoke in a low voice subconsciously, fearing that Ning Chen would hear the discussion. However, Ning Chen was practicing at this time and was too lazy to listen to them.
"That's true, but if you can go to sea to practice and walk on water, you must be in the middle stage of Qi refining." Hong Xiulian's eyes flashed and she said with envy.
"Don't be envious. Being a monk is not that easy. It's very dangerous if you don't reach the level of Senior Mo. Haven't you heard the stories he told you?" Hong Yingtong comforted him.
Hong Xiulian nodded, but she still felt disappointed.
Riding on the waves and wielding swords in the sky, this dream has been passed down for thousands of years even on the earth without immortals, let alone Bilan Continent where monks are flying all over the sky. The most popular stories here are all about monks.
Who among the young people does not have the dream of cultivating and becoming an immortal? It’s just that most people will gradually accept their fate as they grow older.
Hong Xiulian's sadness was aroused, and the two were silent for a while.
"Haha, I'm so lucky to have a little beauty!"
At this moment, a loud sound resounded through the merchant ship. Everyone felt like thunder in their ears, and they swayed for a moment and almost fell down.
"Monk!" Hong Yingtong was shocked. He looked up and saw two monks walking on the water from the left front of the merchant ship. In a few breaths, they reached a place less than a few dozen feet away.
Just as Hong Yingtong subconsciously protected his little sister behind him, the two monks had already arrived on the boat. When the bearded man on the left saw Hong Xiulian, he couldn't help but look happy and reached out to grab her.
While taking action, he said to the white-faced and beardless monk beside him, "Brother Zhang, how about this young boy let Li drink soup?"
The white-faced monk shook his head and chuckled, "It's up to you."
Hong Xiulian only felt a force of energy locking herself, and she was involuntarily dragged out by the opponent, approaching the bearded man. She was extremely panicked. The energy and blood she had trained hard for three years exploded with all her strength, and she broke free from the opponent's grasp for a moment.
suppress.
"Huh?" The white-faced monk suddenly let out a light sigh. With a movement of his eyes, he raised his hand to interrupt the bearded man's spellcasting, but he grabbed Hong Xiulian himself. "Brother Li, please forgive me. This young boy has been of some help to Zhang. Please give me some love."
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Immediately afterwards, Hong Xiulian felt a more powerful aura restraining herself, and her whole body was no longer in control of herself. It was as if she was being held by a big hand and dragged towards the white-faced monk.
At this moment, a talisman suddenly turned to ashes above the merchant ship, and a powerful energy burst out. The bearded man and the white-faced monk hurriedly looked at it, and saw a shining talisman taking shape in an instant. In the blink of an eye,
It turned into a two-foot flying sword composed entirely of spiritual energy. The tip of the sword was pointed at the two of them, exuding the aura of a mysterious-level flying sword.
"What!" the bearded man exclaimed, not caring about the white-faced monk beside him, and immediately turned around and ran away.
"Senior, spare your life!" The white-faced monk also shouted wildly, dispersed his spell, and flew out of the boat to escape.
However, a weapon evil talisman was not something that two monks at the sixth level of Qi Refining could compete with. The flying swords shot out quickly and circled around the necks of the two people. Hong Xiulian saw that the two people had just left the merchant ship.
A few meters away, the head on his neck rolled down his neck and fell into the sea together with his body, causing four splashes of water.
The flying sword in the sky then entered the sea. After a few breaths, it was wrapped in two magic treasure bags and shot out of the sea and flew into the cabin. Then Ning Chen's faint voice came from the cabin, "It's okay, let's continue sailing."
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He flipped through the magic treasure bag and confirmed that it was undoubtedly two poor men. There were more than a dozen spiritual stones and seven or eight bundles of seaweed, all worthless goods. The only technique was a tonic technique of the white-faced monk.
It can only be refined to the seventh level of Qi refining, which is extremely inferior and has no reference value for Ning Chen.
Thinking of Hong Xiulian's fleeting anger just now, Ning Chen touched his chin, got out of bed and walked out of the cabin.
When I came to the deck, I saw that Hong Yingtong had just finished giving orders to the crew members and was helping Hong Xiulian to go to the cabin to rest. Then he saw Ning Chen walking out.
"Senior! Thank you very much for your help, senior!" Hong Yingtong hurriedly bowed to express his thanks. Hong Xiulian had just been frightened a lot and was a little weak due to two outbursts, but she also hurriedly bowed and saluted.
"It doesn't matter." Ning Chen shook his head, reached out and put his hand on Hong Xiulian's wrist, and a stream of Sanqing Qi penetrated into it.
"Thank you, senior, I'm much better." After feeling a warm breath circulating in her body for a long time, Hong Xiulian felt that the fatigue and weakness in her body gradually dissipated.
Ning Chen pulled his hand and looked at Hong Xiulian with some sympathy. He had just helped Hong Xiulian recover, and by the way, he had explored her body and figured out why she had aroused the interest of the white-faced monk.
There is a strange power hidden in her body. It seems to come from the mother's body. It is not strong. It has some potential, but it is hidden in the body. It is difficult to detect without paying attention. Moreover, Ning Chen's true energy penetrates into it, and this breath has some influence on him.
Stimulating effect.
Perhaps because it is innate in the mother's body, this power is strange and pure. It moves with the blood and is easier to be stimulated and absorbed.
To put it simply, Hong Xiulian is a good cauldron for monks in the Qi refining stage who are good at collecting supplements!
Ning Chen heard Hong Yingtong tell him about the Hong family's affairs on the first day. Unexpectedly, the head of the Hong family had to choose the right and the wrong and found a monk with ulterior motives to move into the Hong family.
With Hong Xiulian's physique, if the other party has stabilized the cultivation of the seventh level of Qi refining before taking supplements, he may be able to directly cross the two realms and reach the ninth level of Qi refining.
Of course, don't even think about Ning Yuan. The power quality in Hong Xiulian's body has not yet reached this level.
"Senior, I, do I have any problem?" Hong Xiulian asked weakly after Ning Chen felt guilty for a while, not showing any of her high spirits from the first day.
"There is nothing wrong with you, but there may be something wrong with your master." Ning Chen said calmly.