At the moment when the sparks of lightning appeared, the Yunjing Sword under Shen Xinghai's feet burst out with unprecedented speed and carried him into the valley.
The valley above him was suddenly lit up with twinkling stars, which were the lights emitted by countless talismans and hidden weapons!
Shen Xinghai somersaulted off the Yunjing Sword, grabbed the sword with his backhand, turned around and started fighting with the bandits who were chasing him.
Just at this moment, a clear whistle came from the valley.
A dragon-shaped source of energy like a golden rope tied up the bandit leader behind Shen Xinghai. The owner of this source of energy shouted "Give me your life, you dog!" It turned out to be Zhao Aotian who had gone to chase the female thief and then disappeared!
What's even more outrageous is that there was a woman standing behind him to help him, and she was the female thief from before!
At the same time, two more dazzling rays of light pierced through the darkness.
Qian Aotian came in elegantly with an iron fan in his hand, and the fan bones transformed into thousands of sword blades with astonishing momentum to attack the group of bandits.
Standing behind him are a pair of twin sisters!
Sun Aotian, who was standing opposite, did not disappoint. His hand movements were unpredictable, and he coordinated with the other people to attack the bandits. Behind him, his sister was holding a pipa and using sonic skills to help him kill the enemy.
The sudden appearance of these three people and the group of beauties left Shen Xinghai dumbfounded.
Shen Xinghai raised his sword and killed a bandit who was attacking from nowhere, and he and Lin Fan who was rushing towards him from the other direction stood back to back to deal with the enemies who were surrounding them.
He raised his hand to casually wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and asked with a heavy breath: "Fellow Daoist Lin, Fellow Daoist Zhao, why did they suddenly appear?"
Lin Fan seemed to be seriously injured, and he was not in good condition at the moment. His voice was hoarse, but he still smiled and replied: "We were ambushed when we went to rescue people. Fortunately, the three of them were looking for us according to the secret signs we left behind, so we escaped. Brother Shen, now the five of us will gather together, brothers, kill happily together!"
Shen Xinghai parried the enemy's attack while correcting: "There are four female cultivators on the side, and there are nine of us."
Lin Fan laughed loudly, beating and scolding at the same time: "Brother Zhao always says that he has three thousand beauties, and all of them are favored by heaven. Today, three thousand helpers are coming. Do we still have to fight so hard?"
Shen Xinghai frowned: "How can Brother Zhao be so fickle!"
Lin Fan called: "Brother Qian and Brother Sun are the same!"
Shen Xinghai: “…”
As Long Aotian's women, they were naturally good at fighting. The nine of them used all their tricks and methods, and although everyone was injured in the end, they still successfully wiped out the group of bandits who were chasing them.
But the difference is still quite big.
The other three brothers were surrounded by their confidantes, who were either hugging them to comfort them or considerately feeding them medical treatment. However, Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan could only remain silent and bandage the wounds themselves.
Shen Xinghai was fine, as Senior Sister Meng Ran and Wen Yun stuffed him with a lot of things before he left, including all kinds of hemostatic and life-saving elixirs that sword practitioners need. Lin Fan was miserable, as he was poor and had just arrived in the upper realm and could not afford elixirs. He could only take out a elixir that was tens of thousands of years old from a mustard seed capsule and chew it directly. He almost had a nosebleed because it was too nutritious.
After resting, Zhao Aotian took the little female thief down and bowed to the others.
"My fellow Taoists, it is Zhao who is late."
After apologizing, he calmly and generously introduced the woman next to him: "This is Wanwan, your Taoist partner."
The woman next to Zhao Aotian glared at him with some embarrassment on her face, but did not refute anything.
Shen Xinghai opened his mouth, but finally chose to close it.
There are actually countless questions in his mind, such as -
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, didn't you say when we were chatting that your Taoist partner was waiting for you in the lower world? How come you suddenly have a new Taoist partner? Does this Miss Qianqian know that you have three thousand beauties?"
"Friend Zhao, your money was stolen by her, why didn't you beat her up instead of getting together with her?"
…
Zhao Aotian didn't look at Shen Xinghai, whose face was wrinkled, and continued, "Although the den of these bandits has been destroyed, there are still many roaming around. I plan to take Wanwan to the west to kill the remaining ones. After everything is done, we will meet again in Baiyun City!"
After saying this, he took the beautiful female cultivator away.
Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan had no choice but to look at the other two.
