The Sea of Fog is shrouded in white fog all year round that blocks spiritual exploration, and monks cannot tell the direction when entering it.
Fang Cunji pulled the void to walk in it, and there was always a trace of connection with Xiang Shu, but he was not worried that he would not be able to go back. But no one knows whether they can reach Xizhou on the other side.
Xiang Shu didn't have high hopes. He just thought it was a casual move and was not prepared to invest much energy.
Based on the recovery speed of the pure energy in the center of the earth, Fang Cunji's consumption is negligible. Even if the calamity floats on the sea for thousands of years, it will not cause any burden to her.
"Sister Chu."
Wang Tuo, who had been silent for half a month, suddenly said, "Leave Duan Chengtong's remnant soul to me."
Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Brother, have you figured out how to deal with it?"
She wiped the blood ring with her fingertips and pulled out Duan Chengtong's remaining soul.
After suffering in the blood ring for many days, Duan Chengtong had already been numbed by pain. At this moment, he was suddenly released, but his mind was still immersed in the torture and unable to extricate himself.
When the enemy met, the hatred in Wang Tuo's eyes instantly surged out. Without saying a word, he stretched out his head and bit the remaining soul, swallowing Duan Chengtong directly!
With his soul in his belly, Wang Tuo's eyes revealed a demonic light, and some kind of secret technique started to work immediately.
Not long after, wisps of demonic aura overflowed from between his teeth, and once again condensed into Duan Chengtong's appearance in the air.
"What I am..."
Duan Chengtong regained consciousness and looked at his soul body in shock. Before he could understand it, Wang Tuo slapped it down with his paw, kneaded it into a ball, put it in his mouth and bit it randomly.
"Ahhh!...Stop!"
Duan Chengtong screamed repeatedly, and the pain of tearing his soul apart seemed to be magnified a hundred times by some means. It was actually more painful than in the blood ring.
While shouting, Duan Chengtong had a hint of joy on his face.
Without that weird spiritual water to restore his soul, if this continues, his soul will soon be gone and he will be free!
Amid the tearing sounds, Duan Chengtong soon turned into fragments of his soul and became silent.
Upon seeing this, Wang Tuo opened his mouth and took a breath, and the fragments of the remaining soul on the ground immediately turned into wisps of demonic energy and merged into his body.
Tens of breaths later, Duan Chengtong "awoke" again.
He looked at his intact soul body with a shocked face, feeling sad and desperate in his heart.
My soul has been torn to pieces, why am I not dead yet?
Before he could understand this truth, Duan Chengtong was rolled into a ball by Wang Tuo and torn to pieces.
Xiang Shen looked at it twice and immediately saw a clue.
Brother, is this turning Duan Chengtong into his own puppet?
The ghost's body is transformed by demonic energy. No matter how many times Duan Chengtong dies, as long as his elder brother doesn't want him to die, he can only be tied to his elder brother forever and endure endless torture.
Looking at the eldest brother's actions, it seems that he has probably thought about it for a long time, but he has been escaping from reality and has not put it into action.
The appearance of Luo Hai actually gave him a push, which was not a bad thing.
While Xiang Shu was clearing his thoughts, Wang Tuo had torn Duan Chengtong into pieces seven or eight times, and then finally stopped, took Duan Chengtong into his body, and exhaled a long breath, as if he wanted to pour out all the resentment he had accumulated for a hundred years.
After venting his anger like this, Wang Tuo's face looked much better. When he touched the jade gourd magic weapon the size of a fingernail hanging around his neck with his paw, a flash of light suddenly appeared on the surface of the gourd and it returned to its original size.
Wang Tuo raised his head and took a big sip of Yecuiju craft beer, laughing loudly: "It's great!"
Seeing this scene, Xiang Shen smiled lightly. The eldest brother has finally passed this heart-breaking hurdle.
Just as he was thinking this, Xiang Shen suddenly sensed something and looked up at the door with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
The next moment, Luo Hai poked his head out from the door and met Xiang Shen's surprised eyes, and couldn't help but look embarrassed.
He moved a step cautiously and crossed the threshold. When he saw Wang Tuo drinking in the nest next to the table, his scalp suddenly went numb and he quickly said: "Senior Tiger, I've brought you wine."
As he spoke, he put the wine jar in his hand by the door and said
: "This wine is different from last time. You try it first. If you like it, I will send you more."
Wang Tuo's eyelids were slightly raised, his golden eyes were so breathtaking that Luo Hai's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously wanted to run away.
But when he thought about his own safety, he still pointed to his right and said bravely: "Senior, I have opened a small wine shop right next to you. If senior wants to drink, just go and get it."
After saying that, Luo Hai could no longer bear the pressure, turned around and ran away, running faster than a rabbit.
Xiang Shen couldn't help but laugh when he saw it, "Brother, this kid is relying on you."
Wang Tuo curled his lips, "You're not that stupid, you know how to hide when you come back."
Listening to his tone, Xiang Shen knew that he had no intention of driving people away because of his past relationship.
As long as Luo Hai doesn't act recklessly, she won't bother to take care of him.
Luo Hai has never interacted with mortals, but after spending so many years in casual cultivation, he naturally understands the ways of the world.
