Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?
Chapter 369 Penglai in the Mist
Chapter 369 Penglai in the Mist
Crash---
A few days passed in a flash. The waves beat against the rocks, splashing water everywhere. A sudden strong wind brought drizzle, which came down in a rush. The sky was gloomy. It was late at night and there was still some time before dawn.
Boom, boom, boom—
Shamantian, wearing a cloak, sat on the rocks by the sea, holding a human-skin drum in his arms, tapping it occasionally with the sound of the waves, staring at the vast ocean in front of him with boredom.
The white wolf's burly figure was like an iron tower. It stood behind Shamantian, glancing at the human-skin drum in Shamantian's hand with a slightly nervous look on its face.
This drum was made by Shaman Tian's mother... When he was young, he killed her, skinned her, and made it with his own hands. It is the succession ritual of each generation of grassland shamans, which requires them to give up everything they have in the secular world and serve the gods wholeheartedly.
After all, in doctrine, shamans are the agents of gods in the human world.
The celestial god in Shamanism is roughly equivalent to the Buddha of Xiaoxitian and Zhulong of Jiuli.
Although Shamanism is the state religion of the grassland, its status is far higher than that of Wugong Mountain... In the grassland, even the successor of the Khan must kneel before Shamantian to announce to all the tribes of the grassland that he, the Khan, was chosen by the gods and is destined by heaven.
Shaman Tian's martial arts skills are among the best among all the shamans. If Wudamu had not been too evil, he would have been the one the prince wanted to kill.
But Zhao Wumian has been traveling around for so long, but he has never heard of Shamanism, nor has he seen any activities related to Shamanism in the Central Plains... It's not because Shamanism is out of reach, but because all the followers of Shamanism are dead, leaving only one Shaman.
Bai Lang is considered a veteran martial arts leader of the grassland and a person of the same era as Xiao Lengyue. However, since he could remember, the only person left in the Shamanism was this man.
Bailang once asked Wudamu about Shamantian, and Wudamu said something that he still remembers to this day.
"Shaman Tian was not convinced by the gods... He wanted to take their place, which is why he named himself 'Tian'."
Shaman Tian was a devout worshipper in his early years, but when he succeeded as shaman and killed his own family, he became crazy in the eyes of the grassland people.
For some inexplicable reason, he gathered all the shamans together and asked them whether they believed in the gods or in Shaman Tian... According to shamanism, shamans are only agents of the gods, in other words, they are middlemen and messengers. How can they be compared with the gods?
So now, in Shamanism, except for Shamantian, all other followers are dead, all killed by him.
Bailang did not believe in shamanism, but he could not help but be impressed by Shamantian's courage. He was even more amazed at the fact that Shamantian, alone, could still compete with Wudamu after slaughtering all the shamans.
After all, after doing such a thing, Shamantian should be hunted down by the entire grassland... But on the grassland, strength has always been king, so he is still alive now, and even became the wolf king behind the scenes of the grassland. If Wudamu had not been alive, the grassland would now be ruled by the young Rong boy in front of him.
As the thought flashed through his mind, Bai Lang heard the young man in front of him suddenly ask, "You have fought with Zhao Wumian before... What do you think of him?"
White Wolf came back to his senses, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"Back in Changshan, he fought a fierce battle with the young son of the state teacher. Although he won the battle, it was not an easy victory. He was almost killed by a palm strike from me. Who would have thought that half a year has passed in a flash, and he seems to have ascended on the spot. He fought all the way from the capital to Shu, and defeated Emei Qingcheng. Later, he killed Tong Congdao alone. Recently, he defeated the spear leader. I am afraid that his momentum is approaching..."
The word "national teacher" almost came out of his mouth, but Wudamunai was a strong rival of the young man in front of him. Saying this would make it seem as if Zhao Wumian could fight against Shamantian, which was obviously inappropriate.
