Chapter 974: Henan accent from the bottom of the sea

In the early morning, it was raining lightly in the mountains, and everywhere was wet and slimy, and a few people found a dry place to trim under a thousand-year-old tree.

In just a short period of effort, Jiang Hao's already painful face turned purple.

Zhou Fengchen tied him to a tree, fixed the broken leg, asked Weiyang and Su Ling not to move, and then took out the "Dragon Yudan" by himself, and sat on the side to heal his injuries and recover his vitality.

Two hours later, half of his vitality was recovered, and when he got up, he saw that Jiang Hao had been in a coma twice, and hurriedly pinched the "Long Yudan" and dropped a drop in his mouth, he was ready to use this thing, after all, he could grab a better one soon!

Immediately collected Dan, sat down cross-legged, and used Gong to heal Jiang Hao's injuries.

It's also magical, Jiang Hao soon stopped screaming, and then his face returned to normal, and finally his face was ruddy, radiant, and he got up, patted his thighs, ran in circles, laughed happily, and shouted miracle medicine.

Weiyang and Su Ling curiously surrounded him and asked.

Zhou Fengchen breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and "kicked" the awakening dragon monk.

In fact, this monk had already woken up, secretly glanced at it, saw the situation clearly, and pretended to be dead, and then saw that he couldn't pretend anymore, so he sat up and sighed, "Life is impermanent, but the weather is cool and autumn!" ”

Zhou Fengchen sneered, "It's not cool to walk, lead the way to Oolong City, if you want to draw a life-saving treasure cup, please feel free!" ”

"Don't dare! Can't! Monk Falong shook his head again and again, got up and led the way.

At this moment, a violent explosion and gunfire were suddenly heard in the distance behind him, and the entire tree fell, and the air distorted and changed.

Several people couldn't help but look back curiously, and Weiyang said: "It's dawn, those people should start crossing the border!" Last night, those soldiers didn't die after being rectified, and when they went back to report, the two waves of people just collided together. ”

Zhou Fengchen chuckled, "I'm still very happy to be able to pit them!" Walk! ”

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It took several people three full days to arrive at Oolong City.

Oolong City is a coastal city in the eastern suburbs of Yue Kingdom, and its original name is not called "Oolong", but it has no Chinese name, and it was directly translated by the monk Falong.

The city is not big, about the same as a small county town in China, and the architectural style is similar, except that the people inside are shorter and darker.

It was already evening when they arrived in the city, and the few people first found a hotel near the sea to stay, which was still two rooms.

After dinner, Zhou Fengchen went back to the room, first tied up the Falong monk and let Jiang Hao look at it, and then immediately meditated cross-legged and out of his body.

This is the closest place to the "Holy Spirit Island", and as expected, Zhou Linglong, Yan Feng, Grandma Tang, Hua Ximiao, and Murong Hu's cubs are all here.

It's really a narrow road! How should we meet?

The out-of-body can sense fluctuations throughout the city, and is especially sensitive to familiar people.

However, Zhou Fengchen "turned over" almost the entire city, and there were countless Neidan masters, but there was no trace of Murong Hu and Zhou Linglong at all.

He was strange, wandering around the city wantonly, and when he arrived in the western suburbs, he subconsciously swept it, okay! What a bunch of embarrassed Neidan masters!

This group of people is the one who watched the excitement, and they all supported each other one by one, and they all suffered a lot of injuries, and somehow they got into this appearance.

Zhou Fengchen laughed subconsciously, saw a few acquaintances coldly, thought about it, and immediately returned to his shell.

opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment, "Jiang Zhengxin, Li Canrong, Shen Bowang, Sang Xiaomi!" What are these people doing here? Treasure hunting? ”

At this time, Jiang Hao's scolding voice came from the side, "Why don't you be honest with me, don't think I dare not beat people!" ”

Monk Falong argued, "Little brother, what are you doing? I'm ......"

Zhou Fengchen looked over, "What's the matter?" ”

Jiang Hao angrily handed over a "paper toad", "Brother! He threw this thing out, and eighty percent wanted to ask for help! ”

Monk Falong glanced at Zhou Fengchen, and his face turned pale!

Zhou Fengchen picked up the "paper toad" and looked at the light, sure enough, it was something similar to a call for help, thought about it, and pulled the monk to loosen the rope, "Let's go!" ”

The Falong monk was taken aback, "Where are you going?" ”

Zhou Fengchen left Jiang Hao to guard the door, and couldn't help but say, grabbing the neck of the Falong monk and leaving.

When I got to the street outside, I bought a swimming ring casually, tied a rope to the swimming ring, and then took the Falong monk to the beach, found a secluded place with few people, walked on the waves, and pulled the Falong monk holding the lifebuoy and went straight to the deep sea.

Along the way, the Falong monk was terrified, "Real people! What are you doing? You can't unload the mill and kill the donkey! ”

"Answer the question well, I won't kill you!"

Zhou Fengchen sneered, looked at the ocean on the line between the sea and the sky, and asked as he walked, "Is this the city closest to Holy Spirit Island?"

Monk Falong nodded, "Sure!" Definitely the closest city to there! ”

Zhou Fengchen asked again: "Then where are you going, can you stay in other cities?"

Monk Falong puffed through the seawater, "It's impossible, this is the closest straight line to the Holy Spirit Island, and there are big piers and ships, so fools will go to other cities!" ”

"How many days will Whitsunday Island appear?"

"Zampu said that the day before the Spring Festival, there are two days left, the day after tomorrow!"

Zhou Fengchen thought about it, and said the same thing to Murong Hu, this grandson actually didn't lie? "I have a few friends who would definitely go to Whitsunday Island, but they are not here, according to your analysis, where could they be?"

The Falong monk was stunned for a moment, laughed, and almost choked on the water, "Your friend must also be a master, right?" In this 120-mile sea area, there are more than 200 small islands with people and no people, who knows where they are? ”

Zhou Fengchen sighed, "Let's go to the address of Holy Spirit Island to see, can you lead the way?" ”

Monk Falong smiled bitterly, "I used the compass to figure it out, how good would it be to get a small boat?" ”

"Let's go, you'll go!" Zhou Fengchen's feet sped up a little.

One hundred and twenty nautical miles, after running for two hours, the monk Falong, who almost collapsed, trembled and stepped on the lifebuoy to get up, took out the compass and made up the moonlight on the sea, pondered for a while, and pointed diagonally to the opposite side, "That's the sea area!" ”

Zhou Fengchen swept away a little volley under his feet, and when he arrived at the place pointed by the Falong monk, he opened the Heavenly Eye to take a closer look, and found that a large area of rich yin qi was emerging on the sea.

This yin qi is different from the aura of yin, but it has a kind of curse and resentment, which is creepy.

And there is a large looming black shadow under the water, I can't see it clearly, I don't know what it is, it may be an undersea mountain stream, or it may be the shadow of an island.

There is a strange aura in the dark shadow, similar to the "Dragon Yudan", which is very different from the yin qi, which is extremely clear.

Zhou Fengchen was stunned, I'm damned! Is it that simple? Lao Tzu might as well go down and get the count.

At this moment, a huge snake head suddenly sprang out of the black shadow, vaguely as if to speak, "MLGB, what are you looking at?" ”

Immediately after that, the yin qi, the shadows, and the aura of the spirit all disappeared, and there was no trace at all, and the sea was the sea.

Zhou Fengchen looked confused, what is it? Someone under the sea just spoke Henan dialect?

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind behind him, and something struck.

(End of chapter)