As expected, there was a person in front of the ancient bronze ship, a young man, quite handsome, walking on the road of reincarnation.
He was also startled by the ancient bronze ship coming towards him and let out a scream.
"Bang."
The speed of the ancient bronze ship was so fast that it finally hit him and knocked him away.
"It's over, it's over, I got into trouble, I killed someone..." Sheng Shiguo said.
Feng Feiyun stopped the ancient bronze ship, and then took the young man who was knocked away to the ancient bronze ship.
This man looked to be in his twenties, wearing a neat Confucian shirt, with a white face and no beard, and a gentle manner. He looked like a teacher, but he had been knocked unconscious now.
"This guy is not simple, he can actually enter the path of reincarnation." Mao Wugui touched his chin and rummaged around the man's body, but he couldn't find anything valuable after rummaging for a long time.
Sheng Shiguo said: "Perhaps they are ghosts who entered reincarnation and rushed to be reincarnated."
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said: "This is a gap in the path of reincarnation. It is not a regular path of reincarnation. Although some ghosts will fall in here unintentionally, it is impossible for these ghosts to condense into real ghost bodies. You see, his body is completely solid and does not look like a ghost at all. If he is not a ghost king who has condensed a ghost body, he must be a living person."
"I don't see any ghost energy on this guy. Could it be that he is a living person who broke in here unintentionally." Mao Wugui rummaged through the man's body several times and only found an ordinary bamboo flute. , the soup is really too clear and watery, with no oil or water to be fished out.
Feng Feiyun said: "It would be even more terrifying if it were a living person. His cultivation level would probably be terrifying, otherwise it would be impossible to break into this place."
The blood dragon finished another round and walked over like a soft-legged shrimp and said: "I think it's better to tie him up to prevent him from killing everyone after he wakes up. We may not be able to stop him."
"He alone... a boat can knock him out, what danger can there be?" Mao Wugui said with a smile.
In the end, Maowugui and Xuejiao took out the Immortal Binding Rope and tied the man to a rusty railing of the ancient bronze ship.
Not long after, the young man woke up slowly and found that his shirt had been stripped off, and the immortal rope was still tied around his body. His face suddenly changed, and he immediately started struggling: "Help, help, is there anyone? Let me go quickly..."
"What are you calling me? Believe it or not, I will feed you feces." The blood dragon came over and roared at the man fiercely.
The man stopped screaming immediately, his face turned red and white with fright, and he said nonchalantly: "Brother Niluo, can you give me back my clothes? Scholars don't have loose shoulders. It's really insulting to elegance."
"Brother Ni Loach, damn, what are you looking at? I am the Thorny Dragon King of the Blood Dragon Demon Clan. King Jiao, do you understand? Tell me honestly who you are. If you can't explain clearly... , don’t you see that pile over there?”
The man turned his head slightly and saw the yellow and white thing in the corner of the ancient bronze ship. He turned pale with fright, nauseated, and said: "Look... I saw it."
"That was all done by me." The blood dragon pointed at himself with a finger, looking very impressive.
"Awesome, awesome, admire, admire..." the man complimented repeatedly.
The blood dragon said: "Now let's tell you honestly, who are you and why are you here."
"I am an honest person," the man said.
"Tell me the truth."
The man said politely: "We are all gentlemen, please don't use bad words."
The blood dragon's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out a sharp claw and placed it on the man's neck.
The man was so frightened that he trembled all over and said quickly: "I said... I said... I, my name is... Ximen... Chui... Chui..."
"Ximen Chuixue." The blood dragon was frightened. The name was quite domineering, he couldn't be a big shot.
"No... you heard wrong, it was Ximen playing the flute. By the way, where is my flute? Have you seen my flute?" Ximen played the flute and looked around for his bamboo flute.
"I thought it was Ximen Chuchui." Sheng Shiguo said to himself.
Mao Wugui stared at the flute in his hand and said, "Ximen plays the flute."
"Yes, I don't have any hobbies on weekdays. I just like to play the flute. I play it during the day and at night. Sometimes I play on a chair, sometimes on the top of the mountain. If I have a whim, I will go to the water to play. How about you? Return the flute to me and I will play a piece for you." Ximen Ximen seemed to be very concerned about holding a bamboo flute, and his eyes were fixed on the flute in Mao Turtle's hand.
Speaking of the flute, Feng Feiyun couldn't help but think of a person.
It's been a long time since I heard the sound of flute.
Feng Feiyun said: "Let him go, return the flute to him, and let him play a piece for us."
Ximen was let go from playing the flute, and then he quickly put on his clothes, fastening every button very carefully, and said: "This brother still understands things, I don't know your surname, brother."
"Feng Feiyun." Feng Feiyun said.
