"Yeah." Kong Hou nodded and placed the rest of the fish. Seeing that the distance between the fish was too dense, she moved to the side again.
"Why are you looking for dragons?" Uncle Xianyu put another basket of fish at Konghou's feet and motioned her to continue, "Take dragon pills to make demons, or dragon tendons to make magic instruments?"
Continuing to pick up the fish pendulum, Konghou said: "If there is a dragon, it is a rare animal. Who would be willing to get a pill for cramps? I just want to get two drops of dragon blood, and I don't want to hurt it."
Uncle Xianyu turned his head and glanced at Huan Zong who was walking towards him, expressionless: "Oh."
Huan Zong saw that Uncle Xianyu was deliberately embarrassing Konghou, and he bent down to help Konghou dry the stinky dried salted fish together. The pungent odor made his face a little unsightly. Appears to be a little tied up.
"Uncle, do you live in this town?" Konghou continued to ask.
"Who will buy my salted fish in such a poor and broken place? I just happened to dock the boat here, so I went ashore to see if there is any cheap fish, and then resell it. Take advantage of it." Uncle Xianyu patted the ashes on his body, very reckless.
Konghou: "…"
Are these three words scolding her
The living conditions in the world of self-cultivation are different from those in the world of mortals. Even a small fishing village with bitter cold is not lacking in salt. In order to prevent the fish from going bad, the village women put a lot of salt on the fish. The half-dried fish is mixed with salt, which is very sticky. Konghou knew that Huan Zong always liked to be clean, so he bumped him with his elbow, "These dried fish are very dirty, I'll just come dry with Uncle Salted Fish."
"It's okay, I work with you, nothing is dirty." Huan Zong smiled at Konghou.
Uncle Salted Fish: "..."
These two young people may not have a good mind. Since they are monks, why don't they put the dried fish on it? However, seeing the two people's affectionate expressions, Uncle Xianyu's eyes dimmed slightly, and he did not deliberately make things difficult for them.
"Uncle Zhongxi!" A Liuguang Sect disciple who stayed in the city to deal with affairs rushed out in a hurry. Seeing that Huan Sect and the others had not left, he breathed a sigh of relief and jumped off the flying sword. When he saw what Huan Zong was doing, he was a little dazed: "Master, Master Uncle?"
"What's the matter?" Huan Zong placed the last few fishes in the basket, his voice was neither hurried nor slow, this elegant appearance did not seem to be drying fish, but rather like drawing runes.
"We discovered this when we were liquidating the assets of the Golden Dragon." The Liuguang Sect disciple brought a thumb-sized porcelain vase in front of Huan Sect.
The small porcelain bottle was very inconspicuous, and it was still stained with stains that had been accumulated for a long time, but what surprised Huan Zong and Konghou was that there was a faint dragon energy on it.
"This is... dragon's blood?" Kong Hou's heart beat faster, staring at the porcelain bottle without blinking.
"It's useless." Uncle Xianyu glanced at the porcelain bottle. "This kind of bottle can't lock the spiritual energy at all. After so many years, the dragon's blood has long dried up."
Konghou took the porcelain bottle and carefully opened the lid, his heart felt like an ice cave. The uncle who sells salted fish is right, these dragon blood has dried up and is pitch black like dirty sludge.
But... What if it can be used
Konghou still put the bottle away.
Noticing her action, Uncle Xianyu asked, "Your disciples of the Glazed Light Sect have been looking for dragon blood by the sea for so long, but have they never been here?"
The disciples of the Glazed Light Sect did not know who Uncle Xianyu was, but the other party dressed casually and looked like an ordinary fisherman. He bowed and said, "Let's laugh at you, all of us disciples have magic tools that can detect dragon energy, and most of the time we are at sea. The fishermen who inquired are also famous seagoers. This place is barren and covers a small area. Big, so even if we pass by, we come and go in a hurry, we have never entered the city, it is indeed our negligence."
Uncle Xianyu patted the dust on his body: "How are you big sect disciples so prudent in talking and doing things, little girl, I can accompany you to go to sea, but the price of my going to sea is very high, can you afford it?"
"Give, give." Konghou nodded again and again. According to the rules of words, people who act differently from ordinary people always have some special skills, so she has an inexplicable trust in Uncle Xianyu.
"That's ok, let's go." Uncle Xianyu wiped his hands stained with salt and frost on his coat, raised his feet and walked towards the beach.
Lin Hu was a little hesitant, looked at Huan Zong and said, "Young Master..."
Huan Zong raised his hand to stop Lin Hu's following words: "Go."
Konghou took Huan Zong's arm and whispered: "Senior Lin, don't worry, the three of us are together, even if the other party really has bad intentions, we still have time to escape."
Lin Hu laughed, and what he said was correct. The two Great Perfection cultivators in the distraction period, he was the Yuanying Great Perfection cultivator. This kind of cultivation has traveled almost all over the cultivation world, and there is no need to worry about his life. However, Miss Konghou can't think of something promising, and she is satisfied if she can escape
When he got to the beach, Konghou looked at the old-looking fishing boat on the sea: "Uncle, I heard that the sea is windy and rough, can your boat stop it?"
