Cultivation: When you do things to the extreme

The north wind whistles.

On Wuze Lake, a large boat headed north.

Wuze's water area is extremely wide, connecting three prefectures and can lead directly to the state capital.

Now the big ship is heading north to Ningzhou, which is a bit unusual.

Although the fish king was captured and the spiritual fish gradually dispersed, they only dispersed and did not disappear immediately.

In line with the principle that mosquito legs are also meat, the ships of the major forces did not leave here. Instead, they forced their fishermen to seize the last moment and fish with all their strength before the spiritual fish disappeared.

The last hurray.

But the big ship did not participate, and chose to leave unlike any other.

After all, it is a "royal" ship. As the head of the Daxing court, he must maintain his identity. Although he didn't get the meat this time, the soup still has to be distributed to his subordinates. Otherwise, how can he convince the public?

Anyway, no matter how you catch it, most of it will be paid as tribute in the end, so why waste time and degrade yourself.

They have more important things to do than making a small profit.

"Spiritual things, spiritual things..."

In the resplendent and luxurious cabin, Yu Wenjie's face was as dark as water, and the gloom was hard to get rid of.

Shen Hongyu remained silent, her beautiful eyes showing sadness.

As one of the twelve immortal envoys of Daxing, their mission is to travel around the world and collect all kinds of spiritual objects to bring back to the court.

This is a top priority, especially at this time.

Ancestor, with the infant congealing around the corner, the demonic nature is getting stronger and stronger. We urgently need spiritual objects to eliminate the demonic nature and suppress the demonic chaos in the body. Otherwise... I fear there will be something unbearable to say!

"No matter what, you and I must find a spiritual object!"

Yu Wenjie said in a deep voice: "As long as we pass this level and our ancestor succeeds in condensing the infant, we can rely on my Daxing Mountain heritage to kill off the devil's fetus, disintegrate the corpse into an immortal, and allow my Daxing Mountain to produce a world-beating immortal!"

"Zijie Xian?"

Shen Hongyu murmured, with some yearning in her eyes, and then smiled bitterly: "It's not that simple."

"Even if there are all kinds of difficulties, we must give it a try!"

Yu Wenjie's expression was cold and his words were firm: "Only the Immortals of the World are qualified to form an alliance. The dismemberment of the Nine Sects' Corpses and the Ascension of the Sect is the only chance of survival in this world. No matter what, we must give it a try!"

"Ascension?"

"I hope so."

Shen Hongyu shook her head and said no more.

At this moment...

"boom!!!"

There was a loud noise and the ship's hull shook.

"Um!?"

"what happened?"

Yu Wenjie frowned and turned his eyes outward.

Shen Hongyu also frowned: "Maybe it hit a rock, right?"

"Struck on rocks?"

"How is that possible!"

Yu Wenjie frowned, feeling inexplicably uneasy, and immediately walked out.

Although they are foundation-building monks, due to the demonic energy, their way of traveling has always been simple, which is ordinary carriages, horses and boats, and they will not use any magical weapons or light escapes until they are in critical moments.

After all, whether it is a magical weapon or a light-escape weapon, mana will be consumed to use it.

When mana is consumed, it must be restored, and the soul of heaven and earth must be absorbed, as well as the evil energy that makes cultivators change their expressions but cannot be avoided.

In such a world, if you don't want to become a demon, you must be diligent and thrifty, save mana as much as possible, and reduce consumption, thereby reducing the absorption of Yuanling and the pollution of demonic energy.

They are no exception. Even though they are immortal envoys and prominent figures outside Daxing Mountain, they travel in ordinary carriages, horses and boats. They do not dare to fly long distances and consume a lot of real energy and mana.

"grown ups!"

A personal guard came and reported: "The bottom of the boat collided. It seems to have hit something. We have ordered people to go into the water to check."

Yu Wenjie said nothing and flew directly to the outside of the ship.

However, just after leaving the ship...

"call!"

The cold wind blew in, carrying a rusty smell.

A fishy smell like rust.

Yu Wenjie's eyes narrowed and his body froze in mid-air.