Therefore, White Wolf changed his words and said cautiously:
"Zhao Wumian is a man of great luck. If ordinary people try to stop him, they will suffer a lot. Fortunately, the spear master has a good relationship with him, otherwise he would be beaten to death... If the national master can come to the East China Sea and provide support, the Cuojin Boshan furnace should be easy to obtain. Since this is related to the Nine Bells, I personally think that the shaman should put aside the past grudges with the national master."
The purpose of this statement is to let Shamantian and Wudamu cooperate. The underlying meaning is that Shamantian alone is not enough, he cannot beat Zhao Wumian, so he has to cooperate with Wudamu.
Given Shamantian's current temperament, he was bound to be angry, but when he heard this, he did not get angry, but just shook his head slightly.
"There is no so-called grudge between Wudamu and me... We just don't share the same ideals. His talent is much better than mine, but he has focused most of his attention on restoring the previous dynasty instead of practicing martial arts to ascend to heaven... He has not yet been born and is still a worldly person. I can't help but feel sorry for him."
White Wolf was slightly stunned. "Living in the human world, how can we talk about whether to leave or not? The shaman came here to steal the treasure, isn't that an act of entering the world?"
Shamantian looked at the white wolf in surprise, then burst into laughter.
"That's right. Even if one practices martial arts and ascends to heaven, or attains the Tao and becomes an immortal, one is still a human being. As long as one is a human being, one will have obsessions... Wudamu's obsession is his master Ji Yingshi, and the foundation that Ji Yingshi left him. My obsession..."
Shamantian raised his head slightly, looking at the drizzle in the sky and the dense clouds covering the sky.
He was silent for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze, gently stroked the human skin drum made by his mother in his arms, smiled, and said in a calm tone:
"Heaven's way is ruthless. I want to replace it and make it a little more emotional... For this, I can't do without the Nine Bells."
Bailang didn't think that there was such a thing as Heaven's Way in this world, nor did he think that this shaman who didn't take human life seriously could be compassionate if he became Heaven's Way. However, he didn't come here to discuss Taoism with the shaman... That was what those stinky Taoists in Wugong Mountain should do. He just wanted to do his job well and win the Nine Bells for the grassland.
He then asked, "Shaman... we have been waiting for several days, and we have neither gone to find Zhao Wumian nor Wen Wuzheng. We have just been wasting time like this... Aren't you afraid of falling behind?"
"So what if we fall behind?" Shamantian raised his hand to catch a few drops of rain, and said casually: "The Cuojin Boshan furnace is right there. Whoever took it away, we have a target, so we can just grab it... It's better than running around like a headless fly."
During the conversation, both of them paused and stopped talking, obviously they had sensed something.
In the turbulent sea in front of him, the silhouette of a small boat slowly emerged in the sea fog, and a person could be vaguely seen standing at the bow.
Shamantian smiled and stood up from the reef, "I've finally waited for this..."
Bai Lang stared at the wanderer on the boat, his heart was bewildered, he had no idea who this person was, but Shamantian seemed to be confident, so he didn't want to ask more at this moment, otherwise he would seem like a fool. He could only silently prepare himself for action, just in case.
The man was drifting in a boat. The waves were rough and the boat was shaking, but the figure on the boat was not disturbed at all. It was not until the boat came out of the water mist that it was seen that he was a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar. He looked handsome, but Bailang did not recognize him.
Shamantian obviously knew the middle-aged man. His expression did not change. He asked directly, "You came here to cooperate. Get off the boat. If you want to kill someone with a borrowed knife, then you don't have to leave."
The middle-aged man raised his head slightly and looked at Shaman Tian and Bai Lang. Hearing this, he did not look frightened. He just smiled faintly and raised his hand to throw out a document.
Bai Lang took a step forward and took it. He looked at the middle-aged man and then spread it out to take a look. His eyebrows were furrowed. "Map? This is the End of the World Islands, but it is more detailed and clear than the one the shaman gave us last time..."