"I can't stop it, isn't there still you?" Uncle Xianyu untied the rope of the boat, threw the anchor on the boat, and jumped on the boat: "Come up. The sea is boundless, rely on your cultivators' flying skills. You will miss out on a lot of interesting things.”
The three got on the boat. The boat was not big or small. It was bigger and stronger than the fishing boats on rivers and lakes. Seeing the dried bacon hanging in the boat, as well as rice noodles and vegetables that can be stored for a long time, Konghou took out a few futons from the storage ring and sat down on the deck, the sea breeze blew her hair everywhere, "Uncle, you don't have storage. Bags, why put these things on the boat?"
"To live is to enjoy life slowly." The sails on the boat were blown by the wind, and Uncle Xianyu said without turning his head, "You are used to the way of life of monks, how can you experience the fun of ordinary people? ?"
Konghou was thoughtful, got up and walked to Uncle Xianyu's side, and smiled at him: "Uncle, do you know a little secret that others don't know?"
Uncle Xianyu rolled his eyes at her: "Little girl, have you read the script in private?"
Kong Hou's eyes lit up: "Yes, uncle, you are really predictable."
Uncle Xianyu turned his head expressionlessly: "It's not that I predict things like God, but normal people's brains are not as strange as yours."
Konghou: "…"
The fishing boat sailed with the wind, and soon became farther and farther from the coast, and gradually no land could be seen, only a dark blue, boundless.
Uncle Salted Fish found a pot and put it on the stove to stew the bacon. When Konghou saw that he secretly took out a tank of water from the storage bag, he turned his head and pretended not to see it. Just now this uncle said that there is no need for a storage bag, and to understand the life of ordinary people, how can she dismantle the platform.
Just when the bacon was about to be cooked, the hull suddenly began to sway, and the surrounding sea water formed a powerful vortex, and the ship was about to be sucked into it.
Huan Zong used a magic technique to make the whole ship rise into the air, leaving the powerful suction.
"What is this?!" Konghou looked at the huge and ugly fish under the sea. The fish had three eyes and the scales on his body were uneven, like rotting flesh. Kong Hou gasped, she had never seen such an ugly fish.
"This is a sea monster." Uncle Xianyu turned to look at Konghou, "Congratulations, you have encountered a sea monster that is rare in a century."
As soon as he finished speaking, the movement on the sea surface became louder, and two huge sea monsters appeared. The two sea monsters had different appearances, one looked like a moray eel with two heads, and the other looked like A mutant octopus, because it has dozens of legs, and the soft and sticky legs are densely packed together.
Konghou, who was so ugly with goosebumps, couldn't help touching his arm.
"Congratulations, this is a once-in-a-lifetime event in five hundred years."
The two-headed monster, which was as huge as a sea eel, suddenly opened its mouth and roared loudly. Hearing this shrill cry, Konghou felt that the world was spinning and his ears were buzzing. She subconsciously summoned the flying sword and jumped onto it.
Under the attack of the two-headed monster's voice, Uncle Salted Fish's boat shattered into pieces in an instant, fell on the sea and was slapped by the multi-legged sea monster before sinking into the sea.
In front of these huge sea monsters, human beings become very small.
Uncle Xianyu also seemed to have a bit of cultivation. He stood crookedly on a flying instrument that looked like a bucket hat. Before he could speak, he saw one of the legs of the multi-legged sea monster suddenly grow longer and rolled Uncle Xianyu. go down.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Emperor Huanzong swung his sword, cut off the leg, and carried Uncle Xianyu to his flying sword.
The multi-legged monster whose legs were cut off was provoked, and his feet began to stir frantically in the sea, and the wind suddenly blew up, as if it was going to blow Konghou and others into the sky.
Huan Zong's clothes were blown so loudly that he raised his sword and flew to slash the head of the multi-legged monster, when suddenly the two-headed monster screamed again, and a huge wave hit, knocking the man standing on his flying sword. Uncle Salted Fish took a picture.
"Uncle!" Konghou picked up Uncle Xianyu and said to Huan Zong, "Huan Zong, let's go quickly."
"I can't go." Uncle Xianyu looked solemn, "These sea monsters should have come to avenge me."
"What did you do to them?" Konghou looked at Huan Zong who was fighting with the sea monster, and looked at Uncle Xianyu with a strange expression, "Could it be..."
"Over the years, I have caught a lot of fish that the two-headed monster likes to eat. It remembered my smell, so it came to me for revenge." Uncle Salted Fish sighed, "I know you have a high level of cultivation, but in this vast deep sea There are many creatures you have never seen before, and you may not be their opponents. As long as you let go of me, they will not chase you again."
"Uncle, you are so powerful that you even dare to grab the food of the sea monster." Kong Hou showed admiration, "Junior admires it."
Uncle Salted Fish: "..."
This child really has a problem with his brain, can't he hear the point
Kong Hou waved at Huan Zong: "Huan Zong, the wind is screaming! Senior Lin, you come to lead the team, we are running for our lives!"
"I said, just take me..."
"Young people do things, uncle, don't interrupt, it's impolite." Konghou took Uncle Xianyu and jumped onto Lin Hu's flying sword, "You only went out to sea for us, how could we leave you alone."
"Today I will show you what a handsome man, Senior Lin, is like."
Uncle Salted Fish: "..."
Is it polite for this little girl to interrupt the elder