Chapter 385: Fourteen Cuts

Style: Fantasy Author: LongbaoyuWords: 3253Update Time: 24/01/13 00:02:14
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, how many spirit beads have you collected?"

"Not much, three hundred good deeds in total. What about you?"

"Oh, don't mention it! I met a man from the Earthly Dark Sect on the first day and almost lost my life. Fortunately, I escaped quickly..."

Back on the ship, the monks gathered together to talk and laugh, feeling lucky that they could survive such a dangerous mission.

Not long after, monks returned one after another. One of them held a long eyebrow knife in his hand, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Zhou Song, where did you get this eyebrow knife?"

A monk on the boat asked.

"The day before yesterday, I bumped into an Earthly Dark Sect monk and was lucky enough to kill him. This eyebrow knife was captured."

Zhou Song smiled reservedly and took out a sect emblem of the Di An Sect from his locked bag.

"Brother Zhou has extraordinary courage, I admire him."

"If you kill well, you will be able to avenge your dead brothers."

Everyone praised him one after another.

Gan Xingquan silently counted and found that fourteen monks who had gone to sea had returned, and there might be more who would come back later. This result was not bad.

"By the way, where is the man named Zhao Lin?"

Gan Xingquan's heart lifted again.

Nie Kui asked himself to take care of Zhao Lin. If something happened to Zhao Lin, even though it was not his fault, he would still have trouble explaining to his old friend.

At this moment, two figures appeared not far away and swam towards Haizhou.

It was Zhao Lin and Tao Yan.

Gan Xingquan breathed a sigh of relief, looked closely, and found that there was a person on each shoulder of the two people, and couldn't help but feel curious.

When Zhao Lin and Tao Yan came closer, Gan Xingquan saw clearly that they were carrying the bodies of Fu Dong and Liu Lian.

"That's... very good of you."

Gan Xingquan praised and asked the guards to help carry the body to the boat.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, why...you have so many eyebrow knives?"

Some monks couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw Zhao Lin holding a bunch of shiny things in his hand, which turned out to be more than a dozen eyebrow knives.

Everyone looked over with surprise on their faces.

Before Zhao Lin could speak, Tao Yan took the initiative and said, "They are all the Diyin Sect monks that Brother Zhao killed."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, even Gan Xingquan was stunned.

"Are you kidding me, Fellow Daoist Tao? I just counted fourteen eyebrow knives in total. Do you mean that Fellow Daoist Zhao killed fourteen people from the Earthly Dark Sect?"

"Di An Sect monks are not made of clay. How can one person kill so many?"

"Yes, Senior Gan said that the highest record was killing five underground monks. This is so unreasonable."

Tao Yan took off a bunch of lock bags from his body and threw them all on the deck. "I can testify that Brother Zhao killed everyone, and these are theirs too."

Even though the evidence is in front of them, some people still don't believe it.

It is simply unheard of to kill fourteen Earthly Dark Sect cultivators by oneself, not to mention that Zhao Lin's realm is only at the fourth level of Qi refining, which is impossible even for martial arts cultivators.

"Brother Zhao, have you really killed so many sea ghosts?"

Ran Pengfei met Zhao Lin yesterday. Looking back at it now, he believed that Zhao Lin might have left Zhutan to go to the Di An Sect.

"It's not all my fault, Fellow Taoist Tao also contributed."

Zhao Lin answered lightly.

Gan Xingquan knew that the Di An Sect had a saying that "when the sword is with the person, the person will be killed by the sword." Now that the sword is here, the person may really be killed by Zhao Lin.

He smiled slightly and said: "It's actually very simple to confirm this problem. Just go to the Di An Sect and have a look."

"Yes, you can tell if it's true or false at a glance."

"Good idea, let's go take a look."

Everyone loudly agreed.

Gan Xingquan followed Shan Ruliu and asked the guards to drive the boat close to the waters of Di An Sect.

The scene they saw next shocked everyone.

I saw the gray-haired old man who was extremely arrogant a few days ago sitting alone on the bow of the boat, with a dull look on his face, and there seemed to be a lot of white hair on his head.

As expected, there was only one Earth Dark Sect monk beside the gray-haired old man.

Everyone on the boat turned to look at Zhao Lin, their eyes full of awe, thinking to themselves, is this still a human being?

Gan Xingquan laughed loudly, feeling extremely happy, and shouted: "Isn't this Takeshita? How come you have aged so much after not seeing each other for a few days?"

"By the way, why don't you see the monks from your sect who went to sea? Are they not back yet?"

The gray-haired old man slowly turned his head, looking at everyone like a hawk, and finally fixed on Zhao Lin.

He had seen the jade slip with true meaning and recognized Zhao Lin at a glance. Almost the entire army was wiped out during this trip to sea, and it was most likely related to Zhao Lin. His eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred.

Gan Xingquan took a step across and stood in front of Zhao Lin, "What are you looking at? Who said we'd wait and see?"

The gray-haired old man sneered, "Very good, congratulations on your talent. I hope he can live longer."

After saying that, he stopped staying and commanded the sea boat to sail towards Chiwei Island.

"Fourteen sea ghost heads, let me calculate how much good deeds they are worth."

"It's easy to calculate, two hundred and one, a total of two thousand and eight."

"Oh my god, this is too much..."

On the way back, the monks talked in low voices.

There are those who are envious, and there are those who are jealous. Some even suspect that the Dark Sect monks are not as powerful as the rumors say. If they had known better, they would have killed a few to earn some good deeds.

Back on the island, Zhao Lin was immediately received by the island owner Chu Hongtian.

