The land of Dongzhou is rich in products. The south is dominated by hills and low mountains. Although the terrain in the north is high, there are large plains. It is reasonable to say that the climate is very suitable for human habitation, but the mountains are too low to block the East China Sea. There are countless hurricanes in the past, there are often floods and heavy rains in summer and autumn, and the food production is not high, so the common people mostly supplement their living by fishing and hunting. The population is not large, and the cultivation sect will naturally not be very prosperous. No matter how the monks look down on the mortals, the mortals are the foundation of the cultivation world.
There are two large rivers in Central Continent, one of which enters the sea through Dong Continent, and the fertile plain washed out along the river is the largest gathering place for mortals here. Five of the seven major sects of Dong Continent are located along the river.
Today, the heads of these sects were rarely gathered together, and in the main hall of the largest Dongzhou sect, they discussed the sudden change in the small seaside town today.
"What are you thinking of?" A pale young man in armor asked coldly outside the seven people. He had a thin snail stuck in his hair, and there were thin blue-white scales on the back of his neck and hands, and his ear fins were growing. In between, like a blue crystal bone fan, shining with crystal light, showing the identity of his sea clan.
The seven monks, both young and old, looked at each other with great rhythm. After a long time, a white-haired old monk stroked his beard and thought hard: "Mr. Jiao, it's not that we don't want to help you, but this imperial town has been in a state of flux for thousands of years, except for Apart from a few legends about Daxuan, there really isn't much information."
"So, I have sent people back to read the ancient books. As soon as there is news, I will inform you immediately."
"We have sent our men to look for it. Even if we dig through the Netherworld, we will definitely find the news of the palace."
"I sent the monks to look for..."
"… "
The heads of the sects have expressed that they will help, but they are really not sure. This is also common sense. It is said that they are also sects with deep roots, but when Daxuan destroyed the Dao, they moved overseas, and many ancient books were lost. , it has been changed and changed a long time ago, and it can't be regarded as any news.
It was early in the morning, and I suddenly received news that a palace was born under Zunhuang City. The monks and commoners who traded in the city were swept away. They also took away a group of Kun-Lai monks who had just come to Central Continent to experience. Such a major event, they How dare you hide your thoughts.
If the three visiting monks fell in, they would naturally applaud them, but the Kun-Lai monks were absolutely different. For hundreds of years, Kun-Lai's sea expedition ships have bartered, making the three door-to-door squeezing miserable. Yan's Dongzhou was reluctantly recovered from the difficult situation, which is definitely a big favor to them.
Let's not talk about it, let's say that the demons that are raging in the East China Sea all the year round often come to the East Continent with hurricanes, but after the sea expedition ship passes by, they have rarely come up - I heard that most of them have high cultivation bases. Haijing has settled down, and as for some small monsters, it is much easier for them to deal with it by themselves.
Coupled with those cheap and much-needed medicinal pills, it solved their urgent needs. The cultivators all pay attention to cause and effect. Now that they are in trouble, if they don't try their best to help each other, it is too much to say.
At this moment, a arrogant young cultivator walked over quickly, found an ancient jade book, and said to the head of the white-browed sect master: "Master, I found some records, which may be useful, you see. "
The head of Bai Mei immediately picked up the ancient book and handed it to his Kun-Lai Sea clan, which made the young cultivator very displeased.
The Kun-Lai messenger of the sea clan immediately flipped through the pages, but his brows wrinkled.
[… Daxuan founded the country, fought against Kun-Lai for a hundred years, Kun-Lai people will die in immortal life, sacrifice to the sky, and hide the Taoist palace into the void... Huang’s anger, the battle of Dianling Mountain, destroy the remnants of Kun-Lai, honor the emperor and build a mausoleum to be buried as a sacrifice … ]
... Even knowing that this Kunlai is definitely not the Kunlai of the Western Continent, this sea clan still wants to scold her mother. That ancient Kunlai didn't want to give you anything, so he moved the Taoist palace away. Do you know what Tianliang is when the few people left behind are sacrificed for burial
[… Later, I hunted and killed the descendants, found the entrance, and rebuilt the Taoist Palace. It was in full swing and swept the East Continent... I was defeated, and I crossed the East China Sea, but I did not see my hometown. Change the place and return to my palace again. If you see the son of Kun-Lai, please help him with respect, in return for the kindness of returning to protect him back then. ]
This Kun-Lai sea fish is a pity for a while. The author of this book should be an ordinary sect in Dongzhou. He avoided overseas when Daxuan swept the Taoist gate. He didn't know much, but according to the book, this Taoist palace was finally Let Daxuan find it, not only found it, but also transformed it into their belongings, but the ancient Kunlai at that time should be more conscientious, otherwise the author would not say that he saw a Kunlai disciple, so please help me. .
"In those days, Gu Kunlai was the leader of the four major door-to-doors, and their Dao Palace Grand Formation must have been rebuilt," said the head of Baimei who was watching, Fushou, "I'm afraid we can't help too much in this matter. I'm busy, I'm afraid I'm going to…”
Kun-Lai Sea Fish nodded: "Thank you for your help, I will go back to sea first, if there is any situation, please let me know."
