Chapter 180 He Won't Return It "Senior Brother, I'm a little sad."...
At the same time, the entrance to the secret realm in the void, which was not yet fully opened, suddenly closed.
This was a sign that the secret realm was about to close, and all the elephants that hadn't had time to step into their homes rushed towards their hometown, which was just a stone's throw away.
However, the secret realm suddenly narrowed into a line, bursting forth with a powerful force, like a sword drawn from its sheath, unstoppable, resolutely piercing the darkness. In the instant the golden light exploded, it forcefully and violently drove away the uninvited guest who had trespassed into the forbidden area.
Everyone and Wang Xiang were blasted away by the enormous force!
The moon regurgitated the sun that it had devoured, the countless stars disappeared, and the even hotter and more violent golden light completely consumed the "First Stroke of Creation," fading into a crack in the void. Then the crack slowly closed, leaving no trace.
The entrance has completely disappeared.
The sun gradually returned to its golden luster, the dark polar night swept by, daylight returned, and the world was bathed in light once more.
Everyone, including Wang Xiang, was thrown from the calm sea into the huge waves, and the rolling waves made them dizzy.
Unwilling to give up, the monstrous creature desperately resisted the massive waves, attempting to surge back once more...
But the secret realm would not allow it, and it mercilessly drove them away.
Ah Cong floated aimlessly on the water, his body suddenly sinking, as if lost in this boundless blue ocean. The sudden burst of energy had jolted him awake, and Ah Cong finally realized from his delusional dream of returning to his homeland—they could not go back.
Born in the secret realm, they die as undead. To the undead people of the secret realm, they are no longer of our kind, and are alien beings that the secret realm would never accept.
But after finally finding this way home, their homeland was so close, just a hair's breadth away, yet they were shut out by the secret realm.
Ah Cong knew that they were no longer the undead and were no longer qualified to return to the secret realm. This homeland they so cherished could never be returned to, never again.
Having lost Ah Ying, it still couldn't return to its roots in the end. They will forever wander and roam this world, until the sea dries up and the rocks crumble, or drift with the current to the shore and die from sun-dried-out leaves.
The vast ocean stretches endlessly, and though a thousand autumns have passed, it will never return.
At this moment, Ah Cong suddenly didn't know what to do.
"Help...help me...ah!"
Cries for help came from the nearby waters.
"Quick, quick, there's someone over here, row over quickly."
At its lowest point, Ah Cong was interrupted by voices. It turned its head and saw two people huddled in a small boat that was rocking back and forth, struggling to row toward the person who was crying for help.
Ah Cong enveloped himself in the waves and was silently swept away from this place.
Aside from Aying, humans were nothing more than shrouds to it, to be changed. If it weren't for those people's pursuit of immortality, they wouldn't have ended up like this; it couldn't let go of this hatred.
A-Cong was swept two miles away by a wave, and as soon as he turned around, he bumped into Lu Bing, who was drowning.
Lu Bing's body, shaped by the Gu snake, had not yet fully adapted, making movement quite difficult. Although Lu Bing was a good swimmer, he could not withstand the tossing and turning in the turbulent waves. He was clearly exhausted, struggling on the instinct for survival, as salty seawater gushed into his mouth and nose.
He killed Aying; if it weren't for him, Aying wouldn't have died.
Ah Cong was filled with overwhelming anger and hatred. He suddenly drew the dagger from his waist, almost turning into a torrent to rush over and stab the man to death!
However, it had promised Aying not to kill Lu Bing.
Okay, it can choose not to kill Lu Bing, but what if Lu Bing drowns in the sea?
So Acong stood by and watched, waiting for Lu Bing to drown little by little in front of him, wanting to see Lu Bing die with his own eyes.
He deserves to die!
He should be buried with Ah Ying!
However……
"Ah Cong," it suddenly seemed to hear Ah Ying's voice, "Ah Cong, don't let him drown."
What?
It was as if it were an illusion; otherwise, how could it have heard Aying's voice?
Ah Cong subconsciously looked around, then suddenly realized something.
They traveled from west to east, following the Yellow River to the sea, spending most of their journey by water. Lu Bing, crippled, was unable to care for himself despite having a venomous snake enter his body along the way, and relied heavily on it. Therefore, Chen Ying's most frequent instruction to it was: "Acong, don't let him drown."
At this moment, it wasn't that it heard Aying's voice, but rather that it remembered the words Aying had repeatedly told it.
