I have a book of salvation

The next morning.

Yu Chen asked the stone to be guarded on Wanjialing while he went down the mountain after breakfast.

——He initially wanted to use a paper man clone to replace himself, but when he realized that the journey was far away, he was afraid that the paper man and paper horsemanship would lose its effect if he was too far away, so he simply let Shitou watch the door.

Anyway, it only takes two or three days at most, so it won't hinder anything.

And he had just left Jinling and gone to sea.

What a coincidence that someone really came to Wanjia Mausoleum.

Moreover, it was not a funeral procession, but someone who came specifically to see Yu Chen!

Qing Huan took Zhao Weixian up the mountain.

It turned out that Qing Huan had recently begun to practice the profound magical powers of Wen Yi Dao and was very busy. He originally planned to come to Yu Chen after he was busy during this period.

But my uncle, Zhao Weixian, the dean of Hede Academy, suddenly wanted to go up the mountain for some reason.

Qing Huan naturally followed happily.

It's a pity that the trip was in vain.

The person who received them was a tall, strong and honest man. Although he looked bigger than a bear, he smiled happily when he spoke and was not scary at all.

He told Qing Huan and Zhao Weixian that Yu Chen had gone down the mountain and did not know where he went. When he came back, he would tell him that someone had come looking for him.

Zhao Weixian was very sorry not to see anyone from Yuchen, so he took Qing Huan down the mountain.

On the way, Qing Huan was also curious and asked Zhao Weixian if he came to see Yu Chen because of the poetry he wrote at the last birthday party.

But the latter just shook his head and said that this poem was not written by Yu Chen.

——After the birthday party, he sent someone to check on Yu Chen.

Naturally, it is not difficult to check the intelligence and news of a young boy who has just turned from a criminal household to a commoner.

With Zhao Xian's ability, he could find out all eighteen generations of Yu Chen's ancestors with almost no effort.

——My parents were involved in an unjust case, and I became a guilty household. I visited the graves in a small county called Weishui for several years. Finally, my grievances were washed away, my innocence was restored, and I was brought back to Jinling by Zhao Rusong and Yang Qingfeng to view them in Wanjialing. grave.

Although I don’t know why this little guy likes to deal with graves so much, what is certain is that he has had little contact with poetry and prose since he was a child.

To put it bluntly, he is like a layman!

There must be something wrong with this kind of Bai Ding who suddenly wrote such amazing poems.

The key is, what is this problem?

"Qinghuan, uncle, I remember you once said that Li Huan, the literary saint, asked you to join Hede Academy, right?" Zhao Weixian suddenly asked on the way.

Qing Huan nodded in confusion, not knowing why his uncle suddenly asked this.

Zhao Weixian nodded slightly and stopped talking.

But there was a guess in his mind.

In other words, there is no need to guess at all.

There is only one person in Jinling who can write such poetry.

His senior brother, the former Literary Sage of Great Xia, the Master of Jixia Academy, and Li Huan, who stole the secret treasure from the palace and fled, and finally had his head cut off!

In addition, Qing Huan once said that he was entrusted with a dream by Wen Sheng.

Even if Zhao Weixian knew that there were no ghosts in this world, he couldn't help but doubt that his senior brother was probably not dead!

Although his head was cut off, although Zhao Weixian saw him buried in Wanjialing with his own eyes, even though his brain is here now.

But Zhao Weixian always had a feeling.

——He is still alive.

Especially after the birthday party that day, the stunning poems and verses confirmed this point.

So he came to Wanjialing today just to find Li Huan with Yu Chen's help!

Ask him personally!

What the hell is going on!

How could he turn from the Lord of Three Mountains, the Dean of Jixia, and the Literary Sage of Great Xia to a sinner!

At the same time, we have to return that bloody thing to him!

Unfortunately, Yu Chen is not here.

There was no trace of Li Huan in Wanjialing.

Just have to wait until next time.

"Ah sneeze——"

Jinling, offshore.

Hidden on the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot above the sky, the old man of Literary Saint was caught off guard and sneezed.

He frowned and said someone was talking about him.

Yu Chen rolled his eyes and told him not to be so narcissistic.

The old man, the Literary Saint, was serious. When it came to his realm, any abnormality was a sign.

To others, extremely ordinary behaviors, such as sneezing and twitching eyelids, are all signs of something happening to a man of the literary sage's level.

At this moment when the old man of Literary Saint felt something, under the sky and above the ocean, there was a black and gold ship, and the eyelids of Yang Wei, the dignified supervisor, were also twitching, as if something was about to happen.

——Yes, Yu Chen is quietly following Yang Wei and Yang Qingfeng in the sky!

When he went out to sea, he accidentally saw the prison commanders Yang Wei and Yang Qingfeng also going out to sea.

Just fly to the sky in the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot and follow him from afar.

After all, Yu Chen was still a little cautious about the power that could steal away vitality and longevity in the strange offshore sea.

I happened to encounter Yang Wei and his two men out at sea, so I simply followed them - after all, Yang Wei was above the gods, and even if something happened, he would be the one to take care of them.

But naturally he didn't dare to get too close, otherwise he might be discovered by Yang Wei.

Similarly, when Yang Wei went to sea this time, he only took Yang Qingfeng with him to set sail, without any deacons or officials, because he was afraid of causing more casualties due to that strange power.

The entire journey was silent.

