Chapter 218

218 "As expected, the East China Sea has become like this after so many years of absence! Alas..."

Deep down in his heart, Xiang Jiannan refused to go back to the East China Sea again. He did not expect the old Taoist priest to agree so readily, so much so that after the scene changed for a while, he was still in a daze.

This old man who claimed that he was not an evil dragon did not know what he was sighing about. Although he had revealed his identity, everything was calm and there was no one in sight. Looking back, he could see the base camp of Li Si and others.

"Spring goes and autumn comes, and the four seasons change. All things in the world have to suffer the pain of the sun and the moon. Don't be too sad."

The tone of the man standing on the shore was almost the same as that of the white-haired old man. His words of agreement made Xiang Jiannan even more confused. Gao Yuan sounded a little sad when he spoke.

The temperament emanated from within and appeared in his brows, showing his true feelings everywhere. After following the gazes of the two of them and looking intently for a while, Xiang Jiannan quickly decided to give up.

He didn't see anything worth being sad about, but when he turned around, he saw Li Jin.

This young man moved very quickly. He showed his head in the distance and then disappeared for a short while. He soon came back with a large group of people. The group rushed to the shore in a hurry. The one who ran the hardest was Wang and his group. Although they ran very fast, they were still left behind.

"Two Taoist priests!"

He started shouting from less than five meters away from the three people, his eyes fixed on the old Taoist priest while speaking. Li Si's greeting was actually only half completed.

After disappearing for a while, he suddenly brought someone back. No one knows what the current situation of Ping'an Temple is.

Because it involved the Galan Temple, it was not convenient to ask too many questions for the moment and I could only wait patiently for the old Taoist priest.

It was obvious at first glance that the white-haired old man next to him was no ordinary person. There was not a single movement in his body. Just a faint glance from him made his heart tighten. Over the years, Li Si had not had this kind of experience for a long time.

"master!"

Seeing Xiang Jiannan and Gao Yuan returning again, the joy in their hearts far exceeded that of others. Wang and his entourage took a few steps forward and were very happy. The master and senior brothers seemed to have nothing unusual, so the things they had been worried about before must have been safely resolved.

He still underestimated the ability of his master. The reason, of course, was that he was influenced by Li Si and others, who praised the monks of the Galan Temple to the skies. He accidentally disrupted the persistence in Wang and his party's hearts.

"Nice to meet you again, everyone. This is the registered disciple of the old Taoist priest. My surname is Wang and my name is Yixing."

After greeting everyone cheerfully, Gao Yuan pointed at Wang Yihang and introduced him to the white-haired old man. However, he saw that the white-haired old man was a little puzzled after the old Taoist priest finished speaking. Then he nodded and snorted coldly: "Taoist priest, why are you telling me this? Whether he is your apprentice or not, what does it have to do with me?"

Li Si and others changed their original ideas instantly after hearing this. When Gao Yuan just spoke, they thought that the two were very familiar with each other. From the tone of their voice, it seemed that they had known each other for at least twenty years. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. This friend of the old Taoist priest did look unusual.

"Master Li, please remember what I have entrusted to you."

Xiang Jiannan showed no expression to the white-haired old man's words. After a moment of awkwardness, he heard his master speak again:

"Don't miss the time to send the group back to Ping'an Temple. My disciple and I can't stay here for long."

"I wonder what the two Taoist priests are going to do next?"

When he heard this, he realized that it was not over yet, so he asked an extra question. Li Si felt that the situation was not good. He saw that the white-haired old man seemed to want to move, and he frequently looked at the sea with his eyes narrowed.

The white-haired old man's mind was obviously not here. When he spoke, his aura suddenly emanated from him.

A very strong sense of oppression.

"No point in talking any more, Taoist priest, here he comes!"

Before Yu An could speak, the white-haired old man took action first after being silent for a long time and finishing a sentence.

He jumped towards the sea with a whoosh, and before anyone could react, he turned into a dot in the blink of an eye. As he suddenly left, Gao Yuan followed closely behind him, raised his hand to pull Xiang Jiannan up, and immediately set off to catch up without looking back.

Li Si and the others didn't know how to evaluate the speed of the three people. They looked at Wang and his group in a daze for a moment, and finally placed all their hopes on this registered disciple.

Suddenly I felt that time passed very slowly. Your master left so suddenly today.

The old man was running on the water.

After being carried by Gao Yuan for a few breaths, Xiang Jiannan caught up with the white-haired old man. Seeing his legs moving very quickly on the water, Xiang Jiannan felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

The two old men were not using the same method, so they couldn't run side by side for the time being. After running for about ten minutes, I saw the white-haired old man stop. When I got closer, I saw a huge whirlpool appear on the water ahead.

The sea water was sinking in madly, and soon after it stopped, the edge of the whirlpool expanded to their feet.

"Who is causing trouble in our East China Sea?"

Suddenly a sound was heard, and seeing the whirlpool stop at his feet, Xiang Jiannan was startled by the sudden sound and almost fell down. Turning his head, he saw dozens of water monsters jumping out from the water in an instant, each of them holding a steel fork, arrogant, and not ugly in appearance.

But when they saw the white-haired old man, they all wilted, their tone full of disbelief:

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"You, my king."

"Go and get the guy down there to come up!"

Not in the mood to waste time talking to the water monsters, the white-haired old man waved his sleeves and interrupted impatiently with a stern look on his face:

"You really haven't made any progress at all. When do I, a great leader of the East Sea, need to put on airs?"

The water monsters were as if they had been pardoned by these few words, and then they retreated one by one. Not long after, a large splash of water surged up. Surrounded by a group of water monsters, the green dragon that had just met soon emerged from the water. When it came to the white-haired old man, its tone was panicked, and it was no longer as arrogant as before: "My king! You are back!"

"What do you think?"

He was not in a good mood towards Qing Jiao. When he spoke, his expression was sarcastic. The white-haired old man looked up at the sky and said, "I shouldn't have believed you in the beginning. What have you done in all this time?"

"Your Majesty, calm down! I was just out of trouble and my mind was muddled. If you don't believe me, you can ask the two Taoist priests!"

Trembling under the gaze of the white-haired old man, Qing Jiao looked to Gao Yu'an and Xiang Jiannan for help, but just as he finished speaking, he saw a beam of auspicious light from the sky entering the vortex. He was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and cursed:

"How dare you come!"

"Don't worry, my king. I will go meet the monk."

Although he spoke decisively, he actually did not move much. With his level of cultivation, he naturally knew who had sent down the auspicious light.

"Be quiet and wait in the East China Sea. If I cannot return from this battle, do not start a war again!"

"We must keep them alive."

With a stretch of his hand, the entire water surface became uneven. Looking at the green dragon, the white-haired old man did not scold it anymore. His cold face showed tenderness, and then he smiled and ordered them to retreat.

After decades, this day has finally come again. The East China Sea cannot be without a master, and he is explaining his final affairs to Qing Jiao.

(End of this chapter)