Instead, it came from one of Captain Shashawi’s collections.

As for this shallow sea, even if black pearls can be produced, it will only take thirty to fifty years at most.

The reason why he deliberately did this was, on the one hand, to find a justification for himself to join Jian Mo later.

On the other hand, it also allows Jian Mo to give something for himself.

Trust is something that doesn't come out of thin air.

Just like in a relationship, one-sided efforts are useless.

Only when both parties benefit from each other can the relationship gradually deepen and strengthen.

As for this three hundred year old black pearl, it actually only brought him a dispensable buff. He couldn't feel it at all.

After praising the other party for a few words, Jiang Li began to pretend to heal his wounds.

This healing process took an entire night, and he did not waste any time, but instead practiced a new power that he had mastered.

A faint halo began to emanate from Jiang Li's body. It didn't seem to attract much attention, but some wonderful changes occurred in the area covered by the halo.

On a small island on a summer night, a group of insects were attracted by the bloody smell on the wounds on the people's bodies and kept flying around them.

The seven survivors were extremely annoyed.

Only Jiang Li seemed to be unaware of anything.

He had many states of health, so mosquitoes naturally couldn't smell his scent.

But in order to practice, he deliberately placed a bottle of simple medicine next to him that could attract mosquitoes.

The insects were attracted by the potion and flew over, but every time they got close to the halo around Jiang Li, they would strangely turn back in the opposite direction and could not get close again and again.

This halo comes from the reversal field of the Jiuyou Wood in the cemetery, a powerful magical power that imitates the magical rules of Beiyin Mountain and is born based on the Jiuyou Taoist Scripture.

With this magical power, Jiuyou Mu in the cemetery can even escape with his life below the earthly immortals, and he is invincible in battles with people of the same level.

Logically speaking, the art of supernatural powers is based on the rules of heaven and earth.

Usually only after achieving spiritual enlightenment, and leaving the physical body with the help of the soul, can one get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of the mysteries of the world and barely reach the minimum standard of learning and comprehending supernatural powers.

But Jiang Li is different. He practices the Heart Sutra of Guanyin, and his soul is far stronger than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator in all aspects. Except for the fact that his soul has not undergone a qualitative change, he is already infinitely close to the level of Divine Transformation.

More importantly, he was blessed with medium merit, and the barrier of the mysteries of heaven and earth was far more fragile for him than for others.

This gave him the basic conditions for comprehending the magical powers.

In addition, the heart of a Nine Netherwood tree in the cemetery was directly attached to his body, teaching him step by step.

He can also directly read all the memories of his clone and imitate it bit by bit.

Under such favorable conditions, it didn't take long for Jiang Li to achieve initial results in his practice of this reversal field.

This magical power is also the main reason why Jiang Li was reluctant to kill the Nine Nether Wood in the cemetery, and wanted to use a precious parallel consciousness to transform it into a clone.

However, now, if Jiang Li does not rely on the power of the Nine Nether Wood in the cemetery, the reversal power he exerts on his own is only a thin layer, far from being considered a domain.

After a night of practice, Jiang Li opened his eyes in the expectant gaze of the other seven people.

A breath of foul air was exhaled, like a tornado or a strong wind, which blew the waves in front back three hundred feet, exposing a large area of ​​muddy seabed, which could not recover for a long time.

This kind of power shocked these shallow mortals beyond words. With just one breath, he could have such an effect. How strong was this "Mr. Li Jiang" before he was injured? "Mr. Li Jiang, have you recovered from your injury?"

Jian Mo couldn't wait to step forward and ask.

Jiang Li smiled and gave them a reassuring look.

"I have recovered a little and can use 50% of my strength. This is all thanks to Miss Jian Mo's black pearl."

"Without further delay, tell me the location of your country and go back to treat Miss Jian Mo's mother now."

"Mr. Li Jiang, isn't this too much for you?"

The seven of them were still a little worried. Just the night before, Jiang Li was still in a state of severe injury. If he got injured again, there would be no second black pearl to heal his injuries.

"It's okay, I'm just controlling the magic weapon to fly, it won't be a problem."

As he spoke, Jiang Li took out a small boat the size of a peach pit from the coffin.

As spiritual energy was input into it, the small boat quickly grew larger and turned into an exquisite floating ship.

