Blue sky and white clouds, clear water and green mountains, surrounded by dense forests, and even more smell the sound of birds.

In such a wonderful landscape, Tang left behind on a lonely boat, which should have been a pleasant journey.

But now, there is an uninvited guest on the boat, and it can also be said that Tang Yu has become an uninvited guest on someone else's boat.

The man was tall, dark-skinned, with a pair of straw sandals on his feet, a hat on his head, and a long bamboo pole in his hands. Tang Yi could only see the back of his head, which was not full of hair, and he couldn't see his face.

The man's voice was very deep, with a slight accent. He opened his mouth to ask, but Tang Yi didn't intend to answer directly: "Are you asking me?"

"Heh, you're the only one on this boat, who else can I ask?"

"Hmm. But I don't know, you know?" asked Tang Yi rhetorically.

"How do I know, you are the master, where you say to go, we will go. ”

"But it's not my boat. ”

“...............”

Tang Yi felt that the sense of oppression was getting stronger and stronger.

The scenery in front of him, the fog is getting heavier and heavier, and the whole world is gradually losing color.

The silent boat crossed a ferry, and there was silence in all directions, and Tang Yi looked around, and there was no one in it.

After the ferry, the heavens and the earth were completely divided into black and white.

However, Tang Yi has seen a lot, and the performance form of his exercises is also like this, so he still stayed on the boat calmly and did not say a word.

In the distance, in this silent world, a few whistles were heard.

Because of the thick fog and the black underneath, Tang Yi couldn't see anything.

The boat came nearer, and saw several large ships in front of them locking the river, and the whistle came from the mouth of the man holding the mast on the boat.

The man's boat didn't stop, and the people over there sent a few small boats to meet it.

"Stop, come ahead!" a fat man in the front boat, with a dangling knife in his hand, shouted at this side, maybe.

This was judged by Tang Yi by the shape of this person's mouth, because he couldn't hear the sound anymore.

Several boats tried to clamp the boat, but the boat broke out of the circle.

The fat man jumped onto the boat at once, raised his knife and slashed at Tang Yi.

Tang Yi's muscles and veins around his body were locked, and he couldn't feel any trace of spiritual power from his body, and the outside world lost his aura.

He could only watch as the knife swung towards him, unable to move.

A sharp pain came from his chest, and the color of the blood was red, right on the knife, in Tang Yi's eyes.

"Huh?" said the ferryman in front of him.

It seems that the red has also fallen into his eyes. Tang Yu was not surprised, because he probably knew the identity of the person who came. Or rather, he expected it at the beginning.

The blood sea boat is a guest, and the Taoist is a master of the lonely realm. The Tao is divided into five layers, and the truth and the void are passed on, and this person is about to enter the last level.

However, the last weight does not mean that it is closer to becoming an immortal, and it may be farther away. Historical records of immortals show that the posture of immortals is strange, and the level of immortals is also different, but they are still mostly upper-class.

The mountains and rivers still lack color, but the water under the boat has turned red.

In Tang Yi's eyes, on this black and white curtain, a fire-like red flowed out of the human body, dyed the boat, and then down, dyed the water red.

Tang Yi realized that now he didn't even have the right to smell the smell.

The silent boat slowly sailed away from the next ferry, and Tang Yu's lost consciousness regained. It's just that the surroundings are still covered in a thick fog, black and white are still the same, and the blood that comes out of them is still red.

"How many did you hear?" the man spoke again, asking a different question.

It's even harder to answer than the previous one.

This time, Tang Yi didn't have a chance to hesitate to avoid words: "Twelve rings." ”

The man was noncommittal and did not reply.

Slowly, the thick fog dissipated, and the color of heaven and earth began to return to its original state, but Tang Yi's chest was still hurting, and the red blood was still flowing.

"After twelve rings, what do you see in your mind?"

I didn't see anything.

Tang Yi said: "I saw thousands of horses on the ancient battlefield, and the soldiers fought for merit. ”

The man still didn't say anything about Tang Yi's answer.

At this time, the boat traveled to a cliff waterfall.

All you can hear is water flowing down, but there is no sound of water falling to the ground.

"Senior, I don't know how high is the front?" Tang Yi asked for the first time.

"Three hundred and thirty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty zhang. The man replied calmly.

Even if it was almost there, Xiaozhou had no intention of stopping.

In the end, it stopped precisely in front of the yaku, half a minute.

When he arrived at the station, the man turned around, and Tang Yi saw his face.

It's too ordinary for him to remember.

The man said to him, "Please." As he spoke, he turned sideways, his arm pointing to Nan Tianya.

Tang Yi just wanted to reach for his secret box, but was whipped by the man with a bamboo pole.

"It's the cost of the journey. ”

Tang Yu gave up taking the box and stood at the bow of the boat, standing side by side with the passengers on the boat.

"In that case, senior Si, I will leave my late life. ”

Subsequently, from the boat, jumped down from the south of the world.

"It's a pity that this good character and that handsome face. ”

The guest on the Blood Sea Boat, Si Chengji, watched Tang Yi jump off the South Tianya and sighed.

After saying that, he propped up the bamboo pole again and went to find the next robber.

"The patriarch said that I should kill less and let go more, and I can be regarded as obedient and responsible. ”

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From the boat down, Tang has been on the way to fall for half an hour.

However, there are still clouds in front of me, and I still can't see what is underneath.

Is there really an end here? Tang Yu didn't know, and he felt very bad.

The sound of the wind blowing in his ears here, the world of the show in front of him has not changed, it is the lowest vertical, and it is really impossible to see the truth.

"Unexpectedly, as soon as I was about to embark on the journey to become famous, I was photographed back into my mother's womb by Dao Realm Xiaoer. ”

Tang Yu was really a little distressed, and the young man's appearance of not knowing the taste of sorrow disappeared.

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In the Xiaobei Temple on the Great Compassion Mountain, the old monk is playing chess with a Taoist priest in the hall.

"How, vain Qing donor?" As soon as the old monk fell, the vain Qing Daoist knew that he was invincible, and he was defeated again.

"Buddha's spiritual heart, don't care about the donor. The old monk, that is, the Buddha of this year, smiled and comforted him.

He attributed his victory to the benefits of being a Buddha.

The Delusional Qingdao man breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not admit defeat, stood up, and invited the old monk to go out with him.

The old monk didn't know what to do, followed him, and just arrived at the door, a bell rang, and then the death knell in the hall was torn apart, smashing the chessboard that the two had just played against each other.

The Buddha was busy calming down and chanted: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

The Taoist priest also said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”