The incident occurred suddenly, and everyone on the ship was taken by surprise.
Especially the Xuanjiao sect and his entourage, who wanted to do something evil, their movements in their hands and mouths were stiff and stopped, their eyes were bright, and they kept looking up and down at the person who had landed near the mast.
The man was wearing colorful brocade clothes, inlaid with silver and jade, which were of excellent quality. He had a two-foot sheathed golden sword slanted on his waist. The whole figure was tall and upright, and he had the calm air of an aristocrat. However, the high bun on his head was a little messy at the moment. A few locks of black and oily hair hang down.
After he flew onto the boat, he took care of the stained water drops as if there was no one around, and then revealed a handsome face with thin lips, strong eyebrows, white skin and a straight nose.
Everyone saw that he was elegant and charming, and he seemed to be a pampered and wealthy young man. However, the movement skills he demonstrated just now on board the ship were really exquisite and could not be inferior to some famous martial arts masters who had practiced for a long time. People did not dare to underestimate him.
The three members of the Xuanjiao sect took turns to sweep past him with their Qi machines, but they were easily knocked away by him, unable to detect the depth. They couldn't help but be shocked and doubtful in their hearts. They really didn't know whether this person was an enemy or a friend, so they didn't dare to act rashly for a moment.
The young man's bright and sharp eyes flicked from side to side, and he quickly saw the tense situation on the ship. He was slightly stunned, waved and said:
"It's okay, it's okay, you continue."
Everyone did not continue, all focused on him.
But he seemed to have disappeared. He glanced sideways and saw the mace standing at his side. He opened his mouth and said "Hey", stretched out his left hand and grabbed the handle.
When he was about to touch, he quickly retracted his hand.
The light on the mace shone brightly, and as it shook, a dark red curtain of light emitted from the "barra", which happened to be divided by the mast, dividing the sailboat into two halves.
The young man walked randomly, left and right, crossing the two sides of the light curtain without any hindrance. But if he stood still and charged up a punch, he would be blocked instantly, with a muffled thud, like hitting a copper wall.
Seeing this, Mu Haotian suddenly realized that Brother Tashan had already arranged defensive measures, but he didn't know where this person came from. He seemed to not pay attention to Tashan's methods at all, and he became increasingly vigilant.
The young man walked around in wonderment, then suddenly bent his hand and grasped the handle of the mace again.
In an instant, there was a flash of bright light, and no one could see clearly what method he was using. The dark red light curtain immediately disappeared, and he picked up the mace off the ground and weighed it in his hand.
Tashan stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Mu Haotian. Mu Haotian glanced sideways at him and found that his expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't mind the weapon falling into the hands of outsiders.
At this moment, Peng Hui across from him suddenly said:
"This young master... we are disciples of the Xuanjiao sect in Lion Mountain... we are going to Joaquin City... to meet the master... I dare to ask the young master... where we are going."
Peng Hui is a steady person and always speaks clearly, but now for some unknown reason, his speech seems to be stuck in a tongue-tied state.
Mu Haotian felt very uncomfortable and frowned. Suddenly he heard Yu Yan muttering from behind:
"Why did this big-nosed monster suddenly stutter?"
Looking at Peng Hui's upward-turned garlic nose, he couldn't help but laugh.
The young man didn't even raise his head, he just turned the mace over and over, looking at it, and said casually:
"By the way, I'm going to Joaquin City too."
Peng Hui stuttered again:
"Young Master, are you also going to the Long family to be summoned?"
I spoke one sentence for a long time, and my stuttering became even worse as I broke off every word.
The young man was embarrassed, but he understood and replied with a smile:
"No, no, I have a willful younger brother who lost a very important token in the family. He is still causing trouble in Joaquin City. His mischief has gone so far that it has made my second brother very angry. I am here to put out the fire."
He talked about a lot of family matters to himself, and everyone who was listening was confused.
"O-so, that's it. I, Peng Hui, dare, dare to ask..."
Peng Hui spoke intermittently for the third time, and was about to ask him his name and the identity of his master, but was interrupted by the other party's wave.
The young man laughed and said:
"It's better not to ask now. Isn't it hard for you to hold it in like this?"
While speaking, he untied a yellow jade button from his brocade clothes. After he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers, and a little yellow light shot directly at Peng Hui!
The three members of the Xuanjiao Sect were shocked, but before they had time to react, the jade button had already hit the Zhongfu point under Peng Hui's clavicle!
