Hurt and Parting

Author: Tai Sheng Shui

Hurt and Parting

A monk who forms alchemy?

Xie Huan had a vague premonition in his heart.

The real sky is located outside Yuanyang Sea. Almost all the spiritual islands are under the control of the Danjie monks.

For example, the leader of the Tianlei Sect who controls Luoxia Island is the Danjie monk.

"Many people in the group are talking about this. Some people say that the people who slaughtered the island are not human beings. Everyone on the island died in a terrible way, and their hearts were ripped out. Some people say that there is a big conspiracy hidden behind it."

Ning Jiujiu held the nameplate and read out the message on it.

"What group?"

Xie Huan stepped forward and found that Ning Jiujiu was in a group called "Luoxia Island Alliance for the Rich", and messages kept popping up in it.

"Let me bring you in too. This is a very famous group on the island. There is a mixture of good and bad people in there, and there are people of all kinds. You must be careful what you say."

Ning Jiujiu operated on the nameplate.

Xie Huan quickly joined the group, and messages popped up one after another:

"The death conditions of those people are difficult to describe. How could human beings be so cruel?"

"Is it the Sea Clan?"

"Although the Sea Clan is mysterious and powerful, they are no different from monks like us. I think they look like evil cultivators or some kind of sea beast."

"It is said that there are still monks missing, but they have not been found yet."

At this time, a man named Ma An sent a message: "Stop chatting. Panic is spreading now. Many monks on Level 2 Lingqi Island have begun to flee and flock to Luoxia Island in large numbers. We are all just a group of people who don't know the truth.

Monk, protect yourself, the reason behind this may be far beyond our imagination."

"Listening to what this fellow Taoist said, it seems like he knows something?"

"Don't half-talk."

"Haha, could this fellow Taoist be the monk who knows the truth?"

Many people expressed dissatisfaction.

Ma An posted another message: "Think about it, everyone, the Tianlei Sect has controlled the sea area of ​​the 54th District for hundreds of years, and nothing like this has ever happened. Why does it suddenly happen now? I'll stop here and think about it carefully.

"

The group was quiet for a while, and someone replied: "I understand, everyone, please stop talking."

There was no further news, and they all remained silent, as if they all understood.

Only Xie Huan didn't understand... so he had to ask Ning Jiujiu for advice.

"Could they be talking about..."

Ning Jiujiu's face was full of surprise.

"That should be it."

Uncle Zhou smoked a cigarette and puffed out smoke.

"Alas." Han Wenshan sighed: "It's a blessing, not a curse. You can't avoid it. Jiujiu, don't worry. There are three thousand monks on this island. If the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up. We are only in the middle stage of Qi refining, so we may not be able to do it."

If it affects us, even if it affects us..."

"Stop!"

Xie Huan hurriedly stopped him and shouted: "What on earth are you talking about?"

Ning Jiujiu glanced at him and said worriedly: "There are rumors on the island recently that the deadline for the master of Tianlei Sect Yu Wen to form a pill is coming soon."

After saying this, Xie Huan suddenly understood.

The life and death of a monk is not only related to the monk himself, but also to all the interests involved in him.

Everyone in the group believed that the massacre of the island was due to the deadline for Yue Wen's elixir formation.

"Although the Tianlei Sect is not a good thing, it has protected a group of monks after all. The warmer days are a disaster rather than a blessing for us low-level monks."

Ning Jiujiu pursed her lips, her voice a little bitter.

"Several sects in the nearby sea area, such as Xuanyin Sect, Sun Moon Sect, Coral Sect, etc., have long been eyeing the interests of Tianlei Sect. If Yu Hexu really falls, the consequences will be disastrous, so we must make some preparations as soon as possible."

Uncle Zhou said cautiously, the wrinkles on his face getting much deeper.

Xie Huan thought for a moment and realized that the possibility they mentioned was indeed possible.

The fall of every big boss will have a profound impact on a field.

Just like his fall, the impact on the Qingyun Continent and the Great Qin Kingdom is probably incalculable. Even if there is a change of dynasties and the rise and fall of the world, it is not impossible.

And these things all involve thousands of low-level monks and affect the fate of countless people.

