Chapter 199 The Abandoned Immortal Sword
Chapter 199 The Abandoned Immortal Sword
The ferryman has killed countless monks, so many people have developed a traumatic impression of the ferry.
As soon as Tian Lin Shi released the ferry, he immediately attracted a lot of people's attention.
Rong Gongsheng bravely asked the newly recruited sword slave to row the boat closer, and bowed beside Tian Lin and said, "Fellow Daoist Tian, where did you get this boat?"
Tian Lin smiled and said, "It's also luck. Last time I met a Jindan cultivator who killed the ferryman. This boat and this bamboo pole became my trophies."
No one believed him, and everyone thought Tian Lin had concealed his strength. And the ferry must have been taken from the ferryman after Tian Lin killed him.
Everyone knew that Tian Lin was lying, but no one dared to expose him.
Rong Gongfeng bravely asked Tian Lin: "I wonder what is so special about this boat and this bamboo pole?"
Tian Lin said: "I'm still a little unsure about this matter. I'll probably be able to figure it out when we get to the defense line."
They are guarding the eastern sea area today, which is far less populated than the wandering souls in the south.
Because of this, everyone felt more relaxed.
Not long after, a group of people saw Mei Xiangu's big ship anchored on the sea.
A group of people rowed closer, abandoned their boats and boarded a ship full of flags.
Only Tian Lin took the ferry and let Yu'er and Cui'er go to the boat with the flag alone.
On the big boat where Mei Xiangu was, she and her servant glanced at Tian Lin.
Mei Xiangu remembered that Zhaixingzi had also sailed out to sea on this boat. When she looked at Tian Lin again, she could not help but snorted coldly.
She didn't hate everyone in the house, she just stood at the bow and looked down at everyone and said:
"My Shuiyun Sect's Jindan cultivators have already found out that the wandering souls in the entire Chenxian Pond are not endless. For every wandering soul you kill, there will be one less. For every night wandering god you kill, there will be one less.
So put away your thoughts of wanting to escape, and focus on killing more wandering evil spirits. Who knows, in the end, with the soul-gathering beads you have saved, you can get things from my Shuiyun Sect that you can't buy with spirit stones."
After hearing what Fairy Mei said, many people turned their eyes to Tian Lin.
One third of the soul-gathering beads they earned in the past two days were taken away by Tian Lin.
However, when they remembered that the wandering souls in Chenxiantang were not endless, they began to look forward to the future again, and everyone became excited.
Over there, Fairy Mei took down the big flag, and wandering souls gradually floated out of the fog.
During this period of time, the foundation-building monks were already used to killing evil spirits. So when they saw the densely packed wandering souls, no one panicked.
Tian Lin was standing on the bow of the ferry at this time, pushing the bamboo pole into the sea, and the boat instantly moved forward a distance of ten feet.
He imitated Zhai Xingzi and said to the wandering souls, "Everyone, would you like to take a boat?"
Those wandering souls have neither wisdom nor money, so why would they care about Tian Lin?
On the contrary, because of the ferry, these wandering souls did not attack Tian Lin.
At this time, Tian Lin felt that the bamboo pole became heavy, and a force from the ferry boat surged from the soles of his feet into his whole body.
In an instant, through the connection of the waist badge, he formed a connection with the ferry under his feet and the bamboo pole in his hand, and the whole person, the boat and the bamboo pole seemed to become one.
With a "swish" sound, Tian Lin poked the wandering soul in front of him with the bamboo pole.
Those wandering souls had no resistance at all and were frightened to death by Tian Lin's bamboo pole.
This scene surprised not only other people, but even Tian Lin himself was shocked.
The angle and strength of the poke he had just made were extremely precise, as if his technique had reached pinpoint perfection and a light stick could unleash the power to split the sky and the earth.
Not only is it impossible to see the flaws, but it also makes it impossible to avoid them.
"What kind of magical power is this?"
Although it was Tian Lin who committed the murder and did it, Tian Lin himself found it absurd.
He only knew that when he lifted the bamboo pole, his true energy and spiritual consciousness would be sucked away by the pole.
Once you poke the bamboo pole out, it will burst out with irresistible force.
"Fellow Daoist Tian has become a ferryman?"
"Isn't the ferryman an evil spirit?"
These people saw Tian Lin riding the ferry along the way, but they never thought that Tian Lin would be a ferryman.
Only Mei Xiangu on the big ship remained calm. She frowned and scolded, "That's enough. Just do your own things. Do you think there are too few wandering souls and not enough for you to kill?"
Everyone was startled and started collecting the remaining souls on their own.
This time, Tian Lin intended to use the power of the ferry. He did not stay at the defense line, but rowed the boat towards the distant sea.
He discovered that after becoming a ferryman, neither the wandering souls nor the night gods on the sea would attack him.
From this he harvested almost all the way, rowing towards the center of the distant sea.
After this killing spree, the soul-gathering bead in Tian Lin's storage bag had completely shrunk to the size of an egg, and he was emitting cold air all over.
Not only that, the wooden badge around Tian Lin's waist looked vaguely like the badge worn by Zhaixingzi, with a red border on the outline.
"This wooden sign can devour each other, or kill evil spirits or other creatures to grow. I just don't know what it will look like when the wooden sign turns completely red?"
As far as Tian Lin knew, the wooden sign he was hanging now could easily kill an ordinary night wandering soul by relying on his identity as a ferryman.
