Tang Bao: "Don't move. I can't let you guys clean up the mess I made. Let me do it."
Then, his teleportation skill unfolded.
I saw more than a hundred fish on the deck falling into the sea as if it had rained again.
It took only more than ten seconds for Tang Bao to finish everything. He returned to his original place, smelled his hands, and felt a little fishy. He swept his body and landed on the sea surface, but his feet only touched the sea surface. He scooped up sea water and began to wash his hands.
This process lasted for more than a minute.
Because he always felt that his hands had a fishy smell, he washed them very carefully.
Then, a group of female disciples from Xianyin Pavilion looked at Tang Bao as if they had seen a ghost, all of them filled with inexplicable horror.
I've seen people with good Qinggong skills, but I've never seen anything like this.
Being able to stand on the water for so long...
This is unscientific.
Before he knew it, Tang Bao was pretending to be a big shot again.
Tang Baoteng turned back and looked at the group of silly disciples of Xianyin Pavilion. He himself was a little confused.
"What's wrong with you?"
He asked.
A group of Xianyin Pavilion disciples looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.
Okay, you scared us like this and you still ask us what’s wrong?
Zhao Linger took a breath. This was the first time she saw Tang Bao take action.
First it was the lion's roar, then the lightness skill of floating on water.
Obviously, he was also shocked.
But she was worthy of being the Holy Son, and she reacted quickly.
The better Tang Bao's skills are, the better it is for the sect.
To be sure, although she knew that Tang Bao was very powerful, she had no idea how powerful he was.
Although she appeared to be very respectful to Tang Bao on the surface, as she had to obey his orders, she actually had some doubts in her heart.
After all, she is a saint from an ancient martial arts sect, so her vision is naturally extraordinarily high.
But now, he was really convinced.
She was absolutely incapable of performing the two martial arts that Tang Bao displayed at will, and could only look up to him.
So, she said to a group of sisters, "Okay, you all go in."
"yes."
A group of beauties left one after another.
"What happened to them just now?"
Tang Bao was still confused.
Zhao Linger coughed and said, "I'm really impressed by Mr. Tang's martial arts. I've heard that Mr. Tang is a very powerful martial artist. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is well-deserved."
Tang Bao was polite for once, and laughed heartily: "It's just a trivial skill, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."
sweat……
To Zhao Linger, these words sounded like showing off.
Humph, self-righteous.
She snorted in her heart, but on the surface she remained respectful: "Mr. Tang laughed. If this is still just a trivial skill, then there is no martial arts to speak of."
Tang Bao laughed, then suddenly had an idea and asked, "By the way, are all the disciples in your Xianyin Pavilion female?"
"Yes."
"Um, um, are all the disciples in the sect this beautiful?"
This question is so embarrassing.
But, I'm really curious.
A trace of disgust flashed through Zhao Linger's heart, and she said calmly, "This is a rule passed down by the sect. Our ancestors of Xianyin Pavilion left behind a martial art specifically for fortune-telling. Every ten years, we search for orphans from all over the country and use this martial art to tell what they will look like in the future. If they have good physiognomy, they will be brought back to the sect for training. Therefore, those who can enter Xianyin Pavilion are all good-looking."
Tang Bao nodded and said with emotion, "It's worthy of being called Xianyin Pavilion. It really lives up to its name. By the way, are the disciples in the sect also of different ages?"
"It's natural. Youth will eventually fade, and people will inevitably grow old. However, we in Xianyin Pavilion have a martial art that can preserve one's youth. Even if one lives to be seventy or eighty, one will only look thirty at most. Those who are truly over a hundred will join the Council of Elders. The elders of the Council of Elders all practice and guard Baihua Mountain on Baihua Island. They don't usually live in the sect. If Mr. Tang went to Liangshang, he would find that almost all the disciples of our Xianyin Pavilion are young and beautiful."
She glanced at Tang Bao, not knowing what he was thinking.
Tang Bao exclaimed in amazement, "That's amazing! This anti-aging technique is quite impressive. Hey, how old are you this year? Well, I'm just asking casually. I know it's rude, but I'm just curious. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to."
Zhao Linger said, "I know Mr. Tang is doubting my age. I just turned 23 this year."
"Pfft, you're only twenty-three?"
Tang Bao was shocked.
Zhao Linger felt a little unhappy.
"Mr. Tang means that I look very old, much older than my actual age?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I just didn't expect that at the age of 23, you're already the Dance King of Asia. You've only been training in the secular world for five years, right?"
Zhao Linger: "Yes, I became a saint at the age of eighteen, and then I was sent to the secular world for training."
"Ah, so that's how it is. By the way, don't you have more than a dozen Saints in Xianyin Pavilion? What about the others? Do they also train in the secular world?"
Tang Bao is now full of curiosity about Xianyin Pavilion.
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "Among us, more than a dozen saints, most of them are training in the secular world."
"But why haven't I met them? Logically, they should be very famous."
"They haven't entered this circle, so it's normal that you don't know them."
"That's right."
Tang Bao wanted to ask something, but Zhao Linger suddenly said, "Mr. Tang, I feel a little seasick. Can I go back to my room to rest?"
"sure."
"Thank you, Mr. Tang. Please feel free to do as you please. If you need anything, someone will satisfy you. They are all sent by the Pavilion Master to serve you. You can do anything you want with them."
Zhao Linger emphasized again and turned to leave.
After a while, two female disciples came out.
They are all beauties, and their clothes are all dressed in ancient style. When they arrive slowly, they look like fairies.
"Mr. Tang."
The two men came closer and bowed together.
Their faces turned slightly red, and they looked at Tang Bao, not daring to look at him again.
"Are you okay?"
Tang Bao asked.
The two women screamed and were at a loss.
Tang Bao was puzzled. He walked to the side of the boat and looked into the distance, where a red sun appeared on the horizon.
At this time, the sky is full of rosy clouds and the scenery is really beautiful.
He was a little intoxicated by it.
But the next moment, two bodies suddenly came over.
One on the left and one on the right, holding his arms respectively.
Suddenly, Tang Bao almost fell into the sea. His whole body became numb and he was like a wooden chicken.
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