However, Xie Huan always felt that the massacre of the island was not necessarily related to Yu Hexu's death, and that bad premonition lingered in his mind and could not be eliminated.

"After returning to the island this time, I plan to rest for a while. It will be a long time and I won't be able to go on missions with everyone anymore."

Uncle Zhou hesitated for a moment and then said suddenly.

"Is it because of the island-slaying madman?"

Ning Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Fan Xingguang has died, you have to recuperate, Han Wenshan is in seclusion, and the Langhai team is completely disbanded."

"Half and half, even if this didn't happen, I still plan to rest for a while. As I get older, my body is not as good as it used to be." Uncle Zhou looked a little depressed.

"Don't worry, Jiujiu. When Uncle Zhou has a good rest, I will almost be out of seclusion. By then, the Langhai team will only be stronger." Han Wenshan comforted him.

Xie Huan glanced at Uncle Zhou and saw that he was hesitant to speak, so he said: "With all due respect, the injuries on Uncle Zhou's body are probably irreversible. Uncle Zhou himself should be well aware of this."

"What?!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Only Uncle Zhou had a face full of bitterness and helplessness. He shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Taoist Xie is indeed very insightful. This problem of mine still cannot escape the eyesight of fellow Taoist."

"Dad! You..."

Zhou Lin was panicked and a little at a loss.

Instead, Uncle Zhou breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This rest is for a lifetime. I didn't know how to speak at first. I wanted to use the nameplate to make it clear after landing on the island, which would save me some hurt. But now that Fellow Daoist Xie has pointed it out,

It's quite calm, there's no need to hide it."

"I remembered!"

Zhou Lin suddenly burst into tears and said, "Dad's injuries could have been healed before, right? Last time at the Cloud Merchant Chamber of Commerce, my dad asked about the price of Bichao Dan, asking for 10,000 lower-grade spiritual stones. He hesitated.

If you refuse to buy it, it must be to save money and hit my first red line, woo hoo.”

"Silly boy, this has nothing to do with saving money or not. If you can't build a foundation, you will eventually be thrown into the dust. I have lived for one hundred and forty-seven years. Even if I don't have this injury, I don't have many days left to live."

Uncle Zhou lovingly patted Zhou Lin on the shoulder: "The future depends entirely on yourself."

Ning Jiujiu's heart suddenly became heavy: "What are your plans next?"

"Buy some qi-boosting pills, regulate your body safely, and live a normal life. You don't have to be sad. This is a blessing in disguise. Maybe I can live a little longer."

Uncle Zhou smiled and said: "Fan Xingguang also has a son. Because of his poor talent, he has not embarked on the path of spiritual practice. I will move next door to his son so that I can take care of his descendants."

Xie Huan secretly sighed in his heart. The lifespan of a monk is far longer than that of a mortal, but he spends most of his time in seclusion. Compared with this eternity, what are hundreds of thousands of years?

Even if you cultivate to the point of becoming a god, if you can't find the path to immortality, it will all be in vain.

Everyone was silent next.

While Uncle Zhou was comforting everyone, he also gave various instructions to Zhou Lin to teach others as much of his valuable life experience as possible.

At this time, the sea is blue and the sky is white, and the clouds are like cotton wool. The sun shines through the clouds, and the gentle breeze blows across everyone's faces, bringing a bit of coolness and a kind of sadness.

The spirit boat soon returned to Luoxia Island.

An obvious wave of spiritual power appeared over the island, covering the entire island. Thousands of people gathered on the sea, waiting for the cumbersome procedures to land on the island.

Ning Jiujiu collected the spirit boat, and the group lined up behind them. It took them a long time to complete the procedures.

After landing on the island, Uncle Zhou took Zhou Lin to say goodbye to everyone.

Han Wenshan was uncharacteristically not verbose, he just cupped his fists and cupped his hands to Ning Jiujiu, said: "Jiujiu take care", saluted Xie Huan to express his gratitude, and then left alone.

"I'm leaving too."

Xie Huan waved to Ning Jiujiu and went in the direction of the Chamber of Commerce.

He plans to sell the things he doesn't need and retreat to hit the red line.

"Hey, when are you going to do missions together again?"

Ning Jiujiu shouted from behind and asked.

"There is a chance." Xie Huan said without looking back.
To be continued...