"Disciple understands. Thank you for your ancestor's teachings. After you return, I will step up your practice and not let your ancestor and the sect down." Huo Dongjie looked at Yan Chenzhou with great admiration, with a hint of fighting spirit on his face.
Yan Chenzhou stopped talking. He looked at the endless blessed land of Longhu Mountain and couldn't help but said: "Tiger on the Dragon Pan, it's such a good place. It's a pity that the space is broken and there are many crises. Otherwise, we would have shaken Tianmen." A great place to decorate a mountain gate.¡±
Huo Dongjie was still kneeling on the ground at this time. After Yan Chenzhou finished speaking, he said: "Old Ancestor, who is going to hurt him"
"You shouldn't die!" Yan Chenzhou said calmly: "If you can escape from my hands with your life, I have to say that this young man is better than you!"
Huo Dongjie pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "As long as he is alive, one day, the disciple will use his head as a sacrifice to the disciple's Taoist heart!"
Yan Chenzhou didn't say a word, his eyes looked into the distance, and after a while he said faintly: "You should be able to do it."
Huo Dongjie couldn't react to these words for a moment. He didn't understand why this ancestor had so much confidence in himself. But no matter what, getting the affirmation from the ancestor is the best thing.
Yan Chenzhou took Huo Dongjie and walked out of the blessed land of Longhu Mountain with the power of his body that cut through the void. But Yan Chenzhou, who knew everything he could do, didn't know that just an hour after he left with Huo Dongjie, the drops of blood formed by Fang Ling's blood shadow slowly gathered together.
The blood shadow holds the blood-burning magic sword, its eyes are gloomy and dull. When he walked through a space crack, he was directly cut into two parts by the space crack. But it looked like something made from two pools of blood. They gathered together again and became a blood shadow.
A blood shadow that looks exactly like Fang Ling.
With Huo Dongjie appearing again in Nanchu, the news of the death of Lan Pingzi and three others was revealed. It began to spread throughout Nanchu. After all, they are all Nascent Soul Ancestors, and their deaths have a significant impact on the growth and decline of the entire Nanchu strength.
For a time, the situation in Southern Chu was changing, but there was Shaotianmen and Yan Shenzhou. These changes were all changes under the control of Shaotianmen.
Compared with this change. A topic began to change from strong to weak. Fang Ling, the amazing figure who tricked and killed three Nascent Soul Ancestors. Has disappeared without a trace. Many people are looking for traces of him, but no one in Nanchu can tell where he is.
For the monks of the Six Sects of Chi Shen, they do not want this genius to die. So everyone thought that Fang Ling was practicing somewhere. Once it appears again, it must be an existence at the level of the Nascent Soul Ancestor.
The righteous figures who are opposite to the Six Sects of Chi Shen have spread such a legend. They believe that Fang Ling is dead and died in the hands of Yan Chenzhou.
There are two kinds of legends, true and false, no one can tell them apart at the same time.
The tide is rolling and the waves are rolling. See the sea all over. It can cultivate your sentiment and increase your mind. But for those fishermen who live on the sea. There was no view of the sea because they were so familiar with it.
Xinlong Bay, a small fishing village that is not too big, is extremely lively at this time. Both adults and children are gathering towards the beach in front of the village. They were walking and talking, with joy on their faces.
"Yan Dazhu is really amazing. A big dragon fish with a length of seven to eight feet was skewered by him with a harpoon. Hehe, this time, he got rich!" A middle-aged man with a weathered face said, He said with eyes full of envy.
His companion, a fisherman about the same age as him, laughed and said: "Who says it's not the case, but this time we can also get some light, and we will get some fish meat from Yan Dazhu later, and let's have a good drink. "
"If you want to drink, you have to drink Yan Dazhu's wine. This guy has made a lot of money this time. It can't be justified for him not to drink!" As the middle-aged man spoke, he smacked his lips and said: "This time, I have to drink some no matter what. Burn the knife with fire, otherwise, I¡¯ll be sorry for that huge dragon fish.¡±
"Uncle Erbai, Uncle Qingluo, Uncle Yan has started cutting meat over there. If you go late, there won't be anything good." A young man walked quickly from behind and said loudly.
The middle-aged people who were originally discussing stepped up their pace after hearing this. Although the dragon fish has tens of thousands of kilograms of meat, most of it has to be sold to fishmongers who come to sell fish. What they can get are some bad parts.
Of course, no one dislikes things that are free of charge.
A huge dragon fish, seven or eight feet long, lay motionless on the beach. Many people were pointing around the big arowana, talking and laughing loudly. One of them, a middle-aged man who was six feet tall, was surrounded by a group of people. A burst of cheerful laughter continued to spread from their mouthscome out.
Next to the man, stood a young woman. This woman's equally tall figure, although wrapped in coarse cloth, still looks exquisite and attractive. There was a trace of joy on her red face.
