Chapter 37: The City of Underwater Sharks

"A city under water......"

After hard work to pry out the "manhole cover" to make an opening that could allow people to pass through, Yang Xi pulled it and swam in, relying on his super eyesight after the completion of the cultivation, he could identify the surrounding scene under this turbid and dark water.

"Building a city isn't like what that dragon would do. Using spiritual power to temporarily separate a layer of water curtain, Old Ghost Yang took advantage of the gap to feed himself another breathing pill, and waited for the medicine to take effect and suffocate him.

Demon clans usually prefer to live in a natural environment, and the house may be a burden for them.

"So what guys are going to make this place?"

The manhole cover should be the entrance to this underwater city, so after passing through, Yang Xi was in front of some collapsed stone pillars and broken houses.

"There is no road to build, so the residents who lived here before don't need to walk?" Swimming slowly along the wide point, Yang Xi carefully observed the surrounding situation, "Then it can't be the Dragon Palace...... The shrimp soldiers and crabs will also have to climb. ”

"Hey, there's still a stone tablet here?" When his eyes turned at will, he caught a glimpse of something, and Old Ghost Yang raised his eyebrows, and immediately leaned over.

This is a huge stone monument, which has fallen for a long time, and it is covered with a thick layer of lake bottom mud, and there are some small fish and shrimp that have made their home on the monument.

"Tsk, it's dirty. Reaching out to sweep away the mud that was sticking to the surface of the stele, Yang Xi endured the strange feeling of stickiness while carefully feeling the marks on the stele.

It wasn't until he touched the notches on the stele twice that Old Ghost Yang determined what it was written on, "Shark Person's Text ......"

"It's strange, don't sharks live in the sea?"

Curling his fingers and tapping on the stone tablet, Yang Xi felt a little confused in his heart.

According to his previous experience, the mermaid clan has always been a saltwater creature, and their combat power is generally rookies, and if they mix well, they can be a little brother who drinks soup by the side of the ocean overlord, and if they don't mix well, they will be caught and made into small dried fish, and the dried fish oil will be used as candles...... Therefore, with their strength, it is impossible to squeeze out the aboriginal Jiaolong of Poyang Lake and occupy this place.

"Could it be that the mermaids after the Sui and Tang dynasties have mutated, so they can be so powerful?" Old Ghost Yang lay on the stone tablet and speculated wildly, and all kinds of reasons popped up in his mind, "Sure enough, the rich rely on science and technology, and the poor rely on mutation...... It makes sense to put it on the mermaids!"

However, this cranky thought did not last long, and after Yang Xi fully identified the above content, the origin of this city was understood.

If the "manhole cover" in front is the gate of the city, then this monument is equivalent to the introduction of each tourist attraction.

"Sure enough, it was made by a shark, and it's been exactly eight hundred years since now......"

"Eight hundred years ago, it had to be the Southern Song Dynasty, and it was more than 600 years different from the Sui and Tang dynasties, so that Jiaolong died of old age by itself?"

The age of the construction of this stone tablet is very far from that of Yang Lao Ghost in his previous life, and it does not say anything about Jiaolong, but only says that before their merman clan migrated over, Poyang Lake was in a state of ownerlessness.

As for other aspects, the content of the inscription is also mixed and recorded, including the reasons why these mermen migrated, and the process of their establishment of the city.

"It turns out that the decline of aura in the Southern Song Dynasty was so serious that the mermaids had to run from the sea to the lake...... I thought it would be a few hundred years before this happens. ”

In the three or four hundred years of the Northern and Southern Dynasties plus the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was the prosperous era of monasticism, and all kinds of bull bosses jumped out, among which some monks who stood at the top of the peak also expected the decline of the aura and the advent of the catastrophe of the end of the law, but the great changes in heaven and earth would not let them figure it out after all, everyone thought that the speed of the dissipation of the aura was a very gentle process, how could they have thought that in the Southern Song Dynasty, a race would be forced to change their living habits?

Even in the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, monasticism was close to extinction?

In the end, people are not as good as heaven!

But it can't be said that they anticipated the catastrophe but didn't prepare for it, otherwise how could Yang Xi suddenly die in his last life?

He killed himself while trying to find a way out after the aura dissipated!

God is pitiful, now thinking back to the cause of death in his previous life, Yang Xi can twitch angrily - a dignified immortal-level boss, he died like such a ghost!

Feeling the impact of the changes in heaven and earth on this world, Yang Xi continued to read the records on the stone tablet.

He was not interested in how the mermaids migrated and how hard it was to build the city, so he just looked at it selectively, but in the end, he let three words attract his attention.

"Shenxiao Sect ......"

"It turns out that the people who helped the mermen move and build the city, and the descendants of the Shenxiao faction?"

Old Ghost Yang stared playfully at the name of a good friend of the merman clan recorded on the stone tablet, his eyes flickering inexplicably.

"That's kind of interesting......"

He laughed straight in his mouth, and his voice spread through the water lines, showing a trace of weirdness, not to mention how terrifying Yang Xi's green eyes were under the effect of spiritual power.

"It's no wonder that from the moment I came in, I always felt that there was something familiar about the layout of this city...... Feelings, which generation of my disciples and grandchildren are handiwork!"

From the time I touched the entrance in front of me and walked around the water city, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and now that the stone tablet has been turned out, don't you have to know the reason?

The main builder of this city is the heir of Yang Lao Ghost, and the techniques used are all made by Yang Xi, but you are not familiar with it?!

Although Yang Xi's lineage has been broken now, it can still be handed down eight hundred years ago, among which in the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a guy who came out to open a mountain and set up a faction, although it was only a flash in the pan, but that guy's achievements can be regarded as "glorious ancestors", and then went all the way to the Southern Song Dynasty, and there are heirs who are moving around.

It's just that the jade plate that carried Yang Xi's soul at that time has always been enshrined in the hands of the head of the house, and Yang Lao Ghost can only perceive a little bit of the outside world after having a large number of offerings, so he doesn't know what the specific situation of his descendants is.

What's more, in a few decades, the jade card will have to fall into the hands of others because of the loneliness of the sect, and Old Ghost Yang has no descendants to worship, and he almost burped!

Fortunately, now that the aura is recovering, Yang Lao Ghost Bai has picked up a suitable body, otherwise...... Gee.

"I didn't think that my apprentice grandson could hook up with the mermaids and help them do this kind of thing. ”

Building a city under the water is not an easy project, coupled with the long-term rookie setting of the merman clan, Yang Xi can guess how his disciples and grandchildren are upside down, and the aura of heaven and earth in the Southern Song Dynasty can no longer give birth to how powerful monks are, under such conditions, he even helped the merman build a city......

"Could it be that my apprentice is a licking dog? Otherwise, why do you bother so much to do coolies for others? The merman has nothing good to do except weave and cry......"

Touching his chin and pondering for a while, Yang Xi had a basic inference in his heart about his apprentice.

Hey, God is really joking with himself, he was still complaining about his inheritance before, and when he turned his head, he found out that there was news about the heir, and it turned out to be a very hard backward sticker......

It almost made him laugh out loud.