Early the next morning.

Yu Chen let the stone guard on the Wanjia Mausoleum, and after having breakfast, he went down the mountain.

- At first, he wanted to replace himself with a paper man, but thinking that the journey was far away, he was afraid that the paper man paper equestrian would lose its effect if he was far away, so he simply let the stone watch the door.

Anyway, it will only take two or three days at most, and it won't get in the way.

And he just left Jinling, after going to sea.

On this 10,000 family mausoleum, it was a coincidence or not, and it was really a person.

Moreover, it is not a funeral procession, it is specially to find Yu Chen!

Qinghuan took Zhao Weixian and went up the mountain.

Speaking of this, Qing Huan has recently started to practice the profound supernatural powers of Wen Yidao, and he is very busy, and he originally planned to come to Yu Chen again after this time has been busy.

But his uncle, Zhao Weixian, the dean of Hede Academy, suddenly had to go up the mountain for some reason.

Qinghuan naturally happily followed.

It's a pity that I ran for nothing.

They were received by a very tall and strong honest man, although he was more burly than a bear, but he smiled when he spoke, and did not make people feel scared at all.

He told Qinghuan and Zhao Weixian that Yu Chen had gone down the mountain, and he didn't know where he went, and when he came back, he would tell him that someone had come to look for him.

I didn't see Yu Chenren, Zhao Weixian was quite regretful, and took Qinghuan and went down the mountain.

On the way, Qinghuan was also curious, and asked Zhao Weixian if he came to Yu Chen because of the last birthday banquet to make poems.

But the latter shook his head directly, saying that this poem was not made by Yu Chen.

——After that birthday banquet, he sent someone to check on Yu Chen.

The intelligence and information of a young boy who has just turned from a criminal household to a common man is naturally not difficult to check at all.

With Zhao first's ability, it almost effortlessly found out the eighteen generations of Yu Chen's ancestors.

——Parents fell into an unjust case, became a criminal household, and looked at the grave for several years in a small county town called Weishui, and finally washed away the grievances, restored their innocence, and was taken back to Jinling by Zhao Rusong and Yang Qingfeng to see the grave in the Wanjia Mausoleum.

Although I don't know why this little guy likes to deal with graves so much, it is certain that he has intersected with poetry and literature since he was a child.

To put it bluntly, it's completely a layman's degree!

There must be something wrong with this kind of white ding, suddenly making such amazing verses.

The point is, what is the question.

"Qinghuan, Uncle Shi remembers that you once said that it was Wensheng Li Huan who asked you to enter Hede Academy, right?" On the way, Zhao Weixian suddenly asked.

Qinghuan nodded a little blankly, I don't know why Uncle Shi suddenly asked this.

Zhao Weixian bowed his head slightly and stopped talking.

But in his heart, he had a guess.

Or rather, don't guess at all.

There is only one person who can make such poems in the entire Jinling.

His senior brother, the former Great Xia Wensheng, the master of Jixia Academy, and at the same time, Li Huan, who stole the palace secret treasure and absconded and was finally cut off by his head!

In addition, Qinghuan once said that he was dreamed of by Wen Shengtuo.

Let Zhao Weixian know that there are no ghosts in this world, and he can't help but doubt that his own senior brother is probably not dead!

Although his head was cut off, although Zhao Weixian saw him buried in the Wanjia Mausoleum with his own eyes, although his brain is now here.

But Zhao Weixian always had a feeling.

- He's still alive.

Especially after the birthday banquet that day, the amazing poems confirmed this.

So he came to Wanjialing today to borrow Yu Chen's hand to find Li Huan!

Ask him personally!

What the hell is going on!

How could he have changed from the Lord of the Three Mountains, the Dean of Jixia, and the Great Xia Wensheng to a sinner!

At the same time, I have to give him back that bloody thing!

It's a pity that Yu Chen is not there.

On the Wanjia Mausoleum, there is no breath of Li Huan.

I can only wait for next time.

"Ahh

Jinling, offshore.

Hidden above the clouds and the nine ghosts, the old man Wen Sheng was caught off guard and sneezed.

He frowned, saying that someone was talking about him.

Yu Chen rolled his eyes and told him not to be so narcissistic.

The old man Wen Sheng is serious, and when it comes to his realm, any abnormality is an omen.

For others, extremely ordinary actions, such as sneezing and jumping eyelids, are a harbinger of something for people in the realm of the old man Wensheng.

And when the old man Wensheng felt something, under the sky, above the ocean, on a black-gold ship, the eyelids of Yang Zhen, the dignified superintendent, were also jumping, as if something was going to happen.

- That's right, Yu Chen is quietly following Yang Xi and Yang Qingfeng in the sky!

When he went to sea, he inadvertently saw that Yang Zhen and Yang Qingfeng, who were ordered by the prison commander, also went to sea.

simply harness the Nine Ghost Rings to fly into the sky and follow from afar.

After all, in the weird offshore sea, the power that invisibly deprives life and longevity, Yu Chen is still a little cautious.

happened to meet Yang Zhen and the two of them going to sea, so they simply followed-after all, Yang Zhen is above the gods, no matter what happens, there is a tall man like him on top.

However, he naturally didn't dare to get too close, otherwise he was afraid that he would be discovered by Yang Zhen.

Similarly, Yang Zhen only took Yang Qingfeng to sail this time, and did not bring any deacons and officials, because he was afraid that he would increase casualties because of that strange force.

Nothing to say all the way.

There is only a whistling wind and snow, and the sky is vast.

