Like an arrow, nine years passed in a flash.
The heavy stone door moved away, and Xue Tong walked out with a radiant face. With a slight lift of his hand, a bolt of lightning shattered the gray rock in front of the cave.
Great success the day after tomorrow!
In the past nine years, Xue Tong exhausted all the elixirs. He first used Daoyuan and Boling Pills to break through the late stage after two years of seclusion, and then practiced hard for five years and used Kuizhi Pill to open the entrance to acquired success.
If possible, Xue Tong would continue to practice, but not only the elixirs he had prepared were used up, but the resources needed for the bone puppets and eagles were also used up.
The time comes when you have to stop.
Behind him, the bone puppet stood solemnly, the soul fire in his eye sockets was stable and bright, exuding the aura of the late acquired period.
Next to Xue Tong, the vulture looked straight ahead alertly. It had brown feathers and a circle of dark red short hairs around its eye sockets.
Whether it is the nourishment of the best or top-grade spiritual stones in the pet bag, or the inner elixir that is only available to peak monsters the day after tomorrow, the eagles and bone puppets have almost received the best resources.
What's more, the Eagle also has the bonus of being tempered by lightning strikes.
The eagle has been promoted to three levels in a row, and will be promoted to the day after tomorrow.
Xue Tong didn't know the origin of Gray Point's bloodline, but a ray of spiritual consciousness was wandering in his body. The faint blood lines on the thick bones were intertwined like a spider web.
Xue Tong spent three years at the seventh level of the Nightmare Bone Art, and finally achieved a breakthrough a few months ago. According to the description of the Bone Art, the density of the blood lines on the seventh level is sparse, far from being so dense. The current shape is expected to be blood veins. The result of combining the Nightmare Bone Jue.
In the past nine years, Xue Tong refined all the materials. After finishing the ordinary ones, he refined the materials at the nineteen magic weapon level and made seventeen first-grade magic weapons.
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Xue Tong flew slowly in the flying boat. He was in a good mood, admiring the beautiful scenery of the sea and sky all the way, heading towards the inland sea one island after another.
He didn't know what had happened to Wanyu in the past nine years, and what was the outcome of that shocking naval battle.
"Something is coming from the sea!" Xue Tong pulled up the craft slightly.
"Chong, rush...!"
The sea surface was churning, and seven airships rushed into the air. The people on board were holding harpoons and spears.
Light black skin, pointed ears, blue hair and golden eyes.
Xue Tong saw the dark-skinned sea tribe for the first time.
"Xue passed by this place and met fellow Taoist fellows from the Hai Clan."
"The human race surrenders obediently!"
The speaker was a tall young man from the Hai tribe, with his bow and arrow pointed at Xue Tong.
"I really don't know how high the sky is!" Xue Tong secretly laughed. The young man was only at the peak of martial arts. Perhaps he was too far away to feel the aura of his Fahai.
"Sangjie, don't be rude!" shouted the old man from the sea tribe on the other boat.
He turned to Xue Tong and said: "Where do fellow Taoists come from and where are they going?"
"Come from Greystone Island, two thousand miles away, and go to the inland sea."
In the old man's later days, no one in the entire team could be a match for Xue Tong, but he couldn't be too competitive.
"Greystone Island" the old god wondered.
"Oh, it's just an unknown island, three hundred miles away from the nearest Hefang Island on the chart."
"I, Gu Zimu, would like to invite fellow Taoist friends to go to my tribe's Pansong Island for a chat," the old man said politely.
Xue Tong rolled his eyes, "Okay!"
…
A group of people flew hundreds of miles eastward and arrived at the territory of Pansong Island of the Sea Clan.
Nearly a hundred wooden houses were built against the mountain. When the airship landed, it attracted onlookers. Except for children, all the sea islanders were warriors.
Several people walked out of the largest three-story wooden house, led by the old man who was late in the day after tomorrow.
"Master Sang Island, this is Fellow Daoist Xue. I invited you here when I passed by." Gu Zimu said.
"The master is here from Pansong Island. I'm glad to meet him!" Sang Li made an inviting gesture, indicating that he could come in for a detailed discussion.
