Reef Fort is a humble town on the East China Sea, where fishermen live in the middle of the day. Even if it was such a major event as the Emperor of Northern Qi going south to destroy the Tang Dynasty, it was just a change of parents in the county for them. The daily harvest is still sent to the acquaintance of the fishmonger to change the copper plate, put it in the clay pot and carefully save it, and when the market opens at the beginning of the month, the women carefully wrap the copper coins with small blue handkerchiefs, carry the soles of Xinna's shoes, and go to the market to exchange two feet of new cloth, half a catty of brown sugar, and a pot of oil. Although the days are hard, they are also comfortable.

However, this calm came to an end one morning in early winter.

On that day, it was the beginning of winter.

Every winter, the reef fort and the surrounding villagers will put on good clothes to worship their ancestors, under the leadership of the village elders, carrying the roast pig whole chicken plate noodles and other sacrifices, all the way to the sea temple to worship, begging for good weather and safe sea.

The god of the sea they worship is a statue of a goddess as dignified and loving as Guanyin. Legend has it that she was born a thousand years ago, born with extraordinary abilities, good at divination, good at medical skills, and great compassion, responsive to requests, so good for more than ten years, in the twenty-eight-year-old winter day, under the eyes of everyone, she rode the long wind to ride the auspicious clouds, soared in the sky and daylight, and since then flew to the sky and became holy. Since then, whenever there is a shipwreck, as long as you sincerely pray and call for help, the goddess will come in red to help the emergency!

The fishermen are lonely, living a life on the cusp of the storm, and the year's income depends on the mood of the sea king, and they are naturally very devout to this merciful god, and although the family is suffering, they dare not neglect the sacrifice. Nearly 1,000 years of tribute and repair, the sea temple is made magnificent and golden, the statue of the god several feet high is coated with gold powder, the eyes are inlaid with luminous pearls, and the graceful body is covered with the best brocade of the tribute to the royal family.

After the private school gentleman invited by the town finished reading the memorial text, the elders of each village stepped forward with incense sticks held high, and all the villagers crowded next to each other in the square knelt down, just as they were offering incense and praying for blessings, they heard a loud rumble, and the village elders looked up and saw that the face of the big Buddha statue in the center of the main hall was showing a slender crack of more than a foot!

This is......

Could it be that the gods have the knowledge and a sign that something terrible will happen to them?

The village elders changed color one after another, and there were exclamations from the square!

The villagers were still kneeling in reverence and shouting at the sky in panic, the monstrous waves were rolling in, the black waves were higher than the Tanah Lot Temple, and in the dim sunlight, the dark purple foam was vaguely visible on the waves!

However, Tanah Lot Temple was built on a hill more than ten miles from the sea!

Could it be that there will really be a terrible catastrophe in the East China Sea?!

The sudden earth-shattering coercion frightened the villagers into fleeing in all directions, and they instinctively fell to the ground and trembled.

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On Lingsi Island, which is about 100 miles away from the Poseidon Palace, the lord of Shangguan Island led more than 100 people on the island, all dressed in solemn costumes, and were standing in a row on the crystal paved square, waiting for the arrival of the guests of Wan Shizong.

When the black tide surged, Lingsi Island was also affected, but fortunately, the enchantment in this place was personally laid by the power of the Ten Thousand Origin Sect, if there was no magic weapon to reach the sky, even the power of the Yuan Infant Stage would not want to break through in an hour. Therefore, the huge waves shook many buildings on the island as they passed, but the barrier never moved.

"The guests have been arriving for a long time, but they have encountered the Kuroshio Tide halfway......"

Since the sun first rose, he had been waiting for more than three hours, and Shangguan Lingsi, who couldn't bear it, reminded his father in a low voice.