"It turns out to be Brother Feng. I really admire your name for a long time. I have admired your name for a long time." Ximen played the flute and clasped his hands in his fists, with a smile on his face.
Feng Feiyun narrowed his eyes and said, "You have heard of my name."
"No, it's just flattery." Ximen said, playing the flute.
Feng Feiyun breathed a sigh of relief. Although his current reputation is not small, it is not so exaggerated that it can be heard all over the country. In fact, most human monks have probably never heard of his name. Even if he broke half of the The demon's curse has spread throughout the world, but few people know that the half-demon's name is Feng Feiyun.
After all, except for a few people, no one else knew Feng Feiyun's name.
Ximen played the flute and held the bamboo flute, he couldn't put it down, his white clothes were fluttering, he was chic and elegant, and his whole temperament suddenly changed.
He sat on the bow of the boat and began to play a flute tune.
This guy is not bragging, he is very accomplished in music, and the sound of the flute is beautiful, just like a breeze blowing through the mountains and carrying the faint fragrance of leaves.
Thatched turtles, blood dragons, and holy fruits were all immersed in the sound of his flute, sometimes laughing loudly, sometimes sobbing softly, as if they were thinking of something buried deep in their memory.
Feng Feiyun clasped his hands on his chest and stood on the railing of the ancient bronze ship. He stood upright and thought of many people and things in his mind. His whole body felt unprecedentedly peaceful.
The moment the flute sound stopped, Feng Feiyun felt that his state of mind had calmed down a lot, and he said: "Your flute sound is very extraordinary, and most people cannot reach such a state."
Ximen, who played the flute, seemed to be very satisfied with others praising him for playing the flute well. He smiled and said: "Ever since I learned to play the flute, everyone has said that I am very talented in this area. It is difficult to find someone who can compete with me in the world today." He is a truly unprecedented figure, one who has never been seen before or since."
"Hey, I think back then I was popular all over the world. I don't know how many brothel girls exclaimed for me and were obsessed with me when I played a flute. They all stayed with me overnight and claimed that they didn't need to pay me and could even give me a hundred thousand yuan. They were really honest. You underestimated me, Ximen Chuixiao, what kind of person am I? When I got up the next morning, I only took away 80,000 yuan of money. Hey, after all, they also made money by selling their skin and flesh, and all they earned was hard-earned money. No matter how embarrassed I am to let them take it away, I still have to leave some for them."
After being praised by Feng Feiyun, this guy couldn't hold back his words and began to talk proudly about his romantic history.
"I will always remember that year. It was a cold winter with heavy snow. I left home alone to explore. After walking two hundred miles from home, I discovered something very important. I left home in such a hurry that I didn't bring any money. , Hehe, don’t worry, my flute sound is invincible, I can make money by performing arts, and it’s no problem to support myself.”
"So I stood on the street with three feet of snow and played the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix". Guess what, at that time there was a wealthy daughter who was fascinated by the sound of my flute and invited me to her home. She treated me with good wine and good food, and even let me stay at her house that night. When I left the next day, she gave me a lot of money. Oh my, this is my character."
Mao Wugui coughed twice and said, "Are you sure you are really prostitute? Why do I feel that you are prostitute?"
"Nonsense, there are no people in the world who are prostitutes but not their bodies. This is called a bundled deal. You people must not be deceived by the brothel girls written by those scholars. How much money can scholars have? Those brothel girls will definitely say when they see them. I’m ‘performing my art but not my body’, why do I do my art but not my body? It’s really affecting the market.”
"Those silly scholars thought they were really pure and holy, so they wrote poems and articles for them one after another. Naturally, their reputation spread and attracted countless wealthy and powerful people. As long as they were given money, they would naturally They would take off their clothes and spread their legs to make a lot of money, but those scholars may still be sad about their misfortune, and deeply moved by their moral integrity of performing arts rather than selling themselves, making it difficult to sleep day and night."
Ximen played the flute and said with a smile: "So, I'm just a performer. Don't get me wrong. I'm a very upright person."
"Sir, you are a great talent." Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "However, I do know a woman whose musical attainments are even better than yours."
"What, there is such a strange woman in the world. Brother Feng must take me to see her. If I can compete with her, I will die with no regrets." Ximen played the flute and became very serious, obviously not believing this. There really is someone with a more beautiful flute sound than him in the world.
"I also want to find her." Feng Feiyun's eyes were deep, looking into the distance, and then asked: "How come Brother Ximen appears here."
Ximen played the flute and let out a long sigh and said: "I don't know what happened. I was originally wandering on the battlefield of all races, and I didn't know why I fell here. Where is this place? Brother Feng, How did you get here?"
"We... we only accept people who happen to be passing by." Feng Feiyun's eyes narrowed and he said to himself: "Is there a crack in the battlefield of all races?"