There are exquisite carvings of shadowy human figures on it, and upon closer inspection, it turns out that there are hundreds of humanoid wooden monsters with wood textures on their surfaces, working on the boat.

There was clearly no living person there, but it looked very hot.

This is a flying boat made from the peach kernels of the Mu family's ancestor. It can be big or small, and can fly and ferry.

The quality is pretty good, but the speed of an ordinary flying boat is a bit useless for Jiang Li, so he has never had the chance to use it.

I'm going to bring a few mortals with me this time, and they'll be just right for use.

After being shocked once again by Jiang Li's "magic skills", the few of them also boarded the ship.

The peach-core flying boat floated off the ground and headed towards the kingdom of Jian Mo's adoptive father.

The flying boats in the world of immortal cultivation can prevent attacks from sea beasts to a great extent as long as they maintain a certain altitude. However, once they encounter a storm at sea, they will still be at a loss.

Without a good navigator on board, it is easy to get into dangerous situations.

However, the flood did not impact the Dragon King Temple.

Jiang Li is a pure-blooded dragon after all, and the storm at sea is unlikely to have any effect on him.

Even though the flying boat he was riding was not as immune to storms as his body.

Now he is still unable to use his own strength to forcibly stop and stir up a destructive storm comparable to the power of nature.

But it is very simple to predict where and when a storm will occur.

Flying in a nearly straight route, it only avoided a few offshore storms.

It took them less than a day to cover the distance that had taken them half a year to reach and return to the coastal kingdom.

"Mother, mother, I'm back!"

The flying boat landed in the not-so-luxurious palace.

Jian Mo couldn't wait to rush into a room in the cold palace, but what she saw inside was not her mother, but a guard and a palace maid who were having an affair.

"Asshole, who let you in?"

The guard panicked at first, but then he realized that the person who came in was just Princess Jian Mo, who was even worse than a servant, and he started cursing.

"It turns out to be Princess Jian Mo. Since you are here, why not join us?"

Not only was he disrespectful, he was also so bold as to go forward and pull her, obviously wanting to have a taste of the princess.

Until a streak of light flashed by, and the dishonest arm fell to the ground.

"Where is Concubine Jian who lives here?"

Ignoring the guard's wailing, Jian Mo coldly asked the disheveled palace maid.

"After the princess left, a plague broke out in the city. The abandoned Concubine Jian was infected with the plague. She was dragged to the living death room seven days ago."

The maid's stammering words made Princess Jian Mo's face change drastically.

"What! How dare you!"

Jian Mo's tears welled up in an instant.

As the name suggests, the living dead room is where the living dead stay.

Medical resources in this kingdom are very scarce, and even in the palace, servants are not qualified to receive treatment.

Once these servants and people in the cold palace became seriously ill, they would be rolled up on straw mats and dragged to the living death chamber, leaving them with only three steamed buns and a can of water.

If you survive, it's luck; if you die, you're truly dead.

In such a harsh environment, only one in ten people can survive.

Anyway, Jian Mo has already gone to sea, and Hualong Island will not care about their life or death. Concubine Jian also died of the disease, not because they deliberately made things difficult for her.

Several people immediately rushed towards the living death room and kicked open the loose door. A stench of decay that was even stronger than that in the charity cemetery came out.

There were no less than two hundred rolls of straw mats piled up in this living death room. Some of the patients inside were still gasping for breath, but most of them were already dead. The corpses constantly emitted a disgusting smell.

After all, this is a house where epidemic patients are gathered, and no one dares to come here to work.

It seems that no one has come to this living death room to move the bodies for several days.

The mortal world is full of disasters. In such a short period of time, there are ghost crabs and plagues. Jiang Li even doubts whether he has done something behind the scenes.

But God is my witness, from the time he met Jian Mo until now, he really hasn't done anything bad.

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Moreover, he should be a lucky star as he is blessed with merits and virtues. Why is he unlucky wherever he goes?

"Mother! Wake up! Mother! Why didn't you wait for me to come back!"

Among the straw mats on the ground, Jian Mo finally found her mother.

It’s a pity that his breath has stopped and his soul has left his body. He is already dead.

Jiang Li also went forward to take a look. The body had not yet completely cooled down, so it should not have been long since death.

It's fate that makes us just a few hours late.

Jiang Li thought about it, and drew a wisp of Nine Ghosts' aura into his eyes. Suddenly, he saw hundreds of wandering souls in the room.

