Chapter 220: I am thinking of the North Sea, and I will be the mountains and seas forever

The week agreed between Li Shuishan and Nian Beihai passed in a blink of an eye.

He sat on the wooden threshold of the ruined temple a few inches high, touched a butt of dust, and when he saw that the lotus leaves in the pond were yellow, and a few of them were bent and falling, he walked over and stroked the spots and lotus surfaces in the corners, which were soft and weak, and sighed: "There is no lotus pod to send guizi, but I see the remnants of the body into a sea of rot." ”

"I had no intention of persecuting the lushness of the verdant landscape, to the point of ruin. ”

He sat down on the wooden bridge again, his legs hanging down, and studied the lotus leaves given by the nuns.

There is a mysterious rain falling realm in that magic weapon, such as white rain, rolling the tide wind, calming the distracting thoughts in the heart, but the best thing is that it can cover the breath of the person, and when necessary, throw it can be fixed on the person's head, and after locking the breath, you can kill.

Yesterday, the woman with the oil lamp summed up a few points for him.

One for, peaceful. This magic weapon is called the lotus leaf, such as a certain straw hat has the same use, walking in the mountains, to avoid rain and wet hair, and no one knows your breath. Those eyes can help him detect the ups and downs of his mood, help you correct it in time, and prevent the growth of demons and death.

The second is to take the spirit. This effect is similar to that of Li Shuishan's spirit snake, swallowing the aura in the air, but the spirit of swallowing can be transmitted to him to inhale into his body, improve his cultivation, and can also be stored for the future master to be mortally threatened and take him to escape.

Three for, defend and kill. This point of view lotus leaves is like a murderous weapon, which can be prevented, but only on rainy days, when it rains, dark clouds cover the sky, it is the time when he locks his breath and kills demons and demons.

Li Shuishan stroked it a few times, put it in his sleeve, patted his robe, who knew that after raising his palm, the dust flew out, the small formation in this blue robe was broken, only to block the rain, flying was available, and the connection with the master was all in vain, and after turning around and returning to the temple to meet the woman with the oil lamp, his eyes were filled with contemplation, and he said: "I may leave today, I don't know when I can return." ”

White smoke came out of the oil lamp, and the woman walked out, looking sad, raised her hand and wrote on the table, "If the woman has no concern, she will go to the outside of the island with her son to see, and also see the beauty of the world. But I wish you a smooth journey and all the best. ”

Li Shuishan didn't do much to force it, knowing that she was well aware of her sorrow, and her only obsession was the person who lit the lamp, and nodded and said, "Borrow your blessing." ”

The incense stealing demon's face was ruddy, he hesitated for a long time, chose to stay, and said softly: "I'll come later." ”

Li Shuishan nodded, and saw a man in the outer space laughing, standing on the fertile field with his bare hands, squinting and saying, "Little friend, I have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Huang Yu bookmarked his sleeve, he waved his hand, and after reaching mid-air, he hugged his fists and said, "Let's go!"

There is a two-zhang long tree floating on the side of the island, the bark is white, and the ants eat the hole, waiting for Li Shuishan to sit on it, read Beihai's thighs open, and pat and cheer, "Trees, trees, swing." "The island is small and unechoed, and the sky is a little dark, but there is a lot to walk. See a hundred miles of canyon, there are apes crying, mountain ghosts think about literature, want to be with people to poetry, 100-year-old mountain turtles rough skin out of the water, drag the family with mouth, see the comers, quietly give way.

The ape cries, echoing through the mountains.

There are fine willows swinging hair, as if waiting for someone to steal the wind.

There is no shortage of people in the canyon, but they are sturdy and have strong faces, especially when the guests are solitary cultivators, their eyes fell on the young man wearing the blue robe of the peaks, took a few glances politely, and continued to wander away with the raft

Go.

The water flow in the valley is turbulent, the sleek stone can hold your arms, you can clench your fists, and Nian Beihai, who is sitting at the front end, said with a fierce expression: "The valley is three or four hundred zhang high, and the one who passed by earlier is the Ape Mountain, and there is a monkey king in the mountain, who can talk and speak human language, and drive the clouds and fog." The middle section is a rotten mountain, buried countless mountain climbers, every night and half, miserable and desolate, no one talks to each other, as if calling the ancestors. The back section is a mountain to repair, there is a scattered tomb in the mountain, the pressure is 100 meters, the blood of the person who steps into it rolls, the cultivation is suppressed, the mind is reversed, no one can step on 50 steps so far. ”

Li Shuishan's face was gentle, and he nodded in response: "The wind of the canyon can be described as narrow, rapid, with the cry of apes and the roar of mountain ghosts, and the graves of the dead should not be easily disturbed." ”

Nian Beihaikou was speechless, saw a wooden boat swimming, got up to greet him, and said: "The predecessors are traveling far away, and the journey is smooth." ”

The rough wooden boat is about a zhang long, the white-bearded old man paddling the wooden oars has bright eyes, bare half of the body muscles, more than 100 spilled blood marks converge at one point, and there is a line drawing of a majestic and rugged man at the ribs, nodding slightly, and dropping a sentence, "Be careful, there is a water vortex ahead." ”

Nian Beihai nodded respectfully in response, the white-bearded old man glanced at the young man behind him a few times, his face was flat, but when they moved away, the white-bearded old man turned his head, his eyes were uncertain, and he seemed to be looking forward to it, and after a while, he sighed and continued to slide the oars.

