Vernal Equinox of the 209th year of the Gregorian Calendar·Beidou Route
Mind controls Qi, Qi transforms into shape, and the shape is the same as all things. The energy of heaven and earth seemed to be condensing towards Ye Qianqiu's palm at this moment. An extremely huge internal force made everyone on the ship feel like they couldn't breathe.
Ye Qianqiu stared at the huge waves in front of him. Just when the huge waves were about to hit the fleet, he shouted at them like they were swallowing mountains and rivers: "The wind is rising and the waves are rising. To protect all things, open the gate of heaven!"
Having said that, Ye Qianqiu shot out a palm, and the huge wave seemed to be blocked by him, and it hung in the air and failed to fall.
What's even more terrifying is that Ye Qianqiu is actually trying to wrap up a large sea area in front of him with his inner breath. It is said that Zhongli's object-controlling technique can control all things in the world. This vast sea is just a thing between heaven and earth.
"With such internal strength, it can't be counted as a star in the sky? Brother Feng Wan, if one day we can be like him, wouldn't we have lost to that little lady last time?" Xu Changan looked at him like an idiot. Ye Qianqiu, who was fighting against the sea, pulled Feng Wan and said.
Feng Wan, who had always been a man of few words, saw him and said: "He must not be able to count the stars, and he must have been poisoned by Han Xie." Although he expressed disdain, Feng Wan never looked away. Look at this shocking scene before your eyes.
Xu Changan retorted: "That's not the case. After that time, I heard from my father that Lord Ye had actually known that Miss Xiao Qi had wolfsbane on her hands that day. He just shook her hand anyway so as not to alert the snake. Who knows? You know that wolf poison is like the killer poison of Sunrise Pavilion, even a medical master like Sect Master Miao can't resist it."
Feng Wan did not continue to refute Xu Changan's words. On the one hand, Han Xie, the wolf-eating ghost, could destroy Shaolin and Huayun. He was indeed an extraordinary figure. On the other hand, the awe-inspiring scene happening in front of him already made him unable to bear it. Turn your head and look straight ahead.
I saw that the huge wave seemed to have become a plaything and was controlled by Ye Qianqiu with ease. Suddenly he made a fist with one hand, then opened it to form a clapping gesture and threw it forward fiercely, shouting: "Disperse!"
The huge waves coming towards us seemed to split from the middle, splitting into two parts and rushing towards both sides of the fleet. Ji Zhanyu and Miao Chenglan even tried their best to maintain the wind walls on both sides of the fleet, preventing the splitting giant waves. The waves hit the boat again.
Until this big wave passed, the fleet seemed to have almost sailed through this thunderstorm area, and gradually saw the light from the darkness.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Most of the people on the boat were young people who had never sailed on the sea. The dangerous situation just now almost made their hearts rise to their throats.
Ye Qianqiu slowly returned to the wheelchair from the air, panting and laughing at himself: "Haha, I am getting old after all."
"Master, the land of bliss is ahead!" A shout came from the observation deck, calling everyone who had just sheltered themselves from the wind and waves to the bow of the ship.
Sure enough, not far away, you can see a somewhat foggy island, surrounded by a circle of tall stone walls. The large whirlpool surrounding the island that protects the island seems to be more terrifying than the rumors say. No matter how big the ship is, It is absolutely impossible to drive safely over it.
Many people on the ship were gearing up, picking up weapons from the cabin and getting ready for battle. However, people such as Ye Qianqiu, Miao Chenglan, Qiu Mingming and others were extremely worried. They didn't know that the three people who had gone to the island earlier were worried. How are people now? Can they successfully and safely close the institutions under the sea?
The fleet is getting closer and closer, the thick gate to the south is still locked, and the whirlpool on the sea is still turbulent. . .
Paradise·Wonderland Fortress·Two-story Prison
"Uh ah ah... Qiluo... I want... No... I can't..." In the cell, Yun Musheng, who had just experienced another round of drug addiction, lay weakly on the ground. It’s time to relax a little.
Suddenly, a scarred hand stretched out from the cell next to him and grabbed his arm. At this time, Yun Musheng no longer had the strength to pry the hand away, and just twisted his body slightly to show resistance.
"Young man, eh, young man." In the hazy cloud, Musheng seemed to hear someone calling him. Whether it was an illusion or reality, he seemed to be a little unclear.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, crawled towards the place where the sound came from, finally succeeded in supporting his heavy body, leaned on the iron cage that met the cell next to him, and asked feebly: "You...are you?" People are ghosts...What's the matter?"
The voice came again: "Don't talk yet, do as I say, close your eyes, and let the inner energy flow from the top of your head to the back of your neck and chest. The flow cannot be fast, but it must flow like your blood."
Although Yun Musheng didn't know what it meant, but now he was a doctor, and he had to try any method, so he sat upright with difficulty, closed his eyes and started to flow all the internal energy in his body according to what the voice said.
Sure enough, suddenly, Yun Musheng felt a lot more relaxed. There was no more drumming in her ears. Except for having no strength, her other feelings seemed to be the same as usual.
He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully at the person who spoke just now. He saw that the person's clothes were ragged and covered with dust, and his hair was messy as if it had been gnawed by a dog.
However, for such an extremely down-and-out person, Yun Musheng still would not forget that it was him who had done him a great favor. He bowed his hands to the man and said, "Senior, thank you for your help."
The man smiled and said, "Hey, there's no need to say thank you. Those who were imprisoned here by Han Xie were all people with such strong wills that even if ten thousand maggots scraped their bones, they would not touch that Qiluo poison. Chu admired them. "
"Senior's surname is Chu?" Yun Musheng asked curiously. After all, it was a big help. At least he had to know the other person's name.
"Hahaha, yes, my name is Chu Sangou. Not only my surname is Chu, but most of the people in this prison are surnamed Chu. We were originally a group of orphans until General Chu Nanfeng took us in and became generals of the Chu family. , in the battle between Nanling and Beilu, we made some achievements and got our name, who knew..."
"What's wrong?" Yun Musheng saw clearly that when he mentioned the generals of the Chu family, the proud expression of the man named Chu Sangou suddenly darkened again.
Chu Sangou continued: "After his military exploits that year, the emperor rewarded General Chu with ten thousand taels of gold. The general wanted to distribute the bounty to everyone, but he received an invitation saying that ten thousand taels of gold could be exchanged for our hundred thousand taels of gold. The rest of my life will be blissful. The general thought about it and took our brothers, who have been through life and death, to go to this bullshit paradise.
At first we lived a happy life, but gradually we realized something was wrong. Those girls in the brothel had no fucking heartbeat at all! So General Chu took a group of us brothers into the fortress to find out what happened next. . . You can probably guess it too. "
Yun Musheng looked around. At some point, people in various cells got up and looked here. From their eyes, he could see no blood or hope.
This group of people has been trapped here for who knows how many years. Even if there was any enthusiasm at the beginning, it has probably been worn away, but I always feel that there is still something in this cell and among this group of people that will implicate each other.
"How many years have you been here? Have you ever thought about escaping?"
Chu Sangou smiled softly, as if he was helplessly mocking himself: "For ten years, I have tried every method, but it is useless. Since the general passed away, many people have died one after another. We old coffins have died. It’s okay, but I don’t know how the pair of siblings we picked up that year are doing, what are they called...?”
