Chapter 142 Flood

After crossing the South China Sea, Ye Han took a long breath and said:

"Okay, the most dangerous place is here. As long as we don't encounter Guling Mirage for the rest of the journey, there won't be any problems."

Everyone saw Ye Han Yizhu being so nervous before, and they all knew that Nanhai was not simple. Everyone was relieved when they heard this.

Feng Lingjing asked:

"Brother Yehan, is this South China Sea dangerous?"

Hearing this question, both Yehan and Yizhu had strange smiles on their faces, and Yizhu said:

"There is an irresolvable enmity between this place and our Xuanyuan Sword Sect. The two of us can come here easily, but we must be extremely careful with you."

Feng Lingjing continued to ask:

"Have an enmity with the Xuanyuan Sword Sect that cannot be washed away? How much enmity is that? Why not eliminate them?"

Yizhu said with a smile:

"It's them who have enmity against us, not us against them. You guys have a good time. The eighteen demon kings in the South China Sea have been here for twenty-eight years. They are almost mature. It will be your business in the future."

Ye Han continued:

"This is the territory of the Cangqionghai Purple Dragon God Clan. There are a total of eighteen demon kings. Every thirty years, our Xuanyuan Sword Sect will send people to test the disciples and harvest them. This place has become the test site of our sect. The refinery has been here for three thousand years, and hundreds of demon kings have died here. Do you think the hatred is great or not?

The sea monsters here have developed a habit for three thousand years. When they see Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples, they will swarm them and attack with all their might without even taking their lives. It is of great benefit to the disciples in their trials and against the group of enemies. I harvested here back then. Only after defeating three demon kings can he enter Shuhe Ridge to practice.

In fact, this is not only our trial ground, but also the trial place for the Cang Qiong Sea Purple Dragon God Clan. The demon kings who survive each trial will be reused and transferred away from here, and at the same time, new eighteen families will be added. Demon King. I have practiced here for thirty years.

So we have to be careful when crossing this sea. Well, we are about to enter Yuanzhou. This place is no different from other places. It has been a wild land since ancient times. The terrain is complex, there are many evil sects, and demons are everywhere. Everyone should pay attention. "

Yu Zecheng asked:

"Senior Brother Yizhu, what is the Ancient Ridge Mirage you just mentioned?"

Yizhu replied:

"That is also a rare opportunity. Guling Mirage was transformed into an ancient mirage beast. This beast was the pet of Senior Zhu Gouzi of the deceased sect thousands of years ago. Later, he assassinated the leader of the Supreme Sensing Sect, the Immortal Immortal. No, he died in Yuanzhou. For some reason, his pet ancient mirage not only did not die, but became stronger and stronger.

This beast wanders around the Yuanzhou area and can turn into a city and regenerate the world. Those mortals and immortal cultivators who don't know it enter this illusory city, are fascinated by the illusion, and live in the illusion. In the end, they will absorb a light of spiritual energy and become withered bones.

However, this thing is a great supplement to our Xuanyuan Sword Sect. We can use the illusion to practice a secret technique in it. As long as it does not last for seven days, nothing will happen.

For this reason, our seniors have captured this ancient mirage three times and brought it back to our master. It is strange to say that when we captured it back to our cave, the illusion formed there lost the effect of cultivation. In the end, we had to put it back here. Who can touch it? , that is their respective fate. "

Everyone was surprised when they heard this secret news. Yu Zecheng nodded. It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books.

The cloud car moved forward and kept flying. As expected, this place in Yuanzhou is different from other places. The real estate is sparse, the mountains and rivers are poor, the climate is harsh, and it is extremely desolate. Instead, they are all ancient stories in the mountains, the virgin forests that Yu Zecheng and the Gulun brothers passed through, and here Comparing it, it is simply a paradise.

It was going to rain heavily that day. The rain was extremely terrifying. The cloud car slowed down and flew at a low altitude. It flew thousands of miles without flying out of the rain cloud.

The earth is flooded with floods. On this day, when the night is cold, Yizhu takes the cloud cart and looks at the rolling floods below the cloud cart, frowning involuntarily.

Everyone has been on good terms these past few days. Cheng Lan asked:

"What's wrong with Brother Yizhu?"

Yizhu said:

"Such heavy rain is another catastrophe for the people. Crops are destroyed and homes are flooded. I don't know how many people will die in this catastrophe."

Cheng Lan had been a beggar and knew the pain, so he said:

"When I was a beggar, every year when there was a famine, a group of people would flee to the country, and there would be several more little beggars under me. Some people sold their sons and daughters, hoping to give their children a way to survive. It was extremely pitiful. Who knew the people here? It’s even more pitiful than where we are.”

