"Living person? How could he be? He suffered such severe injuries on his chest and soaked in water for so long. Even if he is good at water, he will have to be suffocated to death?"

"That's right, Mingqi, don't lie to us. I have been floating on this water for decades and have never seen such an evil thing."

Everyone disbelief. Some shouted loudly and pushed the "corpse" back into the river, while others were so scared that they turned the bow of the ship and sailed more than ten meters away, as if there were fierce gods and evil ghosts behind them chasing them.

When the person on the corpse boat saw this, hesitated and helped him, but he didn't know how to start.

He just kept shouting: "What a living person... he is a living person!"

"Quiet, come back!" An old man with gray hair shouted in a deep voice. He paused apart apart the broken bamboo poles, making a thumping sound on the boat, and at the same time caused circles of ripples under the boat where he was.

When the fishermen heard this voice, even the cowardly man put down the oars in their hands, turned around and looked at the source of the sound. It seemed that the old man had a significant position in this group of people.

"Clan leader, what are you doing here? You're not lucky enough to be here for such an evil thing!"

"Yes, yes!" Everyone agreed.

"Nothing!" the old man cursed, "Where is the blue sky and the sun?"

The old man was hunched over, but his skills were agile. He stepped through several small boats nearby, like an old and strong antelope. In just a moment, he came to the fishing boat where the dead body was found.

At this time, the body suspected of being a corpse was no longer moving. The old man looked at his pupils, placed his hand on his chest, brushed his beard on his chin, and said, "Mingqi is right. This man is indeed alive, but he is very weak, and now he faints again."

He paused, bent down to identify the person's clothing, but the clothes were soaked in water for too long and were already worn out. They could not distinguish the texture, nor could they find the identifier that could identify the identity.

The old man thought for a while and said, "Although this person has unknown origin, we cannot stand by death and refuse to save him. Mingqi, Qin Fang!"

"Here, patriarch."

"Since this person is discovered by you and your wife, let you be good at it. When you return to the village, you will be staying in your house to take care of it."

"yes……"

After this matter, the fishing boats took their luggage and turned the bow of the boat back to the shore.

Although such a thing happened today, everyone was scared, especially the fishermen who accidentally fell into the water. They were wet and cursed without stopping, but the number of fish they caught was pretty good, which gave them some comfort.

The setting sun shines in the west, and it is broken into golden on the swaying water surface. As the shore approaches, the shadows of the village can be seen vaguely.

Everyone was eager to return home, and their moods improved at this time. They stared at the front because their families were waiting for it. The wife was carrying children and the old man was leaning on crutches and blowing the wind, quietly waiting for them to return, every day.

...

Chen Haofang fell into the water, and was stimulated by the water pressure and lost consciousness, fell into endless darkness, and was completely unaware of the changes outside.

His chest was originally scratched by the sharp claws of the iron feathered eagle. His wounds penetrated his spine and countless broken bones. He would have died. But luckily, he had obtained the ruins of the sea-holding heaven from Liang Zhengqi's hands, and then he had a glimmer of hope in the death.

Although the Technique of Stepping on the Sea and Supporting Heaven is destroyed, it is itself fighting with the Buddha's phantom transformed from the Buddhist beads, and is suppressed deep in the spiritual platform. Even the route of practicing meridians is transformed by the eight treasures of golden body skills.

But the ancient power who created this technique was almost able to compete with the Lord of the Buddhist Beads forever. How could the martial arts he created be simplified? Even if he was suppressed by the Buddhist beads for many days and many golden threads were produced in the black scroll, it would only make his aura weak.

However, this time Chen Hao suffered a great physical attack, and the purple villain in the spiritual platform became increasingly visible and hidden. Bujuan felt that the suppression power was lighter, so he fought for it and then broke out.

The five elements of the Heavenly Practice are water. At this moment, they are in the river again, filled with rich water power everywhere. They are suddenly like returning to the warm mother bed, and their power has increased greatly. They forced out the invading golden wires in the body one by one, turning into a black tent in the sky in the spiritual platform space, and instantly covering most of the sky.

If the string of Buddhist beads were still emitting a faint fluorescent light, and the black cloth scroll was also three points afraid of this Buddhist treasure and did not dare to invade the place covered by the Buddha's light, the entire spiritual platform would have fallen into darkness.

At this time, the black cloth piece naturally discovered that Chen Hao's own martial arts had been forcibly merged into Chen Hao's physical running route, and changed to something that was specious, which was completely different from his essence, so he was naturally furious.

It transformed into an illusory figure, and the whole person was emitting a rich black air. He raised his feet and came out of the spiritual platform and wandered around the meridians of Chen Hao's whole body.

Just like a piece of black ink entering the water, the figure passed by, all the light golden Wuyuan was dyed black again, swelling in the meridians, causing huge waves.

