Chapter 360: Thick Fog and Turbulent Undercurrents

This is not the first time Zhao Ya has seen records about Wuwang Sea.

Ever since he seized the firearm from Ye Xunhua, Zhao Ya has read various books more than once, looking for clues about Wuwang Sea.

But after spending a lot of effort, Zhao Ya did not find any valuable clues.

No matter how old the books are, the records about Wuwang Sea are vague.

It just says that there is an eternal fog in this sea area. Once you stray into it, you will die!

Therefore, it is also called an absolute forbidden area.

Only the record written by Guo Luming has some unusual information, and it is highly credible.

But what is this flute sound? What is the so-called Sea Dragon King?

Although he is infinitely curious, Zhao Ya cannot make a judgment because there is too little relevant information.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Ya carefully packed the two booklets and then opened a bag he carried with him.

There were bottles and jars, all kinds of sundries inside, which were all things that were often needed when traveling around the world.

Zhao Ya pulled out a long box from inside, opened the lid, and inside was a firearm with a strange shape.

At first glance, this firearm looked very much like the hand cannon that Zhao Ya had seen in his previous life.

It was just much more delicate and complicated than that one.

The barrel was 20 centimeters long, with dense patterns engraved on it. I don’t know if it was for decoration or for other purposes.

The parts on the gun body were integrated, extremely delicate and complicated.

Zhao Ya gently pulled the bolt at the back, revealing a chamber.

This was where the bullets were placed.

Unfortunately, the last bullet was also used up during the battle with Jing Pingsheng.

But Zhao Ya clearly remembered the appearance of the bullet.

It was about 10 centimeters long, with a pointed cone in the front and a spherical shape in the back.

Zhao Ya still couldn’t understand why this firearm had such a powerful power.

After all, with Jing Pingsheng's strength, even if all the firearms developed in the previous life were brought here, it would probably be difficult to cause damage to him.

But this firearm did it.

Is there any black technology in it?

Zhao Ya gently stroked the surface of the firearm, and his mind was in turmoil.

This thing was also obtained by Ye Xunhua from the seaside of Wuwang Sea, combined with the strange sound of the flute...

Could it be that in the fog, there is a highly developed civilization hidden?

Although it is very incredible, it is not impossible.

Zhao Ya slowly exhaled.

This world... is really getting more and more interesting.

But it is useless to think about these things now.

The most urgent task is to stabilize the Canglong Temple first, and then plan for other things.

Zhao Ya had just installed this firearm when footsteps were heard outside.

Zhao Ya knew who it was without even looking up.

"What's the situation outside? Is there any updated news?"

"My Lord, there is no unusual movement outside except for some disturbances caused by Canglong Temple being expelled."

The speaker was Wu Baoer.

Now she has switched to the camp of Canglong Temple, but because she is a woman, it is inconvenient for her to live in the temple, so Zhao Ya sent her out to get information, which can be regarded as an extra ear and eye.

Zhao Ya nodded, "Okay, well done."

Speaking, Zhao Ya threw a medicine bottle over, and Wu Baoer hurriedly took it.

"This is a three-month dose of medicine. Take it on time every day. It can not only control the poison in your body, but also replenish qi and blood, and help you practice." Zhao Ya said lightly.

"Thank you, my Lord." Wu Baoer was very happy.

Although she was controlled by Zhao Ya with poison now, Wu Baoer did not have much resistance.

After all, Zhao Ya did not force her to do anything, but just asked her to find out some news from the outside world. As long as she obeyed, Zhao Ya's antidote would always be delivered on time.

This was even freer than when he was in the Farewell Building.

As if he felt Wu Baoer's happiness, Zhao Ya looked up at her and smiled.

"Is there any news about your partner Liu Ming?"

"No." Wu Baoer shook her head and said with certainty.

"But I can be sure that he is not dead. He should have found a place to hide."

"Well, go ahead. If there is any movement outside, report to me at any time."

"Yes!" Wu Baoer responded, and then disappeared into the darkness in a flash.

Zhao Ya looked at the night outside the palace and sighed slightly.

In fact, according to his previous idea, after successfully opening the meridians and finding the next path, he should return to Dayan to meet Zui'er and the others.

But now he can't leave even if he wants to.

Guan Xuejiang's last words before his death, Guo Luming's careful cultivation of him, and the earnest expectations of the whole temple, all turned into a heavy responsibility, weighing on Zhao Ya's shoulders.

At the same time, Zhao Ya suddenly had some insights.

With the step-by-step growth of strength, he should indeed build his own power.

If nothing else, even if it is for Zui'er and others to have a safe place when he travels around the world and explores the secrets of this world in the future.

In this way, Canglong Temple is the most suitable target.

First of all, the foundation is strong enough, which saves a lot of trouble in the initial construction.

Secondly, after these days of getting along, Zhao Ya's prestige is also high enough.

It can even be said that after Guan Xuejiang's death, except for Guo Luming, no one can have a higher prestige than Zhao Ya.

