The old man raised his staff and knocked on Xi Tinghua's head: "Your mother clan is a merman, according to the consistent virtue of Yuntan Yuelong, can you inherit the inheritance of the merman clan?"

Hearing this, the tide turned his back and lay on the edge of the barrel, looking at the sea below, his eyes were faint.

Xi Tinghua turned his head, cautiously glanced at the tide, scratched his head with his uninjured right claw, and whispered, "Does weaving Jiaojiao silk yarn count?"

Mu Jun no longer cared about the stubble in front of him, and the phantom wooden boat landed on the surface of the sea, and the tide jumped into the sea and dived. Mu Jun noticed that the tide had a strange attitude towards Xi Tinghua, and he didn't know what entanglement was behind it?

After five breaths, the three Yuhua dolphins swam back, and Mu Jun checked around, but they were not injured?

The tide came out of the sea, she sat on the side of the boat, looking at the place where the water and the sky met, the first red cloud tore through the night, and the morning sun jumped out of the Taiyou Sea, dyeing the sky and the sea red. The boat set sail again and headed north.

A moment after Xiaozhou left, two men in blue robes appeared in mid-air, and the elder volleyed out the dark animal skin scroll, holding a jade pen, and recorded on the scroll:

It's too secluded

Yin recorded that on the third day of the Xuanyue month, the Beiqing Sea area was in the seventh place

Jun Qing took the mermaid tide, the royal boat went north, accompanied by the three jade Chinese dolphins, and met the Xiting Jiaolong-Hua raid dolphins, the two competed, it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, and Guess Hua was seriously injured. A moment later, the Netherworld Giant Thief was behind, swept Hua and the three dolphins, Jun Qingzhou turned into a sword, and escaped with the tide.

Jun Qing was furious, summoned an exotic giant spider, assassinated the giant thief, and saved Jiao Longhua and the three dolphins, Hua was grateful for his kindness and followed.

Yunding Yuque Historical Records Xingjun Hongyue supervises Xingjun and Xia

As soon as I finished writing, I saw a large number of strange and lifeless marine creatures emerging from the surface of the Taiyun Sea, turning their bellies and slowly drifting into the distance with the waves. The younger Inspector Star Monarch Xia swept his gaze over the scroll, then at the corpse on the water, and was silent.

The seal of the historical record star monarch Hong Yue calmly turned a deaf ear to the corpse on the surface of the water, and the seal was completed, and the scroll rushed to the sky, flying to the Baixiao Hall on the top of the clouds. Then there are the classic star officials in the Baixiao Palace, classifying, recording, or reporting, or releasing the Taiyun Yunjing Chronicle to the Taiyun Spirits.

"Is there any detail in this record?" said Yu Xia pinched the trick with one hand, slightly suspicious.

Hong Yue threw a fishing net towards the sea, and in three breaths he salvaged all the corpses of living beings, hooked his fingers, and the fishing net flew into Hong Yue's hand, he flipped the corpse in the fishing net, and a flame rose in his palm to roll the fishing net. After two breaths, the body burned to ashes. Hong Yue put away the fishing net, dusted off his wide sleeves, put his back hand behind his back, looked at the endless sea, and the floating islands dotted in the distance, and said leisurely:

"This is the scourge of the giant thief's ink poison, since it has nothing to do with Jun Qing, besides, there are tens of thousands of living beings fighting every day in Taiyou, how can it be recorded in detail every time!" Speaking of this, Hong Yue smiled lightly and looked sideways at Xia Xia: "After all, we are human cultivators, and we are different from them, not my race......" After speaking, he smiled meaningfully.

"Xia has been taught!" the Superintendent Xingjun lowered his head slightly. Hong Yuejing looked at him for two breaths, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, turned around and faded away. Yu Xia raised his head, looked into the north and breathed away, turned around and followed Hong Yue.

Mu Jun didn't know what was behind her, and drove all the way north, and it was only now that she deeply felt that the Taiyou Sea was a realm. After all these days, she hadn't seen half a single smoke. Those floating islands hang quietly on the surface of the sea, as if they were thousands of years ago. The whole sea was like a dead silence, except for the sound of the waves.

Of course, Mu Jun's side is still very lively, Jiaolong Xi Tinghua doesn't know how to be fooled by the old man, and his dead skin is spread out in the stern of the boat to dry his belly, but the Yuhua dolphin family who has a war feud with him is not very kind to him. From time to time, roll together, have a scuffle, stirring up the waves.

After the tide came from Xitinghua, the whole merman was lazy, pillowing his arms, lying on the side of the barrel, looking at the distance in a daze. Or jump into the water to compete with Xiao Chuan, or dive to the bottom of the sea to bring some special underwater creatures to Mu Jun, but ignore Xi Tinghua.

The quietest were Mu Jun, and the old man who treated her shoulder as a private property, and the two of them exchanged voices from time to time to discuss runes. The more he got along with the old man, the more Mu Jun realized his erudition, talismans, weapons, dan, law, and swords...... Every time he talked about it, he was at ease, which benefited Mu Jun a lot.

Mu Jun still draws his sword in the sea of knowledge every day, and she asks the old man if he uses his divine sense to practice swords in the sea of knowledge, can it be the same in reality?

The old man said slowly: "All living beings in the world have divine souls, and the body is just the shell that carries the divine soul. A cultivator can cultivate a sword without a separate soul and a body, but it is a soul sword!"

"The highest state of sword cultivation is the unity of man and sword, which refers to the spirit as a sword. The old man stroked his beard and looked at her: "Not every cultivator can split a sword in his own sea of consciousness from the very beginning. Sword cultivators mostly dare to swing their swords in the Zhihai Sword Mansion after cultivating the Sword Mansion. Xiao Mujun, you are very lucky, you dared to rashly split the sword at the beginning of your cultivation, and the sea of knowledge was not shattered, which made your soul scatter. The underlying meaning is that Mu Jun is a fool and a brave.

When Mu Jun heard this, he ignored his ridicule, and only wondered in his heart, isn't everything in the sea of knowledge a phantom? That sword qi should also be a phantom, how could there be a saying that the sea of knowledge is broken?

Seeing her puzzled, the old man stroked his white beard, and pointed his staff at the sea: "Use your divine sense to split the Taiyun Sea and see how powerful it is?"

Mu Jun sat concentratingly, her divine consciousness stood above the Taiyu Sea, she was like every time she stood in the sea of knowledge, her divine consciousness turned into a sword, holding the sword on her chest, and the first style of the Cangsheng Sword Technique: Cangzhimu.

The boat stood quietly in the sea, not swaying with the waves, and gradually the sea quieted down, and the waves turned into ripples, like the folds of the mirror smoothed by the invisible hand, as quiet as a water mirror, and after two breaths, countless large vines burst out of the bottom of the water, and the breath of the water turned into a pale long sword, rising to the sky, passing through the huge floating island in mid-air. After a breath, the pale long sword like a rain of swords quietly returned from the sky, passed through the floating island again, and stabbed at the water mirror, but it turned into a large vine at the moment of entering the water and returned to the water mirror.

Mu Jun opened his eyes, looked at the huge mirror, stretched out his hand and wiped it, the mirror disappeared, and the waves rose one after another. She looked up at the huge floating islands in the sky ahead, which turned to powder in a moment. Mu Jun swept her head sideways over the tide that was staring at her blankly, and her eyes were on the Jiaolong Xi Tinghua who was looking at her thoughtfully, until it moved away casually, she withdrew her gaze and looked at the old man.

(To be continued.) )