The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 171: ?Slate scriptures stained with the blood of the immortals
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The ferryman was dumbfounded, how could he do this? This kid asked him to determine if it was normal to miss fishing, just for this moment? Pre-planned!
What shocked the ferryman the most was how could that dagger be so sharp?
He had already determined that the fishing line was extremely difficult. Although it was very thin, it was engraved with countless symbols. It was stronger than the fishing line on his boat and could not be destroyed.
But right now, it's been cut off!
He thought that Wang Xuan was picky, and his words were unpopular. He wanted the best "bait", and then took a risk to pull the scriptures on the fishing line. As a result, this guy cut the line directly and took the salary from the bottom of the pot.
Wang Xuan didn't pick up the slate and let it fall on the bamboo boat. He jumped onto the boat's awning, holding a short sword, and gestured at the floating fishing line.
This fishing line is harder to cut than the sun gold. It is exceptionally strong and has a dignified aura. It must be a rare treasure!
The ferryman's eyes widened, this kid... After taking off the bait, he still wants to cut the fishing line? !
He wanted to ask, do you want to rip off the fishing rod too?
Looking at his posture, the ferryman even thought that he wanted to pull all the fishermen down!
After the fishing line lost the slate, it fluttered lightly, swaying with the night wind, crystal clear, densely covered with runes, exuding the breath of Tao.
Wang Xuan made several gestures, and finally held back. Although he speculated that the fishing creature on the moon could not interfere with the dead land, he felt that it was safe not to stimulate the creature.
He was very happy. Not long ago, he was deliberately frivolous, and finally came with a ruthless, slashing slate scriptures!
"Not only do you know how to fish, but I use my body as bait to fish without a rod and without a hook!" Wang Xuan smiled.
He landed on the bamboo boat, and when he saw the ferryman staring at him, he suddenly looked solemn and said, "Senior, please!"
"What do you mean?" The ferryman looked at him.
Wang Xuan said, "Senior, please read this most powerful scripture first. If I hadn't explained my doubts to me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have gotten this slate."
"It has nothing to do with me, it's you..." The ferryman found that there was nothing to praise him, and he didn't want to say good things about him against his conscience.
However, he is really tempted. This slate has a great background and is placed in front of him. How many people can be indifferent?
"You really show me?" The ferryman's fingers trembled slightly, trying to restrain himself, but he couldn't help but want to touch the stone slabs on the boat.
"Senior, you are welcome, we will deal often in the future." Wang Xuan said seriously.
"At that time, two of the top ten masters in the immortals died because of the slate scriptures. My master was not so high in the ranking. After getting the scriptures by accident, after being known to others, they were finally hunted to death."
The ferryman is sad. It was his master's father.
Wang Xuan was moved, an ordinary-looking slate was actually stained with Lie Xian's blood, no wonder it was covered with cracks, covered with fog, and there were too many stories.
He is paying more and more attention to this slate, which may be his future major in scriptures!
Ferryman said: "You are willing to show me such a scripture with amazing origin? It is very likely to be one of the strongest scriptures."
He added: "I have no right to ask you to show me according to the Old Testament."
Wang Xuan nodded and said, "Senior, I admire your character and person. You are so frank in the face of such scriptures, don't worry, I sincerely want to invite you to come and see."
He then added, "There is fog on the stone slab, I'm afraid the shock won't disperse, so I have to ask the senior to take action. In addition, if the senior can understand something, please help me."
"I underestimate you. I would like to share even this kind of true supreme knowledge with others. You have a great spirit and are stronger than some immortals. If they could look away, they wouldn't kill them. The blood of the immortals dyes the sky red."
The ferryman sighed with emotion, and finally he was extremely serious and warned Wang Xuan, saying: "Then I will tell you the truth. It is worth noting that this scripture is not practiced, because everyone who practiced it had an accident. Even the most ancient column Among the immortals, those who became Buddhas and ancestors all died because of practicing it."
"I didn't die because of fighting or fighting, but because I practiced this scripture?" Wang Xuan was shocked.
"One of them was seriously injured and practiced the slate scriptures, but died soon after. The other was uninjured, practiced this scripture, and died."
The ferryman's clothes were pitch black, and his body was long gone, just the remnants of his extraordinary power. He solemnly warned Wang Xuan that this scripture was terrible.
"Since there is a problem with the scriptures, why do you still need to practice? It's not worthy of being called the supreme scriptures, right?" Wang Xuan was puzzled.
"There is no problem with the scriptures. The powerful immortals competing for it have repeatedly deduced them. The theory is feasible. Once they are completed, their power is unparalleled, but it is really difficult to practice them."
