The sun shines golden waves, and the ocean waves are surging.
On this day, a special guest came to the busy Tongzhou Ferry.
Zhu Xiaodu looked at the person in front of him.
He was tall and slender, dressed in black, carrying a long sword and wearing a bronze ghost face, standing alone by the ferry.
That mask glowed with a cold light, and it looked very intimidating.
Zhu Xiaodu was busy at the ferry every day, and he had seen people of all kinds, even strangers than the one in front of him.
Zhu Xiaodu was slightly cultivated and could see clearly the "Qi" in people's bodies, but there was no Qi in the person in front of him, so it could be seen that he was not a cultivator.
Not a cultivator, but he felt more dangerous than the disciples of the major sects he encountered.
He seemed to see? A sword.
A sharp sword that pierced through the yellow spring, and was cold.
"The guest officer wants to board the ship?" Zhu Xiaodu asked.
The ghost-faced man nodded slightly.
"Where are you going?"
The ghost-faced man replied, "Northern Region, Cangzhou."
His voice was not the same as his appearance. It was as cold as a broken jade hitting a stone, and it was very pleasant.
The chill in Zhu Xiaodu's heart was slightly withdrawn.
"Neiyu Luyao, the boat is a little expensive." He said cautiously.
"How many."
"Or ten taels of gold, or three mid-grade spirit stones." Zhu Xiaodu paused for a while, then said, "For monks above the foundation-building stage, two mid-grade spirit stones. However, if the sea ship is attacked by sea beasts, the monks from the foundation building period need to help resist together."
He was a little worried.
The difference between monks and mortals in terms of shipping costs is the rule for ships traveling far from Tongzhou Ferry. But there are always people who disdain the rules.
The mortal warriors, who are infinitely powerful, can even be compared with the monks who practice Qi and build foundations. There are many more swordsmen with strange temperament. They have practiced swordsmanship to the extreme, and a single sword can kill a monk.
And capable people, generally do not obey the rules.
He was afraid that ghost-faced people were such people.
Because it does look alike.
Unexpectedly, the ghost-faced man did not reply, but took out three mid-grade spirit stones from his sleeves and put them in his hands.
is to put.
Not thrown.
Zhu Xiaodu hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it, only to find out that the ghost-faced man's hand was very beautiful.
The knuckles are slender, slender and pale, like a half-blooming lotus.
Zhu Xiaodu suddenly couldn't help but wonder about the face under the bronze ghost face.
He led the man into the boat. The place where mortals rest is not as comfortable and gorgeous as the monks. It is very narrow. A wooden bed and a window are the resting place for the next seven days.
Zhu Xiaodu was afraid that the ghost-faced people would be dissatisfied, and was about to talk about the difficulty of carrying people on a sea boat, but he didn't think that the other party just nodded, and walked in with his sword in his arms.
Put down the burden, sit on the edge of the bed, quietly look sideways at the waves outside the window, as if you can sit forever.
Zhu Xiaodu thought about it for a while, but still said: "It is boring to sail at sea, and the guest officer can usually go to the deck to blow the air. There is a restaurant and wine room in the cabin. If the guest officer is tired of eating dry food, he can go there for dinner on weekdays."
The ghost face said: "Okay."
It was still the cold voice like a spring, and Zhu Xiaodu's ears froze when he heard it, and he hurriedly closed the door softly.
Ye Yunlan took off the mask.
The sea breeze was salty, blowing on his face, and his complexion was almost translucent pale in the sunlight.
Half a day later, the sea ship began to move, and the land gradually became far away in the field of vision.
From East Continent to North Territory, it takes seven days to travel by sea.
At night, the sound of people in the cabin was lively.
Inside the large cabin, there are two floors up and down, and there are many wooden tables.
The spirits make the atmosphere hot. If you don't look carefully at the surging waves outside the window, and feel the swells of the ship, it will be like a pub and restaurant that you walk into casually in the dark.
Ye Yunlan should not drink alcohol.
But he still ordered wine, and looked at a plate of boiled beef, which was rather bland, and started eating slowly with bamboo chopsticks.
Because he was eating, he didn't wear a mask, he just put the hood on the black robe to cover half of his face to reduce trouble.
The way he eats is completely different from the way the surrounding mariners eat meat and drink.
He chewed and swallowed very carefully, like a little girl's house. There was a whole jar of wine next to him, and he only poured a glass occasionally.