Ahead, the water is hazy and dark mist surges.

The dark mist came like a tide, quickly filling the space and filling the field of vision.

In the blink of an eye, the water ahead was shrouded in boundless dark fog.

No, not just in front, but looking around, dark fog can be seen in all directions.

The dark mist surged, almost into substance, and even the lake water became dark, and it dispersed quickly like blood.

Yu Wenjie's body froze, stranded in mid-air, looking at the dark mist coming in, with panic, fear, and rapidly growing despair in his eyes.

"magic!?"

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

"Hongyu, let's go!"

The scream was the last moral act, and then it turned into a cold light and shot straight into the sky regardless of the consumption of mana.

"grown ups!"

"this……"

When everyone on the boat behind saw this, they were even more at a loss.

"Demon realm?"

"Damn!!!"

When Shen Hongyu, who was driven out after hearing the noise, saw this, her expression changed greatly, and she immediately jumped up, turned into a blazing red light, and went straight to the sky like Yu Wenjie.

After a while...

"Damn it, damn it!!!"

One blue and one red, two colors of brilliance, one after another.

It was actually two people, leaving and coming back.

Two rays of light fell back onto the ship, and the figures of Yu Wenjie and Shen Hongyu appeared, their faces filled with shock, anger, and anger.

"How could this happen? How could this happen!"

"This is not the first time that a spiritual fish has been born. There was no sign of the devil in the previous times. Why this time... Damn it!"

Yu Wenjie was so angry that he couldn't control himself. He slapped the side of the boat with his palm, smashing the three-foot guardrail into pieces.

Shen Hongyu also saw despair, but as a foundation-building monk after all, she quickly made up her mind: "What's the point of talking about this? The demon realm has been established, the sky is sealed, and the land is sealed. The only way to survive is to find a place to hold on. Maybe it's possible to survive the demon." Tribulation.”

Shen Hongyu gritted her teeth and shouted to everyone: "Give me the order and go back the way you came. Quick!"

"yes!"

Soon, the big boat took action and retreated to the center of the lake in panic.

It was also the same time that the big ship took action...

In the dark mist, a silhouette slowly swayed out.

Looking closely, the outline gradually became clearer, and it turned out to be a lone boat.

On the lonely boat, I saw a person sitting alone on the bow.

"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"

The man seemed to be a Brahma monk. His head was smooth and clean, and all his worries were gone, but his face was missing.

A snow-white monk's robe was stained with bright red blood, spots and large areas.

But he didn't care. He sat alone on the bow of the boat and kept knocking on something, making a clear and long wooden fish sound.

There are also verses and poems, and Sanskrit chants are sung...

"The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror."

"Brush it frequently to avoid dust."

"Hahaha……"

"Amitabha, good, good!"

"Woooooooo..."

"No Bodhi tree, nor stand mirror."

"There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust."

"There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust."

"..."

During the chanting of Sanskrit music, there were sounds of mourning again, and as the wooden fish struck, a dark mist surged in and invaded.

…

At the same time, in the middle of Wuze Lake.

"Sir, if you go into the water in this weather, it will kill you!"

"Master, please be merciful and have mercy on us. My family of seven, young and old, all depend on my fishing. We really can't catch this fish for you."

"Miss Li, Miss Li, please show mercy and give us a way to survive!"

"Don't fight, don't fight, let's go into the water, why don't we go into the water?"

"Dad..."

Hundreds of awning boats were driven here, and thousands of fishermen gathered in the center of Wuze Lake to catch spiritual fish driven by various forces.

Snow has fallen in the south, showing the extreme cold. The water in Wuze is bone-chillingly cold, and countless fishermen have difficulty resurfacing after entering the water.

Even so, each family still refused to relax and still wanted to enjoy the last spiritual fish feast.

On the big ship, Li Suhong looked indifferent and ignored the noises all around.

Taoist Zhu Yang, who was nearby, glanced at her, then smiled again and sang drunkenly.

suddenly……

"What is this!"

"What are you doing here with a dead fish?"

"Why is this net full of dead fish?"