Shangguan Lingyun was also anxious, and after listening to his son's muttering, he became more and more angry, turned around, glared fiercely, and said, "What nonsense! The mana of the elders of the Ten Thousand Origin Sect is monstrous, how can the evil demon outer path be able to shake it! The black wave of Fang Cai may be the elders slaying demons and eliminating demons." ”

However, the stern tone can't cover the weakness of the heart.

The East China Sea is vast and vast, and in the depths of the vast ocean, I don't know how much dirt is hidden. Most of the people who settled here were scattered cultivators who were not allowed in the Central Plains, or who were withdrawn in temperament or exaggerated in behavior, and naturally, the matter of killing people and looting treasures was nothing more than a gesture for them.

Shangguan Lingyun was also an inner disciple of the Ten Thousand Sects, more than a hundred years ago, although he came to the East China Sea to hunt for treasures, but because of the accidental disappearance of the fellow teacher, and by chance found the spiritual veins on Lingsi Island, which was still an unknown island at that time, and since then he has left the sect. With the cultivation of Xudan, Shangguan Lingyun soon won the reverence of the local foolish people and proclaimed himself the owner of the island, and collected dozens of slaves and maids from a nearby fishing village, and lived in high-rise buildings, and his life was extremely comfortable.

But with the birth of Shangguan Lingsi and the promotion of cultivation to Jindan, Shangguan Lingyun began to be afraid. He was afraid that the portal would be cleared by Wan Shi Zong, and he was even more afraid that the East China Sea would be unfathomable, and Jin Dan Xiu Wei would not be able to hold the Lingsi Island with two spiritual veins at all! After spending a few years in such a panic, he made a decision, taking advantage of the opportunity of the inner disciples of the Wan Shi Sect to purchase from the sea market, he took the initiative to come to the door to ask for guilt, and tried his best to win over the relationship, and the circle of filial piety can be said to be touching, and finally won the mercy of the elders of the Wan Shi Sect, and since then Ling Si Island has been completely collected by the private property of Wan Shi Zong, and he has also gained a firm foothold in the treacherous East China Sea.

On the surface, Shangguan Lingyun suffered a big loss, but because he concealed part of the output when he reported to the sect, the sect naturally did not pay much attention to Lingsi Island, except for the reception of envoys once every three years, Lingsi Island still respected him, and those demons in the East China Sea scattered cultivators, even if they coveted the benefits of Lingsi Island, because of the prestige of the Wanshi Sect, they did not dare to act rashly.

Shangguan Lingyun is not an insatiable person, he is extremely satisfied with the moment, and his only ambition is to take advantage of the opportunity of the elders of the sect and their descendants to come to Lingpet Island in the East China Sea to explore treasures and be responsible for the reception, so as to climb a good family for his son and improve the status of Lingsi Island in the sect again.

Naturally, these selfishness of his father, Shangguan Lingsi, as the owner of the young island, also knew it. Although the fact that he would have a wife with a higher status than himself made him unhappy, he still acquiesced to his father's calculation, after all, the most important thing is to keep the family business of Lingsi Island!

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On the colorful cloud boat, Li Yunuan was in a daze.

It was not the first time to ride a colorful cloud boat, nor was it the first time to travel with an elder of the sect, but looking at the vast beings as small as ants underground, and the vast East China Sea in the distance, there was an inexplicable fear in her heart.

Being dug out of the snow by the disciples of the sect under the command of the general master ancestor was the fifteenth day after the collapse of the Northern Hell Secret Realm. If it weren't for the fact that she had achieved a little success in cultivating the Tao, and she had to be covered with snow to moisten her lips and tongue, just not eating or drinking for the past fifteen days would have been enough for her to lose her vitality and slump from then on.

Suddenly bathed in light again from the dead darkness, Li Yunuan even felt extremely pleasing and kind to the Phoenix Divine Monarch's dazzling but fancy face with sharp pain in his eyes.

But she immediately began to be scared again.