Qian Aotian smiled elegantly, holding his elder sister with his left hand and his younger sister with his right hand, and said gently: "This is Rou'er, this is Wan'er, the two sisters are not in good health and should not travel. I have to go to the south as soon as possible to find Master Yu to refine pills for them. I'm afraid I can't go with you this time."
Shen Xinghai thought to himself, since he is not in good health and is not suitable for traveling, why did you bring him out from Qingluan Realm? Wouldn't it be better for you to go to the south alone to find Master Yu to make the elixir, and then take the elixir back to save him
Qian Aotian also left with his beloved.
This time, before Sun Aotian opened his mouth, Lin Fan laughed first and said in a very casual manner: "The rest of this world will be taken care of by me and Brother Shen. Brother Sun, you can go first with your sister."
Sun Aotian laughed loudly, said nothing more, clasped his fists and said: "Thank you for your help, brothers. We will meet again in Baiyun City someday!"
There were nine people in the team just now, but in the blink of an eye, there were only two dogs left.
Looking at the corpses, the wounded Shen Xinghai stood up with the help of his sword and sighed: "Let's go, we still have to take those captives back to their hometowns."
There are not many people left in the city.
Those rich young men who came here to have fun valued their lives more than anyone else, and fled this world early when they saw the situation was not good. The ones left here now were nothing more than some low-level lackeys and the captured spirits from various worlds. Fortunately, Lin Fan rescued most of them in advance, so these innocent people did not suffer many casualties.
However, Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan cannot take so many people out of this world at once, so they have to find some magical tools here to travel between the various worlds.
The two walked in the city. At first, it was still prosperous, but the bandits were all bloodthirsty guys. These people could maintain order when they had money, but when it came to a critical moment, where was the brotherhood? They would have scattered like monkeys when the tree fell!
After discovering that a powerful enemy had invaded, the city was in chaos. Some people wanted to take advantage of the chaos to rob the guests, some were injured and couldn't escape so they planned to set fire to everyone. Not to mention the precious treasures and various magic weapons, they were all taken away. Now the city has become a ruin!
“It’s just that the magic weapons that travel between the various realms are extremely rare. Not to mention the rare treasures like the Nebula Shuttle, even ordinary talismans and flying magic weapons are extremely rare…” Because Lin Fan didn’t know about the affairs of the upper realm, Shen Xinghai explained to him in a low voice.
Just then, Shen Xinghai kicked a piece of wood under his feet.
He originally just wanted to kick the wooden board blocking the way away, but who would have thought that Immortal Venerable Yang Xuan suddenly said: "Silly boy, your luck is really rare. You just said you wanted a magic weapon, and now you have found it?"
Lin Fan's movements also paused, and a hoarse voice came out from the broken jade on his body: "Lin Fan, your chance has come!"
Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan looked at each other. Instead of fighting for the magic weapon, they tacitly started to clean up the ruins here.
Unexpectedly, under those broken walls, there was a warehouse of a magic weapon shop hidden. Perhaps those robbers fled in a hurry, and there was a big fire around, so they didn't have time to come here to rob.
Shen Xinghai's eyes swept over these things. His master and fellow brothers liked to forge swords, so they accepted all the ores, as well as gifts for other friends.
He was used to seeing good things in Baiyun City and didn't think these things were that good, so he just picked out some useful ones and kept them.
Lin Fan looked at the jewelry box in Shen Xinghai's hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a smile: "Brother Shen, you still say that you don't have a confidante?"
Shen Xinghai explained seriously: "These are prepared for my senior and junior sisters. When I go out, I always have to bring some gifts back."
"Haha, so you didn't even prepare a betrothal gift for your future Taoist partner!" Lin Fan laughed loudly, casually took a colorful gem from his mustard seed bag and threw it over, jokingly saying, "You can take this rainbow stone too. I found it by accident in a certain world, so it's useless. But a piece this big is enough to make a set of gorgeous jewelry, which will definitely make your future Taoist partner happy."
Shen Xinghai took the stone, weighed it, and accepted it without hesitation.
However, he was not thinking of using it to please his future Taoist partner. He was thinking that Charmander particularly liked gems. If he gave this fancy gem to someone, it would surely make the unfortunate child happy...
"Thank you for the gift, Brother Lin! You can take everything here."
Lin Fan was not polite and put the rest into his pocket one by one. As for the boxes of source crystals, the two of them divided them up politely.
