"Chichi."
A strange sound came from the sound of the waves.
The left side of the boat swayed heavily, as if something was pulling up.
Everyone quietly held down the storage bag. No one had ever experienced such a situation. The Nanhai Clam Demon was famous, and they couldn't afford to offend them, but they didn't dare to believe it.
For a time, they secretly complained to the people of Liang Yange why they set the meeting place in the mirage.
It is true that there are clam monsters, this is the safest place in the South China Sea, but the monsters themselves are not in harmony with the monks, is this possible? (Island Master Shen and Mrs. Liang: ... ) Some of them know some secrets, but they are muttering again, Venerable Huanjian, who was born in the South China Sea, has died. Will there be no problems in the mirage? (Zhitian Venerable and Zhan Yuanqiu: ... ).
They were full of doubts, but could only be bored.
It was a few Demon Venerables who made up their minds. Ordinary people couldn't get in the way, and they didn't have the right to make irresponsible remarks.
"Bang." There was a heavy load on the deck, and the ship shook again.
The hearts of the people followed.
"Pfft." I didn't know who it was, but laughed softly.
Even Venerable Splitting Sky was amazed for a while, and just as he was about to reprimand, he heard someone whispering in the direction of the laughter.
"Our boat is sturdy enough, but it's also ordinary. If we replace it with the fat man's treasure boat that is several feet high, won't the clam demons get tired and panic when they get up?"
It really is!
The demon cultivators thought about it carefully and couldn't help but laugh. The strange sound outside was also thought by them to be legless mussels, trying to pull on the side of the boat, trying to move up the ridiculous appearance.
"Boom."
"what…"
The laughter was low, but there were quite a few people laughing, which made the monster who had just climbed onto the boat pause for a moment.
- There are more and more people who come to Mirage every year, all of them hold their breath and condense their voices with solemnity. Some mortals are scared and screaming, and more monks are so nervous that they hold on to magic weapons.
The cold sea breeze poured in through the hatch.
Everyone shivered, their minds were frozen, and they all closed their mouths.
- The monks are not afraid of the cold and heat, and the wind that makes them feel gloomy is mostly famous, and no one wants to try the ability of the South Sea Clam Demon.
"Who is coming?"
In the dark wind, a penetrating voice asked.
Like a knife scraping on a bronze vessel, it was sharp and unpleasant, and there was an indistinct chi chi sound mixed with it.
Shi Feng didn't say a word, the boat was silent for a while, Zhan Yuanqiu finally patted his robe resignedly, closed his eyes and pushed open the cabin door to go out.
The head-on is a biting coolness, and there is a sweet and greasy fragrance floating in the sea breeze, which can make people instantly indulge in it.
Zhan Yuanqiu calmed down, chose a direction at will, and bowed his hands respectfully: "I'm waiting from the Central Plains, and I'm looking forward to seeing the mirage in the city."
"Oh~~" The strange voice suddenly laughed hoarsely, "Interesting, I have seen quite a few cultivators in the Central Plains, there are those who dare not come out, and there are those who disdain to come out, even if they stand up, they can't help but use their divine sense to come. Detective, you know what you're interested in."
Zhan Yuanqiu kept his mouth shut. Even if he was unhappy, he couldn't refute it at the moment. He never believed that there were only mussels in the mirage, and there were many monsters in the South China Sea. It was definitely not easy to gain a foothold here.
Otherwise, why would Bo Yuntian lie dormant in the East China Sea, fighting for territory with Liang Yan Pavilion, the vast swathes of the South China Sea are unowned, except for monsters and monster cultivators, serious human beings can't pick up a few. Bo Yuntian, a Mahayana monk, can completely place his old nest here, and others can't find it.
"Senior is joking." Zhan Yuanqiu didn't want to go around in circles with the monster.
The strange voice sneered, and suddenly said to himself: "Wait, why do you look familiar in your outfit?"
The corner of Zhan Yuanqiu's mouth twitched: "I am the eighteenth-generation national teacher of this dynasty."
"So it's you?" The other party exclaimed, "Zhan Yuanqiu!"
The whole ship's magic cultivator was stunned for a moment.
Is Zhan Yuanqiu famous? Do you know all the monsters that are famous in the South China Sea? ? Just kidding.
The first reaction of Zhan Yuanqiu, whose temperament had been sharpened by the world and had no pride, was—could it be possible to meet an enemy at the ends of the earth? Why don't the enemies remember his name so firmly
"Oh, it doesn't look bad."
"… "
"The temperament is good, exactly the same as your master."
Zhan Yuanqiu was shocked, and Venerable Splitting Heaven also heard the sound.
He didn't have time to close his eyes, only to see the fog around him, thick white smoke covering the entire sea, the hull tilting, and the deck full of sea water.
It wasn't a clam demon that was lying on the candle boat, but a huge blue sea crab.
The color of the carapace is transparent and bright, just like a good sapphire.
Two huge pincers, one stuck to the bow of the boat to prevent the boat from rolling over, and the other was placed on the deck. The pincers were serrated and very sharp. Voice.
Venerable Sky Splitting:…
Not to mention their small boat, the size of this monster, even if it is ten times higher than the deck of the ship, it can also lift it.
On the contrary, the boat they were on was too small, only enough to accommodate a claws of the monster sea crab, and it seemed quite aggrieved that it could not stretch out there.
Venerable Split Sky quickly pulled Zhan Yuanqiu back.
—I’m almost standing in the tongs of the monster, isn’t it dangerous
Before Venerable Splitting Heaven had time to say anything, the surrounding fog suddenly changed, the noisy market, the restaurant full of friends, the gambling hall shouting and throwing dice, and the singing singer waving water sleeves in the church, waist and waist put.