At this time, she was busy making some preparations, and the eyes of many young fishermen followed her movements. Some people's words were filled with admiration for this woman.
"Brother Yan, you can sell fish meat for a thousand gold, hahaha, you can buy a big boat for fishing in the future!" Uncle Erbai quickly came to Yan Dazhu's side and said with a smile.
Yan Dazhu smiled naively and said: "It was also luck this time. When I met this big dragon fish, I thought I was dead this time, but I didn't expect that there seemed to be something wrong with this big dragon fish. There's only 10% left, and that's it, and I spent a lot of effort to get it over."
Although Uncle Qingluo¡¯s eyes were full of envy, he also said honestly: ¡°This is your good luck, thanks to the blessing of the Sea Dragon King. It¡¯s getting late, so everyone can come together and help Brother Yan cut the fish flesh.¡±
Cutting the fish meat is naturally not a problem for the fishermen. At that time, more than a dozen strong young men rushed towards the big dragon fish with sharp knives. Several men who were dressed more gorgeously than the fishermen stood aside with smiles on their faces, watching all this with smiles on their faces.
They are the shopkeepers who are here to collect dragon fish meat. They have already negotiated the price with Yan Dazhu, and they just need to wait to receive the money.
It took half an afternoon of busy work before the huge arowana was cut up. The entire beach was now filled with the smell of blood. But at this time, the fishermen who were cutting up the fish seemed even more excited. Their eyes were fixed on the huge leather bag-like thing about half a foot in size.
This is the place where the dragon fish digests food. Because the dragon fish is omnivorous, there has been a legend in the fishing village that golden pearls were cut out of the stomach.
"I heard from the elders that the biggest rich man in our town, Li Laocai, got rich because his ancestor caught a big arowana, cut out such a big luminous pearl from it, and dedicated it to the immortal." Uncle Erbai looked at the huge leather bag-like thing, smacked his lips and said: "Tsk, tsk, if there really is a luminous pearl, Dazhu will make a fortune!"
Others also sighed with emotion, staring closely at the leather bag-like thing. As the owner of this big dragon fish, Yan Dazhu was very nervous, and in his nervousness was a hint of eager anticipation.
After hesitating for a moment, Yan Dazhu finally gritted his teeth, quickly walked towards the leather bag, and used the knife in his hand to gently cut a long opening in the flesh-colored leather bag.
Drops of blood flowed out of the leather bag. At this time, almost everyone on the beach had their eyes widened, hoping to be the first to see the treasure.
Yan Dazhu is undoubtedly the most nervous at this time. After all, the income in his stomach is related to the future life of their family. If there were pearls, crystals and other things in it, he might not have to go to sea in his life, and he could also prepare a dowry for his beloved daughter in a glorious way.
Although his face was tense at this time, in his heart, he had prayed to all the gods. Pray that they can bring you good luck, don¡¯t mention many, just get a small night pearl.
After hesitating for a moment, Yan Dazhu shook the stomach pouch vigorously. According to the experience passed down from the older generation, everything inside will be shaken out with this shaking.
It was a little heavy, which made Yan Dazhu feel a little happy, but as the thing fell to the ground, Yan Dazhu's expression froze for an instant. There was nothing there in his imagination, only a corpse rolling out of his stomach.
"How is it possible? How is this possible?" Generally speaking, dragon fish will eat anything. A dragon fish that grows to such a big size always eats things like turtles and sea clams. At least there should still be ordinary pearls.
But there was only one corpse in this one. Yan Dazhu lowered his head and looked at the corpse, and saw a young man with a pretty face. He was wearing a robe of an unrecognizable color. It looked like he had been dead for a long time.
"What's going on? Why is there only one corpse?" Uncle Erbai quickly ran to the stomach bag and opened it with force. He saw that it was empty inside, not to mention gems and other things, just a little bit. There are no fish bones.
How is this possible?
Several noble people in gorgeous clothes had lost interest at this time. They gave a few instructions to the man who looked like their servant, then boarded the carriage waiting below and sped off into the distance.
"Dad, although we didn't get the treasure, thisThe meat and bones of the dragon fish can be worth thousands of taels of gold, which is enough for us to buy a big boat. You should be happy. " Yan Dazhu's daughter quickly came to her father's side and persuaded him softly.
Other fishermen who had a good relationship with Yan Dazhu also advised: "Yes, Dazhu, you didn't put in much effort this time, and you got such a big dragon fish. Hehe, it's comparable to three years ago." harvest!"
"If I get such a big dragon fish, maybe I will laugh like that!"
The kind words of persuasion finally made Yan Dazhu's brows relax a little. He chuckled and said, "Everyone is right. Having this dragon fish has been my blessing for many years. I won't say anything else." , wait a minute, everyone come to my place to drink.¡± (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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