"It's a pity that I couldn't find the magic weapon that was used to travel between the worlds. I guess these top treasures are all carried in mustard seed bags..."
As soon as they said this, they suddenly remembered something.
Lin Fan looked a little strange: "Brother Shen, if I remember correctly, you were dealing with a bunch of bandit corpses just now. Did you strip them clean?"
Just now the other three were walking in a hurry because of the beauties beside them, and since Lin Fan was seriously injured and couldn't move, Shen Xinghai took the initiative to volunteer to take on the task of destroying the body.
Shen Xinghai nodded in recognition and said frankly: "A good friend once told me, 'If you kill someone but don't take the treasure, you will get a lump on your head', so from now on I will accept all the things."
In the distant Qingliu Sword Sect's mountain, Wen Yun sneezed violently.
Lin Fan waved his hand: "I don't mean anything else, but those who are chasing you are all very powerful. I think they have more treasures in their mustard seed bags. You might as well go and see if there is any magic weapon that can cross the void."
The owners of these mustard seed sacs had already died, and Shen Xinghai easily broke the soul imprints on them.
He was open-minded and had no intention of keeping anything to himself, so he took out the treasures without hesitation, one for him and one for Lin Fan, dividing them harmoniously.
As expected, there were many magical instruments that could carry people inside, including a Source Crystal Boat that was as big as an island, and it was likely that it could carry tens of thousands of people at a time to leave this world.
Things will be easy with this Source Crystal Boat.
Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan quickly took action. It was not difficult for them to deal with the remaining small fry in the city. After another round of killing, the city quickly returned to peace.
The sky was already turning a pale white, the long night was over, and the sky was gradually brightening.
Shen Xinghai lowered his head to wipe the blood stains off the Yunjing Sword, then raised his head to look above his head.
Lin Fan had not discovered it yet, but he vaguely sensed something strange and discovered the existence of this extremely thin cloud of calamity.
This shows that the previous experience is useful!
Shen Xinghai's heart was slightly disturbed, but he quickly calmed down. His calamity cloud was very small, and it seemed that the thunder calamity was still a long way from coming. It would take three to five years at the shortest, or even hundreds of years at the longest. It would be important to take this opportunity to gain more experience!
So Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan gathered all the people from the lower world together, and then started their journey to send them home.
The crowd lined up with their heads down, walking silently towards the Source Crystal Boat. Even though Lin Fan said that he was sending them home, to these people who had been through so much, this promise was so light that it was not even as important as a piece of paper.
The people on the boat each found a corner to sit in. Some of them hugged each other and cried together, but most of them looked numb.
Lin Fan took a look at the boat and sighed, "Because these bandits want to bring these people from the lower realms to earn source crystals, they have selected young men and women with low cultivation but outstanding appearance, especially female cultivators. Brother Shen, I have said before that I really don't like dealing with female cultivators. Why don't you go find male cultivators and ask them what realm these female cultivators are from?"
By the way, Lin Fan had said before that he lost interest in love after his engagement was broken off, but he didn’t expect the shadow to be so big that it actually made him start to be afraid of women!
Shen Xinghai hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed reluctantly.
The female cultivators were now crowded in the rear cabin of the Yuan Jing Boat. The older ones hugged the younger ones to protect them, but they were all in a miserable state at the moment. Many of them were rescued directly from the slave auction house by Lin Fan. They were only wearing cool clothes that couldn't even cover their arms. Because their cultivation was too low, they couldn't use their cultivation to keep warm and were shivering in the cabin.
As soon as Shen Xinghai stepped into the cabin, hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at him, with vigilance and tension in their eyes.
He quickly turned his eyes away from these embarrassed women, took out the light magic scroll given by Wen Yun from the mustard seed bag, tore it open to ward off the cold for them, then turned his face away slightly, and handed out a stack of thick robes, which were all arranged for him by Senior Sister Meng Ran in the past.
Shen Xinghai tilted his head and looked at the cabin wall, without looking away, and said: "These are all new clothes, fellow Taoists, take them to keep out the cold."
After a moment, the weight in his hand lightened a little, and soon there was the rustling sound of someone getting dressed.
The newly-made white shirts were passed from one pair of hands to another, and finally fell gently onto the bodies of the female slaves being auctioned, wrapping them up.
Shen Xinghai never looked back until a soft "OK" came from the side. Then he turned around, his eyes straight and he didn't glance around. Without saying a word, he just asked these female cultivators in a simple and firm manner which world they were going back to.
