Chapter 739: Nine buckets

The White Bone Alchemist hurried to the front of the main hall before long. Unfortunately, it was too late when the strange giant skeleton chanted a strange poem and disappeared, and the remaining black smoke rushed into the sky like countless soaring ghosts. Looking back, Ma Ling and Li Jiang were still fighting fiercely, and everything they passed was rubble. The originally gorgeous and magnificent Tianmu Taoist Temple looked like a mess.
The alchemist looked around, and finally had to sigh.
…
"I said, you got into trouble, what does it have to do with me, I clearly reminded you. As for what you just took."
Li Yan left the hall and ignored Saint Watson. He didn't dare to stay for a moment, his body shook up and fluttered, and countless palace buildings flew past his eyes. After about ten breaths, a crystal clear moonlight laurel tree suddenly flashed before his eyes. Set up an alchemist in plain clothes, crying with his face behind his back, with a miserable appearance.
Li Yan's eyelids jumped wildly. He pretended not to see the alchemist, but he increased his speed at his feet, which turned into a rainbow light. Not long after, the two came to an ancient well in vermilion lacquer. Inoue was still sitting with the plain-clothed alchemist. Still covering his face and crying bitterly.
Several times in a row, Li Yan could not get rid of the strange alchemist, and then stopped.
He looked up and saw the sparkling waves of the sea. He was still on the bottom of the sea at the moment, without clouds, and he couldn't use Kyushu's escape method. Seeing that the alchemist was crying so badly, he hesitated for a while, and understood that there was no good thing, he still bit his scalp and said hello: "Why the old gentleman is crying?"
The alchemist turned his head and stared at Li Yan with a pair of pitch-black eye sockets. The two-dot soy flame kept shaking. He choked and answered Li Yan: "My master has not returned home from a long journey, and asked me to protect the family business. .. These years have been struggling to maintain, and at last there is nothing wrong with each other. Unexpectedly, two villains came today, which caused the family to be upset and left without saying goodbye. I feel sorry for the master’s entrustment. I want to hang myself. But the belt can't reach, and I want to plunge into the well, and I am afraid that the well is deep and dry, and I will not die in vain if I jump down. This ugly state is for you to see. I hope you don't laugh at me."
Li Yan's face is so thick, he doesn't take it seriously, as if he can't hear other people's off-strings, and he talks and laughs freely: "Although I have never lived with this owner, I heard that everyone in the world appreciates her kindness and compassion, even if it is crazy. If you offend, you will never be blamed. How can such a person blame you? I don’t think the old man has to commit suicide. You should go back and pack your belongings. There may be room for salvation."
"..."
The Bone Alchemist was silent for a while before reluctantly replied: "Although the master is generous, the basket that the evil guest stabbed is too big. He did such a horrible evil, but I did not stop it in time. How can I not apologize with death?"
Li Yan coughed and coughed: "I don't think the guest was deliberate. He has a relationship with your host. I heard that your host wants to entrust him with the entire property. In this case, it may be just right for your host. What about your heart?"
The old man gave Li Yan a blank look: "One of the two guests has a relationship with my master's family, but there is never any saying that it is entrusted to the family! Where did you hear it? He came as a guest and asked for two glasses of water and wine. I have nothing to say about a few treasures. I should never make a fuss, smash and ruin the property. I also let go of the world’s demon, I’m afraid that in the future the world will be destroyed."
Li Yan smashed his mouth, and finally put on a bachelor look: "Old gentleman, don’t want to go in circles with me! It’s true that we both smashed the bottle of Heavenly Mother’s Conquering Demon, but the bottle didn’t say "Yi Yu". I opened up. The majestic hat of being charcoal is too big for us to bear. If it can be remedied, please let me know. It is only Ma Ling and Li Jiang who are making trouble in the Tianmu Dojo. I am at most a cause, and I can’t blame the mistakes. On to us."
He took a mouthful of us, and St. Watson's Chinese kung fu was not at home, and he did not refute it.
Immediately afterwards, Li Yan talked about how he was caught by Li Jiang, how the Pig Po Dragon King seduce the group of demons to fight, and how Ma Ling and Li Jiang were fighting each other. A coincidence, the bones alchemist's jaw trembled.
