Chapter 127 Orca Group

(I still feel a little uncomfortable and dizzy. It’s still the second update. Sorry!)

Xie Que jumped up and boarded the boat easily.

His blood and energy rose, and his clothes were quickly dried.

The thickness of this Qi and blood made all the warriors present feel awe-inspiring.

They couldn't help but immediately abandon their doubts.

Only a person with such terrifying power can kill all the monsters underwater in a matter of seconds.

However, at this time, everyone on the ship was slightly silent. It was Master Lu who was slightly familiar with Xie Que who spoke first: "Deacon Xie, this..."

Xie Que just waved his hand and spent what he had just gained: "They are all unworthy beasts. Master Lu, you can kill quite a few if you go down there."

The head of the Lu Pavilion had just fought against the shark who ran onto the boat, and he knew how difficult it was.

He couldn't help but reveal a wry smile: "I had known that, Deacon Xie, you had already worshiped...the Taoist priest, but the etiquette of our boat gang seems a bit inconsiderate."

Entering the Tao is a relatively euphemistic way of saying worshiping gods.

After all, the former relies entirely on oneself, while the latter is a bit tricky.

Although they can be in the same four realms, in the eyes of real people who have broken through the four realms by practicing Taoism and righteousness, worshipers of gods are somewhat unpopular.

Therefore, although the masters under King Yan who Xie Que killed had entered the four realms by worshiping gods, their names were still called Dao Zhenren.

Even Huang Guzhen, whom Brother Jie invited from Heguang Guan this time, made a breakthrough by worshiping gods.

However, no one exposed it and just said that he was a real person who had entered Taoism.

Xie Que neither admitted nor denied it, but simply said: "Since I came here this time, I am adhering to the name of the Demon Suppressing Division, and I am here to solve the problem for the Ship Gang. There is no need to talk about being polite or not."

"Haha, Deacon Xie is really a hero in his youth!" Brother Jie clapped his hands, "If it weren't for Deacon Xie..."

Speaking of this, Brother Jie noticed that Huang Guzhen's expression was not very good at this time.

Although Huang Guzhen could not solve all the troubles at once like Xie Que.

But after all, it was a great effort. Brother Jie changed the subject and said: "I'm afraid I have to trouble Mr. Huang to take action again, hahaha..."

"I didn't expect that in this small temple of our boat gang, there would be two real people here today."

Huang Guzhen's complexion became much better.

He is not very old, but after entering the third realm, he chose to worship gods to break through quickly, which made his realm strength seem a bit frivolous.

At this time, even the masters on the other two sand ships jumped more than ten meters to the ship where Xie Que was.

They began to surround Xie Que and kept saying complimentary words, as if they were trying to make up for their previous courtesy.

Xie Que kept saying "hmm" and showed no interest in what they were saying.

In the end, Brother Jie sighed: "Thank you, Deacon. I am afraid that I have nothing to repay you for removing gold, silver and aquatic products from the world."

"I also know that you are an expert in Taoism, and you are not interested in these common things."

He raised his head and clasped his fists in his hands: "Next year! I will unite the boat gang and work together to repair a golden statue of Bodhisattva for your sect. This can be regarded as repaying Deacon Xie for his great kindness!"

Xie Que's heart trembled. He wanted to refuse, saying that he still liked those vulgar things.

But at this time, facing the people around him who were blowing themselves up to the sky, it was a little difficult to speak.

But fortunately, Brother Jie said again: "If there is anything our boat gang can do to help Deacon Xie, we will do our best to satisfy him!"

Xie Que thought about it, coughed and said, "Brother Jie, the technique I practice is a bit special."

"If you need something to replenish your energy and blood, just ordinary meat will suffice. Is there something the boat gang can supply in large quantities?"

Brother Jie recalled the vaguely terrifying energy and blood on Xie Que's body and didn't think much about it.

After all, he has never come into contact with people above the Tao, so he doesn't know that the energy and blood power will be abandoned after reaching the fourth realm.

He nodded: "Of course there is, but if you want to supply it in large quantities..."

Brother Jie waved and called a young warrior: "Aqing, how many new year's goods have been saved in Nangang this year?"

He added: "If you want to replenish qi and blood through meals... you only need to say Xingban."

Ah Qing replied without thinking: "There are three thousand white sand spots, more than 1,600 red plum spots, and more than 300 hibiscus spots left..."

"But Brother Jie, those goods are specially supplied to Prince Yan's Mansion and Jinmen City..."

Brother Jie quickly interrupted him: "Except for the seven houses of Prince Yan's Mansion, Zhenmo Si, Prefect's Mansion, and He Guangguan, the others will be replaced with inferior goods."

"After counting the good things that have been saved, send them to Deacon Xie."

Ah Qing hesitated to speak, but since he was the boss of the boat gang in front of him, he couldn't say much, so he just nodded.

Xie Que had also eaten fish like star spot before, and it was pretty good at replenishing Qi and blood.

The effect is second only to the black-backed viper, but the price is really expensive, and it is usually supplied to dignitaries in the Jinmen area.

Even if Xie Que traveled all over the dock, it was extremely difficult to buy.

Xie Que has entered the realm of Martial Saint, although the energy and blood that can be replenished by this kind of ordinary meat is no different than before.