The female cultivators did not dare to say much. At this point they could only choose to trust the man in front of them and answered the questions in a low voice.
It’s just that the many lower realms don’t actually have names. Even they know their own factions or the countries they live in. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people in the lower realms, they live in the whole world.
Looking at these completely unfamiliar factions and countries, Shen Xinghai's brows were almost furrowed together. It seemed that he had to stop in every lower realm to let these people identify them.
At this moment, a very gentle voice sounded with a slight hesitation—
"Excuse me, are you a senior from the Qingliu Sword Sect?"
Shen Xinghai looked over and asked coldly, "Do you know him?"
The person who spoke was a thin and frail female cultivator. It seemed that her cultivation had just reached the Nascent Soul stage, and she was considered one of the most skilled among this group of female cultivators.
Her eyes were clear and bright. When her gaze met Shen Xinghai's for a moment, a bit of uneasiness appeared on her face. It seemed that she was also a female cultivator who had drifted to the auction house. At this moment, she was wearing the plain white robe given by Shen Xinghai. Because the robe was too loose, it made her look even thinner.
She held the corner of her clothes in her hand, looking at the embroidered pattern of two intertwined swords, and mustered up the courage to say, "I... I was fortunate enough to accompany my master to participate in the Qingliu Sword Sect's ceremony in the past, and I saw this mark."
This is the sect logo of Qingliu Sword Sect. Since she recognizes it, she must be from the world of cultivation.
Shen Xinghai breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, someone knew where to send it!
"You are indeed a disciple of the Qingliu Sword Sect." He asked straightforwardly, "What's your name? Which sect are you from?"
Upon hearing that Shen Xinghai came from the Qingliu Sword Sect, the female cultivator was obviously relieved.
She whispered, "My name is Ming Xiyue. I am a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect in the Four Continents. My master took me to various realms for training after my master ascended to heaven. However, when we were staying in a certain lower realm, we encountered a group of bandits. My master was killed, and I was also kidnapped and enslaved..."
Later, Shen Xinghai vaguely remembered that the Qingfeng Sect was actually quite famous because their ancestor was also one of the cultivators who successfully ascended to heaven in the world of cultivation.
However, the path of cultivation was indeed dangerous. This Taoist friend finally died after ascending to heaven with great difficulty.
Shen Xinghai was not very good at comforting people. After a moment of silence, he could only say dryly: "Don't be sad. I will send you back to the cultivation world after a while."
After saying this, he took out a lot of food and fasting pills from his mustard seed bag and placed them in the cabin. He bowed and said goodbye before leaving.
Seeing Shen Xinghai leave, the other female cultivators curiously surrounded Ming Xiyue and asked in a low voice.
"Miss Ming, this Taoist fellow is so cool and cool, and he seems to be very powerful. Since you are in the same realm as him, do you know his name? Will he be like those people... and also plan to sell us to some place?"
Ming Xiyue then remembered that she had not asked the name of her benefactor. She was stunned for a moment, and answered in a low voice: "The sect you belong to is just a small sect. The Qingliu Sword Sect where your Taoist brother belongs is a very large sect. It is said that there are several ascended masters in charge, and the disciples of this sect have always acted fairly and honestly. I think you are saved this time."
At this point, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
There was another Qingfeng Sect disciple who was abducted with her. She tugged at Ming Xiyue's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Ming, we want to go home quickly. Can you ask a senior from the Qingliu Sword Sect to take us back first? We are both cultivators, he will definitely agree."
Ming Xiyue frowned and said in a low voice: "The cultivation world is in the East Territory. Now we are in the West Territory. We should send the cultivators in the West Territory home first. How can we be so selfish? Besides, we have already received their life-saving grace. How can we try to make friends with them and make things difficult for them?"
A nephew had tears in his eyes: "But our master is also a master in the Ascension Stage after all. Maybe the senior just now can give a favor to our master..."
"Be careful with your words." Ming Xiyue touched her nephew's head and interrupted her in a low voice: "Be good, don't say anything more, we can always go home."
She sighed, and a hint of sadness appeared in her beautiful eyes.
Not to mention that the master has passed away, even if the master was still alive, the senior just now might not give him face.
Although she couldn't see through Shen Xinghai's cultivation level, she vaguely realized that his cultivation level was not weaker than that of her own master. Such a young genius must be a remarkable figure in the Qingliu Sword Sect.