Feng Lingjing said:

"This is the result of the incompetence of the country's leader and the exhaustion of the people. Even if there is a famine in our Yan country, there will never be any cases of people fleeing or selling their children. This is the greatest achievement of my family."

Cheng Lan seemed very unconvinced, frowned and thought for a while, and finally said:

"It seems that there has never been a famine in the Yan Kingdom, but your country has gold mines and money, and the country is small. If you can afford to fund a famine, that's fine here."

Lei Bingyun on the side suddenly interrupted:

"It is better to seek help from others than from yourself. We are all mortals, just like ants. Just die."

After saying this, Cheng Lan and Feng Lingjing immediately stood up angrily, wanting to refute Lei Bingyun.

Unexpectedly, Yizhu said first:

"Junior sister, it is wrong for you to have such an idea. Mortals, you and I are all human beings, and everyone has a life. In your eyes, they are ants, and in my eyes, you are also an ant. If you have such an idea, you should find a way out quickly. , otherwise you will be banished from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.”

Lei Bingyun didn't care about Yizhu's words and said:

"Brother Yizhu, you entered the Dao earlier than me and are stronger than me. You can regard me as an ant, but I believe that as long as I am under the same conditions, I can also regard you as an ant in the future."

The words were very arrogant, and Yizhu just laughed, with contempt in his eyes. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the car became tense.

Yu Zecheng heard them quarreling, and then he came to his senses. Since the Blood Nightmare Heart regenerated magical powers, Yu Zecheng has been looking for new magical powers every day in recent days, but he has not found what the new magical powers are after searching for several days.

Although the difficulties of this blood and gang fusion have been passed, the blood and gang true energy contained in the body is still insufficient to break through the low level of the fetal breathing realm. Yu Zecheng absorbs the true energy of the spirit stone every day, so he has no time to care about their affairs.

All the spiritual stones collected in Datianqing were absorbed in the past few days, which made Yu Zecheng a little dumbfounded. There were more than 260 low-level spiritual stones, and they were all consumed in these few days and nights.

Although he absorbed all the spiritual power into his body, it seemed that the spiritual power of the spiritual stones was all integrated into the Pangu World. Yu Zecheng did not enter the Pangu World once in these days. Because of Ye Han Yizhu's existence, Yu Zecheng had to be careful.

Damn, Yu Zecheng slowly absorbed the last spiritual stone, and the spiritual stone turned into ashes, but the true energy in his body was still not enough to break through the realm, which made Yu Zecheng sigh.

Although he could not enter the Pangu World, Yu Zecheng was still able to count his wealth. In the Pangu World, he had a copy of the Futu Immortal Record, the ninth-level flying sword Momentary Brilliance, the fourth-level flying sword Quzhi, the fourth-level flying sword Jinshui Fengmang Sword, fifteen dragon spirits, two bottles of marrow-replenishing and soul-benefiting pills, a soul-slashing blade, an ancient axe, two tranquilizing pills, and a hundred gold ingots.

He was wearing a real water dust-avoiding robe, twelve soul-fixing talismans, and a five-element reverse-life dragon sword in his brow. Unfortunately, none of the flying swords he owned had been appraised, and many of the immortal arts and abilities possessed by the flying swords could only be studied slowly by himself.

Without spiritual stones to practice, Yu Zecheng felt depressed in the car. It was a pity that his huqin was damaged in the battle with the Five Tigers of Dongchuan, otherwise he could just play a song to relieve his boredom.

Seeing the tense atmosphere in the car, Yu Zecheng said:

"Brother Yizhu, may I ask if Xuanyuan Sword Sect has any magic to identify flying swords?"

Yizhu replied:

"We have thirteen special magics to identify flying swords, eleven special magics to identify magic weapons, nine special magics to identify spiritual objects and veins, and seven magic eyes to identify enemies.

Below them are ordinary magics of identification, which can be used for all things, for objects and people. There are twenty-one of these magics."

Wang Shuyuan next to him suddenly asked:

"Compared with the Jinyan Sect's Smoke Identification Art and the Shuiyun Sect's Shuiyun Tianjian Art, which one is more powerful?"

Wang Shuyuan never said a word when he was sitting in the car. Everyone was surprised when he suddenly spoke this time.

Cheng Lan next to him also asked:

"Yes, Brother Yizhu, please tell me."