The white bone alchemist thoughtfully said: "I guess your pig Polong chewed the fruit of Ma Ling, so that he was inspired to fight with Li Jiang, who has always had a good temperament. The Heavenly Mother once said that Ma Ling was loved by the world and was born with nine changes. , As long as it grows naturally, it can soar. The vines and fruits on its head mature and fall. After swallowing Ma Ling, it will fall into suspended animation. After awakening, it will be counted as a complete change, and its magic power will be improved. Counting a few days, the seventh change of Ma Ling will soon mature. I didn't expect to be picked off by a little dragon, I'm afraid that there will be no more diligence from now on, no wonder honest people have to get angry."
"So, my subordinate of Pig Polong is not dead?"
Li Yan's eyes lit up, and it was his duty to collect Yang Zichu's body. At that time, even he himself did not expect that the usually cunning and greedy Pig Po Dragon King, in order to save himself, really took a big risk to provoke a group of demons, and even severely injured and died. Therefore, when Li Yan ran for his life in a hurry, he ignored the Alien Species of Abyss, which was more valuable to him, and wanted to take Yang Zichu's body away.
The explanation made by the White Bone Alchemist made Li Yanmao help. Listening to the White-Bone Alchemist's meaning, Yang Zichu not only survived, but gained great luck.
"Not necessarily, Ma Ling eats the fruit to add magic power, but the little pig Polong may not have such good luck."
Seeing Li Yanken's acknowledgment, the white-boned alchemist no longer feels yin and yang, but he still has the meaning of inquiring about sins. He first said to the two of them: "I haven't asked the two respected names?"
He and Li Yan actually had a relationship. As soon as he entered Nanyang, Li Yan's red flagship team encountered Tianmu crossing the sea, and also witnessed the ten-cup covenant between the bone alchemist and Li Jiang, but the bone alchemist himself did not remember.
"Tianbaozi."
Li Yanchu gave St. Watson a bit, and the old man grinned his teeth and replied: "Martin, St. Watson Dewey Martin."
The bone nodded: "The old man's name is Pengri."
After he finished speaking, a string of words popped out of Li Yan's eyes.
Mr. Pengri
In the Southern Song Dynasty, a famous minister with the reputation of "holding Japan", whose drowned bones were enchanted by the heavenly mother, turned into a fairy.
"One more..."
Pengri stopped talking: "I think Ma Ling and Li Jiang still have to fight, let's stay away."
As he said, a black ship approached from the sky and fell on top of the three of them.
"Two of you come with me."
Having said that, Li Yan did not hesitate to hold up a lotus flower in the soil under the feet of the alchemist. Saint Watson looked down at the lotus flower for a while before he jumped up at Li Yan's urging.
The lotus flower then flew long, and it shrank and disappeared after holding the three people upstairs. He greeted Li Wo and entered the cabin. Not seeing how he greeted him, three water cups flew by themselves, and a teapot boiled water and tea leaves. Ding-ding-dang-dang-dang-dang flew into the water cup, boiled water to pour, and not too long, there were three cups of steaming hot tea.
"Please, please."
Pengri picked up the teacup, and said slowly: "I said that getting rid of the devil will hurt the lives of the world. It is by no means alarmist. Do you know its heels?"
"Could it be that Li Jiang and Ma Ling have a greater origin, and are they still more powerful?"
Banri shook his head: "This enchanting name Jiu Dou is definitely not Ma Ling Li Jiang's opponent in terms of mana, but it is cunning and cruel. The crime is heavy and the karma is deep, I am afraid that ten Ma Ling and Li Jiang Can't compare to him!"
Speaking of this, Mr. Pengri, who has always been elegant and gentle, actually gritted his teeth, and the firefly in his eye sockets was soaring, and his anger was beyond words.
"What do you say?"
Meizhou islands and reefs, abandoned on the boat.
"The Ma Ling monster, Squid Lijiang, is really bizarre, like "Ramayan"."
Ruchka admired, the young man's curiosity made him unable to help asking: "What's the matter with the master of the nine fights?"
The black-toothed man peeled off the crumbling drawing paper on the earth wall. On the drawing paper marked with the four red seal characters of Jiu Dou, he was a majestic Taoist priest.
The black-toothed man said: "There are many evils imprisoned in the Tianmu Taoyuan, but after the Tianmu's education, there will always be repentance, and the sins are not too serious, and they can even shepherd and live in peace. But there are always blood debts and nothing to do. The forgiving demon was sealed in the Tianyi Volcanic Vase, refined into pus and blood over time, and never passed life. Jiudou is the representative of it. He killed more than a million people, and even the heavenly mother refused to forgive him."