The ferryman picked up the fog-covered slate. It could be more than three feet long and two feet wide. It was full of cracks and black blood stains. It was most likely the blood that Li Xian had fallen, and it had not been wiped clean.
"I'm just touching the scene, I miss the past, I'm still in awe of this scripture, I don't dare to read it, I don't dare to practice, I'm afraid something will happen." The ferryman picked up the slate, wiped it with his hand, and the fog cleared Go, then quickly untie the line.
He turned his head and didn't look at it, for fear that he couldn't help but practice this scripture and tossed himself out.
Wang Xuan stood beside him and studied it carefully. There were nine figures on the small slate, and under each figure were densely packed ghosts,
Wang Xuan didn't know it, but there was a spiritual imprint passed on, allowing him to understand the true meaning of the scriptures, and along the way, he came to know the ghost-like characters.
Whether you practice or not, keep it in your mind first!
Soon, the ferryman realized something was wrong. An inexplicable light flashed on the slate, entered the shroud, entangled with him, and seemed to mark him.
The dark hole in the robe, his blurred face appeared, his complexion changed and changed, he silently realized it, and then suddenly raised his head to look at the passing moon.
"There are traps and deep pits on this stone slab, and it really isn't that easy to handle!" The ferryman said in a deep voice.
Then, he felt that something was wrong. This slate had nothing to do with him, it belonged to that kid!
Meanwhile, the line went away, disappearing into the night sky.
"Senior, what's the condition of this slate?" Wang Xuan asked, very concerned.
The ferryman looked bad and said, "You brat, do you have a premonition that something is wrong and let me take the blame?!"
He thought just now that this kid has a lot of courage, but now he is too unpleasant to look at. On purpose, this kid was alert in advance and had some doubts and guesses. Did this make him block the mine? !
"Senior, I really didn't know that the angler on the moon was so insidious. I thought I stole a scripture from that monster in vain, but I didn't expect it to be so pitiful, it was hard to guard against!"
Wang Xuan sighed, looking like he had lingering fears.
The ferryman carefully sensed the mark on his body, and when he heard his words again, his face turned even darker. Didn't you fully guard against it? I broke my defense, why don't I show it off? !
Wang Xuan looked up at the sky and said, "Insidious and vicious, this kind of old monster should be killed. If there is no good person, he is thinking of harassing the future generations!"
The ferryman is very uncomfortable. Looking at him, he said coldly: "Why do I think you are cheating on me?!"
"No!" Wang Xuan couldn't admit it after being beaten to death, and said, "How could I have imagined that the various routines of anglers on the moon are really old scumbags!"
Then, he whispered again: "Senior, is the scripture okay?"
The ferryman was convinced that this kid must have been vigilant a long time ago. Looking for him to carry the thunder really made him want to violate the old covenant and educate him.
"You are still thinking about the authenticity of the scriptures?" The ferryman was angry.
Wang Xuan raised his dagger, about to split the slate, and said, "I'm venting my anger for the senior!"
"Don't destroy the slate!" The ferryman hurriedly stopped him. He also wanted to use the slate to reason with the angler on the moon.
As soon as Wang Xuan heard this, he immediately became aware that there was no problem with the slate scriptures!
He stared at the slate and read it carefully again. The nine figures of human figures and the densely packed ghosts were all kept in his mind without any problems.
Suddenly, the ferryman stood upright, looking up at the sky, and the disappeared fishing line reappeared. This time, no scriptures landed, but a set of golden anchor hooks, coming towards him!
"I... go!" He was shocked, then looked at Wang Xuan with murderous eyes, and kept blocking the knife for this kid!
The set of anchor hooks were all made of sun-gold and were extremely huge. If they were anchored on a person, a huge blood hole would appear immediately, as if a spear had been bent.
"Misunderstanding, it's not me!" The ferryman kept dodging, and then holding a fishing rod made of Feathered Bamboo, he touched the set of anchor hooks and talked to him.
"I am the ferryman of the dead, the covenant-keeper. There is a misunderstanding. I have saved others from disasters. I can return the slate scriptures to you!"
Wang Xuan saw the ferryman turn into a beam of light and dodged there. The group of big hooks also left behind a piece of afterimage, chasing him endlessly.
"The traps are one after another, all of them are routines." Wang Xuan wiped a cold sweat, and then said: "Senior, I thought you were my own, but I didn't expect that the monsters on the moon would not recognize their six relatives, and even you wanted to fish them away! "
"Shut up, I don't want to talk to you!" The ferryman was furious.