Ming Xiyue was injured, and a female cultivator found some healing pills from the ones left by Shen Xinghai and handed them to her. She held the pill which gave off a fresh medicinal scent, lowered her eyes and was slightly dazed.
The journey is extremely long and dangerous.
Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan escorted an entire Source Crystal Boat full of people from the lower realms across all realms. There were only two of them who were capable of fighting on the entire Source Crystal Boat. Following them were thousands of noobs whose average cultivation level was only at the Golden Core level. Naturally, the burden on their shoulders became heavier and heavier.
He encountered roving bandits and crazy monks on the way, and Shen Xinghai's strength was steadily improving.
At this moment, this group of people encountered the void beast that was wreaking havoc in the void again.
The cultivation base of these strange beasts is at least at the Ascension Stage or above. They are ferocious and bloodthirsty and extremely difficult to deal with. Many cultivators have died at their hands.
However, at this time, there were at least three void monsters appearing behind the Source Crystal Boat!
Lin Fan's face was full of solemnity. He pulled out his magic weapon and took out his weapons. He solemnly told Shen Xinghai behind him: "Brother Shen, go and deal with these strange beasts. You control the Source Crystal Boat to take them away from this area quickly. I will meet you after I deal with them..."
Before he finished saying the word "和", a light breeze blew past from behind him, and the Cloud Crystal Sword reflected a dazzling light, flying with its master to attack those void beasts!
Immortal Venerable Yang Xuan was so angry that he burst into tears and cursed: "Shen Xinghai, you crazy boy! Wen Yun shouldn't have given you this life-saving thing in the first place!"
No, fortunately Junior Sister Wen gave him this life-saving jade piece, so that he could face death fearlessly and break through the barriers of cultivation - this is what Shen Xinghai thought as he repeatedly tested the edge of death.
If Immortal Venerable Yang Xuan had a physical body, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood by now.
"Shen Xinghai! I have lived for tens of thousands of years, and I have never seen a more unlucky person than you who loves to commit suicide!"
But soon, Immortal Yang Xuan's words were overturned, which fully proved that as long as you live long enough, you can meet all kinds of strange people.
But Lin Fan on the side was staring at Shen Xinghai's back with burning eyes, and then he suddenly laughed towards the sky.
"Brother Shen, we are on the verge of death, and you are not afraid. How can I not fight as your brother?"
"As monks, why should we fear a battle?"
Amidst the flashing swords, the two young monks faced the giant void beast that was as majestic and huge as a mountain as if they were risking their lives.
The other cultivators on the Yuan Jing Boat also noticed the movement. The timid ones hid in the cabin and dared not come out, while those with higher cultivation levels bravely stood outside the cabin and watched the battle in the distance.
Ming Xiyue was standing right behind him.
She stood on tiptoe and looked to the side anxiously, but the body of the void beast was so huge that Shen Xinghai looked like a small white ant in comparison. She could only judge his position by the sword light in his hand.
It was obvious that the strength of the Void Beast far exceeded that of Shen Xinghai. When its bloody teeth were wide open and biting down, he had to concentrate all his attention to avoid and dodge those poisonous fangs.
Be quick.
Grandmaster Ye once said that the ultimate in swordsmanship is to be so fast that you can see the remaining sword shadow from your previous move. As long as your sword is fast enough, the enemies will not be able to catch up with you, because they will all die!
Shen Xinghai nimbly dodged another fierce attack from the giant beast, but at this moment another giant beast opened its mouth and bit him. The hot air from its mouth carried a strong fishy smell, but he did not even frown, and was as calm as the sword in his hand.
At the moment when the beast bit him, Shen Xinghai did not retreat but advanced instead, and actually flew straight into the mouth of the void beast!
Seeing this scene, Ming Xiyue beside him turned pale instantly, and his body swayed and was about to fall down.
However, at this moment, a sword light appeared like lightning.
The giant beast that swallowed Shen Xinghai suddenly let out a terrifying howl. A huge hole was split on the beast's head by the sword light that suddenly appeared. A bright red figure jumped high with a sword in both hands, accompanied by a clear shout. Blood splattered in the sky. The void beast struggled desperately, and finally turned into a pile of shattered blood and flesh and completely died.
Lin Fan, who was not far away, also dealt with another giant beast at the same time. With the joint efforts of the two, the remaining giant beast had almost no chance to fight back and was defeated in the void.