Xue Tong tapped the spirit pet bag, and the bone puppet flew out with a huff, standing outside the house with a knife.
The Yaksha Puppet's posture startled everyone, and even more aroused curiosity.
"This spirit puppet is so scary"
"seems very amazing"
The people and the earth are unfamiliar, Xue Tong summons the bone puppet to wait, hinting to the Hai clan not to act rashly.
Xue Tong is concerned about what Wanyu is like now, and hopes to learn more about it from the Hai tribe.
Xue Tong was the first to speak, briefly describing how he took refuge on the eve of the naval battle, practiced on the island for nine years, and had just finished his retreat.
"Master Sang Island, Xue Tong has seen the blue-skinned tribe. The blue-skinned tribe formed an alliance with the Holy Nation during the sea battle on Palm Banana Island, but the black-skinned tribe has never been seen before."
"Hmph! The blue-skinned bloodline is impure, and the ambition is great. He united with the human race, and ended up with countless casualties!" Sang Li said with a tiger's face, and turned to gloat.
Xue Tong once heard that the two groups of the Hai clan had been at odds with each other for generations because of skin color issues. Both claimed to represent the true colors of the sea and accused the other of having improper bloodlines.
Xue Tong chatted with Sang Li and others for half an hour, and finally got an overview of these years.
The tragic situation of the Palm Banana Sea Battle was like hell on earth. Both sides fought repeatedly. After ten battles, the rocky mountains were turned into flat ground, and not even a blade of grass was left on Palm Banana Island!
Two grandmasters from both sides have fallen, nearly five hundred were born and raised, and there are countless martial arts disciples. The Holy Nation and the Blue-skinned Sea Clan fought with 98% of the strength of the Island Alliance and 60% of the strength of the Island Alliance, and the final result was evenly matched.
Xue Tong was stunned for a long time and sighed: "The Island Alliance finally won, and 30% of the strength in the direction of Dark Cloud Sea was completely preserved."
"That's what I said, but it is rumored that the alliance leader and the Great Protector were seriously injured. Without thirty to fifty years of training and healing, it is impossible to come back." Sang Li said.
"The Island Alliance still has a grandmaster, and Wanyu is still in the hands of the Island Alliance." Xue Tong thought for a while and said.
"The deputy leader of the Island Alliance disappeared soon after the war. I don't know if he was frightened by the horror of the decisive battle, or he was worried that the unknown Saint Nation and the blue-skinned master would cause trouble for him."
"The island alliance has collapsed. The surviving island owners are all cautious and working together. There is no longer any alliance to back them up." Sang Li said.
"The dark-skinned sea people are the wisest and do not participate in naval battles."
The Sangli people said happily: "The blue-skinned people have united with the human race and bullied our clan for hundreds of years. Our clan was pushed to the edge of the Hopeless Sea. In the past few years, our strength has gradually recovered, and the territory area has been close to half of its original size."
Xue Tong thought about it, Sang Li, a small leader of the dark-skinned Hai clan, seemed to be very interested in him for some reason.
He immediately asked: "The Black-skinned Sea Clan is a maverick and does not interact with the human race. I don't know why you invited Xue to come to Pansong."
Sang Li exchanged glances with Gu Zimu and said, "The relationship between our tribe and the human race has improved greatly. In the past, the island alliance looked down upon our tribe, but now their strength has been greatly reduced, and the island owners are doing their own thing. I wish that many more people would associate with my clan.”
"We would like to ask fellow Taoist for a favor," Sang Li said.
Gu Zimu informed Sang Li's intention through the Hai Clan's message transmission.
"Oh" Xue Tong thought in his mind. The resources for his own training and upgrade were exhausted, and the situation in Wanyu was turned upside down. It would become difficult to collect spiritual objects in the future. It might be beneficial to get to know the Hai clan.
"To be honest, a coelacanth monster appeared in the sea near Pansong more than a month ago. We can't deal with it. Fellow Taoist is on a par with it. I would like to ask fellow Taoist to hunt it down." Sang Li said.
"Are the tribesmen on other islands unwilling to help?" Xue Tong asked.