These souls were all entangled with wisps of black air, indicating that they were the souls of the dead. If they did not dissipate after seven days and were nourished by Yin Qi, they would become plague ghosts that could spread the plague.

After a quick glance, he quickly found Jian Mo's mother.

Is he really dead? But his death was just right, not so complete.

"Ms. Jian Mo, your mother may still be saved."

Jiang Li said this with some hesitation.

"Really? Mr. Li Jiang, can you really save my mother?"

"I'll do anything to save my mother!"

Jian Mo, who was crying in pain, placed all her hopes on "Mr. Li Jiang" after hearing this.

Jiang Li waved his hand to calm her down.

He took out a piece of black talisman from his arms, collected the other person's mother's soul into the talisman, and then beat it back into her own body.

With the addition of the Nine Ghosts' Qi that forced the heart meridians to be stimulated again, the chest of this corpse, which had been dead for more than two hours, began to rise and fall again.

It was very easy for him to do this.

"I...Is my mother alive?"

"Mr. Li Jiang is so kind, Jian Mo is willing..."

Jian Mo immediately kowtowed again, but was stopped by Jiang Li.

"I, Jiang, am not worthy of this. I just fixed Concubine Jian's soul back into her body."

"But Concubine Jian is already dead, and her life span has ended. I have no way to bring her back to life."

"In fact, I can only maintain this state for seven days. Treasures that can bring people back to life, even the black pearl I had before, are far from enough. Generally, only those large sects of immortal cultivation have them."

"It's difficult to find a treasure like that within seven days."

Jiang Li said he could do nothing to help.

But his words reminded Jian Mo.

Now she only has one thing in her mind, if she can find a powerful force to help her within seven days, she can rescue her mother.

Jian Mo originally didn't want to face her life experience, which had caused her and her mother a lifetime of suffering.

But now, for her mother's sake, she had to fight for it no matter what.

"Mr. Li Jiang, if I get a treasure like that within seven days, can my mother still be saved?"

Jian Mo wanted to confirm this fact again.

"Yes, I can use the talisman paper to freeze the soul of Concubine Jian. As long as we find the medicine to prolong her life, we can give her a new life."

"But the medicine that prolongs life is so precious and hard to find in the world."

"After seven days, even if the body has not decayed, the soul will turn into a ghost."

"Ghosts are transformed from humans, but they are no longer humans. At that point, there is really no way to save them."

Jiang Li did not lie to her. In a sense, people who died within seven days were not considered truly dead.

It is still possible to save it by paying some price, such as a peach fruit or a Jiuyou earth fruit.

"Mr. Li Jiang, can I ask you for one more favor?"

Jian Mo knelt down again, and this time no matter how Jiang Li helped her, she was unwilling to get up.

"Please, sir, take Jian Mo to Hualong Island to get the life-saving medicine!"

"Jian Mo's full name is actually Guhei Jian Mo. She is the illegitimate daughter of Guhei Tianchou, the Lord of Hualong Island."

"If I can return to Hualong Island and rescue my mother, I am willing to serve you as a slave for the rest of my life!"

Jian Mo revealed her life story. The people around her were all shocked. But they soon understood. No wonder this princess and that concubine were treated like that.

In this way, everything can be explained.

"Are you the daughter of Gu Heitianchou!?"

"Forget it. It seems that everything was already destined when you, Miss Jian Mo, rescued Jiang from the sea."

"Jiang promised you."

Gu Hei Jianmo finally grasped the last ray of hope.

The flying boat set sail again, heading directly for Hualong Island.

. . . .

On the other side, Shashawei, who had already returned to Hualong Island, dragged a middle-aged pirate who looked like a dead dog out of a dilapidated and sinking island.

"From today on, I, Shashawei, will be the captain of the second fleet!"

Shashawei glanced coldly at the large number of pirates watching, and those spineless guys immediately lowered their heads.

Others came forward flatteringly, eager to offer their loyalty.

After eating a Nine Netherworld Fruit, he lost his freedom, but gained the cultivation level equivalent to that of an extra Divine Transformation cultivator.

After her strength increased greatly, she immediately challenged the captain of the former second fleet and replaced him.

This second fleet is responsible for guarding and patrolling many key locations on Hualong Island.

It will come in handy in a few days!

(End of this chapter)