The map takes the Jade Palace's "The World Is Within Reach" as the center, and extends in all directions. Most of the surrounding areas are the surrounding seas and islands, and circles of black lines sloppily surround "The World Is Within Reach"... The black lines represent the thick fog in the seas surrounding "The World Is Within Reach".
In the thick fog, an island was specially circled out with a red line, and the word "Penglai" was marked on it.
"Penglai Fairy Island, the ruins of the Zhubei Alliance..." As a Rong people, Shamantian naturally knew the approximate location of the Zhubei Alliance ruins. He just glanced at it and then looked away.
The reason why it is just a rough location is that I have never been there. I just know there is such a place, but I don't know how to get there.
Everyone knows that the sea area around the nearby Tianya is shrouded in white fog and is full of reefs, so ordinary ships dare not approach it at all. Therefore, this map of the sea in the fog is probably not available to the soldiers who are unfamiliar with the navy, and even the imperial court may not have it.
The only one who has the time and financial resources to draw a map of the sea in the fog is probably the Jade Palace...
Thinking of this, Bai Lang was secretly shocked and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, "Who are you? How could you steal such a secret from the Jade Palace? Could you be from the Central Plains Thief Sect..."
The name of the Thief Sect was purely Bai Lang's guess, there was no such sect in the Central Plains at all, but the general idea was conveyed... Being able to steal such a sea map from the Jade Palace and specially mark the specific location of the Penglai Fairy Island... This is the Thief Saint.
The middle-aged man stood at the bow, smiled faintly, and said casually: "I came here neither to cooperate nor to kill with someone else's knife, but just to watch from the sidelines... Rong people, the court, Wugong Mountain, Huanzhen Pavilion... I hope you can fight each other."
The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, then smiled again, "That's all I have to say. I'll give you the map. If you still can't find Penglai, it's probably because you don't have the ability... That's all I have to say."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's figure gradually disappeared into the sea fog and disappeared without a trace.
He was running quite fast. From White Wolf's perception, the man in front of him was actually using Qinggong... Maybe he was afraid of being caught on the spot?
Bailang suddenly felt confused. This person suddenly came and left suddenly... Who the hell is this person?
The main thing is that Bailang and Shaman Tian don’t know that the Jinboshan Furnace is in the ruins of the Zhubei Alliance, otherwise the Rong people would have sneaked into the East China Sea over the years and taken the Jinboshan Furnace away.
But since the man in front of them had given them the map, he would not be teasing them. This Penglai Fairy Island was most likely related to the Nine Bells.
Shamantian frowned slightly, he recognized this middle-aged man and knew that he would come looking for... He was just a little confused in his heart, what was going on with Huanzhen Pavilion and Wugong Mountain?
White Wolf pondered for a moment, looked at the map, and said, "Our grassland is not near the sea, and I have only seen the sea a few times in my life. Even if we were given a sea map, I'm afraid we would still get lost... Let's find a local from the East China Sea to take us to find Peng..."
Before Bai Lang finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. This was because as top warriors, they had a sense of danger. Therefore, at the moment he realized it, Bai Lang suddenly stepped forward and his burly figure suddenly moved backwards.
call out----
The next moment, a flash of a knife suddenly appeared in the white fog like a meteor in broad daylight, suddenly piercing through the sea fog and rain curtain, drawing a white line visible to the naked eye. Before the sound of breaking through the air was heard, the cold light had silently swept to the throat of the white wolf. With this speed, he must be the martial arts master without a doubt.
The white wolf felt a slight pain in the neck and was frightened by the knife. Fortunately, he was not fighting alone. Shamantian did not even raise his eyelids and lightly tapped with his fingertips. There was a crisp "clang" sound, and sparks flew where the knife flashed. The angle was slightly off, and only a trace of blood slipped across the white wolf's neck, but it was just a superficial wound.
"Huh? This technique seems to have some of Xiao Yuanmu's charm..." The visitor was also amazed by Shamantian's martial arts. With a faint questioning sound, the sword light suddenly retracted, the sword was put back into the sheath, and the wind and rain in the sky stopped abruptly.