While lying on the bed and pretending to be asleep, she listened to Su Hongye talk about the situation outside. First of all, the Northern Netherworld Secret Realm suddenly collapsed, and there were very few survivors of the exploration team that entered it. Then the ice field underwent a major mutation, and the disciples stationed there were all wiped out. What's even more terrifying is that the Three Realms Temple, which has been inherited for thousands of years, was tragically baptized in blood, and seven of the ten major sects of Tantra were closed and closed. In today's cultivation realm, the ice field has completely become a forbidden place, which is the power of the Yuan Infant Stage, and when it comes to the ice field, you can't help but lower your voice.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention, not to mention that she-

In the Bronze Palace of the North Underworld, those illusions, those blood and fire that rushed to the sky, the unyielding women wrapped in layers of bronze thorns, and ...... The black-clothed king who came with a wave of blood and wore a corpse robe full of maggots......

Everything is so cruel and so clear, like a scar engraved on the hand, even if you pretend not to see it, it will hurt faintly.

What's more, the bronze mask is still there, it is deliberately placed next to the pillow, so cold and so real, repeatedly reminding her that she is a rare survivor of the collapse of the Northern Secret Realm, and what she sees and hears cannot be treated as a secret for the rest of her life, buried in her heart forever!

However, when she finally mustered up the courage to confess some of what she had seen to the sect, the general master ancestor came to her burrow accompanied by the Phoenix Divine Monarch.

"There is one thing," he looked into her eyes, gentle enough to be close to pity, "the sect stipulates that those involved in the operation are not allowed to communicate details privately, and when the operation is completed, everything is sealed. So, what happened in the Northern Netherworld, those details that are not reflected on the water mirror, and you don't want to tell me, please don't tell anyone else. ”

“...... What details?" she asked rhetorically, secretly shrinking the bronze mask in her hand back.

"Judging from the water mirror, your actions since entering the territory of the Northern Underworld have been separated by a great storm and the team...... I only know that you entered the North Styx Ice Palace by mistake through another entrance, and because you didn't have a map, you didn't dare to go deeper, so you only suffered some minor injuries when the Ice Palace collapsed. But there's one thing I'm curious about, if ...... You didn't go deep into the Ice Palace, how could you possibly get this bronze mask......"

Jiang Lu said softly, "None of the many fellow disciples who have cultivated higher than you have been spared, but you are the only one who ...... Moreover, I have probed your cultivation, and when you entered the Northern Netherworld, you only had five layers of condensation, but now you are only one line away from building the foundation......"

“...... The mask is...... I picked up ...... There is an aura of power on the mask, so shelter me from being spared......"

Li Yunuan said in a hesitant manner, his heart was crossed, and he handed over the bronze mask.

Jiang Luo didn't accept it, he glanced at the quaint mask, and said softly: "Before you woke up, the sect had repeatedly checked the mask and determined that it was an antiquity artifact, but it was not recorded in the classics, and it recognized you as the master, so I specially returned it to you." ”

When Li Yunuan heard this, she didn't know how to answer with her tongue in her mouth.

But it was Phoenix, who added casually: "When I dug you out, you still had a piece of blood-smeared cloth wrapped around your hand, which was torn from your own skirt, but you had no wounds on your body, and there was no weapon beside you...... Very suspicious ......"

But even then, I won't ask, no matter how many things are going on in the Ice Palace that we don't know how much is going on, or how many of your private secrets you can't tell for some reason. Jiang Lu interrupted the phoenix softly but undoubtedly, he looked at Li Yunuan with a warm smile, "You haven't done anything to be sorry for the sect so far, not to mention that every girl has the right to keep her privacy." ”

"yes, I see. ”

But is the promise of the master really permanent?

Feng Qingde's eyes when he looked at her made her afraid, and the eyes that seemed to be able to see through the whole person made her firmly believe that the Demon Blazing, the Destiny Palace, and the Xue Lu Sword ...... All of the Northern Hell's Secret Realm, he has long known the Dao!