On the West Sea, the big water reflects the sky, and it is an endless deep blue. There are waves surging in layers, and fine waves rolling up, one layer covering the other.
On the sea, six large ships lined up, riding the wind and waves.
There were more than a hundred people on the boat, and they were scattered on six large boats, each with their own position. On the big boat at the head, Haiyuan stood side by side with an old monk, followed by more than a dozen extraordinary powerful men, and the rest were some accompanying people.
Cultivators.
The old monk is not tall and somewhat thin. He is wearing a dark brown cassock and has wrinkles on his face. He looks older than Haiyuan.
This old monk is the younger brother of the Six-wheeled Buddha. His dharma name is Wucuo. In terms of strength, he is slightly weaker than the Six-wheeled Buddha. However, he has already stood on the eighth small step to reach the peak. He is a truly powerful man.
This time, everyone who rushed to the islands was roughly divided into ten groups, and Xia Mang's group was led by Haiyuan and Wucuo.
The goal of their trip is the location of Starry Sky Island.
Starry Sky Island, like Canglang Island, is located in the South China Sea and is quite far away from the west coast. However, there is no way. Everyone is divided into ten groups, and half of them must go to the South China Sea for rescue.
Lingyun Sect, who was born in Haiyuan, is on the south coast. He is naturally more inclined to go to the South China Sea. In addition, he is powerful and has Monk Wucuo accompanying him. The overall strength of the rest of the entourage is not weak, and they are considered top-notch among the ten groups of people.
, it is natural to go to the relatively distant Starry Sky Island.
Xia Mang is naturally a follower.
At this moment, he was standing on the edge of the boat, with the little black monkey lying on his shoulder. The little guy seemed to be a little "seasick" and had been drowsy and lack of energy. He used Xia Mang's shoulder as a pillow.
Standing next to him was a young man in brocade robes. He was holding a sword. His face was lifeless and cold, without any emotion.
It was Lu Nanting who actually participated in this operation and happened to be in the same team as Xia Mang, following Haiyuan and Monk Wucuo to the Starry Sky Island in the South China Sea.
"Why didn't you return to Jianlu?"
Xia Mang asked, Lu Nanting's father was eaten by monsters, and his grandfather died tragically. Logically speaking, he should return his grandfather's body to Jianlu for burial, but why did he not return to Jianlu and instead follow him to the depths of the South China Sea?
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Lu Nanting glanced at him, hugged the Lingyuan Sword tightly in his arms, and hissed: "I'm going to kill the demon!"
Xia Mang was silent. Speaking of which, Lu Nanting was indeed miserable. His father and grandfather died tragically one after another. His father was even eaten alive, and his grandfather died tragically under his father's "painted skin". He lost two close relatives in the blink of an eye. It would have been long ago for anyone else.
It collapsed.
"Slay the demon" were the last words Lu Qiushan left before his death.
Xia Mang thought of the old man wearing a green robe and carrying a sword yesterday. He had invited him to the sword house and even promised to help him choose a famous sword... This old man may be a little arrogant, but he is not a bad person by any means.
It would be a pity to die.
"Senior Lu will not die in vain." Xia Mang said.
Lu Nanting looked at Xia Mang, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Yesterday you hurt the Mountain Chuan Yao King, so I owe you a favor."
Xia Mang shook his head and said, "I'm just trying to save myself."
"Anyway, I'll keep it in mind." Lu Nanting's voice was hoarse and low, "No matter when and where in the future, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely return this favor to you!"
Xia Mang was dumbfounded, Lu Nanting was really stubborn.
"Let's draw our swords and slay the demon together!"
He patted Lu Nanting's shoulder and said that there was no deep grudge between him and Lu Nanting. Yesterday was just a dispute of temper. And with Lu Qiu Shan's intervention, the two of them had finally come to an end and would no longer care. .
To take a step back, even if Lu Nanting still harbors grudges, he may not be in the mood to embarrass Xia Mang after Lu Qiushan's death.
Lu Nanting hugged Lingyuan Sword tightly, nodded heavily, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Slay the demon!"
These were the last words left by his grandfather. He would definitely abide by his will, draw his sword and slay the monsters, even if he died, he would not regret it, even if he shed blood and slayed all the monsters in the world, he would not hesitate!
"Swear to kill the Mountain Demon King!" Lu Nanting gritted his teeth and spoke every word with overwhelming hatred.
Xia Mang was helpless. Lu Nanting was in a daze. He might only be able to "slay demons" in his future life.
At this time, several figures came towards her. Among them was a woman dressed in white, who was naturally Su Qingmeng. With her appearance and temperament, she was the absolute center of attention wherever she went, attracting everyone to chase her.
At this moment, next to Su Qingmeng, there is a young man who is following suit. He is wearing a royal blue gown. He is tall and straight, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He is quite handsome and has a good temperament. Standing in the crowd, he has a somewhat outstanding demeanor. .
The rest of the people were envious and jealous. Although they also admired the white-clothed fairy Su Qingmeng, no one dared to follow Su Qingmeng like the young man in sapphire blue. After all, Su Qingmeng was too cold and exuded a "keep away from strangers" vibe. The momentum is so intimidating that people dare not get too close.
In fact, in addition to the young man in the sapphire blue gown, there was also a young monk beside Su Qingmeng. He was wearing silk clothes and mango shoes, and was talking to Su Qingmeng with a smile on his face.
Xia Mang looked at the young monk. He felt that the monk had a calm demeanor and an extraordinary charm, which was quite Buddhist.
"He is also a monk of Prajna Temple, with the Buddhist name Yanci."
Lu Nanting also looked at the group of people and said: "In Prajna Temple, he is considered an outstanding one among the juniors. Now he has broken free from the four physical constraints and is a true four-transformation strongman."
The fourth change!
Xia Mang was shocked. This Yanci looked not much older than him, but he was already a fourth-transformation strong man. He was really powerful and could not be compared to ordinary people.
"Who is that person?" Xia Mang glanced at the young man wearing royal blue clothes.
"His name is Nan Chen, and he is a direct descendant of Nancheng."
Lu Nanting glanced at the young man in blue, his eyes even colder, "His cultivation level is comparable to mine, and he is also undergoing his second transformation...but he keeps hanging around Qingmeng, which is very annoying!"
Jianlu and Nancheng had always been at odds with each other. He and Nanchen had not dealt with each other since they were young. They had fought countless times because of Su Qingmeng, but the two were of equal cultivation and no one had taken advantage of them.
"It can be seen that he likes Su Qingmeng very much." Xia Mang chuckled.
"You don't like it?" Lu Nanting asked.
"Of course I admire the picturesque beauty." Xia Mang glanced at him and smiled: "But although the beauty is beautiful, her heart is like a piece of ice. How difficult is it to impress her? I know myself and gave up long ago. .”
"Really?" Lu Nanting was suspicious. No matter how he looked at Xia Mang, he didn't look like a person who would give up easily.
Xia Mang nodded.
At this time, a group of people came closer. Monk Yanci looked at Xia Mang, pronounced the Buddha's name, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness has completely recovered from his injuries?"
"It's no longer a problem."
Xia Mang was also looking at Monk Yanci, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Prajna Temple has been a famous temple for thousands of years. I am in the Emperor's Palace. I am illuminated by the boundless Dharma and my whole body is washed. No matter how serious the injury is, I will be healed long ago."
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This is the fourth chapter today, let’s continue writing the fifth chapter.