Shen Xinghai was covered in blood. His pure white Qingliu Sword Sect disciple uniform had long been soaked and turned dark red. His long jet-black hair also now exuded an alluring red color, with blood dripping down from his body. It was impossible to tell whether it was his own blood or the beast's.
He almost fell onto the boat, and couldn't even hold the Yunjing Sword firmly.
The cultivators on the Yuan Jing Boat hurriedly came up to support the two men, but they didn't even have a mustard seed sac on them, let alone any elixirs or medicinal herbs. Their cultivation was even lower, so they could only stand by and worry.
Shen Xinghai felt dizzy from time to time, and he didn't know whether it was due to excessive blood loss or the aftereffect of exhausting his energy.
He opened his lips and whispered something, but his voice was so weak that he seemed to be out of breath, and no one could understand what he was trying to say.
Ming Xiyue was anxious, so she pushed aside the people around her and rushed to the front. She put her ear close to Shen Xinghai's ear and finally heard a sentence clearly -
"Pick up... the sword..."
Good fellow, you are worthy of being a swordsman. Even though you are almost dying, you are still thinking about the sword!
Ming Xiyue hurriedly turned around, found the Yunjing Sword, and stuffed it into Shen Xinghai's hand.
"Senior, your sword is not lost!"
Shen Xinghai felt relieved and his breathing became steady.
It's just that he has exhausted all his energy now, and can't even open the mustard seed sac. Lin Fan next to him is in no better condition than him, and the others on the boat have no chance of opening his mustard seed sac, so he is now in an awkward situation.
There are obviously many treasures for healing, but now I can’t take them out at all!
Shen Xinghai had no choice but to lie down and wait for his energy to recover before taking medicine.
However, after the people around him dispersed, a hand that was holding his hand reached out secretly. He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Ming Xiyue's uneasy face.
What she handed over was a healing pill, and her small hand was trembling as she passed it into Shen Xinghai's arms.
Shen Xinghai swallowed a pill, and the injuries on his body immediately eased.
For Shen Xinghai, who had made fighting - getting injured - taking medicine a daily routine, the taste of this pill was too familiar.
He coughed lightly and said seriously, "Friend Ming, this pill seems to be a healing pill made by Master Yu. And you seem to have injuries on your body. How dare you give me such a valuable thing... I will definitely reward you handsomely when I return!"
Ming Xiyue was stunned for a moment, and after a while she murmured, "This pill is yours."
"… Really?" Shen Xinghai, who took medicine like eating and used mustard seed capsules like a medicine store, was a little caught off guard. He took a deep breath before continuing, "But I have to thank you too."
The source of energy in his body began to recover gradually, so he reached into the mustard seed sac and took out a whole bottle of healing medicine and handed it over: "Take the medicine quickly."
Ming Xiyue lowered her head, looking at the white porcelain bottle nervously, then she took out a pill from the bottle with great care and returned the rest.
"Thank you, senior. Please take a rest. I won't disturb you anymore."
Shen Xinghai didn't think there was anything wrong. He relaxed his strength and then supported himself to feed medicine to the unconscious Lin Fan beside him.
"Friend Lin, it's time to take your medicine."
I don't know why, but Su Yuan and his companions didn't encounter much trouble when they were traveling around the world, but Shen Xinghai and Lin Fan were faced with all kinds of crises.
However, compared with the void beast, the troubles that followed were nothing.
In the troubles along the way, the two of them escorted the entire Source Crystal Boat through countless lower realms, and finally completed the mission. Except for the two who wanted to return to the cultivation world, everyone else went home.
But after sending one person off, Lin Fan seemed a little absent-minded when he returned to the boat.
After so many years of getting along, Shen Xinghai and him have a deep friendship, so naturally he couldn't help but show concern: "Friend Lin, you seem to be worried about something?"
"Alas!" Lin Fan sighed, took out a pot of wine and drank it with melancholy, then revealed a helpless smile: "To be honest, the world I just went to is my hometown."
Shen Xinghai frowned: "If you miss your hometown, Brother Lin can go home and live there for ten years."
“I have no relatives or friends. Going back will only add to my sadness. It’s better not to go.” There was a hint of loneliness in Lin Fan’s eyes.
Shen Xinghai hesitated: "Why..."
Lin Fan glanced at him, and finally decided to tell his good friend his thoughts: "I am ashamed to say that when I went downstairs, I saw my former fiancée. Yes, I am talking about the one who broke off the engagement. The cultivator I just sent back turned out to be the son of her and her Taoist partner."