Chu Hongtian looks less than fifty years old, has an elegant temperament, and a very humble attitude, without any airs of a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm.

He first asked about Zhao Lin's origins, praised him a lot, and then asked: "Little friend Zhao, can I ask, how did you kill these fourteen Earthly Dark Sect monks?"

"If you don't want to, you don't have to answer." Chu Hongtian added another sentence after he finished speaking.

Facing the monks in the Purple Mansion Realm, Zhao Lin did not dare to be negligent. Of course, he would not think that the other party was just asking a casual question. He answered seriously: "Back to the island master, this junior has limited cultivation and average strength. It is difficult to achieve these things by fighting alone." .”

"But this junior is a martial artist, and he happens to be proficient in the breath-holding assault technique, which is suitable for sneak attacks on the bottom of the sea where the sun is not visible."

This argument was prepared by Zhao Lin a long time ago. It is not a lie, and his tone is quite calm.

When Chu Hongtian heard that Zhao Lin attributed the reason to martial arts, he said "Oh" and did not continue to explore. He said: "Okay, I will send someone to calculate the good deeds for you right away. The eyebrow knives, lock bags and other items that were seized are also It can be exchanged for spiritual stones and good deeds.”

"I will try to give you a result within five days. Then you can go to the Good Merit Hall to receive your good deeds."

Zhao Lin felt relieved and asked: "Island Master, can I take away three eyebrow knives?"

The eyebrow knife is made of fine gold, and Zhao Lin plans to find a weapon refiner to smelt it into a magic weapon suitable for himself.

Chu Hongtian smiled and said: "Of course, these are all seizures outside the mission, you can handle them yourself."

Zhao Lin thanked him and continued: "This junior also wants to get a third-grade spiritual bead."

The effect of spiritual beads on restoring spiritual power is better than that of spiritual stones, so Zhao Lin wanted to keep one as a spare in case of emergency.

It is impossible to hide spiritual stones privately. The lock bag cannot completely isolate the spiritual energy, and it cannot avoid monsters that can sniff the spiritual energy, or the inspection of high-level spells.

Chu Hongtian smiled and said, "In principle, monks who go to sea can only take away fourth- and fifth-grade spiritual beads, and they have to spend spiritual stones to purchase them."

"But rules are dead, people are alive. You have made such a great contribution, it is no problem to take away a third-grade spirit bead. I am sure."

"Thank you, island owner."

Zhao Lin bowed and bowed before exiting the island owner's mansion.

Chu Hongtian nodded slightly, stroking his chin and murmured to himself: "Yes, he is a talented person. It would be great if he can perform more missions in the future. Well, you can apply for more good deeds for him and form a good relationship first..."

The island has limited personnel and facilities, and there is no special merit hall. The person who recorded the meritorious deeds for Zhao Lin was the old man named Huang who had registered before.

"It's really amazing! I have been on the island for thirty years and have never seen such... impressive achievements!"

The old man surnamed Huang clicked his tongue repeatedly while taking notes.

When Zhao Lin walked out of the camp, the guarding monks stopped and saluted to express their respect for his military exploits.



"Fellow Taoist, are you going to Hanchi County?"

Zhao Lin passed through a city on his way back and looked for the spirit boat heading to Hanchi County at Zhouyi.

After some inquiries, it was found that the latest spiritual boat trip would have to wait until tomorrow.

Just when he was about to return to Fangshi and find an inn to rest for the night, a simple-looking monk came over and asked.

This person's cultivation level is only at the first level of Qi Refining, and the Qi pillars he emits are very scattered. With Zhao Lin's Dacheng-level Qi-gazing technique, he can tell at a glance that this person is a monk with ordinary spiritual roots.

"Do you have a spirit boat to go to Hanchi County? Where is it?"

Zhao Lin stopped and asked.

"Yes, right over there!"

Brother Fan Linggen said enthusiastically, brought Zhao Lin to the corner of Zhouyi, pointed to a small spiritual boat and said: "This is the one, it only costs 80 spiritual coins."

Eighty spirit coins is not expensive, it can even be said to be very cheap. Judging from the shape and style of the spirit boat, it is not an official spirit boat, but a personal one.

Two monks were sitting on it, leaning on the side of the ship and resting with their eyes closed.

Zhao Lin was confused and couldn't help but ask one more question: "There are only two of us, how long do we have to wait?"

"You come up and leave."

Brother Fanlinggen explained: "The boat owner is going to Hanchi County for business and is just taking some people with him."

Zhao Lin was hesitant and felt that this reason was a bit far-fetched. The spirit boat could carry at least ten people, so why only three?

Moreover, the two people on the boat were both at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Being in the same boat with such people made me feel uneasy.

At this moment, a middle-aged monk wearing a brown robe walked up not far away and said to Zhao Lin with a smile: "This fellow Taoist, are you going to Hanchi County? I am the owner of this spiritual boat. "

Zhao Lin said nothing. From the corner of his eye, he noticed the two monks on the boat looking sideways at the same time, and he immediately became alert.

"I still have something to do, so I won't go." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Oh, don't leave..."

The brown-robed monk was a little anxious and grabbed Zhao Lin's sleeve.

Zhao Lin's face darkened, he stopped and looked at the hand coldly.

The brown-robed monk's face changed slightly, and he took his hand back, "Don't worry, little friend, I really want to leave now."

"I don't want to leave."

Zhao Lin flicked his sleeves and strode towards Fangshi.

If there is no spirit boat today, then we will have to wait for tomorrow. We will definitely not use this kind of boat with unknown origins. (End of chapter)