And as Yang Zhen and Yang Qingfeng's boat got farther and farther away, the vast fog shrouded the entire sea.

It was identical to the scene described by the surviving crew members who had witnessed the ghost ship.

- The fog rises, and there are ships like ghosts, coming and going without a trace.

Yang Zhen frowned, let Yang Qingfeng continue to drive the boat, and walked to the front of the deck by himself, looking at the vast mist.

Sure enough!

A huge shadow like a sail flashed in the sea ahead and disappeared!

Yang Zhen didn't say a word, didn't hesitate so much, and slashed out with his sword!

In an instant, endless sword light shot up into the sky, slashing horizontally towards the place where the shadow had disappeared!

Thundered!

Between the raging sword light, the ocean is rushing, and the waves are churning!

The sail-like shadow of the ship, broken at the sound of the sound, floated on the surface of the sea, and the endless bright red spread.

The pungent smell of blood with a special smell is overwhelming!

Yang Qingfeng drove the boat and sped up.

Drive in the direction where the shadow has been severed.

It's close.

Both of them frowned.

They saw a huge fin like a sail suspended above the surface of the sea in the sea that was dyed bright red!

Just one fin is already bigger than the boat that Yang Zhen and the others are on!

"What kind of ghost ship is this! It's a terrible monster! Yang Qingfeng gasped, and from the flesh and blood fins, he felt a terrifying power of qi and blood!

This thing alone made him tremble!

React!

The sails that the fishermen and the common people saw before were the fins of this huge monster!

In that case, is the terrifying power that draws vitality and longevity from this monster the cause?

The two don't know.

But, you have to find out!

"Sail! Pursue! ”

Because the dorsal fin was cut off by Yang Zhen's sword, the monster bled all the way, leaving a blood-red trail in the endless ocean.

"Lord Si Ming, could this be ...... A trick to lure the enemy? Yang Qingfeng was a little worried.

"Regardless of his conspiracy, I will cut him with a sword." Yang Zhen was expressionless and slowly shook his head.

His reliance is the sword in his hand, and it is he who has crossed the terrifying realm of the gods!

No matter what traps and tricks, what mysterious monsters, you can slash them with one sword!

This is Yang Di, this is the sword path of the Jinling Sword King!

Sail the boat and keep moving.

In the sky, Yu Chen sat on the Nine Ghost Rings, hanging from afar.

The old man Wen Sheng was on the side, and he also sighed: "This Yang Zhen...... It's still the same rampage as ever, and it hasn't changed a little in years. ”

Yu Chen nodded, which he had seen from the battle of Lengcang Mountain before.

Speechless all the way.

Yang Xi and Yang Qingfeng followed the bright red blood mark in the ocean and sailed forward for more than a hundred miles.

Finally, stopped.

The bloodstains are gone here.

And the dense white fog also surrounds a sea area, and there is no human figure a foot away.

Yang Zhen stepped on his feet and rose into the air, overlooking the vast sea area.

Suddenly, a change of urgency!

Just look at the originally calm sea surface suddenly set off stormy waves, as if there is an incomparably huge horror under the water, overturning the river and the sea!

Swish!

In the blizzard, the huge waves suddenly rolled up hundreds of zhang high and rolled towards Yang Di!

The majestic waves obscured the clouds and the sun, plunging all the seas into darkness.

In the face of this terrifying wave that seemed to be the end of the world, Yang Qingfeng behind him was already trembling, and his teeth were trembling!

Every strand of flesh and blood on his body was filled with endless fear and horror!

It's not about cowardice or bravery, it's purely an instinctive reaction.

It's like the trembling sensation that arises when a herbivore is gazed at by a beast!

But in the midst of fear, suddenly a cold snort echoed through the heavens and the earth!

"See clearly."

"This is the Flying Immortal Imperial Sword Technique."

Yang Qingfeng was shocked and raised his head.

Immediately, Yang Zhen held the long sword in his hand and raised it high.

At the same time, a huge fairy figure appeared behind him, and she also raised her sword high!

"Legend has it that in ancient times, the immortal path was still there, and countless alchemists followed one after another, carrying the divine thunder and heavenly fire on their heads to climb the supreme immortal path."

At the moment of the big wave, Yang Zhen's voice was calm, and he didn't hurry to speak,

"The Yang family's swordsmanship was born from this indomitable meaning, even if there are ups and downs, full of thorns, but I have a sword, and what the sword refers to is a smooth road!"

"If you want to do a good job in this Flying Immortal Imperial Sword Technique, you have to be like this...... Indomitable! ”

"I believe that in this heaven and earth, everything can be slashed with a sword!"

Yang Qingfeng listened to it in his ears, and a ray of enlightenment appeared in his eyes, and most of his fear instinct dissipated!

He understood that this was Yang Zhen taking this opportunity to teach him the sword!

So, under the terrifying pressure, Yang Qingfeng trembled and raised the Zhanqing long sword in his hand, and slashed down with a sword!

Almost at the same time, Yang Zhen in the sky and the fairy behind him fell their swords at the same time!

At that moment, the monstrous sword light seemed to be about to split the entire world in two!

Brilliant fall!

The terrifying waves thousands of feet high were completely shattered under this magnificent sun-like sword light, turning into rain and mist in the sky!

At the same time, beneath the vast ocean, the shadow of terror gradually rose, causing the whole sea to be shaken!

Whoa!

In the layers of broken and splashed waves, an incomparably huge terrifying shadow surged into the sky!

Endless ferocity, mighty!

Family monthly passes come to order~

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