On the reef not far from the two of them, a wanderer wearing a black cloak with gold patterns and holding a four-foot ceremonial sword suddenly appeared.
"Mo Jingxue?" Bai Lang exclaimed in surprise, and looked carefully. The map he had been holding in his hand was unexpectedly taken away by the man in front of him without him knowing when, and was being tossed around casually by him.
There is no so-called thief saint in the Central Plains martial arts world, but if one must be named, it would undoubtedly be Mo Jingxue... When it comes to stealing skills, Mo Jingxue is the best in the martial arts world.
His teammate was almost stabbed in the neck by someone, but Shamantian still stood there, his expression unchanged. He looked at Mo Jingxue with his unusually young face, then smiled faintly and said meaningfully:
"Every generation has its own talents, and they are good at martial arts... Huanzhen Pavilion is here, but I don't know about Wugong Mountain..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sea breeze blew gently, dispersing some of the fog. The vision gradually became clear, and then he could see an old Taoist priest in Taoist robes standing in the sea.
He stood with his hands behind his back in the sea. There were only slight ripples on the surface of the water beneath his feet, but he was as steady as a rock. Bailang had no idea when the old Taoist priest appeared here. It was as if he had been standing in the fog from the very beginning.
"Wugongshan is here too..." Shamantian looked around, "The last imperial court... well, Zhao Wumian should not be here."
At the end, Shamantian chuckled a few times, "He said he wanted to see us fight each other. I thought it was in Penglai, but I never thought it would be at this moment... No wonder he ran so fast, it turned out that he had specially brought you two here..."
Taoist Guiyi stared at Shamantian, obviously knowing the identity and fear of this person, "It's about the Nine Bells, you really came."
“To ascend to heaven, one must have the Nine Bells. You and I both know this. Guiyi…” Shamantian glanced at the old Taoist Guiyi.
While talking, he saw Mo Jingxue had already spread out the map, with an expression of great interest, "Oh? Penglai is here... I have a photographic memory, Taoist Guiyi, and you are the only one who doesn't know where Penglai is... Go on!"
Before he finished speaking, Mo Jingxue suddenly threw the map out, but this action probably showed that he did not take Bai Lang and Shamantian seriously at all, and was full of provocation.
The white wolf still felt a slight stinging pain on his neck. Seeing this, his eyes focused and he exerted force suddenly. The reef under his feet suddenly exploded and he disappeared without a trace.
Guiyi laughed a few times and flew into the air, "As expected of you, you are a good disciple of the old Taoist priest. You know how to respect your master..."
"Hmph." Although Shamantian had a smile on his face, his eyes were extremely cold.
Originally, there were only Shaman Tian and Zhao Wumian fighting on Penglai Island. But now, because of what that person said, Mo Jingxue and Taoist Guiyi appeared out of nowhere, which undoubtedly added many variables.
The heavy rain almost submerged the entire Huating. As the sky was about to brighten, blazing light appeared from beyond the horizon and spread across the rivers and lakes. However, the light in Huating City was blocked by rain clouds, and could only shine through in wisps.
The maids of Tiangong Mansion got up early, looked at the sky, walked back and forth in the corridor, and started their work for the day.
Inside the house, Zhao Wumian slowly opened his eyes. He had not gone out for a few days and had been resting well in the house. Now he had fully recovered and felt relaxed all over.
Unfortunately, ever since Shen Xiangge knew that he had turned the green jade pendant into a virtual object and it had helped in building the bridge between heaven and earth, he became curious and would drag him in for some fun whenever he had the chance, claiming that he wanted to carefully comprehend Zhao Wumian's Dao.
Zhao Wumian really didn't know who was sensing whom...
It was raining outside, but the house was warm, the curtains were drawn, and the quilt was filled with fragrance. It felt like hot, soft jade was wrapping him up... No, not like.
Zhao Wumian's mind was a little dizzy due to the lazy time in the past few days, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly became sober.