All the heads nodded and said yes, and many people tried to keep guests, but he firmly refused.
After the Hai Clan left, the young disciple who delivered the book said to the Master displeased, "It's just a Nascent Soul cultivator, Master, why should you be rude to him?"
The sect master said: "Stupid, Kun-Lai's momentum can be huge, and others can't even find a chance to win over... That's all, go find the extra staff and keep looking!"
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"Jiao Haitou'er, how's it going?" The sea clan cultivator returned to the boat with a solemn expression, and the cultivators on the boat came around and asked.
"There is some news. It should be the ancient imperial mausoleum of Daxuan who swept away the elders. What happened to the helper you were looking for?" Jiao Hai asked.
"No way, then Huang Guang eats living things, whether fish or shrimp, and they will disappear once you go in." A beautiful female shark said and gave a demonstration, picked up a conch and blew it hard, and soon, Huge red crabs climbed the cliffs from the rocks in the sea, and walked into the golden light one by one.
When they walked in, the figure faded and soon disappeared.
"Also, the scope of the light is shrinking, getting smaller and smaller," a monk next to him added, "We can't find a way for the time being. The golden light stretched out his hand many times, and was stabbed back by the cursed blood formation. It's still very big, and it consumes half of the spirit crystal reserves on our ship."
This consumption is huge. The core of Haizheng Ship is energy saving. It is designed and produced by Yang Jinyin, a peerless material of Taiyi Peak. I heard that there is also the Lord of Kun-Lai beside him. Formation, when encountering an enemy, it can automatically identify the most restrained enemy's formation, which consumes half of it, showing the power of this golden light.
"Shrinking?" Jiao Hai took a look and found that the golden light was gradually shrinking. Now it is only covering the small town. Most of the underground palace has disappeared. The part outside the light is completely invisible, as if being taken Knife cut the same.
In his gaze, Jin Guang seemed to feel something, and it shrank faster. Jiao Hai calculated that, at most ten breaths, all the rays of light would disappear, and it would not be known how long it would take to reappear.
This can't be done. If they all disappear, where will the Kun-Lai disciples who were swept away come out
The long tail under Jiao Hai's skirt abruptly stretched out and swung left and right like a snake, hitting the other monks on the boat one after another, and dumping dumplings into the sea.
When everyone was stunned, they saw the ghostly captain blowing the thin snails, the sea boat suddenly floated, and the bow fell heavily into the golden light.
The golden light touched the bow of the boat and made a sizzling sound like blood, but it seemed to be stuck and did not shrink any more.
Jiao Hai was at the bow, and with the help of the blood rune formation, he finally saw the situation clearly.
At the end of the line of sight, the golden light seemed to turn into an avenue, connecting to another silent and vast world, in which there was a magnificent palace, quietly placed there, simple and majestic, as if it had never changed.
And this golden avenue, spanning countless stars, leads to the main entrance of the hall.
Jiao Hai looked at the needles, and the color on the top began to dim, which meant that the spiritual stones on the ship were rapidly being consumed, but according to the speed, it could last for about an hour.
Then just wait, a little spirit stone is nothing.
The monks who were knocked out were very angry. After berating him from the outside, they began to prepare to respond. There are more than a dozen ships on their side. Kun-Lai's support has always been fast, and they can't let Elder Narcissus and the others not come back, right?
But their worries were unnecessary, because after about an hour, there was another person beside Jiao Hai, with black clothes and white hair, like a heavenly man.
Jiao Hai immediately bent over and knelt down, explaining in a few words today's emergency, as well as the news he had found and what he had done.
Ji Yunlai nodded lightly and praised, "You did a great job."
The merman blushed immediately, his ear fins were slightly fanned, and even the scales on his neck had a layer of red: "Yes, this is what the disciple should do..."
Ji Yunlai walked up to him and patted his right shoulder: "Get up."
The merman's tail swayed up and down, and nodded vigorously.
Ji Yunlai stretched out his finger and made a light stroke in the void.
The golden light trembled for a moment, and the originally unstable light immediately stabilized, but instead of attacking the formation on the ship, it began to slowly merge with the formation on the ship. The young shark was stunned and admired.
Oh my god, in such an instant, this magic circle is already under the control of the master!
Ji Yunlai's eyes were calm and he walked into the golden light.
Almost in the next second, before reaching the main hall, the plaque on the main hall is the word Daxuan.
He frowned slightly, flicked his long sleeves, and the black paint on the plaque faded, revealing the original word "Kun-Lai" below.
The door opened and he walked in.
After entering, the door was about to close, but Ji Yun didn't look back, just waved his hand.
The gate disappeared into the void.
His figure also slowly disappeared at the end of the passage.
After a few breaths, an incomparably handsome young man walked out of the empty golden light. He was dressed in a black-bottomed golden dragon robe, but his figure was illusory and transparent. He looked at the empty corridor and said with a smile: " Is this the person you said you can't mess with?"
Luo Qingxiao smiled ironically: "If you catch them, you will regret it."
"Really?" The young man smiled cheerfully, "It's a bit of a slap in the face, so I'll wait first."