This was too tragic. Shen Xinghai immediately looked at him with sympathy.
"I used to be childhood sweethearts with her, but life is unpredictable. Now I'm a lonely man wandering in the world, and she's also a mother... Sigh! Lin Fan has been a proud and arrogant person all his life, but he was also a loser who was tragically rejected by his fiance!" Lin Fan drank a gulp of wine, feeling depressed.
Seeing this, Shen Xinghai decided to comfort his friend: "Friend Lin, please don't be sad. In fact, you are not the only one who has been rejected."
Lin Fan held the wine jar: "Hmm?"
Shen Xinghai had no choice but to recount his experience of being broken off, but his tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was telling someone else's story, without any sadness or indignation at all.
Lin Fan was puzzled: "Brother Shen, don't you hate them? You are now one of the most outstanding young talents in the sect. If you go back to find your fiancée who abandoned you, wouldn't you be able to give them a good slap in the face?"
Shen Xinghai smiled carefreely: "Why do you want to slap me in the face? It's just an engagement. You and your daughter have never met and have no feelings for each other. You shouldn't be bound by an engagement. Besides, you were not strong at the time and your family was in decline. You were not worthy of your daughter. It was normal for you to be rejected. If it were you, would you be willing to marry your daughter who you have raised so beautifully to a sickly man who is about to die at any time?"
He said calmly: "The world is like dust, why worry about it?"
These remarks were unheard of by Lin Fan.
At first, he only knew that kindness and vengeance must be paid. After arriving in the upper realm, he had heard of anecdotes about some monks who had their engagements broken off and later had their fiancées' entire families wiped out. It seemed that in the eyes of everyone, being humiliated should be retaliated with cruel means. However, he himself could not bring himself to kill his fiancée's family, so he could only leave his hometown and never return, to prevent himself from going out and slaughtering everyone else one day.
This was the first time that Shen Xinghai was so open-minded, but Lin Fan felt that what he said made more sense than the so-called "revenge must be paid".
"You're right, I'm narrow-minded." Lin Fan drank a glass of wine and finally laughed heartily: "Shen Xinghai, Shen Xinghai, you really live up to your name, your heart is as vast as the sea of stars!"
Shen Xinghai also curled his lips, snatched the wine jar and drank a sip.
Ming Xiyue, who was guarding outside the cabin, looked a little pale.
She was in a trance, and it lasted until the day she arrived in the world of cultivation, and she seemed a little absent-minded.
Shen Xinghai brought her to the foot of the Qingfeng sect's mountain. He frowned after looking at the broken and almost decayed mountain sign. It seemed that a lot of things had happened after the death of the sect's ancestor, and not even a single person was left in the huge sect.
"Friend Ming Dao, something seems to have happened in the Qingfeng Sect. How about I send you back home?"
At this point, Ming Xiyue suddenly came to her senses and said in panic: "No... no need, I will go home by myself. I have troubled you all the way, and I dare not trouble you again."
Shen Xinghai did not find anything unusual. Ming Xiyue was a Nascent Soul cultivator after all. His cultivation level was low in the upper realm, but he was one of the most powerful in the world of cultivators. He probably did not need him to continue escorting her.
So he nodded and said politely: "I will return to the Cloud Sea Realm soon. Take care."
Ming Xiyue wanted to say something but stopped herself. She raised her head and looked at the obvious thunder of ascension above Shen Xinghai's head. In the end, all her words turned into a light sigh.
The Yunjing Sword flew so fast that it blew away the gentle "Take care of yourself too" behind it.
“Ah, it’s snowing!”
Bao Pilong rubbed his hands, forgot about the task of practicing sword, and looked up at the snow.
Zhu Erchong stuck his head out to take a look, and slapped his head suddenly: "Oh, Junior Brother Shen's roof was smashed by hail last month, and I haven't had time to repair it yet. We have to repair it quickly before the snow gets too heavy!"
As he said this, he was about to rush outside. Bao Pilong hurriedly followed him: "Wait! Today is Laba Festival. Junior Sister Wen has cooked some secret Laba porridge on the Tenth Peak for us to drink. It will be faster if we repair the roof together, so we don't have to miss out on hot porridge!"
The two of them flew towards Shen Xinghai's courtyard while arguing. Because the bricklayer's craftsmanship was getting better and better, he filled the big hole in a short time.
Zhu Erchong and Bao Pilong wiped their hands and chatted as they walked towards the Tenth Peak.