"Ah Cong, don't let him drown."
"Don't let him drown."
Ah Cong clenched his fists tightly, held back until the last moment, and suddenly swooped down, grabbing Lu Bing who was drowning and sinking.
Because Aying risked her life to protect him.
Acong lifted Lu Bing to the surface of the sea, making him face up. He looked into the distance, then carried the unconscious Lu Bing to the small boat.
"Officer Lu!" Master Fang, who was busy rescuing people across the sea, spotted Lu Bing floating on the water at a glance. "It's Officer Lu!"
Before he could instruct the mirror grinder to change direction, Officer Lu had already swiftly and automatically "drifted" to their small boat.
In the critical moment, Master Fang, without any suspicion, immediately leaned out to retrieve the item.
Ah Cong didn't surface; instead, he remained submerged underwater, helping the clumsy Taoist priest Fang lift Lu Bing's waist and legs to get him onto the boat.
"Old Jiang, quickly move Ting Fengzhi away a bit. He has so many injuries from torture, don't let him get hurt."
Several crew members, all excellent swimmers, were floating on the sea, one or two of them clinging to a broken plank.
Master Fang and the mirror polisher didn't manage to get the scattered people onto the boat until nightfall. The narrow, flat boat was packed with people, making it difficult to even stretch out one's arms or move one's legs.
Fortunately, apart from Zhou Yaren's injuries from being struck by lightning, everyone else was fine, just exhausted. The sea finally calmed down in the middle of the night, and just in case, one alert person was left to keep watch, while the rest huddled together and fell asleep.
The small boat drifted at sea for a day and a night. Fortunately, the experienced boatmen, who were seasoned sailors, prevented them from getting lost in the vast ocean. They navigated by observing the stars and moon, and then took turns rowing back. Without oars, they used planks as makeshift tools. Without food or water, they caught fish to stave off hunger. Their clothes were constantly wet and dry, and under the scorching sun, even the strands of their hair were damp with salt.
Master Fang felt like he was being pickled. He repeatedly checked Zhou Yaren's injuries, and his mood became more and more pessimistic. If she didn't receive timely treatment and the wound continued to deteriorate, her life would be in danger.
After another day at sea, everyone was tanned and looked like wilted eggplants. In addition, they hadn't drunk water for a long time, and their lips were all cracked and peeling from thirst.
"Hang in there a little longer. If we're lucky, we might run into a merchant ship heading out to sea."
No sooner had the boatman finished speaking than his companion opposite him suddenly looked up and pointed into the distance, exclaiming, "A boat! There's a boat!"
A large ship suddenly came into view, and everyone's faces lit up with joy. They all shouted towards the distant ship, and several crew members even took off their shirts and waved them vigorously, finally bringing the ship to their doorstep.
Good luck will come!
A row of neat young men stood on the deck, each carrying a long sword and dressed in flowing white robes.
The group was led by two older elders, one of whom was a middle-aged man who was calm and composed, and the other was over fifty years old.
Upon seeing the attire of the people on the boat, Master Fang's excitement was palpable: "May I ask if you are fellow Daoists from the Taihang Mountains?"
"I am Jing Zong of the Taihang Dao."
"Jing..." Master Fang was almost speechless at this illustrious name. He immediately changed his words and bowed deeply on the cramped little boat, "This humble Taoist is Fang Shi'an, a disciple of Zushan, who greets the Celestial Master."
After Master Fang introduced himself and asked for help, the young man on the large boat glanced at everyone on the small boat, his gaze settling on the unconscious Zhou Yaren's face. He exclaimed in surprise, "Tingfengzhi!"
The boy who heard the wind was Lin Mu, and standing to his left and right were Li Liuyun, Lian Zhao, Yu Heqi and other fellow disciples.
Several months ago, the Celestial Master's chief disciple led a few juniors down the mountain to exorcise evil spirits, but they suffered a great loss at the hands of the evil spirits, and even lost Wen Yi in Shanzhou. In order to avenge their grievances, the Celestial Master, who was sitting firmly on the Golden Summit of Taihang Mountain, was alarmed by Elder He's angry scolding.
The evil master is extremely wicked, and Wang Xiang is committing evil everywhere. How can the Taihang Dao sit idly by?
So the Celestial Master personally came down from the mountain and led this group of juniors to Mizhou. They followed the trail to the fishing village and found that the village had just been haunted by a mirage. After some twists and turns, they found that there were only a few large boat owners who rented and sold boats, so they could easily find out who had gone out to sea recently.