But Shen Xiangge was wearing only a pair of white silk pantyhose, sitting with her back straight, twisting her waist back and forth, over and over again. Seeing Zhao Wumian wake up, she couldn't help but move closer, and her hair fell and brushed against Zhao Wumian's chest, making people feel itchy.
She smiled charmingly, "My Lord, you are very energetic~"
A short separation is better than a new marriage, and as a man, it is always a little inconvenient to get up in the morning, but Zhao Wumian sleeps with his wife, and even if Shen Xiangge does not take the initiative, he will definitely have to continue to work like a slave after waking up.
Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved and lay down, just looking around, "Where is Miss Su?"
All things are difficult at the beginning. After that experience, Su Qingqi gradually became less resistant to being with Shen Xiangge. Although the two women often cursed at each other on the couch, if Zhao Wumian hadn't been there, they would probably have started a fight, but they also did a lot of tit-for-tat.
Unfortunately, ever since Shen Xiangge took the initiative to hold him up and made Zhao Wumian collapse, it seemed to have aroused Su Qingqi's competitive spirit, so gradually the quarrel evolved into a fight for victory in other places...
Shen Xiangge curled her lips, "How shameless she is, she got dressed and ran away before dawn, so when she sees you in the morning, she can still pretend that she didn't come to your room last night... Tsk, so hypocritical... Well! What are you moving? I said something to her and you are not happy? I won't serve you anymore."
Shen Xiangge turned over and got off the horse, lying on the couch on his side with his back to Zhao Wumian, but his movements were so intense that there seemed to be a slight "pop" sound.
"My lady, if you are tired, just lie down." Zhao Wumian sat up, knelt in front of Shen Xiangge's legs, and took a pillow.
Shen Xiangge narrowed her beautiful eyes, snorted coldly, and then suddenly bit her pink lips.
……
It was unknown how long it had been before the two of them washed up and dressed and left the house, and Zhao Wumian came to Luo Xiangzhu's boudoir.
Although they took turns to look after Luo Xiangzhu, the princess had a high fever at the moment, and Mu Lier was obviously in no mood to be intimate with her lover, so she did not mess around with Su Qingqi and Shen Xiangge. At this moment, she was still sitting beside the couch, holding Luo Xiangzhu's little hand, with worry on her pretty face.
"Have you been feeling better these days?" Zhao Wumian also sat down beside the couch.
Mu Lier shook her head slightly, "It's no different from the past, but if I can't find the wrong Jinboshan furnace this time, I'm afraid I'll have a high fever next year... During this period of time, there must be a break."
Zhao Wumian nodded slightly and let Mu Lier go to rest. He looked after Luo Xiangzhu for a while. Without having lunch, Su Qingqi hurriedly pushed the door open.
"Sir, a letter from Chaoyan!"
Zhao Wumian was slightly stunned, then his expression brightened, "But what is the exact whereabouts of the Zhubei Alliance ruins?"
"Yes, it's called Penglai. It's in the sea area around the end of the world. It's shrouded in white fog and is extremely difficult to find. If you don't have a map, it's pitch black. Yunshu just went to the Jade Palace and used your badge to get the map."
Su Qingqi jumped up and held up the map in her hand.
Zhao Wumian blinked, "She went alone? Why didn't she call me?"
Su Qingqi stopped dancing, looking a little embarrassed, and whispered softly: "Well... Yunshu, Yunshu thinks that you have been bewitched by the witch these days... I am not happy... just, just..."
Well... Guan Yunshu hasn't changed at all, but since we have the map, there is naturally nothing to hesitate about.
I have been gathering my strength for many days, just waiting for today.
Zhao Wumian lowered his eyes to look at Luo Xiangzhu who was running a high fever and unconscious. He took a deep breath and helped her up. "Help the princess get dressed. We have to leave immediately. There is no time to lose."
"kindness!"
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Transition chapter.
To be honest, it’s better to read it later.
The river crab does not work at night, and by daytime, it may not be the complete version.
(End of this chapter)
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