The silent sea seems to have suddenly turned into a gentle town of various sounds and fireworks.
There is also the clamor of market hawkers and the voices of hawkers and aunts vying for price.
"Buy and leave!"
"Candy painting, clay figurines! Fresh meat Lantern Festival, ten cents a bowl."
"Guest officer, the dishes are here! Authentic Yellow River carp!"
"Shang Mo is like a jade, that son is unparalleled in the world~"
Zhan Yuanqiu was shocked. He didn't open his eyes. Could this sudden change be—
"Master... Venerable? Did you see the mirage?!"
The whole boat of magic cultivators are all dumbfounded.
Mirage mirage is what people like, it can be a love affair, it can be a long-forgotten treasure, or it can be a long-forgotten treasure. In any case, it is an obsession.
So Venerable Splitting Heaven's obsession is casinos, marketplaces, restaurants, and classrooms
This is too mundane!
"Could it be that the mirage has arrived?" Someone tried to find a reasonable explanation.
"Are there still people selling Yellow River carp in the mirage? This fish is running too far!"
"That's right, there's still a singer who sings Yiyang tunes?"
Before they could finish speaking, the monster outside the boat squeezed its claws and let out a series of unpleasant smiles.
"It's very lively, thank you, Your Excellency, for opening my eyes." Sea Crab looked left and right with interest.
The mirage is not connected, and the mist in the interval is flowing slowly. The left and right are the Jiaofang restaurant, and the market in front is full of different conditions. In the back is a hot casino.
This is not the key, the important thing is that everyone in the mirage has a purse hanging brightly around their waists.
Some are rough blue cloth, some are carefully embroidered, and they are beautifully embroidered.
Those who seem to be rich carry a bunch of delicate small objects, jade pendants on their belts, fan pendants in their hands, enamel snuff bottles, hollowed-out gold smoky balls filled with incense balls, all kinds and dazzling.
The corner of Venerable Splitting's mouth twitched, and his fingers couldn't help moving.
He refrained from looking at the mirage.
"Venerable?" Zhan Yuanqiu was frightened, lest what happened to Split Sky here, how would he explain to Venerable Huanjian when he went back (this is the opposite of what your master told you).
"Nothing." Venerable Splitting Heaven has never been so fortunate, and this scene is only seen by himself.
Zhan Yuanqiu closed his eyes, the magic cultivators were all in the cabin.
Exposing secrets is really the most embarrassing thing in the world.
Venerable Splitting Sky glanced at the monster, and found that the sea crab was holding its tongs. He looked at the figure of the Jiaofang singer with interest, and then turned his head to look at the plate of Yellow River carp.
"Not bad, hahaha, funny and interesting."
The sea crab monster used its voice that was more ugly than crying, and said happily: "It's more interesting than the guy who accidentally saw a mirage last time, a group of naked dancing women, their eyes rolled like cramps, after asking for a long time, will He picked it up and stuffed it into the sea to wake him up, before telling me it was the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance! It's such a low price!"
"… "
The Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance is the housekeeping skill of the Rakshasa Sect under the command of Venerable Xiaofeng from the Western Regions.
It's a thousand desires and a soul, and it's not a righteous cultivator who upholds his true heart, and he doesn't dare to take it. The unlucky ghost that the monster said, have the luck to see it
All the demon cultivators envied it, sighed with emotion, and didn't know what to say.
Monster beast, how can you understand the power of the Sixteen Heavens Demon Dance!
"You know from the middle, it's..." The sea crab monster thought for a while, then changed his mind and said, "It was sent to Wanchun."
Zhan Yuanqiu quickly answered, "Exactly."
"Okay, come with me."
After the sea crab finished speaking, he released the pincers that were pressing down on the deck.
The boat shook slightly, and it was pushed into the distance.
Zhan Yuanqiu silently wiped the sweat from his forehead and urged Venerable Splitting Heaven to go back: "Sir, please!" "... "
Venerable Split Sky reluctantly looked at the noisy crowd around him—the purse!
If you are in a hurry to go back to do something, don't you look at it a few more times
"The mirage deceives people and is not good for cultivation." Zhan Yuanqiu closed his eyes to persuade him, he couldn't see it but he heard it clearly. He also doesn't understand why Venerable Sky Splitting's obsession is such a lively worldly scene.
Could it be that his senior brother, although he is the first Venerable of the Demon Dao, has enormous strength in his hands, and is also a Mahayana Demon Cultivator. In fact, what you really long for is the ordinary world
Zhan Yuanqiu was in awe of Venerable Splitting Heaven, and he felt that Venerable Huanjian would not accept a worthless apprentice.
The waves were surging, the wind whistled, and Zhan Yuanqiu's hair was blown into a straight line.
"...Senior, isn't it too fast?" Zhan Yuanqiu asked cautiously.
"For your sake, I'll ask you to come quickly." Hai Crab replied in a muffled voice, showing off his energy for his hard work.
"… "
"A half-day voyage, it will take you as long as you keep a cup of tea!"
The magic repair in the cabin was swaying, and Zhan Yuanqiu had to work hard to stabilize.
The bottom of the boat was almost out of the sea, and the sea crab monster was not pushing at all, but carried the boat and swam forward quickly.
"This... we're not in a hurry." Zhan Yuanqiu said quickly.
"It's nothing, my brother likes you very much. Go to the sea market and buy more Hanquan shrimp. My brother likes to eat it."
"Who is your brother?"
"That dragon saliva crab you raised!"
Zhan Yuanqiu thought to himself, good, the little crab that Venerable Huanjian used to blackmail him.