Lin Mu vowed to kill the Gu Master to avenge his senior brother, but he ended up here and pulled a boat full of people out of the water. He then learned from them that the Gu Master had died at the hands of Lu Bing.
Master Fang had been thirsty for two whole days. He gulped down two large jugs of water and, while eating the steamed buns and pickled vegetables that the young man brought him, he gave a general account of what had happened at sea.
When Lin Mu first saw the heavily injured Ting Fengzhi on the small boat, he couldn't help but ask, "They left Pinglu as two people, so how come only Ting Fengzhi is left now? Where's Bai Yuan? Where's the Death-Reporting Umbrella?" Lin Mu hadn't seen any of them until Master Fang said that she had vanished into thin air under the lightning tribulation in the sea...
Lin Mu's almond-shaped eyes widened, her gaze fixed and blank, unable to react for a long time.
How could that be?
Didn't she say before that she was invincible?
It hasn't been long, less than a month.
How could she have vanished into thin air? How could she possibly have vanished into thin air?
impossible.
Lin Mu shook his head blankly. This was impossible; he didn't believe it.
Lian Zhao turned around and grabbed Lin Mu's trembling wrist: "Sanmu."
Lin Mu's unfocused gaze slowly regained focus. He stared blankly at his senior brother's face and subconsciously denied it, saying, "No way."
She's so powerful that she doesn't respect anyone and always acts arrogant and conceited, which is very annoying.
But……
Lin Mu asked naively, "If we could get here sooner, with the Celestial Master and Senior Brother Liuyun there, we would definitely have a way to break that Calamity Cloud Formation, right?"
Just like how Senior Brother Liuyun helped her break the White Tiger's execution formation at Fengling Ferry: "If we had come to the East Sea with them back then..."
This was utterly foolish. Lin Mu suddenly stopped talking, because at that time, his senior brothers were seriously injured by Wang Xiang and were on the verge of death. How could they follow Bai Yuan and Ting Fengzhi to attack Mizhou?
Lian Zhao stared at his junior brother's gradually reddening eyes without saying a word.
Lin Mu lowered his head, his damp eyelashes concealing the sadness in his eyes. He sniffed and whispered, "Senior brother, I'm a little sad."
Lian Zhao sighed and raised his hand to pat his head.
At that moment, Elder He's booming voice rang out from inside the cabin: "Does anyone know anything about this person?"
Elder He was treating Zhou Yaren's injuries without holding a grudge when Lu Bing, who was lying on another couch, suddenly started twitching. Elder He was about to take his pulse when he discovered that this extraordinary man's pulse had disappeared!
Elder He had practiced medicine all his life and had seen all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases and the eight extraordinary meridians. This was the first time he had seen something so strange that he couldn't even feel a pulse.
Because this person's pulse was moving around and couldn't be pressed down, Elder He was completely stunned. Even a qi deviation wouldn't cause it to move like this!
Elder He stared at the arriving Taoist priest and the others, pointing to the throbbing veins on Lu Bing's arm and asking, "Does anyone know what acute illness he has?"
Master Fang, who happened to know the truth, turned pale with shock: "This is... a snake vein."
Elder He thought he might be getting old and hard of hearing: "What the hell?"
Master Fang calmed himself down and said, "This is a snake vein."
Even after being repeated twice, none of the Taihang Dao disciples present, including the Celestial Master Jingzong, understood. Elder He had never heard of it before: "No, say it again, what pulse?"
“Snake,” Master Fang even made a snake-like gesture to explain, “a live snake.”
Elder He stared blankly at his twisting gestures. He knew that the world was vast and full of wonders, but things shouldn't be too outrageous.
Master Fang knew this matter was too sensational, and he couldn't blame this Taoist doctor from Taihang for being ignorant. He said, "Elder, you should have heard of Gu therapy, right?"
That goes without saying, they came here specifically to kill Gu Masters.
"Officer Lu was afflicted by the Gu poison, and these snakes crawling under his skin are all Gu snakes," said Master Fang. "Because all the meridians in his body were severed, the Gu master used Gu snakes to replace the meridians and reconnect them for him."
In just a few words, Elder He's expression was incredibly varied, and in the end, his cloudy, blurry old eyes widened in disbelief.
"Is this how the legendary Gu technique is used?"
Master Fang: "...What a terrible sin."
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