Next to him, a huge crew member poured a jar of wine, looked at him not far away, sneered a few times, and said to the people next to him.
"Everyone dares to cross the far sea now, so don't be stunned by sea beasts."
Ye Yunlan just lowered his head to eat, as if he had never heard of it.
The cultivators and mortals in the cabin were clearly distinguished, with mortals sitting on the bottom floor and cultivators sitting on the second floor. The cultivator spoke vigorously, and from time to time there were eloquent voices that would come from upstairs.
"How many fellows are also going to the Northern Territory this time?"
"This is natural! Everyone must have read the Mystery List of Xuanji Building. It said that the Northern Territory has great opportunities, which are related to the fate of life in this world, and there are even opportunities to become immortals. I wait for the monks to practice daily and break through the realm, isn't it? Fight for some life for yourself? How can you miss this opportunity?"
"What the daoist said is the extreme. Heaven and earth have no limit, and life has an end. If you can become an immortal, you can live with the sun and the moon, how carefree and happy! Haha, daoist, come and have a drink!"
The sound of the collision of the wine jars became warm.
Cultivation is difficult every step of the way. If you are a little careless, your soul will be destroyed. At this moment, the practitioners on the seaboard have forgotten their troubles and hardships, and indulge in the dream of becoming immortal.
Ye Yunlan took a sip of wine.
The strong wine entered his throat, like swallowing a fire, burning this weak and weak body, making it a little angry.
A little redness appeared on his face, and he heard someone laugh: "It is said that beautiful people get old easily, and withered bones turn into ashes. The name on the beauty list changes every year, which is really amazing. If I become an immortal, I should also bring one. The beauties on the list must ascend together. Otherwise, even if you arrive at that beautiful fairyland, what's the point of being lonely."
This group of people has jumped from discussing the chance of becoming immortal to what to do after immortality.
"Fellow Daoist, if you choose, which beauty will you choose?" Someone raised a glass and laughed.
"There's no need to say that!" Someone seemed to be drunk, and his voice suddenly became louder, "If you were to choose, it would naturally be Ye Xianjun! I once saw Ye Xianjun on Tianchi Mountain, and since then the flowers in the world have no color. Immortal. If you look at me, this life will be worth it!"
The monk sitting next to him was a little embarrassed.
"Hey, fellow Daoist, there is no color in the end of the world, not to mention that man is still a man? You don't have to be so crazy..."
The man was drunk and interrupted: "You haven't been to the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Forum? You don't understand! Since that time, my biggest dream in practice is to let Xianjun marry me..."
Someone next to him sighed: "This is the widely spread Zhong Ye Xianjun's first meeting? Jun Yan was mistaken for life, and since then the world is all passersby'? I am glad that I never went to Tianchi Mountain to discuss Taoism. Otherwise, I will read it every day. With one person in mind, how do you continue to practice."
Ye Yunlan listened to these words talking about herself, but she just lowered her eyes and held chopsticks, concentrating on eating.
He ate half of a plate of boiled beef, and he stopped using chopsticks after that.
The waves crashed against the hull, making him a little dizzy.
The chest cavity is also a little stuffy.
He got up and wanted to go back to the cabin. At this moment, a huge wave came, and the hull shook suddenly, causing him to stumble, and it was difficult for him to stand on the table.
The next boat passengers sneered louder.
He didn't care, and took the sword and returned to the cramped cabin.
The stars reflected on the pitch-black sea outside the window were somewhat similar to the night sky he saw in the bamboo building.
At this time in the past, Shen Shu was already lying on the bed, warmed the quilt, and waited for him to sleep together.
The wooden bed in the cabin was too narrow to accommodate him, and there was no quilt bed. The sea breeze is cold.
Ye Yunlan didn't lie down, just leaned against the head of the bed to hold the sword and closed his eyes.
The sound of the waves beating slowly, half-dreaming and half-awake, someone suddenly heard someone shouting: "Sea beasts attack the ship! Sea beasts attack the ship!"
Immediately after that, the hull vibrated. Ye Yunlan woke up, grabbed the missing shadow on his side, and saw the dark sea outside the window, with a pair of twinkling eyes. His eyesight was lacking and he couldn't see clearly. He only felt the fierce aura of the sea beasts? They kept rushing towards him from the darkness.
Que Ying sword was suffocated by the suffocation? Ye Yunlan reached out and stroked the scabbard, and Que Ying slowly calmed down.