Only the howling wind and snow filled the sky.

As Yang Wei and Yang Qingfeng's boats got farther and farther away, a vast mist enveloped the entire sea.

It was exactly the same scene as described by the surviving crew members who had witnessed the ghost ship before.

——The fog rises, and there are boats like ghosts, coming and going without a trace.

Yang Wei frowned and let Yang Qingfeng continue to sail the boat, while he walked to the front of the deck and looked into the vast mist.

as expected!

A huge shadow like a sail flashed across the sea ahead and disappeared!

Yang Wei didn't say a word, he raised his sword and struck out without much hesitation!

In an instant, endless sword light rose into the sky, slashing horizontally towards the place where the shadow disappeared!

Boom!

As the sword light raged, the ocean surged and huge waves rolled!

The sail-like shadow broke with a sudden sound and floated on the sea, with endless bright red spreading.

The pungent smell of blood carries a special stench, overwhelming!

Yang Qingfeng sailed the boat and sped up.

Drive towards the direction where the black shadow was cut off.

Close.

Both of them frowned.

They saw, in this area of ​​the sea that was dyed bright red, a huge fin like a sail, suspended above the sea!

Just one fin is already bigger than the ship Yang Wei and the two are riding on!

"What kind of ghost ship is this! This is obviously a terrifying monster!" Yang Qingfeng took a breath and felt a terrifying power of blood from the flesh and blood fins!

Just this thing made him tremble all over!

react to!

The sails that the fishermen and people saw before were the fins of this huge monster!

In this case, is the terrifying power of absorbing life and longevity caused by this monster?

The two of them don't know.

But, you must find out!

"Set the boat! Chase!"

Since the dorsal fin was cut off by Yang Wei's sword, the monster bled all the way, leaving a blood-red trace in the endless ocean.

"Lord Si Ming, could this be... a trick to lure the enemy?" Yang Qingfeng was a little worried.

"No matter what his plot is, I will kill him with one sword." Yang Wei had no expression on his face and shook his head slowly.

His support is the sword in his hand, which is why he has overcome the terrifying realm of God!

No matter what traps, tricks, or mysterious monsters, they can all be killed with one sword!

This is Yang Wei, this is the swordsmanship of Jinling Sword King!

Ship, keep sailing.

In the sky, Yu Chen was sitting on the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot, hanging far away.

The old man of Literary Saint was on the side, and he also sighed: "This Yang Wei... is still as rampant as ever, and has not changed at all after so many years."

Yu Chen nodded. He had seen this before from the battle on Leng Cang Mountain.

The entire journey was speechless.

Yang Wei and Yang Qingfeng followed the bright red blood mark in the ocean and sailed forward for more than a hundred miles.

Finally, it stopped.

The blood stains disappeared here.

And the thick white fog also surrounds a sea area, and there is no human figure beyond a foot away.

Yang Wei stepped forward and rose into the air, overlooking the vast sea.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!

Just look at the originally calm sea surface suddenly stirred up violent waves, as if there was an extremely huge and terrifying thing under the water, turning the river upside down!

Uh-huh!

In the snowstorm, huge waves suddenly rolled up hundreds of feet high and rolled towards Yang Wei!

The towering waves covered the clouds and sun, plunging the entire sea area into darkness.

Facing this terrifying wave that seemed to destroy the world, Yang Qingfeng in the back was already trembling all over and his teeth were chattering!

Every trace of flesh and blood on his body is filled with endless fear and horror!

It’s not about cowardice or bravery, it’s purely an instinctive reaction.

Just like the shuddering feeling that occurs when a herbivore is stared at by a beast!

But in the midst of fear, a cold snort suddenly echoed throughout the world!

"See clearly."

"This is the flying immortal swordsmanship."

Yang Qingfeng was shocked and raised his head.

Suddenly Yang Wei held the long sword in his hand and raised it high.

At the same time, a huge female fairy figure appeared behind him and raised the sword high!

"It is said that in ancient times, the Immortal Road still existed, and countless Qi refiners followed one after another with divine thunder and sky fire above their heads to climb the supreme Immortal Road."

In the midst of the big waves, Yang Wei's voice was calm and he spoke slowly,

"The Yang family's swordsmanship is born out of this indomitable will. Even if there are ups and downs and thorns everywhere, I have a sword. Wherever the sword points, it will be a smooth path!"

"If you want to master this Feixian swordsmanship, you have to be like this... move forward without hesitation!"

"I believe that everything in the sky and on the earth can be killed with one sword!"

When Yang Qingfeng heard this, a glimmer of understanding appeared in his eyes, and most of his fear instinct dissipated!

He realized that this was Yang Wei taking this opportunity to teach him the sword!

So, calming down the terrifying pressure, Yang Qingfeng tremblingly raised the blue sword in his hand and slashed it down!

Almost at the same time, Yang Wei in the sky and the female fairy behind him dropped their swords at the same time!

At that moment, the monstrous sword light seemed to split the entire world into two!

Huanghuang falls!

The terrifying giant waves thousands of feet high were chopped into pieces under the magnificent sword light like the sun, and turned into rain and mist all over the sky!

At the same time, under the vast ocean, terrifying shadows gradually surfaced, making the entire sea turbulent!

Wow!

In the shattered and splashing waves, an extremely huge terrifying shadow surged into the sky!

Endless fierce power, mighty and mighty!

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