Farewell

Author: Tai Yisheng Water

Farewell

A monk from Killing Dan?

Xie Huan felt a vague premonition in his heart.

The Jiedan monk is the real sky outside Yuanyang Sea. Almost all spiritual islands are under the control of Jiedan monk.

For example, the leader of the Tianlei Sect who controls Luoxia Island is the Jiedan Cultivator.

"Many people in the group are talking about this. Some say that the person who killed the island is not human. Everyone on the island has a very miserable death, and the heart is dug out. Some people say that there is a big conspiracy behind it."

Ning Jiujiu held the nameplate and read out the information above.

“What group?”

Xie Huan walked up and found that Ning Jiujiu was in a group called "Luxia Island Waiting for Richness Alliance", and news kept popping up.

"I'll bring you in too. This is a very famous group on the island. There are all kinds of people. Be careful when speaking."

Ning Jiujiu operated it on the nameplate.

Xie Huan quickly joined the group, and messages popped up:

"The death of those people is hard to describe, and humans are not so cruel."

"Is it the sea clan?"

"Although the sea clan is mysterious and powerful, it is no different from our cultivators. I think it looks like an evil cultivator or some kind of sea beast."

"It is said that there are still monks missing and have not been found yet."

At this time, a man named Ma An sent a message: "Stop talking, panic is spreading now, and many monks on the second-level spiritual island have begun to flee the famine and pour into Luoxia Island in large numbers. We are all just a group of monks who don't know the truth, protecting ourselves. The reason behind this may be far beyond our imagination."

"I heard from this fellow Taoist, I seem to know something?"

"Don't talk halfway."

"Haha, is this fellow Taoist a monk who knows the truth?"

Many people expressed dissatisfaction.

Ma An posted another one: "Think about it, Tianlei Sect has controlled the 54th District waters for hundreds of years and has never happened like this. Why did it happen suddenly now? I'll stop, think about it carefully."

The group was quiet for a while, and someone replied: "I understand, stop talking about it."

There was no news next time, and they were honestly silent, as if they all understood.

Only Xie Huan didn't understand... he had to ask Ning Jiujiu for advice.

"Is they said..."

Ning Jiujiu's face was full of shock.

"It should be."

Zhou Bo said in a smog, smoking a cigarette.

"Oh." Han Wenshan sighed: "It's a blessing or not a disaster, it's a disaster that cannot be avoided. Ninety-nine don't have to worry. There are three thousand monks on this island, and there are tall men holding on to it. We are only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, and it may not affect us, even if it affects..."

"Stop!"

Xie Huan hurriedly stopped him and shouted, "What are you talking about?"

Ning Jiujiu glanced at him and said worriedly: "There are rumors on the island recently that the elixir master of Tianlei Sect is coming soon."

Xie Huan suddenly realized this.

The life and death of a monk is not only related to the monk himself, but also to all the interests he involves.

Everyone in the group believed that the island-slaughtering incident was due to Yu Hexu's Dan Killing Period.

"Although the Tianlei Sect is not a good thing, it finally protects the monks in the area. The warmer limit is a disaster or a blessing for us lower-level monks."

Ning Jiujiu pursed her lips, her voice a little bitter.

"Several sects in the nearby sea areas, Xuanyin Sect, Sun and Moon Sect, Coral Sect, etc., have long been eyeing the interests of Tianlei Sect. If Yu Hexu really falls, the consequences will be unimaginable, and we must make some preparations as soon as possible."

Zhou Bo said cautiously, the wrinkles on his face became much deeper.

Xie Huan pondered that there was indeed the possibility that they mentioned.

The fall of every big shot will have a profound impact on one field.

Just like his fall, the impact on Qingyun Continent and the Great Qin State, is probably incalculable, and even changes in dynasties and the rise and fall of the world is not impossible.

These things all involve thousands of lower-level monks and affect the fate of countless people.

However, Xie Huan always feels that the island slaughter may not be related to the warmest period. That bad premonition has always been lingering in his heart and cannot be eliminated.

"After returning to the island this time, I plan to rest for a while, and it will be a long time. I can't go out with everyone to do the mission."

Uncle Zhou hesitated for a moment and suddenly said.

"Is it because of the island-slaughtering maniac?"