Li Shuishan half-squinted his eyes, a little tired, and read Beihai tirelessly preached in front: "That old man is the predecessor of my Yilu Island, and he is considered a third-generation person, this person is proficient in the art of eye planning, based on his own blood and qi, and comprehends a set of techniques condensed by heaven and earth. I call him a cultivator. ”

"The person he looks at can see the deficiency of qi and the vigor of qi, the disease, the lack of cultivation, and the depth of fate..."

"I once wanted to worship under a disciple called Sanshui Xiu, who was wrapped in blood Jiao skin, extremely powerful, and good at resisting water, with his own body and courage to support the water of Anhai, sucking water and spitting out like a flood. After he entered the sea, he could kill a hundred zhang Dajiao with one punch, and he looked proud. But my veins are short and short, and I can't be atmospheric. A middle-aged elder who loved me gave me a drop of shallow mother water, washed my body, and I can live until now. ”

"Mother water?"

"What is mother water?" Li Shuishan asked rhetorically.

Nian Beihai's eyes were stunned, and he smiled, "It's hard to say about this matter, so I won't talk about it." ”

Li Shuishan nodded calmly, closed his eyes and waited for the boat to pass by a large rocky reef and bump into it. A glowing surface of the water caved down, sucking the surrounding rocks and turning upside down, like tentacles pulling down, the fish struggled to dive back into the water, to no avail.

The rough bark of the big tree was crushed into slag, floating on the surface of the water, and then the tree body fell upside down, and Nian Beihai wailed: "It's really unlucky! Hey, how is that good?"

Li Shuishan clamped the big tree with his legs, took a breath of air, slapped the tree hard, bang, the tree body shook and shattered in half, the front end of the sitting Nian Beihai eyes were horrified, raised his feet and stepped on the other half of the tree, jumped to the tree in front of Li Shuishan, aimed at the big stone next to him and slapped it back to borrow strength, twisted his head, Li Shuishan's sleeves flicked, the wind was rising, it happened to be a tailwind, leaving the water vortex.

Nian Beihai said regretfully: "This old tree is a treasure that has followed me for a few years, even if it has no strange abilities."

, the kindness is still there, and now it is broken into two sections, which is really sad. ”

Li Shan comforted: "Dead trees can be used as nourishment, and the seedlings can be replanted after planting, and they will be visible again in a few years." ”

Nian Beihai said excitedly: "Really, very good!"

Half a zhang long tree carried the two of them away slowly, reading Beihai told a lot, and the things about the mountains and seas were also said from the inner system and beliefs, but the in-depth things were not talked about at all, during this trip, it could be seen that his heart was not bad, but the initial acquaintance of the people who came was naturally a little rusty, and Li Shuishan's vigilance did not let go for a moment. Remembering that when Beihai told him to choose one of the two before, Li Shuishan was a little resentful, feeling that this person was not good at stubble.

But after talking for a long time, I realized that this person was like a talking basket.

The words are simple and easy to understand, and if you have anything to say and what you can't say, you will be told, so as not to be suspicious.

The two of them passed by the last section, and he pointed to the gloomy tombstone and said: "I am afraid that the scattered cultivators buried in the tombstone are the strongest I have ever seen, and among the elders of Yilu Island, there is only one old man who is more than five hundred years old, and his aura is as strong as that, you can imagine how strong he will be if he is alive." ”

Li Shuishan looked at the head of his jaw, and slightly noticed the lingering ghostly gas, this breath was like a living ghost body, grinning with teeth, only the head, looking down, the tombstone was like a point, suddenly enlarged in his eyes, and saw the semi-circular tombstone, which was like a bloody claw scratching, leaving a slip of blood, and kneeling behind countless dry corpses, covered with corroded insect bodies, and the white spider webs.

On the spider's web were several men dressed in white, with long white teeth sticking out of their mouths, their heads disheveled, their eyeballs protruding, and they were dead.

There was a big palm on the pile of dirt bags, leaving a clear palm print, which emitted a ghostly light at this time, stimulating Li Shuishan's eyes, fortunately he reacted quickly, closed his eyes in time, Nian Shanhai's eyes were weird, and asked, "Can you see it?"

After a few breaths, Li Shuishan opened his eyes and said, "I saw it." ”

Nian Beihai asked longingly, "Have you seen the detailed picture?"

Li Shuishan shook his head and nodded.

"I saw a tombstone, a ghostly light, corpses and cobwebs. ”

Nian Beihai nodded disappointedly and said, "You can't see it either." ”

Li Shuishan looked at him with a puzzled expression, he turned his head and said, "Do you know my name?" Nian is longing, the north is the place where the sun rises in the mountains and seas, and the sea is the mountains and seas. When I was born, thin, hungry, cold, and without one to adopt me, and I did not know who my father was, I could not engrave his silhouette on my body. Everyone came to laugh at me and insult me for being a fatherless child. When I was sensible, I accepted the on-demand broadcast of the first elder, and I was determined to be the first solo cultivator in the mountains and seas. I don't paint my father's tattoos, but when I can face my own contours calmly, I will draw them on my skin. ”

"When that elder died in the Demon Sea, I realized that after I was born, he took me in, but Duxiu could never lead the second child, he secretly fed me some coarse food and let me survive. ”

"I know that day, when I entered the demon sea, I only saw the white bones, I couldn't see his face, I vaguely remember the years of wailing, the secret of the sun that has long been broken, I miss my on-demand people, and firmly believe in the way I believe. ”

"I am thinking of the North Sea, and I will always be the mountains and seas. ”