Feng Lingjing also started to join in. In fact, the purpose of their conversation was not to ask about this matter, but to isolate Lei Bingyun. No one paid attention to her and completely isolated her.

Yizhu replied:

"The Smoke Identification Technique and the Water Cloud Sky Identification Technique are both in our sword sect, but they are sixth-class magics and are not included here."

The Smoke Identification Technique and the Water Cloud Sky Identification Technique are not even considered ordinary identification magics. Wang Shuyuan was stunned, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

Yu Zecheng's expression moved. Could it be that Wang Shuyuan had something good that the Smoke Identification Technique and the Water Cloud Sky Identification Technique could not identify, so he asked this question? While thinking, Yu Zecheng said:

"What about the Xiantian Yiqi Mingzhaoshu?"

Yizhu suddenly laughed:

"The Xiantian Yiqi Mingzhaoshu of Zifu Yiqi Sect, haha, Xiantian Yiqi Mingzhaoshu, this is just one of the ordinary 21 kinds of identification immortal arts.

However, our Xiantian Yiqi Mingzhaoshu is the original immortal art of Zifu Sect, the predecessor of Zifu Yiqi Sect and Ziqi Donglai Sect, Xiantian Yiqi Mingzhaoshu."

The meaning is self-evident, Yu Zecheng asked hesitantly:

"How could this Zifu Juexue become the secret method of Xuanyuan Sword Sect? Do Zifu Yiqi Sect and Ziqi Donglai Sect have any objections?"

Yizhu said:

"That's why I laughed, Zifu Sect was My sect was badly defeated. If it weren't for the so-called righteous alliances such as Wuliangqi Sect, Lietian Sword Sect, Zhengqi Haoran Sect, and Zhenfo Sheshen Sect, there would be no Zifu in the world. However, they eventually split into six or seven small sects.

Among them, Zifu Yiqi Sect and Ziqi Donglai Sect slowly rose and gradually recovered their former vitality. I have always wanted to take revenge. By the way, the destruction of Wushang Tiandao Sect was actually also our contribution. Their cave, Wushang Tongtian Ridge, is now Wushang Ridge, one of the twelve ridges of my sect. "

Yu Zecheng was speechless when he heard this. It seems that this world of cultivating immortals is more complicated than he imagined. And this Xuanyuan Sword Sect seems to be aggressive by nature and makes enemies everywhere.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Brother Yizhu, can you help me identify my flying sword?"

Yizhu nodded, and Yu Zecheng was about to take out the flying sword, when the cloud car suddenly stopped and Ye Han's words came:

"Turn east forty miles immediately, at the fastest speed."

There was a firm will that could not be violated in the words. Ye Han had always been very kind to everyone, and this time the order was extremely firm and there was no room for negotiation.

Yun Zizhuang immediately turned around. He obeyed Ye Han's order unconditionally, accelerated the speed of the cloud car, and turned around at the fastest speed to fly over there.

At this time, there was no mood to identify the flying sword. Everyone was nervous, wondering what was ahead that made Ye Han so anxious.

Forty miles away, it took only a cup of tea to arrive. I saw a city far away on a hill. Although the terrain of the small city was high, it was surrounded by floods.

This city is just a small city with a population of about 20,000. There are 10,000 young and strong laborers. The embankments around the city are resisting the infiltration of floods. However, the floods around the small city are gradually rising and will soon cover the embankments. If the embankments are broken, the floods will immediately pour into the city.

And five miles away, a rumbling sound came. There was a mountain torrent bursting there, forming a huge wave, rushing here. This wave was ten meters higher than the city. As long as the flood passed, everything would be destroyed and the small city would be flooded. It would all happen in an instant. When the nest is destroyed, no eggs are left intact. There is no need to guess their fate.

When the people in the small town saw the surging waves, the city suddenly became a mess. Countless young men and women on the embankment began to flee in all directions. Under this huge wave, they were already desperate.

From the cloud car, the people on the ground were like countless ants running around frantically, men, women, old and young, and the noise was deafening. Even so high, countless desperate screams could be heard.

Some people collapsed directly on the ground, some climbed to the top of the building, and some took out a large vat and hid in the vat, but all this was useless. In the face of this magnificent natural force, in the face of this huge mountain torrent, human beings are so insignificant and so powerless.

Ye Han roared, jumped off the cloud car, and turned into a light and shadow and rushed towards the top of the small town. This time, his sword light was like a meteor at first, and then it became brighter and brighter, as if burning something, so bright and dazzling.