"What did he do?"
"There are tens of millions of incarnations of the Jiudou leader. As long as one escapes, he can't kill him. In the Song Dynasty more than 700 years ago, he was named Lin Lingsu, and he called himself a clever god. He confuses the emperor of the Song Dynasty and worships gods. Excessive levies and miscellaneous taxes have made the people miserable, and Zhao Song’s national strength is getting worse every day.
"Later, the heavenly mother came and drove him, and he also changed his name as Guo Jing, claiming to be able to lead the heavenly soldiers and generals to resist the aliens who invaded the north. The Song Dynasty emperor listened to his rhetoric and gave him a lot of gold and silver, and also made him a general. Wan Dajun was killed, he and his heavenly soldiers, Tian Jiang, fled, and the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed, and the two emperors were also captured. The history books called this history Jing Kang shame. Later Tian Mu captured Jiu Dou and sealed him in a bottle. It has long since turned into pus and blood."
"Is this all true?"
Luchka didn't believe it, thinking back to the majestic and majestic vision of the sea that day, he believed it in his heart.
The black-toothed man picked up the food tray on the table and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of black betel nuts. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand: "I have fulfilled my promise to tell all the secrets about the heavenly mother crossing the sea. Believe it or not, it’s yourself. The matter. If nothing else, I’m going to issue an eviction order."
"please wait a while."
Ruchka was a little uncomfortable: "Do you have a way to go to the Temple of Heavenly Mother?"
The black-toothed man narrowed his eyelids: "I know that the East India Company is a treasure coveting the Tianmu Taoist Temple."
"You have misunderstood." Luchka hurriedly defended: "My teacher Watson may have been captured by the giant squid named Yan Gong, even if it is only possible, I want to save him, if you There is a way to help me, and I am willing to pay handsomely."
The black-toothed man glanced at the cuttlefish drawing paper with its teeth and dancing claws in the middle of the dirt wall, and shook his head: "If it is really Gong Yan, your teacher will probably be dead."
"No, Teacher Saint Watson must be alive."
Ruchka's expression was very firm.
"Even if he is not dead, after listening to what I just said, do you think you have any hope of saving him? That is a real magic cave."
"I believe in teacher St. Watson, as long as Zhenzhen and I support him, he will be able to escape."
The man with black teeth disagrees.
Ruchka hesitated for a while and said: "If it is not possible, I can only ask Mr. Hastings for help. His arrogant ship may be able to explore the Temple of Heavenly Mother."
The black-toothed man pondered for a while before he said: "There has never been a fixed calendar and weather to follow the emergence of the Heavenly Mother Crossing the Sea, and moreover, there must be a vision of the sun and the moon, which can never be met."
"Is there no way except luck?"
"If you don't want to spend seven or eight years at sea... maybe you can go west of Borneo and try your luck."
Luchka's eyes lit up.
"Borneo?"
The black-toothed man took out a brand-new nautical chart, hooked it with a brush, and drew a few heading lines, and poked his finger upwards: "I have counted the places where the heavenly mother crossed the sea in the past 100 years. And the approximate range, these positions are the most frequent, but the danger of the Heavenly Mother crossing the sea is very high, you have to be mentally prepared for the entire army to be wiped out."
Ruchka frowned: "But I heard that as long as the firearm is not moved when the Heavenly Mother crosses the sea, there is generally no danger."
The black-toothed man didn't change his face: "It's true that a firearm will destroy the ship, and it may not be safe if it doesn't move. How can there be no danger when the demons gather in the Tianmu Taoyuan?"
Upon hearing the words, Luchka put away the chart and greeted the black-toothed man: "Thank you, on behalf of Mr. Hastings and the Holy Society, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you."
"Take people's money to help people eliminate disasters."
The black-toothed man responded with a smile.
After receiving information on the rescue of St. Watson, Luchka left without delay.
The black-toothed man watched Luchka disappear into the lush bushes, and finally couldn't help but let out a strange smile: "The little red-headed ghost also wants to covet the treasure of my heavenly mother? Borneo is lonely overseas, it's summer and autumn. Communication, the tide of black tea on the sea is rampant, and there is no way for anyone to be rescued. Take your Hastings to death!"
The black-toothed man laughed, as did the sailors and prostitutes in the boat. For a while, the boat was full of cheers from men and women.