Demon Sect's body poured out on the surface of the sea far away from the island.

He sat down in a reef that loomed in the water, only half of his body above the surface.

There was a continuous roaring sound in his throat, and with this sound, the sea water around his body seemed to boil, and white foam and sticky things continued to gush, like the depths of the sea below him, someone was constantly pouring the stinky lees.

The sea continued to wash over his body, and the surface of his body slowly melted, revealing terrifying scarlet muscles, and then new skin was born, and the cycle continued.

A large number of marine fish were poisoned and floated on the surface of the sea.

After a while, the dead objects floating on the entire sea surface were colorful, and when you looked down from the sky, it looked like a huge ribbon floating on the surface of the sea.

Demon Sect frowned, he didn't feel angry or disappointed, he just felt lucky.

This poison was completely beyond his cognition, not only did it hide from his perception, but when it invaded his body, it even began to melt his flesh and meridians directly.

If he didn't have the Heavenly Mandate Blood Box, if he wasn't a cultivator of the Bright Holy Sect and didn't understand the Light Blood Exchange Technique, if his cultivation wasn't so high, if Wu Guzhi didn't appear in the battle between him and the Empress Dowager of the Southern Dynasty, he didn't realize some new means from Wu Guzhi's technique....These are just missing one, he can't resist such a poison today, and he is afraid that he will die directly at the hands of this unknown middle-aged couple.

It would be unimaginable for a cultivator like him to die at the hands of a cultivator who was a whole level lower than him.

However, this kind of chase itself has some gambling, and he has long had a premonition that the descendants of these so-called Youdi Emperors have some unique means.

If you're not lucky, he's dead.

But he's alive.

His luck was not bad.

He felt that he was the true man of destiny, and that he would be able to overturn this chessboard and find out the last person who controlled it.

......

Outside the Bohai Bay, farther from the land, in the sea where all the fishing boats of the Southern and Northern Wei dynasties were not reached, there was a very peculiar boat floating at this time.

The ship resembles the shape of a lotus leaf, not only the sides are curved, but the cabin is not deep, giving the impression that even a rainstorm can easily fill the cabin with water and sink the ship.

The material of this ship is also very unique, not gold and wood, but like a whole shell, but this ship is enough to accommodate more than ten people, such a huge shell, it seems that there is no record in the history books.

The inside of the cabin is silvery white, but the outside of the ship is mottled, covered with algae and a variety of shellfish, and the original color is not visible.

The strange ship had no sails or oars, and there was only a yellow umbrella in the middle of the hull, under which was a thick fish skin, on which stood two men.

The ship was drifting with the tide at this time, and there were only these two people on board.

One of the two people was a young man in a green robe, but he was dressed as a Taoist, while the other was a monk in a white robe.

The young man in the green shirt said that he was a young man, because not only his face, his eyes, and his posture looking into the distance all looked very young, and this kind of aura could not be pretended.

And the white-robed monk's face was like jade, and he looked very young, but his eyes were gentle, and the aura on his body only gave people the feeling that he was just young.

Even if you are not a cultivator, when you see this monk with a very young face, you will definitely only think that he is a high-ranking monk with a good face, and you will not feel that his real age is very young.

"Lian Lotus and Hu Bue's breath is broken... Song Yanbo's breath was also broken, they should be dead....Yu Xianyin and Lan Gu's breath was also broken, but it seemed that they were only actively broken. ”

The young man dressed as a Taoist looked into the distance worriedly, and said, "Plus the previous Hebatdu... Third uncle, should we go ashore and take a look? ”

"The sky has changed. ”

The white-robed monk shook his head and said, "The more great the change, the more it means that your father's previous arrangement is right, and the more you have to obey his arrangement, if you don't cultivate to the Wonderful True Realm, you won't be able to go ashore." And if you don't look for trouble, trouble will find you... Although your speed is very fast, with your current cultivation, it may not be the fastest on land, but on the sea, you and me, no one can catch up. ”

The young Taoist in the green robe lowered his head, he listened to the words of the white-robed monk, and did not argue again, but the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

As those people died, he had less and less vitality at his disposal... If all those people died, it would be impossible for him to cultivate to the Wonderful Truth Realm, so would he really have to be exiled at sea for the rest of his life?

What's the point of being able to live like that?

......

In the Southern Dynasty.

As the weather became colder and colder, a thin layer of ice had formed in the surrounding lake in the quiet courtyard in the middle of the lake where the Empress Dowager of the Southern Dynasty had closed herself.

Looking at the ice chips on the water, looking at it, my heart will become colder and colder.

Xiao Yan, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, stared blankly at the ice chips on the water, he was just in a daze.

All these days, he didn't think about what he was going to do.

Even the most lazy people in the streets and alleys of the Southern Dynasty have to use their brains more than him.

Because those people always think that it would be better to have some wine and eat some good food.

But he really didn't think about anything, or he deliberately didn't think about anything, or thought about something, and forced himself to forget it immediately.

Just then, he heard the sound of sweeping the floor.

He imprisoned himself in this quiet courtyard in the middle of the lake, and the courtiers couldn't ask to see him, and after a long time, except for three meals a day, which were still delivered, the ministers who wanted to see him came less and less.

As for cleaning the courtyard, I only come once every three or four days.

On weekdays, the people who clean the courtyard are some palace maids, many of whom served him in the palace before.

But the one who is cleaning today is an old monk.

Xiao Yan looked at the old monk with a somewhat dull gaze.

The old monk's robe had a lot of patches on it.

This old monk is not even a cultivator, his hands and feet seem to be very clumsy, and in addition to the cold and heavy clothes, this old monk even has some difficulty swinging the broom.

Xiao Yan looked at the old monk for a long time, and then slowly remembered that he knew the old monk.

This old monk used to be the great monk of Qixia Temple, but after he became the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, he disliked the old monk for being stupid, and he was a monk of the previous dynasty, so he transferred the new great monk over.

He didn't know what happened to the old monk in the monastery later, and he didn't care about it.

Just as the old dynasty changes with the new dynasty, he will not care about many old officials of the previous dynasty who are of little use to him.

It's just that today, how can such an old monk sweep the floor here?