This light was so bright, like a torch in the dark night, it immediately attracted the attention of the people surrounded by the flood. First, there was a sudden silence, and the screams of fear seemed to be blocked, and then suddenly broke out, the sound was deafening, "Master, help me", and other cries for help.

This sword light brought great hope to the desperate people in the small town. Almost all the people knelt down and shouted loudly:

"Master, help me. Master, have mercy."

Yizhu shouted in the car:

"Zi Zhuang, control the cloud car well. If the two of us are exiled here, please send them to Xuanyuan Sword Sect."

After that, he also stepped out of the cloud car and chanted in the air:

"Spiritual platform has no way to escape the divine arrow, the wind and rain are like a rock, and the hometown is dark.

I hope that Han Xingquan will not notice, I will recommend Xuanyuan with my blood."

A sword light suddenly appeared above his head, and this light rushed straight into the sky, getting bigger and bigger in the air, turning into a huge sword-shaped symbol. It was the symbol of Xuanyuan Sword Sect that was engraved on the cloud car at the beginning.

This sword-shaped symbol appeared in the air, about a hundred feet high, glittering, as if countless stars gathered together, and the vitality of the world within a hundred miles gathered into this symbol.

Then Yizhu flew up with his sword and flew towards Yehan. The two stood side by side, facing the rolling waves.

At this time, the mountain torrents swept in, with a full wave height of ten meters. Wherever they went, everything was destroyed, houses collapsed, rocks were shattered, and trees were uprooted. This is the anti-violence force of nature, which is more terrifying than any magic.

Facing the huge waves, Yehan and Yizhu smiled at each other, and saw eleven sword lights rising from Yehan's body, and then merged into his body one by one. And Yizhu, in addition to the six pairs of sword wings behind his back, had five sword lights on his body, like feathers, attached to his body.

These should be all their flying swords. When Yehan fought against Fengling Zhenren, he only used nine sword lights and did not show all his true skills.

The huge waves arrived here instantly, and the two of them groaned for a long time. Suddenly, two sword pillars of light rose up and rushed straight into the sky. One of the sword pillars of light slashed hard, and suddenly the light pillar shot straight down from the sky. The roaring huge wave was immediately cut, and a roar was heard. The surging and unstoppable terrifying huge wave was instantly vaporized and cut apart, and the part of the huge wave that rushed to the small town disappeared.

Another sword pillar of light rushed up to the sky, dispersed, and instantly enveloped the small town. The flood roared past, and the momentum was cut off. The small town was not hit by the flood. The big waves rushed to the left and right of the small town.

However, the flood came from the left and right. Under the protection of this sword light, the flood spreading from the left and right was all blocked by the sword light. The water was several feet higher than the embankment. It was all thanks to this sword light that the small town was saved, and it was saved in this monstrous destructive flood.

The momentum of this sword light was absolutely shocking. Everyone in the cloud car was dumbfounded, and they were all stunned and couldn't believe their eyes. Yun Zizhuang kept muttering:

"This is impossible, this is impossible, only a Jindan master can do this, this is impossible."

The huge Xuanyuan Sword Sect logo in the sky suddenly shot down rays of light, which merged into the bodies of the two people who emitted the sword light. As the light shot out, the logo became smaller and smaller, and the speed of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth became faster and faster.

Yu Zecheng immediately understood the function of this sword-shaped mark. It absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth, combines light, and can replenish the true essence of Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples.

The sword light that was slashing straight down has been retracted and merged into the sword light that protects the city, protecting the safety of the entire city.

After a cup of tea, the flood had not receded yet. Yu Zecheng found that the light radiating downward from the Xuanyuan Sword symbol in the air was getting faster and faster, and the sword-shaped mark was getting smaller and smaller. It can be seen that the two people below need more and more vitality to replenish, and they will not be able to hold on in the long run.

Yu Zecheng looked at the distance casually and suddenly found something wrong. The waves surrounding the small town were one foot higher than the flood five miles away. The waves were completely created out of thin air. This is definitely not a normal phenomenon. There are evil spirits making trouble and stirring up trouble.

Yu Zecheng immediately rushed out of the cloud car, flew through the air with his sword, and headed straight for the small town.

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There will be another chapter in two minutes. Let's try the feeling of a 5,000-chapter. In addition, the chapter timing was wrong yesterday, which led to the error in sending the chapter. I apologize to everyone here. At the same time, the 140th chapter written yesterday, Yu Zecheng's pursuit of freedom was not written well and was not deep enough. I sat there for two hours and revised it with the help of my friends. Finally, it was changed. Subscribed book friends can flip over and take a look. Although it is still average, it is my hard work.