Chapter 825 My own people come to be the ferryman, I really don't want to do this
The young man wanted to ask clearly what was going on. From what the Patriarch meant, it was obvious that it had something to do with the current sect leader.
However, if the Patriarch says it cannot be said, it is better not to ask.
The bearded man held the storybook and flipped through it happily. Along the way, he tried his best to learn everything he needed to know, even if he hadn't yet learned it.
But he really didn't expect that the final result would be like this, nor did he expect that the process would be like this.
What’s more, I didn’t expect that the storybook that so many people have worked so hard to fight over is just a fake.
This fake is not very well made, and the material seems to be a material I have never seen before. The material is not particularly good. If it were placed outside, few people would probably regard it as a treasure.
But the problem is, this is not the world of living people.
In the world of the dead, a material that has never been seen in the world of the living appeared.
In addition, the so-called storybook, the important thing is not the book, but the content in the book.
Moreover, no one has seen it, no one has touched it, and no one knows what a real storybook looks like.
As long as the content is correct, then this book is a real storybook.
No one would doubt it, no one would worry about the material of the storybook, and no one would dare to try to damage the storybook.
Big Beard himself wouldn't doubt it. He found out what was wrong from another place.
This storybook could not be refined, and that inability to be refined, he was very sure, was the result of someone using a very special method to completely refine this storybook.
This rather superfluous place was the flaw he found, so he asked more questions.
Because of this very special refining method, people in the Taoist sect have seen that the former Lord had similar abilities.
Considering that their new sect leader, some people have always regarded him as the reincarnation of the master.
Zhao Xuezheng also explained how he got the storybook.
No need to think about it.
With something like this, how could they deceive a storybook from their new sect owner?
The most ridiculous thing in the world.
If their new sect leader hadn't tricked Zhao Xuezheng into taking this away, it would only mean that their new sect leader had a bit of a bad mind after his death.
After flipping through it, he saw that there were fixed parts and countless changing parts. The bearded man actually almost understood why the doorkeeper took the opportunity to get rid of the trouble, but still secretly hid the story book.
The part that continues to evolve later, foreknowledge, and in many cases, is a huge advantage that others cannot make up for and cannot catch up with.
The bearded man really appreciated this method.
What are the fakes? Which of the earliest methods of the human race were not imitated fakes? Only after they developed like this did things that truly belong to the human race begin to appear.
If we insist on being more serious, the only method that was completely created by the human race and is completely uncontroversial is the Yizi Jue.
He said there was nothing wrong with the storybook in Taoist hands.
In the hands of their sect master, and in his hands, aren't they all Taoist sects?
"Grandmaster, shall we go meet the new sect leader?" the young man asked from the side.
"This generation of mausoleum guardians cares about the younger generations and sent us all here in a hurry. However, I have also seen that the new sect master does not need our help at all now.
He likes to make his own way, so let him make his own way first. Let's cross the sea of suffering first and stand on the top of the mountain. When he comes, we will have a place to stay.
Let’s put up the Taoist sect’s sign first, so that we don’t have any old immortals coming back to bully our sect master.”
The bearded man glanced at the ominous people who had not yet recovered, shook his head, and was not in a hurry to do anything.
With him here, these ominous people who have not yet regained consciousness will not cause any trouble.
While he wasn't there, there were a few lawless guys inside. When they were unconscious, they might beat the sect master to death who they had not yet met.
The bearded man looked at the boundless sea of suffering, and was not in a hurry to leave. He continued to wait here.
The sea of suffering is boundless. This is the rule of heaven and earth. They cannot directly build a bridge across the sea to cross it. Only the real method of crossing the sea can cross it.
During this time, we have to wait for the disciple to recover.
Time passed little by little, and more and more people began to regain consciousness in the ominous situation.
They are already dead. If they stay in the world of the living, they will have to pay an irresistible price. But after they really come here, they belong here. With enough strength and strong enough will, they can let go of what they have lost.
, slowly recovering.
A man who was as skinny as wood and looked ominous like a corpse suddenly opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath. Two eyeballs rolled down from his empty eyes. His body seemed to have reversed time and recovered rapidly.
After a stick of incense, he had transformed into an old man with white beard and hair.
"Xu Tianyan, I have met the ancestor."
"Tianyan, you're awake, how do you feel?"
"Alright, thank you, Patriarch." Xu Tianyan said politely, waved his hand, and countless bamboo sticks flew out of the void and formed an array in front of him.