As for encountering a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, Tian Lin also has a certain combat capability.
If the wooden sign completely turns red, Tian Lin guessed that even if he encountered a Jindan strongman, he might not be without the ability to kill him. However, if he wanted the wooden sign to turn completely red, he didn't know how many evil spirits he would have to kill.
This difficulty is not easier than practicing normally to reach the Golden Core level.
"The ferry doesn't seem to be going at the right speed."
About an hour later, Tian Lin couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him.
Because of the thick fog over Chenxian Pond, even for a cultivator who was in the foundation-building stage, it was difficult to use his spiritual sense to see the scene within a radius of two meters.
Although Tian Lin's spiritual awareness is not bad, he still can't see too far.
He flew up on the ferry and had already passed the thick fog over Chenxiantang.
But even after leaving the fog, he still couldn't see Pingyang City under the vast night sky.
"Is it because of the fog?"
Tian Lin used the bamboo pole to push the boat gently again, and the fog around him quickly retreated.
If he hadn't observed carefully, he wouldn't have noticed that he was paddling a long distance each time.
After all, the scenery on Chenxiantang is consistent, and it is difficult to detect that it is moving without careful observation.
"This is already the southernmost part of Chenxiantang, almost bordering the ordinary sea area. The fog drifted in from the ordinary sea area, but this extreme southern part, on the contrary, has no wandering souls."
"Perhaps, as Mei Xiangu said, the number of wandering souls in Chenxiantang is limited. As long as we kill all the wandering souls in Chenxiantang, no more wandering souls will appear in the endless sea to the south."
Tian Lin had already decided to retreat at this time. He turned the boat around and started to return, but after just a few breaths, a bamboo raft appeared in the fog in the distance.
Tian Lin looked at the bamboo raft and bowed to the girl and the old man on it.
He recognized the blind girl with her eyes tied with cloth, and he also recognized the old man rowing the bamboo raft.
The blind girl was fine, but the old man rowing the bamboo raft looked at the ferry boat under Tian Lin's feet with some surprise and curiosity.
But neither of them spoke, but looked at the sea under the bamboo raft.
Tian Lin's mind moved, and he also looked towards the sea.
I saw an undercurrent surging in the sea. Soon a sword light flew out from under the sea surface and cut off half of the current in an instant.
As the waves exploded, Tian Lin finally saw the naked Jian Jue flying out from under the sea.
When he turned over and landed on the bamboo raft, he had already changed into a clean set of clothes.
He was not in a hurry to look at Tian Lin, but turned his back to Tian Lin and said to the old man rowing the boat: "It is worthy of the sword energy of the immortal sword. I can't compare with it after all."
Upon hearing this, the old man hurriedly asked Jian Jue, "Sir, have you found the Immortal Sword?"
"After being busy for half a month, I seem to have a goal."
Jian Jue suddenly turned his head and looked at Tian Lin in the distance and asked, "Have we met before?"
Tian Lin bowed his hands and said, "I have never met you before."
Jian Jue said: "We have never met before, but it's not like we haven't seen each other before. You changed your appearance last time, but unfortunately you can deceive me, but you can't deceive my sword heart."
Tian Lin didn't know what the so-called Kenshin was, but he knew that his disguise had indeed been exposed, so he didn't deny it.
"Master Jian Jue still wants to kill me?"
After Tian Lin asked this question, he clenched the bamboo pole in his hand.
As if sensing Tian Lin's fighting spirit, the blindfolded woman beside Jian Jue also reached for the sword at her waist.
When Tian Lin and the blindfolded woman were on the verge of a fight, Jian Jue smiled:
"I wanted to kill you to earn spiritual stones. Now that the Tong family's Ninth Aunt has been taken away, I won't be able to earn spiritual stones if I kill you."
Tian Lin did not lower his guard when he heard this, but just said, "Since Master Jian Jue is a disciple of the Sword Sect, how could he be short of spirit stones?"
"I only have one slave, one maid, one sword and one person. How can I not be short of spirit stones? Fortunately, in the past half month, I have picked up several treasures at the bottom of the sea in Chenxian Pond, so I am not short of spirit stones for the time being."
After he said this, he turned around and said to the old man rowing the boat, "Let's go home and take a look at the Northern Wilderness."
The old man didn't ask any more questions, turned the raft around and was about to leave.
On the bamboo raft, the blinded woman asked Jian Jue, "Sir, do you not want the magic sword?"
“Although the Immortal Sword is good, it is not in line with my swordsmanship; besides, why would I pick up a sword that the Nine-Life Immortal doesn’t like?
It is better to look somewhere else. I want to find the best sword in the world that suits me."
The master and servant left as soon as they said they would, without staying for a moment.
Looking at the backs of the master and his servants, Tian Lin was speechless for a moment.
Jian Jue seemed to be a bit aloof and arrogant, and he didn't even take the immortal sword seriously.
Tian Lin didn't know whether this was just Jian Jue's personality or if all the disciples of the Sword Sect had this personality.
He quickly thought of what Jian Jue said, that the immortal sword under Chenxian Pond was not valued by Immortal Jiuming.
According to this statement, True Man Jiu Ming once obtained the magic sword, but did not take it away?
So, did True Man Jiu Ming find the immortal sword? What about the Nascent Soul masters from other immortal sects?
(End of this chapter)