He put on the mask, got up and pushed the door to the corridor.
Haven't reached the deck yet. There was a strong smell of blood.
"They are about to come up! What about the defensive formation on the ship, can you still hold it up?"
"Ship boss, there are too many sea beasts, the spirit stones are consumed too fast, I'm afraid it will collapse soon—" "Damn, are the other monks on board already here?"
"Most of them have already arrived. But Master Ship, among the monks who boarded the ship this time, there are only two monks in the Jindan period, and you, Master Ship, are only three. I'm afraid that if you exhaust your spiritual power, you won't be able to support this. The wave of beasts!"
Ye Yunlan had already walked to the deck.
There was a long bloodstain on the deck, and some broken corpses were left untreated, which should have been left by the crew who suddenly encountered a sea beast attack.
A dozen cultivators who were just chatting and laughing in the restaurant above the ship have gathered together, and are inputting their spiritual power into the ship's formation.
The head is a monk with a square scarf and a rough face, who looks like the captain of this sea-going ship.
Zhu Xiaodu was among them. His cultivation base is only worthy of practicing Qi? On the first floor, he can't help much, he can only help with other chores next to him. When I saw Ye Yunlan, I was shocked.
"Guest, why are you here?" Zhu Xiaodu said, "Sea beasts invade, the deck is dangerous, and the cultivator only needs to help in protecting the boat. You don't have to come here."
Ye Yunlan said in a low voice, "I'll take a look."
The wind on the deck is bigger than the cabin. After drinking some wine, he was already feeling uncomfortable. At this moment, when the wind stirred, he couldn't help coughing.
"Xiaodu, a sick man, you still have free time to take care of him. Now even I have no time to take care of yourself, wait? If the barrier is damaged and the sea beasts board the ship, I am afraid that all of us will be buried here!" Next to him, a crew member called Zhu Xiaodu. Zhu Xiaodu glared at the man and looked up at Ye Yunlan, "Guest, if you are unwell, you should go back to the cabin to rest first. It was an accident to encounter sea beasts, but no matter what, we will try our best to stop the sea beasts and protect the safety of the guests. "
Ye Yunlan said: "You go busy, don't worry about me."
His voice was a little hoarse from the mask, but it was still cool and sweet, as if it had a calming power.
Zhu Xiaodu felt guilty.
If it wasn't for him taking the initiative to solicit customers, the customer in front of him might not be able to get on their ship and suffer such danger.
Seeing that he seems to be suffering from nostalgic illness, this turbulence does not aggravate the condition.
At this moment, a crisp sound was suddenly heard.
The bow barrier was broken!
The sea beast made an ear-piercing howl, and took advantage of the opportunity to keep climbing up the hull. A sturdy crew member was shaking the sail at the bow, and suddenly a hideous sea beast appeared behind him. The crew member's neck was attacked - the sturdy crew member's pupils shrank sharply, but it was too late to escape, and he was about to close his eyes and wait for death.
But suddenly I saw a sword light like a meteor entering the night, shining brightly in front of my eyes!
The sea beast in front of him was cut into two pieces by a sword, and the stench of blood spurted on his face. He hurriedly seized the opportunity to retreat to the back of the deck, turned his head to look for his savior, but only saw a black robe with a hood and a hood. Under the hat is a cold bronze ghost face.
He stared at him in disbelief, "It's you!"
Ye Yunlan recognized him as the sturdy crew member who was sitting not far away from him. He didn't say much, just walked past each other and walked towards the bow.
At the bow of the boat, sea beasts had already gathered, and the hideous body and the eyes that flickered with cold light were staring at the humans on the boat. The blood of sea beasts was flowing on Ye Yunlan's sword, and a monk behind him said, "Be careful, Your Excellency!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the sword light swept across, and the sea beast that rushed forward had its corpse split in two!
The monk who wanted to stop Ye Yunlan took a breath.
Ye Yunlan's body of the sword of silence flowed slowly, and swayed like a wave of water.
The lack of shadow sword sounds as if it can't bear it.
The sea beast continued to pounce from the crack.
One, two, three.
Then it all disappeared.
They have no human wisdom, but they also know how to be afraid.
He could only hesitate to climb on the bow, but he didn't dare to attack Ye Yunlan again.
A piercing monster screamed suddenly from the sea in the distance, as if urging its subordinates to continue to attack.