On the first day the winery opened, he carried jars of good wine and delivered it to his neighbors door to door, especially Chen Tiejiang's house. Luo Hai specially brewed fruit wine with an extreme degree of alcohol, which tasted sweet and fengfeng. Feng took a sip and fell in love immediately.
The neighbors started walking around, and Luo Hai finally heard the name of the owner of the Zi Fang, Xiang Shu, from their mouths.
He actually has the same name as the talented senior who died in Guijian a hundred years ago.
"Miss Xiang's calligraphy is amazing!"
When Widow Wang talked about Xiang Shen, she immediately gushed: "This girl has a kind heart and a gentle temper. She has never blushed with anyone. Needless to say, her good looks have spread throughout the east of the city..."
As Widow Wang spoke, her eyes became strange. She looked Luo Hai up and down, and suddenly asked: "Boss Luo, you don't look young anymore. May I ask if you are suitable for marriage?"
"ah?"
Luo Hai was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied: "Not yet."
A poor casual cultivator like him thinks about collecting resources all day long, so he has no time to think about finding a Taoist companion.
Unexpectedly, when he answered like this, Widow Wang immediately distanced herself from him, looked at Luo Hai's face, hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"Boss Luo, please don't think my words are harsh. Although this fair lady is a good gentleman, but on your terms..."
When Luo Hai heard half of it, his face turned pale with fright, and he immediately interrupted Widow Wang: "Sister Wang! I have never had that kind of intention. I just came here to open a wine shop and just want to live a stable life. You must never say it again in the future."
Widow Wang didn't expect Luo Hai's reaction to be so big, and was shocked. Then when she saw his frightened look, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Okay, okay, I just won't say anything in the future."
Boss Luo looked at the old man, but he didn't expect to be so thin-skinned...
Widow Wang had a good impression of Luo Hai, but she didn't know that Luo Hai was not ashamed, but almost scared out of his wits.
After Widow Wang left, Luo Hai breathed a long sigh of relief and glanced at the next door rather uneasily. He didn't know if Senior Hu heard what he just said.
He waited for a while and saw that there was no movement next door. He immediately felt relieved and went to the backyard to meditate.
Inside the Zi Fang.
Wang Tuo's erect ears twitched and he laughed: "Mei Shu, guess what I just heard?"
Xiang Shu picked up his pen to write without raising his head and asked casually: "What?"
"The eldest sister of the Wang family is very concerned about your life-long affairs."
Wang Tuo didn't say it directly. Xiang Shu understood the meaning as soon as he heard it and showed helplessness on his face.
Widow Wang was very busy these past two days, and she didn't know where her thoughts came from. She was running around the city, constantly looking for young talents for her, and she would talk to them every time she came.
Fortunately, whenever she refused, Widow Wang would not force her. She would just say a few words of regret and not mention it again. After the first month, she would get busy, not to mention.
While Xiang Shu was living a leisurely life in Dushuicheng, the surface of Dongzhou finally began to collapse.
Fortunately, Jiang Yi has integrated the power of the three sects and laid a more sophisticated "human network" throughout Dongzhou, walking
All parties, using the Sky Monitoring Mirror as a warning, asked the mortals in the fallen land to be brought out in advance.
After careful consideration, the three sects unanimously decided to build six large cities near Goucheng to accommodate homeless secular mortals.
This decision was made not because of Xiang Shen's strength underground, but because of the incense.
Disasters are common in various places, and the incense in Shucheng is more prosperous than before, as if it has been blessed by Shinto. Therefore, the ground around Shucheng is extremely unlikely to collapse.
By building a new city here, we can settle down once and for all and avoid the trouble of migrating mortals a second time.
Of course, there was another reason, but Jiang Yi didn't say it clearly during the discussion. He just guessed in his mind.
Because of this speculation, he could not contact Xiang Shu as he did before, for fear that if he contacted him, he would be unable to help but ask directly.
In this way, several months passed by in a blink of an eye.
In the past few months, Tiejiang Chen often went to the ferry to work, and Fengfeng was sometimes fostered at Widow Wang's house, sometimes in Zifang.
Widow Wang didn't say anything, but she was naturally very good to Fengfeng.
Fengfeng likes both sides very much. Of course, she prefers to stay in Zifang, because she can often eat food and cakes from the restaurant, and Uncle Luo next door will also specially send a small bottle of fruit wine, which makes her very happy.
In June, Blacksmith Chen finally made his first profit, made up for the loss of iron raw materials at the ferry last time, and reopened the blacksmith shop.
Fengfeng immediately stopped eating and trotted back to help her father pull the firebox.
When a batch of bright swords, guns, swords and halberds were hung up in the shop, and the news was handed out along the original route, it didn't take long for the blacksmith shop's business to return to its original state.
The Chen family's blacksmith shop is a craft inherited from the family. Legend has it that in the early years there was a sword cultivator, which naturally attracted people from the world to buy weapons.
Martial arts practitioners have bad tempers and occasionally have disputes, but Chen Tiejiang is not a vegetarian in his swordsmanship and can easily resolve them.
Whenever someone saw the beauty of the owner of the calligraphy workshop, they would covet him. Before they could make any move, they would be taught a lesson by Chen Tiejiang three times, and they would run away in a hurry.
If another family is bullied, Tiejiang Chen will immediately rush over to seek justice.
Over time, Tiejiang Chen's reputation became very good, and few people mentioned what kind of person Chen Laosi was in the past.