Not even Shen Yunshen, Qin Jianji and others.

Next, it’s time to resolve the turmoil caused by the removal of Canglong Temple.

Just when Zhao Ya was thinking about what to do next, Pei Quan'an, thousands of miles away, accompanied Nangong Yanran, traveled long distances, worked tirelessly, and finally arrived at the Nangong family's territory.

This place is different from other places in Huawai Land. Because it is close to the Mo Sea, the climate here is very humid.

With many lakes and dense river network, it can be called a land of plenty.

After arriving at the territory controlled by the Nangong family, the servants of the Nangong family who had learned the news in advance were waiting.

They were greeted by a large and gorgeous ship, and then headed towards the depths of the water network.

Pei Quan'an looked at the scenery by the river with great interest and couldn't help asking: "What does your family do?"

Nangong Yanran's face turned pale, and after a moment of silence she muttered: "This river belongs to my family, and all merchant ships passing by have to pay us."

"Oh, it turns out they are water bandits!"

Pei Quan'an said subconsciously, but then he realized that he had said the wrong thing and couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"Yanran, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that..."

"It's okay, you are right, my family is indeed a water bandit." Nangong Yanran whispered, her hands clenching her fists unconsciously.

In fact, she didn't care much about her family's identity before.

It wasn't until she came to Wanghai Tower and came into contact with the children of various aristocratic families in Huawai that she felt inferior.

After all, the people she came into contact with were either from wealthy families or descendants of sects with a long history.

In comparison, her family's background as a bandit is indeed a bit difficult to talk about.

This is why she is unwilling to go home even if her mother is seriously ill.

Because she no longer wants to be a girl from a water bandit family.

Pei Quan'an ignored these.

In fact, if it weren't for the Gui family's wealth, he wouldn't bother to make this trip.

But now that I'm here, my attitude must be correct.

So when the big ship passed through the bottomless reed swamps, it finally docked on a small island.

With a warm smile on his face, Pei Quan'an accompanied Nangong Yanran off the boat.

There were many people standing on the shore, all coming to welcome Pei Quan'an.

The leader is Nangong Yanran's father, the head of the Nangong family, Nangong Buliang.

After hearing this name, Pei Quan'an couldn't help but complain.

Still Nangong is not bright!

Is there anyone called Nangong Very Liang?

Although he thought so, the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

"Master Nangong, you are too polite."

"Hey, it's our honor for the disciples from Wanghai Tower to come to my Nangong home. Please come in." Nangong Buliang said with a very happy smile.

The crowd gathered around Pei Quan'an and let him into the living room.

Nangong Yanran had already gone to see her mother behind the scenes.

Nangong Buliang is here to accompany him personally.

Sumptuous food and wine were served like water.

Pei Quan'an didn't show any politeness. He drank several glasses of wine in a short while.

Then Pei Quan'an put down his wine glass and started chatting with Nangong Buliang.

Chatting is fake, but gathering information is real.

So while talking, Pei Quan'an turned the topic to the Gui family in Mohai City.

"On the way here, I heard Yanran say that the Gui family in Mohai City is very wealthy. Has the head of the Nangong family heard about it?"

"Haha, Mr. Pei has asked the right person. Not only have I heard about it, but I am also good friends with the head of the Gui family, Gui Heshu." Nangong Buliang said with a smile.

"Oh?" Pei Quan'an's eyes lit up, and then he asked pretending to be nonchalant.

"Then can you tell me what's going on in Mohai City?"

"Why not? This Mohai City is close to Mohai and is a first-class large city."

"But Mohai is said to be a sea, but it is actually a large swamp covering an extremely large area. It is rich in aquatic products and has many products, so Mohai City is also very prosperous."

"And this Mohai City was built by the ancestors of the Gui family, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years."

Pei Quan'an nodded as if he suddenly understood, "Then why haven't I heard of Mohai City before?"

"Haha, everything produced in Mohai City is for daily use and has nothing to do with martial arts. It's normal that Mr. Pei has never heard of it."

"Then are there any powerful warriors in Mohai City or the Gui family?" Pei Quan'an couldn't help but ask.

When Nangong Buliang heard this, he glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and then smiled.

"I've never heard of that. Although Gui Heshu's strength is good, it's just about the same as mine. He will definitely not be able to catch the eye of Mr. Pei."

Pei Quan'an was delighted when he heard this, but this was only Nangong Buliang's words. In order to confirm the authenticity of the news, he nodded calmly, and then changed the subject.

The guests and hosts enjoyed the dinner so much that Pei Quan'an was even a little drunk and was helped to stay at the back house.

After he left, Nangong Buliang, who had been smiling just now, gradually faded his smile, and then asked in a deep voice.

"Second brother, what do you think?"

Nangong Buliang, the second head of the Nangong family and Nangong Buliang's biological brother, said coldly when he heard this.

"This boy looks respectful but is actually arrogant. He has no good intentions."