The still hesitant sea beasts became restless, and some of their eyes turned crimson.
The sound of monsters on the sea in the distance continued.
Ye Yunlan raised her eyes and looked into the distance.
He still couldn't see the situation on the sea surface clearly, but the Sword Intent of Nirvana had already locked in the most exuberant and powerful aura of life.
"Noisy." He said coldly.
Sword Intent burst out, breaking through the boundless night, and the screams in the distance stopped abruptly.
The howling of the sea beasts ceased, and the leaderless dragons could only give up attacking the ships.
The sea breeze is calm.
There was silence on the deck.
Zhu Xiaodu looked at the man with blood on the bow and sword, and it was difficult to say a word.
He heard a drunken monk beside him excitedly.
"The realm of Kendo Mahayana? I didn't think I, Xu Zice, would be able to meet here today? Seniors who have reached the realm of Kendo Mahayana!"
"Since the swordsmanship is already a great vehicle, why is it still a mortal body? It shouldn't, it shouldn't..."
Seeing the drunk man muttering? He was about to approach the man, but he was taken one step ahead.
The rough-faced captain stepped forward, came to Ye Yunlan, and said with a loud laugh: "Today I can resist this beast tide, thanks to your help. I, Zhu Shengguang, thank you for this. I don't know your name?"
Ye Yunlan didn't answer immediately. The bronze mask on the face is hideous, and it glows with a cold light in the moonlight.
Zhu Shengguang observed his words, and immediately changed his words: "Your Excellency is a high-ranking hermit. If you don't want to reveal your name, you can just give us a code name at will. You are the benefactor of our entire ship, and we will definitely do our best. The power of the ship repays."
The Shadowless Sword was slowly sheathed.
Ye Yunlan said: "Help me out, don't need to repay. As for the title..."
The sword intent of annihilation hadn't completely faded from his body, and the sea breeze blew up his black robe, and he looked like a ghost who came from hell to the world.
"I don't have a code name myself, but a long time ago, everyone else called me..."
"'Ghost Rakshasa'."
…
The black wind was blowing, and the dead leaves were whirling in the sky, and then fell in pieces. Like floating paper money.
Shen Shu was walking on the barren land.
The closer to Mo Yuan, the more intense the beating between the eyebrows. The memory of the Demon Venerable that was suppressed in the depths of his mind also continued to emerge. Those memories are not only the few years back in the human world, but also the long experience at the bottom of the demonic abyss, and the memories of the soul fragments that absorbed countless demons and ghosts—and these are the ones that Shen Shu did not dare to touch, Fear of sinking memories.
"If you want to become a nine-turn celestial demon body, you need to kill and absorb millions of demon souls, so that's the Hinayana." There was a voice in your mind, "You can't even accept a few demon soul fragments in your memory, so how can you achieve a celestial demon body? After that, stay sensible and save the master you are thinking about?"
Shen Shu knew this.
Before entering the Demon Abyss, he must completely absorb the memory in his mind, so that the personality split from that part of the memory can be integrated with himself.
If he had hesitated before, but now that Ye Yunlan had promised him, he would never get lost in it and lose his identity.
After all, Master is still at home, waiting? He goes back to meet.
Shen Shu looked up at the gray sky.
In the barren land, the stars and the moon are hard to see.
However, at this time in the past, Master Yuemo had already gone to bed to rest.
But I don't know if he would feel cold without his warm bed.
He clenched the residual lightsaber and quickened his pace.
…
Although Ye Yunlan had already said that he didn't need the captain's repayment, Zhu Shengguang still exchanged the best room on the ship for him.
Zhu Xiaodu was sent by his father to serve Ye Yunlan in his daily life.
Compared with the original one, the new room is very different. It is spacious and elegantly furnished. It has a soft bed and quilt, an incense burner with soothing incense, and hot water for bathing.
Ye Yunlan didn't refuse. When the sea beast attacked him, he had some blood on his body, and he could take this opportunity to clean it up.
Zhu Xiaodu knocked on the door with the medicinal pill and treasure prepared by his father.
"Your Excellency, may I come in?"
He didn't call out the three words "Ghost Rakshasa", just because of the code name, it was really sinister, it didn't sound like a righteous person, but it was somewhat similar to the nicknames of the demon cultivators in the Demon Domain. His father, Zhu Shengguang, didn't say much on the surface at the time, but he explained to him many times in private that he must be careful to deal with it. Although this guy doesn't seem to be cultivated, his swordsmanship has already entered the realm of transformation. If he really starts, I am afraid that ten boats will not be enough to put him in the teeth.
