Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 810 Dismantling
"Fellow Daoist, are you saying that I am not afraid of death?"

"In other words, it is more appropriate to be calm and fearless."

The cultivator surnamed Mu laughed, then cupped his hands, "Since I have become a Nascent Soul cultivator, naturally I can't mess up like these little Golden Core cultivators.

Isn't fellow daoist also calm and composed? "

After speaking, he waved his hand, said goodbye and left.

It seems that this person has the means to ensure his safety.

After all, they are Nascent Soul cultivators, how many of them have no backup?

Looking at the panic-stricken crowd, Wei Zi seemed to form a bold plan in his heart. Perhaps, if this matter is completed, the sharp sword hanging over the head of the Lord of Lingsha can be resolved once and for all.

There was another shaking, and the flying boat slowly left the sea and rose into the air.

Perhaps, everyone still has the desire to survive. Although the monk surnamed Mu has already said that when the sea beast tide begins, almost without exception, everyone will be buried here, but even if they know this, everyone still wants to struggle .

The flying boat was pulled higher and higher, and the large array of guards on the flying boat was opened again and again.

In addition to the Nascent Soul cultivator who was on the boat, the Nascent Soul cultivators who were on the boat were also invited to a place.

Being mobilized, join the ranks of escorting the flying boat.

Cultivator Nascent Soul, compared to the other monks on board, naturally has a bit of self-protection power, and there are a few more, obviously with a plan in mind.

They don't care about the once-in-a-thousand-year tide of sea beasts.

Therefore, they rejected the invitation of the ship owner at that time. For them, joining the ranks of protecting the flying boat is doing useless work and wasting their own spiritual power to protect others.

However, the seemingly confident monk surnamed Mu behaved very low-key, and joined the ranks of guarding the flying boat very simply.

He didn't appear to be very aloof and disdain to be with everyone.

Wei Zi didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he had made up his mind to fish with everyone on the flying boat first.

I also want to see what this monk surnamed Mu is up to.

However, she soon knew the other party's purpose.

Because those nascent soul monks who refused to guard the flying boat were immediately refunded by the boat owner and kicked off the boat.

On this vast sea, there are sea beast tides that could kill people at any time. Without the protection of the flying boat, it is obviously more difficult to get out of the body.

If there is a flying boat to protect him, at the very least, he can paddle more on the flying boat and use the power of the flying boat to keep him safe for a while.

Those who did not refuse the invitation of the ship owner were extremely fortunate, at least, there were so many people who were advancing and retreating with him.

As a body repairer, Wei Zi was assigned to the ship on the right side, and together with a dozen other Nascent Soul cultivators, cleaned up the sea beasts that might bump into them.

In the same group as her, there is a monk named Mu.

There are also Nascent Soul monks who are responsible for operating the formation, letting the human monks enter and exit the flying boat, and blocking the attacking sea beasts from the formation.

In fact, this task is much safer than being a physical trainer and facing the attack of sea beasts.

The master of the flying boat is even more nepotistic and arranges most of his own people in such positions to ensure his own strength.

Even though the other Nascent Soul cultivators were dissatisfied, the formation was in the hands of others. Although the number of passengers in their group was far greater than that of the other, they each had their own ideas, and no one wanted to be the leader. There was a dispute with the owner of the ship.

Besides, although the ship owner had selfish intentions, he didn't dare to offend this group of Nascent Soul cultivators too much. He swore he would never abandon any Nascent Soul cultivator present, so he calmed everyone down.

Reluctantly accepted his arrangement.
Perhaps because of the conversation on the deck before, the two were a little more familiar than the others, and they were assigned to the same position. Therefore, the monk surnamed Mu took the initiative to talk to Wei Zi.

"It's still a few hours before the sea beast tide officially breaks out. Why don't fellow Taoists and I have a drink or two? One must enjoy life to the fullest. Maybe this will be our last chance to drink safely."

Looking at his unrestrained and casual appearance, Wei Zi wondered if he really thought so.

"Alright, at this moment, no matter how tight it is, it's useless, it's better to relax."

The two really hit it off like that, and at this moment of panic, they set up wine.

There is a kind of chicness that puts life and death above all else.

Of course, more people think that these two people are just grandstanding.

However, the more Wei Zi and the monk surnamed Mu chatted, the more depressed they became. The other party seemed to be very familiar with her, and there was no sense of strangeness and vigilance when they first met.

And her appearance and clothing at this time, and even the fluctuation of her breath are completely new, and even she herself can't find a trace of the original.

So, how did monk surnamed Mu recognize himself?
Or is it that his method of concealment has reached the point where anyone can recognize it?
As if seeing her doubts, the cultivator surnamed Mu looked up at the sky. At this time, the sun was slanting to the west, and the sea under the flying boat was full of sea beasts leaping past. There were many of them. Fly above the sea.

Moreover, there is a tendency to fly higher and higher.

In order to avoid these sea beasts, the flying boat kept pulling up and down again and again.

It seems that the tide of sea beasts has already begun.

The monk surnamed Mu smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist has kept his identity so tightly hidden until now. It seems that he is completely sure of escaping the tide of sea beasts."

Wei Zi put down the wine glass, and didn't answer his words directly, and he didn't feel the embarrassment and fear of being exposed. Instead, he felt relieved that he had confirmed his guess.

"Isn't Fellow Daoist Mu the same? It's just that I still have a doubt. I don't know if Fellow Daoist Mu is willing to explain it to me?"

"Fellow Daoist, how did you recognize you?"

Wei Zi didn't speak, just looked at each other with a smile, and there was an unquestionable persistence in his eyes.

The monk surnamed Mu picked up the wine and drank another cup, "It's just that I have a special nose. The yang energy in the blood of Fellow Daoist is gushing out like the scorching sun, almost burning my nose to the point of losing its function. Therefore, as long as there is no change in the blood in the fellow daoist, there is no way to escape from my nose."

I glanced at Wei Zi, and saw that she was not furious, but rather strange.

"Dao is friendly and self-restraining, and is not angry when someone exposes his identity?"

"Knowing that others will be angry, fellow Daoist Mu, you should keep your mouth shut and pretend you don't know anything."

Cultivator surnamed Mu: ...

"Of course I'm not a troublesome person. It's just that I have a little understanding of fellow daoists. Fellow daoists are different from others and are not bloodthirsty. Otherwise, I wouldn't tell you frankly. Fellow daoist, do you want to join hands with me? If there is a fellow daoist to help, it will be even greater for me to escape from this sea beast tide."

(End of this chapter)