"This fish..."

On a awning boat, the fisherman struggled to pull up the big net. He looked at the motionless dead fish covered in red spots in the fishing net, with a look of surprise on his face.

Then, I felt itching on the back of my neck and instinctively reached out to scratch it.

As a result, when the fingertips touched, there was a delicate, familiar yet unfamiliar touch, with a slight pain.

When he looked down, he saw a thin scale stained with blood in his hand.

"This is……"

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"this……"

A moment later, screams of surprise started one after another.

"Um!?"

On the big ship, all the forces also realized that something was wrong.

Taoist Zhu Yang was surprised. He turned around and saw a surging fog in the distance, hinting at the potential of a dark sky.

"this……"

"not good!"

"It's a demon!"

"How?"

Shocked to see the change, everyone was shocked.

Taoist Zhu Yang's eyes narrowed, and then without thinking, he directly set up the escape light and shot it into the distant sky.

Li Suhong also stood up in shock, looking at the surging dark mist in the distance, dazed and at a loss.

After a while, a ray of light returned and fell into the big ship.

Zhu Yang's figure reappeared, his face was livid, he was frightened and angry.

"How could this happen!"

"Damn!!"

"Master, this..."

"Immortal Master..."

"Don't say anything!"

Zhu Yang shouted sharply and interrupted everyone: "Set the boat immediately and go to the dock!"

"yes……"

"ah!"

"Monster, monster!"

"Help, help!"

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

While a few people were talking, there was chaos below.

Several fishermen had fish scales on their bodies with red spots. They fell off with blood at the slightest touch of their palms. It was shocking and horrifying.

Several people were frightened and turned to the surroundings for help, but the people around them did not dare to pay attention. Even the warriors from all forces were shocked and moved away one after another.

Fear spread like a plague, and the small black-topped boats bumped into each other like headless flies. Several large iron-clad ships also moved away. Regardless of the screams and cries of the fishermen, they knocked over and crushed the small black-topped boats, panicking. Fleeing in panic.

…

That night, the moon disappeared and the stars disappeared, and it was dark.

A small boat with a black roof hurriedly sailed out of Wuze Lake and arrived at the fish market pier.

At this time, the dock was no longer guarded. Hundreds of awning boats were parked in a disorderly manner. The officials who were watching the gambling did not know where they had gone. The ground was covered with all kinds of debris, as well as shocking blood stains and corpses. Silent narration Following the previous chaotic storm.

But Ah Qing didn't care about this. She hurriedly tore off the raincoat on her body, carried a thin figure out of the cabin, jumped into the water with a pop, swam with all her strength to the shore and headed towards the fish market. Run.

"Hold on, hold on, sister will take you to see Dr. Mo. He must have a way to cure this strange disease, hold on!"

A Qing, who was suffering from a sudden illness and went to the hospital indiscriminately, ran to the fish market without caring about what was going on. He carried his younger brother on his back.

The fish market was even more messy, with blood stains everywhere, and signs of fighting, fighting, and fighting.

Many shops have been damaged, and familiar people are missing. The doors of each shop have been smashed open, and scattered money, rice, clothing and other household items are scattered on the ground.

Only, there was no living person, not a single living person.

There was only darkness, dead darkness, and the shadowy silhouettes of buildings.

Is this a fish market or a ghost market?

"Ho, ho, ho!"

In the darkness, in the dead silence, the sound of breathing became extremely clear.

Ah Qing, who was running over, looked at the messy and empty fish market, his heart sinking constantly.

Is the fish market looking like this?

Where is Doctor Mo? Is Doctor Mo still there?

What happened? How could such a good thing become like this?

The girl was filled with confusion.

But the faint breathing behind her still made her firm in her thoughts.

"Go to the pharmacy first, Doctor Mo. Doctor Mo must still be there."

Although he was deceiving himself, he had no other choice now. Ah Qing gritted his teeth and ran to the drug store with his brother on his back.

The drug store was not far away and I arrived quickly, but the familiar store door had been smashed open, and there was no light and no one inside.