And doubled the treasures of medicinal herbs raised, and entrusted Zhu Xiaodu to deliver the reward to the ghost-faced man.
Although Zhu Shengguang was cautious as an enemy, Zhu Xiaodu felt that the ghost-faced man might not be the kind of person they imagined.
Maybe it was because of his voice, maybe because Zhu Xiaodu saw him when he got on the boat? As he sat on the quiet back in the cabin, Zhu Xiaodu always felt that the ghost-faced man might be a gentle person.
Then he heard a faint voice from the door.
"Can."
Zhu Xiaodu pushed open the door and walked in, and saw the candles in the house dimly lit. The man was looking at the sea with his back to him. The black robe on his body had been taken off, and he was only wearing a snow-white tunic. His long hair was wet and draped behind him. .
From Zhu Xiaodu's point of view, he only felt that his back was unusually thin, as if he would ride the wind away at any time.
"Father has prepared some things for me to bring to you." Zhu Xiaodu went up and put all the medicinal herbs and magic weapons on the table.
The man by the window said, "I've already said it, I'm just helping myself, I don't need to repay. Take the things back."
Zhu Xiaodu remembered his father's thousands of instructions, hesitated for a while, remembered hearing the other person's cough on the deck before, and whispered: "Your Excellency, you are injured, even if you don't ask for repayment, you can take a few bottles. Useful elixir to heal the body."
The person by the window said lightly: "My wound medicine stone is useless. You go back."
When Zhu Xiaodu heard the words, his heart suddenly jumped. He couldn't see the cultivator's "qi?" in the ghost-faced man, but now, when he looked closely, he found that there was not much of a stranger's "qi?" left.
He had only seen such a situation with dying people.
He couldn't help but took two steps forward and walked to the side of the person by the window, "What are you injured? If the medicine stone is useless, where else can I help..."
His voice stopped abruptly.
The person in front of him was not wearing a mask. From his angle, he could see the pale profile of the other person.
Every inch of arc is smooth as if made by heaven. The hair is extremely black, the skin is extremely white, the end of the eyes is a little vermilion embellishment, and a few strands of slightly damp hair are bent and attached to the cheeks, which can be called rich and colorful, and the beauty is almost hard to breathe.
Zhu Xiaodu imagined what the "Ghost Rakshasa" would look like under the mask, some were ugly, some were handsome, but they were by no means the thrilling beauty they saw today.
Even the beauties on the Heavenly Secret List, I'm afraid? That's all.
Ye Yunlan turned her head sideways.
Zhu Xiaodu was young, only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome face, holding a pile of medicinal pills and magic weapons in his hands, and when he looked up at people, he was very sincere.
Ye Yunlan recalled that when Shen Shu was young, he always liked to look up at him, his dark eyes were clear and bright, only reflecting his alone figure.
He closed his eyes.
Then he took a bottle of medicine pill from the boy's arms.
"Okay," he said, "Go back and tell Zhu Shengguang that when the ship arrives in Cangzhou, I will disembark immediately, and I won't stay on the ship. Don't let people disturb you in the past few days."
Zhu Xiaodu nodded blankly.
When he was outside the room, he realized that his face had turned red. He went back to return to his father, and said exactly what Ye Yunlan told him. Seeing that there was a look of peace on his father's face, for some reason, he was reluctant to tell the other party that he had seen the face of a ghost-faced man.
Seven days later, the ship moored at Cangzhou in the northern region, on the edge of the Frost Sea.
Ye Yunlan got off the ship, and the monks on the same ship all expressed their gratitude and respect to him, but they kept a lot of distance from him intentionally or unintentionally. Only a cultivator with a bright and handsome appearance with a big sword on his back ran over in a hurry.
"Seven days have passed, and I finally see you, senior!"
"My name is Xu Zice. I admire the swordsmanship of my predecessors very much. I want to discuss and contest with the seniors in my spare time. If the seniors are also going to the Frost Sea Realm to find opportunities, I wonder if you would like to walk with me?"
The young man looked at him and smiled with white teeth.
Ye Yunlan has never seen him before.
I do remember his voice.
That day at the restaurant in the cabin, it was the person in front of him who shouted "Want Ye Xianjun to marry me" when he was drunk.