But for its total amount, it is very small.

However, the quantity is huge, and if you can have it every day, the long-term accumulation will be quite impressive.

At this moment, the three-level literary cultivator who had practiced Tuxing Taoism hurriedly ran up the splint.

"Brother Jie, the hole in the bottom of the Flying Fish is too big. My clay will be washed away by the current in a moment. I'm afraid it won't be repaired."

Brother Jie couldn't help but change his expression, and in the blink of an eye, several warriors ran up to the splint in the same breath.

The same goes for reporting.

The bottoms of the three ships were almost completely destroyed by the sharks, and seawater was gradually pouring into them.

Even if the warriors exhausted the prepared fillings, it was of no avail.

With a serious look on his face, he asked Na Wenxiu: "If you keep casting spells to fill it up, can you last until you get ashore?"

Wen Xiu just smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Jie, I am only in the third level. I'm afraid you think too highly of me. With my magic power, even if it is exhausted, I can only last three to five miles of waterway."

Brother Jie hesitated for a while, and said apologetically to the masters present: "Everyone, I'm afraid this boat is going to sink. Although it's not amazing for my boat to help my disciples swim dozens of miles, I'm afraid it's going to hurt you all." .”

Several martial arts masters waved their hands, indicating that they would not be in the way.

Huang Guzhen's face looked a little gloomy.

He has been meditating and chanting sutras since he was a few years old, and he has just made a breakthrough now.

He can neither fly nor swim.

Brother Jie clasped his fists and looked at Master Huang Gu: "Master, you don't have to worry about not being decent enough. The warriors of our boat gang know how to walk in the sea, and I guarantee that not a drop of water will get on Master's clothes."

As he said that, a few mature warriors took out a slightly luxurious wooden sedan from the cabin.

This sedan is built on a large amount of driftwood, and the front is like a carriage, which requires human power to pull.

Xie Que took a look and couldn't help but be stunned.

He really is a coachman on the sea...

When Huang Guzhen saw this, his face looked much better.

Xie Que also nodded secretly, Brother Jie is worthy of being the boss of this gang.

He can both behave and speak.

The embarrassing situation of Mr. Huang Guzhen being incompetent was covered up by the words of honor or not.

It also shows that his status is noble and he cannot swim back to the shore like these boat gang members.

After a moment, the sand ship began to sink at a perceptible speed.

Many disciples have already wandered away in groups. Although the waterway of thirty to fifty miles is difficult, it is just like that for warriors.

For these boat gang disciples who have been hanging out in rivers and lakes for a long time, it is as easy as eating and drinking.

After seeing Master Huang Gu leave surrounded by four innate warriors and a boat gang master, Brother Jie couldn't help but sigh.

Some reluctantly caressed the side of the ship.

He murmured: "With some repairs and repairs, it can still be used for decades."

Xie Que was a little curious: "Brother Jie, this boat is so huge, I'm afraid it will be difficult to lift it up after it sinks into the water."

Brother Jie smiled and said, "Deacon Xie doesn't know something. Our boat gang has been working in the open sea for many years, so we have some connections."

As he spoke, he actually took out a whistle from his waist and blew it.

The sharp sound caused many people around to cover their ears.

Xie Que couldn't help but feel moved when he heard this sound. It seemed a bit like the cry of an orca.

But it has no frequency at all, making it impossible to read any meaning, just like shouting randomly.

Brother Jie showed a mysterious smile: "Please thank the deacon for waiting a moment."

Xie Duan nodded and looked towards the sea level.

He began to think carefully about what he had just learned.

For example, the memories of the sharks I met in Wuding River were chaotic.

He has had such messy memories before, and the owners of the memories are usually people who worship gods or have faith.

This time he learned the lesson.

Several young-looking shark corpses were left behind, and the memories were read.

As expected, although the memories in their minds were somewhat scattered, they were much more complete.

The dispersion may be due to the fact that the Shark people are still uncivilized and have not received education.

But in terms of integrity, they are still lacking in piety due to their youth.

There is very little memory content about God.

Xie Que obtained the location of the residence of these sharks, which is the so-called deep abyss.

In this shark's memory, Xie Que got more clues about Dagon.

Among the sharks, his god's name is not "Old Immortal of the Ghost Sea", but "Guardian".

In their understanding, the guardian does not mean to protect the sharks or the sea.

But to protect a greater being.

In the deep abyss, there are several huge statues of Dagon. Their figures look like they are praying, kneeling and supplicating.

The directions are all towards the bottom of the abyss.

Xie Que began to become curious. Such a creature was already a great creature that could be called an "immortal".

Moreover, there is a race as its believer, who is actually the guardian of a great existence.

How great can such an existence be?

Could it be that this is the "Dragon King of Ten Thousand Blessings and Longevity" worshiped by their ancestors as Ah Shui said?

Just as Xie Que was thinking about it, several dark afterimages as dark as lightning flashed across the sea level in the distance.

There was a hint of surprise in Xie Que's eyes.

That's the back of an orca, which is where the name "orca" comes from.

A series of familiar but unfamiliar squeaking sounds sounded, and dozens of huge orcas arrived at the sand ship in the blink of an eye.