There was a trace of embarrassment on Sang Li's face, "Pansong's status is low and it will be unpleasant to hear about it. If Yue Yue can't kill him, then report it to the higher authorities."
"Oh." Xue Tong thought for a while and agreed to Sang Li's request. His strength increased dramatically, and the feeling of leaping into the test was the most important reason.
Xue Tong stayed in the guest house that night and asked in detail about the sea areas where fish monsters were found.
"Do you need help, fellow Taoist? Today's tracking team has four Houtian." Gu Zimu said.
"No, Xue will act alone."
The next sunny day, the view of the sea was excellent.
Xue Tong patrolled the sea area, and the bone puppet's arrows were all fired, killing dozens of big fish in a row, and there were bright red blood stains on the sea surface.
The coelacanth monster was never seen.
That night, the bone puppet cut the fish into pieces. The next day, in addition to the fish blood, there was more bait. However, after working hard, he still returned without success.
Gu Zimu came to the door.
"Fellow Daoist Xue, how could the sea tribe not know these methods? The coelacanth is ferocious but extremely cunning in its actions. It is similar to a lone wolf on land and cannot easily take the bait."
"Oh, my ancient Taoist friend has a better idea."
"It's easier to succeed at night. Pansong Island's strength is limited, so we can only hunt collectively during the day."
"And the best bait is a live low-level monster." Gu Zimu said.
"Well, okay, there are still ten left, try to kill monsters."
…
Xue Tong went to sea all night, sprinkled fish pieces and fish blood, and waited for the rabbit.
Vultures circled high in the sky, and bone puppets sat on the top of the mast.
For three consecutive days, low-level star-spotted sea pythons, white-haired squids, and iron-clad red crabs were caught.
Xue Tong tied the injured white-haired squid to the side of the boat. The squid's struggling and strange sizzling sounds were heard far away.
wait...
The squid stopped making noises and remained motionless.
Xue Tong's eyes were fixed on the shiny black fish spine on the sea.
The acquired coelacanth monster is three feet long, has a broad head, and has fat and thick fins that resemble animal limbs and bird wings.
The fish monster realized that there was someone on the boat, so it jumped into the air and opened its bloody mouth.
The heavy iron sword suddenly lit up, Xue Tong thrust it out, the golden light flashed diagonally above, and the bone puppet's diamond arrow arrived almost at the same time.
The diamond arrow pierced deeply into the fish's mouth, but Xue Tong's Starfall was the blow that really killed the fish monster.
The sharp edge penetrated the protective layer of evil spirit, pierced the fish's mouth diagonally from bottom to top, and poked a three-foot-large hole in the fish's head, which was as hard as armor!
…
The coelacanth carcass was displayed in the village, attracting waves of exclamation. Sanjie looked at Xue Tong with admiration and chattered among his friends about the scene when he first met Xue Tong.
"Taoist Xue is indeed very clever. Pansong Island has gained a lot of face now!" Sang Li said cheerfully.
He saw something strange flash across Xue Tong's face and hurriedly explained: "Fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong. Pansong Island won't say that we killed the fish monster, and no one will believe it just by looking at the wound."
"I mean, Pansong Island can invite Taoist Master Xue, it will make him look good."
Xue Tong heard that there seemed to be some other meaning in the words, so he asked: "What does Lord Sang Island mean..."
"I would like to ask fellow Taoist to go to Hanxu Island, which is the main island in this large sea area of our clan." Sang Li said.
"Taoist Master, you can rest assured. The island master invites you to go because the superiors have told you that when you meet the mid-to-high-level warriors of the human race, you must invite them to the main island for a chat." Gu Zimu added at the side.
"One story"
Xue Tong hesitated. He was willing to come to Pansong because Gu Zimu's patrol team was not of a high level. Going to the main island in the Hai Clan area was not at the same level of risk.
"The main island seems to have trouble with the middle and high-level people of the human race," Sang Li said uncertainly.
“Have you never taken anyone to Pansong Island?”
Sangli shook his head.
"I haven't heard anything about the specific matter," Xue Tong asked.