"Excuse me, Patriarch, please wait a moment."
Xu Tianyan stretched out his ten fingers, his expression condensed, and countless illusions appeared in his pupils.
"Tian Yan Jue."
After the sound fell, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and saw a bamboo stick falling into his palm.
He wrote the word "Sea of Bitterness".
He threw the bamboo sticks into the array of countless bamboo sticks again, and saw that the countless bamboo sticks began to evolve on their own.
Tianyan Jue was created by Xu Tianyan, the 49th generation Taoist preacher.
The name "Jue" means that it is a good introduction. Although this good introduction, that is to say, it is actually directed towards the "Yi Zi Jue".
For those who are truly talented, it is indeed easy to learn but difficult to master.
All the deduction methods in Taoism all start from this, take it as the root, and then branch out and divide into various other deduction methods.
From ancient times to the present, Xu Tianyan is the only one who can truly cultivate the Tianyan Jue to the level of the Tianyan Sutra.
Because this method was created by him and it completely suits him.
Can exert 120% of its power.
Xu Tianyan used Tianyan Jue and the Sea of Bitterness as the basis to start deducing, and forcibly deduced the rules about the Sea of Bitterness without a storybook.
At this time, the world of the dead has not yet fully evolved, so he dares to say it so confidently and can deduce it.
After one stick of incense, the bamboo sticks all over the sky gathered together quickly, two and two merged into one, and continued to gather, turning into a bamboo stick again, and fell into Xu Tianyan's palm.
"There are three ways to cross the sea."
Xu Tianyan held the bamboo stick in his hand, and the illusion in his eyes changed rapidly. After he finished speaking expressionlessly, the Bitter Sea Bamboo Stick in his palm suddenly shattered and dissipated.
When he came back to his senses, Xu Tianyan himself didn't remember anything.
Xu Tianyan rubbed his head, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"This world is far stronger than I thought. It is far from comparable to the general world. If it were to evolve completely, I would have to pay a huge price if I push it so hard."
"It doesn't matter, you can rest now." The bearded man turned to look at the others.
"Who wants to cross the sea of misery to save someone's fate?"
From behind the crowd, a man with a black cloth tied around his head and chains on his hands and feet came out.
The death energy on his body contained so much evil energy that it overflowed, almost turning into a strange phenomenon and breaking out of his body, but it was all restrained by chains.
"Grandmaster, let me do it."
In an instant, there was a circle around him.
Obviously, this person in the Taoist sect is a ruthless character that others do not dare to provoke.
"According to the rules of the sea of suffering, this period of luck may not be easy for you. If you make a mistake, you will have to start over again and it will be difficult to get ashore."
"This is my practice."
"Okay, you can do it if you want."
The next moment, a large ship made of countless black skulls was seen underneath the man whose head was covered with black cloth and whose hands and feet were bound.
The hull is three hundred feet long, with a ferocious dragon skull hanging on the bow and a tiger skull hanging on the stern. The hull is full of evil, resentment and death.
As the hull of the ship condensed, two balls of will-o'-the-wisps appeared in the eye sockets of each skull, as if the screams and roars of countless vengeful spirits suddenly appeared.
In the dragon skull at the bow and the tiger skull at the stern, consciousness seemed to be reviving, and vicious roars and resentments spewed out.
In mid-air, a golden dragon phantom appeared, and a snow-white eye-catching white tiger appeared.
The man with a black cloth on his head ducked his feet slightly, and the chains on his body rattled.
In an instant, the whole ship became silent.
The phantoms of the two giant beasts that appeared seemed to be bound by chains, and were forcibly torn back and submerged into the bow and stern of the ship.
"Grandmaster, please board the ship."
After a group of people boarded the ship and traveled for a while, the man at the helm suddenly said:
"We can't reach the shore."
"I have become a ferryman in the sea of suffering, but there is still something missing."
Xu Tianyan immediately started to deduce it again, but after a while, his bamboo stick suddenly broke into pieces.
"this……"
"I can't deduce that there is anything that is not in the rules but is in the rules."
"It shouldn't be. At this time, there shouldn't be something that can be deduced halfway but is incomplete."
Xu Tianyan had some doubts about life, so he ignored the backlash and continued to deduce.
This time, halfway through his deduction, not only did all the bamboo sticks shatter, but even his people rolled their eyelids and passed out, their consciousness falling into silence.
A group of people were a little dumbfounded.
The bearded hand put his hand on the storybook and fumbled with it carefully. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Come on, it seems we have to meet our new sect master.