Only a muffled groan was heard. Peng Hui stretched his neck like a duck, lifted his chin forward, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, and several strange sounds came out from the tip of his tongue.
The situation suddenly changed, but Mu Haotian saw it in confusion, and Dou heard Tashan say in a deep voice:
"Be careful, the dragon summoning technique has been completed!"
After Fang Fu finished speaking, everyone suddenly felt that the boat was shaking and their footing was unstable. The three women quickly helped each other and leaned closely together.
Mu Haotian grabbed the side of the boat with both hands and looked out, only to see dozens of whirlpools of different sizes suddenly appearing on the originally calm water, causing waves to surge in all directions.
Huge bubbles like millstones rolled up from the deep water bottom, and the green bamboo lake seemed to be boiling! It seems that there are countless water monsters and lake monsters lurking at the bottom of the water, spitting and spitting.
He turned his head and looked at the stern of the ship. Peng Hui was sitting on the deck, straightening his upper body, clasping his hands, and his cheeks were flushed! It seems that he is concentrating on controlling the law. Cui Yan and Zhang Xiaopeng stood aside with swords in hand to protect them.
Seeing this scene, Mu Haotian suddenly understood.
Peng Hui had been secretly casting the spell before, and it was almost completed. He was just waiting for the last command to make the spell complete.
But the young man suddenly boarded the ship. Peng Hui was afraid of his identity, so he pressed the command to the bottom of his tongue and spoke to test him, so his words were stuck.
After the young man saw through it, he hit the acupuncture point with a flick of his finger, forcing Peng Hui to open his mouth and tongue, and burst out the spell command that he was holding down forcibly.
The "Calling Dragon Technique" is now complete.
Once the spell was completed, Peng Hui's heart and soul immediately sensed it, and he had to control the spell with all his strength. Although he immediately told Cui Yan and Zhang Xiaopeng that he was fine and signaled that they would be there to protect him, the shock in his heart could not be increased:
"If this person has the intention to hurt others, he can kill me with just one bullet!"
The young man made two moves, shocking everyone with his skills, but he didn't notice it at all. He dragged the mace and ran to the side of the ship, turning his head and looking around.
Seeing the astonishing phenomenon in the water, he pretended to be panicked and shouted:
"What happened, I seem to be in trouble!"
Apart from Peng Hui himself, Tashan was the only one on the field who could tell the difference between reality and reality. The others had no time to think too much and were attracted by the increasingly violent movements.
"Calling dragon technique? Summoning dragon technique?"
Mu Haotian murmured to himself, staring at the strange scene in the water with wide eyes, wondering what kind of spell this "Calling Dragon" was. This method of casting was completely inconsistent with his knowledge.
"The art of summoning dragons is a kind of art of summoning souls and souls, and it is a branch of the art of summoning."
Tashan was calm as usual, looking at six directions, and even took the time to speak out to explain Mu Haotian's doubts.
"The ancients have a saying: 'If the water is vast, there will be a dragon in the abyss'. The vast rivers, lakes and ponds are also filled with vast waters. The vast water will give birth to dragons. The dragons will cross three kalpas and enter the sea, and then cross three kalpas and transform into dragons. If the first three kalpas fail, Then every soul will be chopped off and left in the vast water.
"The 'Calling Dragon Technique' of the Xuan Jiao Sect is to awaken the remaining dragon souls in the vast water, and use the power of the monk's thoughts to gather the remaining souls, thereby condensing them into the shape of a dragon. Finally, the caster and the water dragon that gather the souls and transform into the form Establish a connection, control the power of the dragon, and control the water to fight the enemy."
Mu Haotian originally thought that Peng Hui could really summon a living dragon. After learning the principle, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But when he looked around, he felt something was wrong and said to Tashan:
"However, this place is called Green Bamboo Lake, and it does not seem to meet the conditions for the vast water to produce dragons."
Tashan smiled and said:
"Haoshui" not only refers to the abundance and depth of water, but also refers to the place where the water-attribute spiritual energy is abundant. The lake is also a shallow lake. Green Bamboo Lake is formed by the convergence of several rivers, and at the end it re-distributes two rivers, and the lake condenses The essence of the living water in the mountains and rivers upstream is enough to breed dragon beasts.