"It's New Year's Day in a few days. It's been ten years since you left. Why hasn't Junior Brother Shen come back yet?"
"Junior Sister Wen said last year that Junior Brother Shen would not come back until he ascended. I'm afraid we'll have to wait another hundred years."
Zhu Erchong sighed and smelled the aroma of barbecue wafting from not far away. He couldn't help but be overjoyed: "I knew it. Junior Sister Wen asked us to come over for dinner during the festival. She definitely wouldn't just give us porridge. Smell this aroma. It must be Senior Brother Ye grilling the fish himself!"
"If you call me Brother Ye again, I'm afraid this fish will die."
Zhu Erchong was not afraid. He ran towards the small courtyard on the top of the mountain with a smile on his face, and did not forget to take out the communication jade slip to leave a message for the missing Shen Xinghai -
"Junior Brother Shen, it's Laba Festival again this year. We are also gathering together to drink Laba porridge this year. However, Senior Brother Ye grilled the fish himself. And from the smell of the fish, if I'm not mistaken, Senior Sister Meng Ran also opened a jar of drunken dream. But unfortunately, you are not here this year, so Senior Brother can only eat a few more for you..."
The courtyard was already full of people. The little fire dragon stood beside Ye Shubai, staring at the grilled fish, his ammonite almost dripping. Senior Sister Meng Ran was pouring wine for everyone. Wen Yun, who was standing next to him, was fiddling with a wind instrument in his hand with a frown on his face, muttering something like "suona to liven up the atmosphere".
Zhu Erchong received the jade slip of communication and squeezed into the crowd with Bao Pilong, jokingly trying to snatch a skewer of grilled fish from the little fire dragon.
At this moment, the sky was gradually getting dark. Goose-feather-like snowflakes were falling from the dark zenith and the sea of clouds. The dim bonfire was reflected on everyone's faces, making them look warm and happy.
The spatial fluctuations began to spread at this time.
Wen Yun threw away the suona and said hastily, "Oh no! The transmission jade piece has been activated. Senior Brother Shen might have encountered a disaster!"
Everyone was shocked. They all knew Shen Xinghai's temper. This man would never run away unless he was in dire straits. Since he used the teleportation jade piece, he was probably dying!
They immediately imagined what Shen Xinghai would look like when he was teleported back covered in blood and with a broken body. Some flew out to find medical practitioners, some frantically searched for elixirs in mustard seed sacs, and the scene was a mess.
Until Shen Xinghai walked out of the space gap.
Everyone narrowed their eyes and stared at him intently.
But this man was fine, with no missing limbs, his aura was calm and steady, and there was even a calamity cloud above his head!
Wen Yun hesitated and said, "... Senior Brother Shen?"
Ye Shubai frowned, which was rare, and asked, "Are you okay?"
Shen Xinghai smiled heartily, suppressed his excitement, and said to these old friends: "Thank you all for your concern. I have returned safely!"
Wen Yun was puzzled: "What are you doing with the teleporting jade piece?"
Shen Xinghai raised the jade slip in his hand and explained truthfully: "Senior Brother Zhu said that you all gathered together today, except for one person, so I wanted to rush back to celebrate the New Year with everyone."
"… "
Everyone fell into dead silence.
Wen Yun gritted his teeth and endured for a long time before he swung the dragon bone wand to hit the guy.
Her voice was shaking: "Just for this reason, you used your big baby?!"
Shen Xinghai was completely unaware of the danger. He even nodded his head and said complacently, "I only used it once. I can use it nine more times!"
This self-righteous answer made Wen Yun so angry that his heart ached.
In the end, it was Senior Sister Meng Ran who persuaded her to calm down: "Forget it, it's a big festival, let's eat first and then beat the child."
Even Ye Shubai started to remind him leisurely: "The grilled fish is going to get burnt."
For the sake of the grilled fish, Wen Yun managed to calm down.
"Forget it, we're finally back, let's eat first."
But just as they were about to sit down again and share the grilled fish, a tiny bolt of lightning suddenly leaked out from the calamity cloud above Shen Xinghai's head, and struck right on the grilled fish that had been grilled to a golden and crispy state!
At one glance it was still grilled fish, at the next glance it had turned to charcoal.
On the top of the tenth peak, the little fire dragon let out a desperate roar.
That night, no one had any meat to eat, and everyone could only hold a bowl of Laba porridge in their hands.