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Chapter 198: Drifter

Just when Ye Xiaochuan was about to die in this cave at the bottom of the river, a coolness suddenly swept through his chest, and he saw a black light flickering in front of him in a daze, which seemed to emanate from the crescent-shaped ancient jade he wore around his neck.

Gu Yu shot on the thick tentacles that were entangled, and a piercing and sharp roar of pain sounded again, only this time, Ye Xiaochuan felt the endless fear and panic in the roar.

With that coolness, Ye Xiaochuan struggled to keep his mind, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was indeed the black ancient jade on his chest, piercing into the thick tentacles, and the incomparable black tentacles were rapidly withering.

As the tentacles withered, the black light around them became brighter and brighter!

Ye Xiaochuan heard a very absurd story, saying that the first ray of light in the world came from the darkness, he used to think it was very nonsense, but now he suddenly doesn't think so.

The black tentacles were withering, and the huge Hai Bodhi seemed to be infected, and it was also withering rapidly, as if the inconspicuous ancient jade had devoured all the essence blood and life of the Hai Bodhi in an instant.

The screams were gone, the water flow was stable, and Ye Xiaochuan saw that the entire huge sea Bodhi had completely disappeared, but countless yin spirits appeared from the dark sea water.

These yin spirits should be the ghosts of those human beings who have been devoured by Hai Bodhi for countless years, but I didn't expect their flesh and blood to be used as fertilizer, and their souls have been imprisoned in Hai Bodhi for so many years, and the dense yin spirits don't know how many there are.

Ye Xiaochuan looked at the endless yin spirit, and shouted in his heart: "My life is over!"

He knew that these Yin Spirits had no spiritual sense at all, and he would not be grateful to himself for freeing them from Haibodhi, and the most important thing for these Yin Spirits at the moment was to take their bodies.

Unexpectedly, those yin spirits did not come close to him, but hid far away, as if they were afraid of something.

Ye Xiaochuan couldn't hold on anymore at the moment, his eyes were closed, the whole person was unconscious, strings of bubbles began to snort out of his mouth, and the whole person also floated out of the mouth of the cave, and was taken away by an undercurrent.

No Yin Spirit dared to chase Ye Xiaochuan, because the black light of the Immortal Jue hanging on Ye Xiaochuan's chest was still shining.

Changsheng Jue (because the palm reading does not show the decision next to the word king, it will be used uniformly in the future) is a strange treasure of the ghost road, one of the most evil magic weapons in the world. I don't know how many yin spirits this thing devoured, even Hai Bodhi was instantly devoured by it, just yin spirits, what is the way?

The black light of Changshengjue has always firmly guarded the master and protected the last trace of life of the master.

The river had returned to calm, and only seven or eight sampans were trying in vain to salvage the bodies that had floated up from the bottom.

Baili Kite always hoped that Ye Xiaochuan would come out of the water in the next moment, but after waiting for a long time, Ye Xiaochuan never showed up.

Cultivators also need to breathe, but the breath is much longer than that of ordinary people, but after all, they still need to breathe fresh air.

After a stick of incense, the kite didn't dare to wait any longer, plunged into the river and quickly sank to the bottom of the river.

When the Baili Kite appeared at the mouth of the rock cave at the bottom of the river, he saw countless ownerless yin spirits floating under the water, and there was no Ye Xiaochuan at all.

She was in a hurry, and when she saw a rag floating, she reached out and grabbed it, she knew that this rag was the corner of Ye Xiaochuan's clothes.

Then, she found the Qiankun bag that Ye Xiaochuan hung on her body.

"He's dead? How could it be?"

Baili Kite was like a madman, and the dragon tooth dagger didn't know how many Yin Spirits that had been killed, and when he saw the corpse, he swam over and tried to find Ye Xiaochuan.

However, no matter how much she searched the bottom of the river, she only found a dozen or so corpses that had previously drowned.

"What should I do? What should I do? Ye Xiaochuan, Ye Xiaochuan ......"

Baili Kite's breath couldn't hold back, so he had to return to the river, and shouted Ye Xiaochuan's name on the river.

It was already dark, there was not even a boat on the river, and she was as lonely as a child.

Ye Xiaochuan, where is he?

Maybe he was lucky, he was swept away by an undercurrent at the bottom of the river, went all the way down the Yangtze River, floated dozens of miles away, lay on a huge nanmu, and went down the river.

He had woken up, nothing happened, and the poison of Hai Bodhi also disappeared inexplicably when he woke up, and when he woke up, he had an ancient jade hanging around his neck, a six-fold mirror in his left hand, a bladeless sword in his right hand, and his whole body was naked, and there was no fig leaf.

As for how he woke up, it's a bit bizarre.

He was in a coma floating in the water like a floating corpse in the river, his head rumbled, the pain was incomparable, and when he woke up, he found that there was a small bag on his head, and there was a three-zhang long, three-foot-thick Nanmu beside him, if he estimated it correctly, his head was eighty percent hit Nanmu.

He didn't know how long he had been floating in the Yangtze River, and he wanted to go ashore to find a hundred miles of kites, but he found himself naked when he came out of the water.

Fifteen-year-old boy, self-esteem is relatively strong, the last time he was beaten by Yun Qiyou, the bedwetting has become the biggest joke in Cangyunmen, and now if someone sees his naked appearance, then he has no other way to go except suicide.

He also looked at it, and lay down on the nanmu, going straight down the river, regardless of its east, west, north and south.

Not only was he not disappointed, but he was happy in his heart, Baili Kite said that this Nanmu is worth at least five thousand taels of silver, isn't this a great calamity and a blessing if you don't die?

Drifting to the vicinity of a flower boat, Ye Xiaochuan asked if there were any clothes to lend to him, and a few lovely little ladies dropped a few pieces of pastries, as for the clothes, it was a little lady who untied her red and Yanyan's belly pocket and threw it down.

Looking at the pair of snow-white rabbits exposed in front of the little lady, Ye Xiaochuan's face was red, and he hurriedly drove Nanmu to run.

He made a simple little burden from his belly pocket, carried the bladeless sword and the hexagram mirror on his body, and then lay down on the nanmu to sleep.

This drift is a few days, hundreds of miles away from the reef where the accident happened, after crossing the Sandao Gorge, the river is very wide, full of thousands of feet, it is really difficult for him to encounter a ship that happens to pass by.

Later, Ye Xiaochuan also wanted to open, he had valuable Nanmu in his hand, and when he arrived in Jinling, or other big cities, he dragged Nanmu ashore in the middle of the night, and no one would see his bare body, right?

It's not that he didn't think about sneaking on a boat in the middle of the night to steal clothes, mainly because he was worried that this driftwood would float away, this river is vast, once separated, where will there be a day of reunion?

For the sake of great wealth, he endured!

Anyway, I'm a cultivator, and I won't be hungry for a while, so let myself be a free drifter.