Although he is a remnant of extraordinary power, he is very clear that when he was still in the flesh, he was a person from the age of immortals. As for the fisherman on the moon, it is unclear.
The dead land is too old to exist before the Lixian!
Finally, the ferryman used the Divine Feather Bamboo to once again resist the set of fish hooks made of Sun Gold, and kept whispering, as if he was explaining something quickly.
However, the hook quivered and seemed to be still exerting force.
Wang Xuan saw the opportunity, jumped up, turned the dagger, cut off the fishing line with a clang, and let all the anchor hooks fall!
The ferryman was stunned. He was still talking here, so the kid took the opportunity to attack. His hands were too dark and too pitiful!
Wang Xuan said: "Senior, he can't interfere with the dead land. He can do it when he needs to. There is softness and hardship!"
The bamboo boat was bumpy and almost capsized. The set of anchor hooks was too heavy and bright.
Wang Xuan walked over, still didn't dare to touch it, but his eyes were bright, this is a pile of sun gold!
"Don't even think about it, you have to pay it back!" Ferry said humanely.
"Why, he wants to fish, I'm anti-fishing!" Wang Xuan was dissatisfied.
The ferryman persuaded: "I really don't know much about the creatures on the moon, but I'm afraid something will happen if I push it too hard."
"Then leave a hook!" Wang Xuan said firmly, choosing one hook from a set.
"What do you want it to do, and also want to fish?" The ferryman was puzzled.
“With such a big fishhook, isn’t it a spear when you hit it straight? The spear made of sun gold, I heard that it is designed to destroy evil spirits and ghosts, who wouldn’t be tempted?!” Wang Xuan firmly wanted to keep one. only.
The ferryman looked at him and had nothing to say. After a long time, he sighed: "Okay, you can keep a fishing hook as a spear and return the slate."
Reluctantly, Wang Xuan studied the slate again before giving up.
In the end, there was only one golden hook left in the boat, which could be two meters long when straightened.
The ferryman brought the slate and the anchor hook to the fishing line. As soon as they touched it, with a swoosh, those things were pulled up into the night sky and disappeared, returning to the moon.
Finally calmed down, the ferryman stared at Wang Xuan with a bad look.
Suddenly, his complexion changed again, and the imprint from the slate entering his body began to glow, with a slight vibration, a very clear meaning.
"The cross-domain battle of the dead will start at any time. Seed players are requested to actively prepare for the battle. It may take ten years, maybe just today, always prepare for the expedition!"
The ferryman is petrified, I can't believe my ears, there is no worst, only more pits!
After he took the blame for the kid, the bad reactions continued to ferment, and the series of pits continued one after another. It was enough to stop the disaster for the kid, but also to participate in the expedition for him? And let no one live!
After Wang Xuan learned about it~IndoMTL.com~ I really feel that the creatures on the moon are not easy to deal with. This is a chain set.
If he hadn't been careful enough to let the ferryman try the water first, he would have been a complete tragedy. I thought I wasn't caught on the moon and got the slate scriptures. I thought that the anti-fishing was successful, full of harvest and a sense of accomplishment. In fact, the trap has just begun!
"I'm still too young, the serial traps, the anglers are too insidious, they will capsize if they are not careful!" Wang Xuan said with emotion.
The ferryman's jacket was dark, and he felt like he was going to explode, especially when he heard Wang Xuan say that, his whole body was not well.
He said coldly, "I capsized, okay? I've carried everything for you!"
Of course he can't give up so easily, he absolutely can't go to war for this kid, he has to find a way to correct it.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Wang Xuan immediately said: "Senior, I will practice the strongest scriptures on the slate now. When I become stronger, I will avenge you and vent my anger for you!"
"Don't practice, it will kill people. Let me correct today's mistake first, and you can practice again!" The ferryman hurriedly stopped him.
Wang Xuan was embarrassed and determined to practice, saying: "I can't do it if I don't practice. I feel like I'm about to transform again soon, and the activity of my body's cells has surged. I want to take this rare opportunity to switch exercises and lay the foundation for my future!"
"You will train yourself to death!" The ferryman was anxious, and he wanted to find a way to transfer the mark to Wang Xuan.
"Then please give more guidance, senior, and protect the Dao for me, I'm about to start!" Wang Xuan sat on the bamboo boat.
The ferryman just wanted to slap him to death. He caused so many troubles and asked him to protect the way. He was really tired and crooked! But he does feel a little helpless, because Wang Xuan really can't die now!
After reading the news, the flood is really terrible. I wish the book friends in Henan safe and safe travel.