Ning Jiujiu was stunned for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Fan Xingguang fell, you are recuperating, Han Wenshan is in seclusion, and the Langhai team has completely dispersed."

"Half and half. Even if this hasn't happened, I plan to rest for a while. I'm older and my health is worse than once." Zhou Bo's expression was a little depressed.

"Don't worry, when Uncle Zhou has a good rest, I'll almost come out of seclusion. By then, the Langhai team will only be stronger." Han Wenshan comforted him.

Xie Huan glanced at Uncle Zhou, and saw that he wanted to speak but stopped, he said, "I am very forgiving that Uncle Zhou's injuries are probably irreversible. Uncle Zhou himself should know it well."

"What?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Only Zhou Bo's face was full of bitterness and helplessness, shook his head slightly, and smiled bitterly: "Thank you, as if you were aware of the fire, I still can't escape the eyes of fellow Taoists."

"Dad! You..."

Zhou Lin was panicked and a little at a loss.

Zhou Bo sighed and smiled: "This time I have been resting for the rest of my life. I didn't know how to speak. I wanted to use the nameplate to make it clear after landing on the island, so that I could avoid some injuries and parting. But since I thanked fellow Taoist point it out, I was calm and didn't have to hide it."

"I remembered it!"

Zhou Lin suddenly cried and said, "The wound on my father's body can be cured before, right? Last time at the Yunshang Chamber of Commerce, my father asked about the price of Bichao Dan, which cost 10,000 low-grade spirit stones. My father hesitated and refused to buy it. It must be to save money to hit me the first red line, wuwu."

"Silly kid, it has nothing to do with saving money or not. If you can't build a foundation, you can't escape the loess. I've lived 147 years old. Even if I don't have this injury, I won't have much life."

Zhou Bo patted Zhou Lin’s shoulder lovingly: “The future path depends entirely on yourself.”

Ning Jiujiu's mood suddenly became heavy: "What are you planning to arrange next?"

"Buy some Qi-enhancing pills to regulate your body safely and live a mortal life. You don't have to be sad. I am a blessing in disguise. Maybe I can live for a few more days."

Zhou Bo smiled and said, "And Fan Xingguang has a son. Because of his poor talent and he has not embarked on the road of cultivation, I moved to the next door of his son and could take care of his descendants."

Xie Huan sighed in his heart that the lifespan of a monk is far greater than that of an ordinary person, but he spends most of his time in seclusion. And compared to this eternity, what is hundreds or thousands of years worth?

Even if you practice to transform into a god, you will never find the path to immortality. In the end, it will be a waste of time.

Everyone was silent next time.

While comforting everyone, Zhou Bo reminded Zhou Lin to teach as much of his precious experience as possible in his life.

At this time, the blue sea and blue sky, white clouds are like cotton wool, the sun shines through the clouds, and the breeze blows gently, blowing across everyone's faces, bringing a hint of coolness and a kind of sorrow.

Lingzhou soon returned to Luoxia Island.

A layer of obvious spiritual power fluctuations appeared above the island, covering the entire island, and thousands of people gathered on the sea, waiting for the cumbersome procedures to land on the island.

Ning Jiujiu collected the spiritual boat, and the group lined up behind, and it took a long time to complete the procedures.

After landing on the island, Zhou Bo took Zhou Lin and said goodbye to everyone.

Han Wenshan was not nagging any more, but just bowed to Ning Jiujiu with his fists and said, "Take care," and bowed to Xie Huan. He then bowed to Xie Huan and left alone.

"I'm leaving, too."

Xie Huan waved to Ning Jiujiu and headed towards the Chamber of Commerce.

He is going to sell his unwanted things and go into seclusion to hit the red line.

"Hey, when will we do the task together?"

Ning Jiujiu shouted behind her and asked.

"If you have a chance," Xie Huan said without looking back.

"Okay, nameplate contact."

Ning Jiujiu suddenly felt bored, the team dispersed, everyone left, and his heart was a little empty.

The waves swayed against the reefs, the trees swayed in the wind, the humid breath and the fragrance of flowers intertwined, and a group of seabirds hovered over the sea, screaming happily.

She looked at the white clouds in the sky and suddenly saw Xie Huanzhe coming back. Her eyes lit up and she jumped forward: "What are you doing?"

"This is for you."
To be continued...