We're afraid we've underestimated him again."
What else is there to think about? This matter is either related to Qin Yang or to the novelist.
Even if it doesn't matter, they still have to read the real story books about the sea of suffering to know what to do.
…
"It's so boring. Is there anyone here to have a fight?"
Qin Yang looked up to the sky and shouted.
After waiting for so long, why can't I meet even a ferryman from the Sea of Misery?
Are those ferrymen on the sea of suffering all stupid and unable to feel it?
The settings are all out, don’t they know that they need to find someone who knows the mark of silence to give them a stamp?
It shouldn't be. This kind of rule should be understood immediately the moment they become the ferryman of the sea of suffering. It is something like instinct, naturally instilled by heaven and earth.
Why is no one looking for him?
Even if no one comes to him, there are no more people to come to the novelist.
"Hey, don't look at it. You're looking at a hammer."
The novelist turned his back to Qin Yang and pretended to be dead without raising his head.
"If you don't think of a way, you will be in a book shortage!"
"Ah? What?"
"Let's find a way to find a ferryman from the Sea of Bitterness to solicit passengers. If no one comes to pick us up, we will float on the Sea of Bitterness until we grow old."
"Don't you know how to change it? You can't change it any more."
"That's right..."
Qin Yang immediately got into Haiyan and began to think about how to continue patching.
There is no way to go on like this. I always thought about restrictions before and secretly collected private goods. Who would have thought that the increase was so harsh that even the ferryman in the sea of suffering would not be able to see it.
Qin Yang continued to study the settings and thought hard.
Logically speaking, under normal circumstances, his silence mark would not be able to achieve the effect of silencing only the passengers and not the boatman.
Under normal circumstances, the Silent Mark should only be silent on the ferry.
To be able to have that effect is to borrow the power of the laws of heaven and earth. He is just a tool man, and the silent effect of the ferry should have nothing to do with him.
It may not even matter whether he wants to put the mark of silence himself, all he needs is this mark.
Thinking of this, Qin Yang began to turn over a piece of gold paper and left a mark of silence on it.
This should also be possible.
But in this case...
Plus the settings he added.
"Isn't this just a boat ticket?"
Qin Yang was shocked.
Open your eyes, take out the piece of gold paper, and throw it into the sea of suffering.
The gold paper slowly disappeared into the sea, and Qin Yang didn't even see how it disappeared.
Go back and continue research...
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Thousands of miles away, a awning boat sailed from the sea of suffering.
At the stern of the boat, a woman dressed in black and wearing a black veil hat was holding the boat.
The woman's movement of punting the boat paused slightly. She sensed something strange, and she felt a call.
She reached out and grabbed it in the sea of suffering, and a piece of gold paper with the mark of silence condensed out of thin air in her palm.
In an instant, she finally understood why she couldn't see the shore and couldn't cross people.
It's not that she lacks anything, but that her ferry boat lacks this mark.
After filling this mark, she can truly become a ferryman on the sea of suffering, and her ferry will be complete.
But now, she must receive someone first before this thing can belong to her.
An hour later.
The woman held a piece of gold paper with the mark of silence in her hand and appeared next to Qin Yang and the novelist's lone boat.
"Are you going to cross the sea?"
"It's us." Qin Yang was a little dumbfounded.
"This can only allow you to cross the sea alone."
Qin Yang took out another piece of gold paper with the mark of silence from his arms.
"Is it enough?"
"..." The woman was silent for a moment and nodded: "That's enough."
At this moment, the obsessed novelist came back to life.
"Ah, are you going to cross the sea?" As he spoke, the man jumped onto the awning boat, continued to find a place, and continued to be a bowman.
Qin Yang boarded the ship.
In an instant, a piece of gold paper in the woman's palm turned into nothing and merged into the awning boat.
Suddenly, the silence effect appeared, and the novelist and Qin Yang entered a state of silence together.
Qin Yang didn't take it seriously. This was set by him himself. He was still a little unable to calm down.
He really didn't want to do this.
At that time, the person who added the mark of silence can be counted as a ticket.
It is purely a convenience for myself and adds a rule that can be traded.
Who would have thought that it would end up like this.
The golden paper with the mark of silence is actually useless. It's just a piece of paper, not even a magic weapon.
His original intention was not to have such a thing as a ferry ticket.
But now, the ferry ticket is available.
Moreover, it was printed by him.
It shouldn't be, there is a loophole. It must have been when the storybook was silenced, there was a loophole.