"Throughout the ages, big snakes have turned into dragons, and dragons have been transformed into dragons, and the cycle goes on and on. Most of the so-called vast water places have experienced more than one process of dragons being born, cultivating, and finally either crossing the disaster into the sea or regretfully passing away."
After listening to this, Mu Haotian was greatly enlightened, and his understanding of the cultivation world deepened.
I still wanted to ask Tashan something more, but at this time, the wind was blowing hard on the green bamboo lake, and the rain was pouring down, hitting my head and the door one after another, making it difficult to talk anymore.
Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sailboat was shaking violently in the wind, as if it had been hit by a storm when going out to sea, hanging alone in the middle of the surging undercurrent.
The waves piled up, and the waves rose into the sky. Suddenly, several waves crashed down heavily, and the rapids and angry water hit the sides of the ship on all sides.
The heavy rain was like beans, "cracking" pouring on the deck.
The bow and stern of the ship were heaving one after another, and it was about to capsize.
This "dragon summoning technique" caused such a terrifying movement, which was beyond Mu Haotian's expectation.
He immediately steadied his body and sat next to Shuang Shu and Jing Ling first. Then he stretched his arms and rolled over to embrace the three women. He firmly grasped the bulwark with his hands and worked hard with his finger bones to stabilize the four of them.
All kinds of debris were rolling around on the ship's deck, making a squeaking noise, while the three junior sisters were swinging back and forth in Senior Brother Mu's arms, crying repeatedly.
Mu Haotian folded his arms and glanced at Tashan, but saw that he was standing with his hands down, his posture was like a Yuanding mountain, his feet were slightly spread out, as if he had roots down, and the rainwater penetrated two feet above his head. , and was cut and swayed away by an invisible airflow.
Thinking about the few shots he had made with ease before, it was clear that he combined the two major schools of martial arts and Taoism into one, and I felt both envy and admiration in my heart.
The wind became stronger and the heavy rain soon hit Mu Haotian so hard that he had to close his eyes.
Being unable to see things in a critical moment is unavoidable suffering. He got wise while he was busy, and from Tashan's magical method of protecting the body, he thought of a spell mentioned in the booklet of "Four Nine Mysterious Techniques" called "Xuan Tiangang", which also has the effect of protecting the body.
So I concentrated my thoughts, raised my inner breath, pinched a corresponding finger tip, and read the spell several times.
He came up with the idea on the spur of the moment and didn't have much hope. Unexpectedly, after completing this set of spell-casting procedures, his body suddenly felt warm.
He immediately opened his eyes and found that raindrops were densely packed half a foot in front of him. They were being blocked by a layer of invisible air. The raindrops gathered downwards and flowed into an arc.
Turning his head and looking around, he saw a layer of air arc surrounding his whole body, which prevented wind and rain. He was filled with surprise and knew that the "Xuan Tiangang" was taking effect.
At that time, he was reading the "Four Nine Mysterious Techniques". Considering that he had little strength and could easily fall into danger, he paid special attention to the body protection spells and memorized the spells and various casting methods by heart.
At this moment, I still couldn't believe that I could successfully cast the spell so easily, and it came in handy unexpectedly.
Mu Haotian stared at the aura formed by "Xuan Tiangang" and marveled secretly. However, Shuang Shu and Jing Ling never dared to open their eyes and had no chance to see the magic.
"Boom!"
When the wind and rain were blowing, there was a sudden thunderous explosion!
Dozens of whirlpools on the water contracted rapidly, like a dragon sucking water. The speed of the vortices surged, and then they violently spat out water jets.
This was repeated several times, and the vortices quickly moved closer to each other, engulfing each other until a single huge vortex was formed.
The boat is like fallen leaves, ups and downs.
The young man shouted loudly:
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm not playing anymore!"
Using hands and feet, he climbed up the mast to the observation deck, holding the pole and shouting.
During the climb, he casually dropped the mace and it bumped on the deck. At that moment, the bow of the ship tilted down, and the extremely heavy mace hit Mu Haotian and others.
Mu Haotian was shocked, and the "Xuan Tiangang Qi" immediately lost its effectiveness.
Tashan stretched his left arm horizontally, spread his fingers to intercept it, and holding the mace in his hand, his body became more and more stable as a rock.
At that time, Peng Hui suddenly shouted with all his strength:
"Gather your soul and soul—the water turns into the shape of a dragon!"
The sound of waves in the Green Bamboo Lake suddenly stopped, and the giant whirlpool nearly ten feet across the water suddenly stopped spinning!