Even the route of circulation was reversed by the mysterious power. For a moment, Chen Hao's aura increased instead of decreasing, and his body was surrounded by black air.

These evil spirits were so strange that a small green fish accidentally swam into the waters soaked by black gas. In an instant, the scales fell off, the belly was facing the sky, and the eyes were dull, as if the soul had been pulled away by some force, and they died like this.

Therefore, Chen Hao followed the crowd and all the fish and shrimps he encountered were avoiding. Even fish as fierce as the green threshing shark did not dare to rush over and preserve their body.

But something happened soon. Although the sea-supporting Heavenly Master was like a fish in water in this environment, the aura was rising, and it turned the route of the Wuyuan in the meridians, absorbing the power of the water element in the river, and trying to break through again.

However, Chen Hao was already seriously injured, and the wound on his chest was still flowing out of blood. He had not practiced the method of silence, just like a porcelain bottle with a small hole drilled, constantly flowing away the vitality in the bottle.

Such a scene seems to have a shaking foundation. How dare you add bricks and tiles to it?

The figure of the villain transformed from black cloth was very unwilling to accept it, worried that Chen Hao would become a rootless duckweed once he died. He didn't know how many years it would take to see the light of heaven again, so it desperately absorbed the energy of heaven and earth in the water and gathered all of it to Chen Hao's wounds, hoping to heal the wounds of this body.

But the Taihai Tuo Tiangong has never been a healing method. The energy absorbed is transformed by it and becomes astonishingly evil. If it is forcibly sent to the wound, it will be counterproductive and without any improvement.

Seeing the vitality in Chen Hao's body getting weaker and weaker, the villain was extremely anxious and suddenly muttered a few words. His little hands scratched, and drove the black cloth roll body over, transported it to the wound, turning into a black light shield and pressing it tightly. The blood gushing out suddenly stopped.

It reached the source of the heart of this body again, and pierced the palm of his right finger, and streams of rich black gas leaked out, filling the entire atrium.

This black gas is the original energy of this broken weapon spirit, which is extremely precious. At this moment, it is used as the source of the heart power of this body, so naturally the fire of life that was still in turmoil just now stabilized.

But just as the black villain secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he transformed into his elbows and armpits. A golden light curtain suddenly shone brightly near the heart, covering the entire heart tightly.

That was the light emitted by the Buddhist beads. This magic weapon has a deep foundation and a vast Buddhist land inside. Even if no one deliberately activated it, it was still extremely spiritual. Now that this situation is caused, it seems that it is almost impossible to let the spirits of the black cloth piece step by step.

The spirit of the incomplete weapon did not expect that the Buddhist bead would suddenly attack and screamed loudly. At this time, he no longer cared about the injuries on his body. Instead, he quickly took back the black cloth body and wanted to merge the two into one and fight against the Buddhist bead again.

But at this time, the Buddhist beads will not make it succeed. The golden light curtain is even more intense, and at the same time, it transforms into a tree-like light, penetrates deeply into the entire heart, forming a dense network inside it, to prevent the incomplete spirit from breaking through the heart door without any effort, causing the physical power to dry up and die.

Immediately afterwards, spells flew out of the Buddhist beads and hit the body of the broken weapon spirit. The golden light turned into several thick chains, locking the entire body of the weapon spirit tightly, and keeping the wound on his palm open, continuing to provide a source of power for the body.

Outside the heart, there were golden dragons flying, grabbing the black cloth into their claws. At this moment, because the spirit of the instrument was trapped and could no longer control the cloth itself, it was easily taken by the Buddhist beads and was still suppressed in the spirit platform.

The Buddha's light shone, and the Wu Yuan power, which was previously infected and changed by the incomplete weapon spirit, returned to a faint golden color, slowly flowing on its own, and healed the wound on its chest little by little.

At this time, the incomplete weapon spirit was used as the source of physical power. The faint pressure emitted by the Buddhist beads made Chen Hao no longer dangerous. He didn't know how many miles he had floated with the river, and then he crashed into the fishing net and was rescued by the fishermen and returned to Lijia Village.

After being poured with some rice porridge and taking a small bowl of ginger soup, Chen Hao could open his eyes slightly and look at his place.

The room was not big, with fishing gear on the walls and corners full of fishing gear, plus a bed, a mottled small table, and a few small stools with four legs that made the whole room look a little crowded. Looking out from the small window not far away, you can also see dried fish hanging under the eaves.

It turned out that he was really rescued. Chen Hao pinched himself, and then he suddenly realized that he just didn't know which fishing village he was in, so he had to thank them very much.

I just remembered to get up and immediately touched the wound. In the severe pain, I couldn't help but snorted, but the door was pushed open suddenly. A strong man walked in and was overjoyed to see this scene.

"That brother, you are finally awake"!
Chapter completed!