"this……"

Ah Qing involuntarily slowed down and cautiously came to the front of the store. Apart from the familiar smell of medicine, there was also a strange smell in the air.

Weird fishy smell.

It smells like fish, but also like rotten meat, which makes people feel sick.

Ah Qing frowned, held his breath, and cautiously entered the drug store with his younger brother on his back.

"Mo, Doctor Mo?"

"are u there?"

"I, I am Ah Qing!"

After several calls, no one responded, and Ah Qing's heart sank even more.

Even so, she didn't want to leave. She came to the front desk and groped for a while based on her memory, and successfully found a hot discount.

"Hoo ho!"

After opening it and blowing on it, the fire light came on, barely providing illumination.

The medicine shop was in disarray and had obviously been looted.

Ah Qing held the fire certificate in one hand and supported his younger brother on his back with the other, and carefully walked to the back hall of the medicine shop.

Even if there was little hope, she would not give up.

When we came to the back hall, the smell of medicine was stronger and the stench became more obvious.

Ah Qing looked forward and his pupils shrank.

Ahead, there was scarlet red and bloodstains all over the ground, as if they had experienced a very tragic battle.

But there was no body, only an unknown thing huddled in the corner.

Ah Qing held the fire certificate and shivered forward. He saw a familiar set of clothes, which were now soaked red with blood. There was also a large amount of thick and yellow juice, exuding a disgusting stench.

"Doctor Mo!"

Looking at the familiar clothes, Ah Qing screamed and stepped forward to check.

As a result, as soon as I took action...

"Crack!"

There was a strange sound, as if something was coming out.

In the corner, the huddled person slowly turned his head, revealing a horrifying face.

His head was disheveled, his black hair was thick, and beneath it was yellow, shriveled, sickly skin, tightly wrapped around his face, and no trace of flesh and blood could be felt, just a skull stuck to the skin.

The skull's eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the yellow pupils inside had a turbid and rippling texture, as if pus would overflow at any time. The lower half of the face was covered with bright red blood stains, which were The interlocking canine teeth and bloody mouth highlight the extreme horror.

It turned around and half-crouched in the corner. A pair of extremely long arms stretched out from the sleeves of its long robe. There was a huge wound on its chest, and a large amount of flesh and blood squirmed around the edge of the wound. , like a living earthworm, wanting to fill it and recover from the injury.

However, it was useless, it was useless at all. The sharp sword energy loomed across it, mincing the blood-streaked granules one after another. A large amount of blood and pus overflowed out, forming a small puddle at its feet.

"Mo, Doctor Mo!"

Ah Qing shrank and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar "person" in front of him. His body trembled and he involuntarily stepped back.

"Is it Ah Qing?"

"Haha...cough cough cough!"

Seeing this, the man laughed loudly and stood up with a hunched back. However, after losing a lot of strength, he fell to the ground and could only use all four limbs to crawl towards Ah Qing.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm just sick. Just take some medicine and I'll be fine. Just take some medicine and I'll be fine..."

After saying that, he crawled towards Ah Qing with all his strength.

Ah Qing also woke up with a start. He didn't know where he got the strength to turn around and run away.

However……

"where are you going?"

A burst of force came from behind, knocking her to the ground.

"Brother!"

The force was not strong and the fall was not heavy, but Ah Qing panicked and crawled to his brother's side using both hands and feet, only to find that he was already unconscious.

"Brother!"

Looking at his brother who was not sure whether he was alive or dead, Ah Qing yelled, not knowing where to find his strength, and turned around to face Doctor Mo.

"Medicine, my medicine, give it to me, give it to me...!"

Like an evil ghost crawling out of a mass grave, it screamed and talked nonsense, crawling straight towards Ah Qing and the two.

Ah Qing gritted his teeth and his body trembled, but he still managed to pull out the short knife from his waist and make a final desperate attempt.

"call!"

Black shadows flew over and the fishy wind pressed down. Ah Qing trembled and pushed the dagger forward.

At the same time, in the void, Yin Qi condensed violently, and a shadow took shape, straddling a horse and wielding a sword to attack the evil ghost.