Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 318 Xuan Turtle
After seeing Cao Wei walk out, the monks who established the foundation of the Xuan tribe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, they don't know what the temper of the spirit king of the Yunpeng clan is. If something offends them, they will be swallowed in one gulp, and there is no place to reason.

Facing a spirit king, the ancestors of their family would definitely not easily make enemies with him.

Yuan Chi thought more about it, and hurriedly followed it out, fearing that the reception was not good!
In the corridor of the upper cabin, Cao Wei rested his hands on the railing, closed his eyes and breathed.

There is some humidity in the sea breeze, and there is a little fishy and salty smell.

Then he opened his eyes, and saw that under the sky, there were blue water everywhere, boundless.

In fact, this scene is no different from the coastal land in southern Xinjiang, except that the ethnic group that dominates this place is not the human race.

Suddenly, where his spiritual thoughts passed, he found a turtle floating out of a sea more than a hundred miles away.

The body color of this turtle is red and black, with a beak and snake tail, and the diameter of the turtle shell is several feet long.

Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Cao Wei's eyes, he soared into the air, transformed in mid-air, and showed his true colors, turning into a golden-winged kun-headed bird with a length of more than ten feet and a wingspan of nearly thirty It is as wide as ten feet, and it rises up when it hits the water.

The gust of wind that spread its wings into the air set off huge waves.

Amidst the turbulent sea, even this giant ship of more than three hundred feet couldn't help but tilted to one side.

The crew members who were on the deck of the ship were unprepared and turned over immediately. Some of them were thrown out of the window and fell into the sea, being swept away without a trace by the turbulent water waves.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yuan Chi immediately squatted down, clutching the railing tightly with one hand, took out a piece of gold and jade from the magic weapon stored in the belt with difficulty, and crushed it.

At this time, a group of golden aura shields appeared around the hull, and the hull was stabilized just now.

Several foundation-building cultivators of the Suzu clan who were enjoying themselves indoors ran out panickedly holding magical artifacts, and shouted in panic, "Captain, is the sea monster attacking the ship?"

After many years overseas, they would not be so relaxed, but now that there is an extra spirit king on board, and there is no hostility, they relax a little bit.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that when there was no danger, these monks at the Jindan stage were actually the biggest danger.

"Hurry up and save the clansmen," Yuan Chi ordered.

After all, if the crew members suffered too much damage during a hunting trip, they would be held accountable by the clan, and the training supplies they would receive would be correspondingly reduced.

The Yunpeng transformed by Cao Wei spread its wings and was already five or six miles away in an instant.

A huge shadow quickly swept across the sea.

But in the short time of twenty breaths, it is already more than a hundred miles away.

The sharp and powerful claws like iron hooks grabbed the sea surface and easily clamped the turtle, no matter how the opponent struggled, it was useless.

I saw that Yunpeng spread its wings and hit the water and flew towards the huge ship. With the flapping of its wings, several blue light wind blades more than ten feet long whizzed out, and a golden light shield emerged around the hull. It shattered.

Cao Wei stepped on the back of the black turtle with one paw, bowing his head to peck.

However, Xuangui hastily begged for mercy: "Spirit King, please spare me. The younger one belongs to the Xianyi Xuangui clan, and his grandfather is Ye Fu, who also belongs to the Spirit King like his predecessors. I would like to exchange my property for my life. Fellow Daoist Yuan Chi, help me Say something!"

According to the practice among the various spiritual kingdoms in the Southern Wilderness, as a descendant of aristocrats, if they are captured by the other party during the war between the two countries, they can use their property to pay for their lives.

However, before he finished speaking, Cao Wei pecked suddenly, and then stepped on the head of the turtle with one claw, easily lifted the back of the turtle with one claw, tore and devoured its flesh and blood.

Just like that, Yuan Chi watched helplessly as this old acquaintance was mostly eaten, leaving only the head, tail, limbs, and some minced meat inside the turtle shell.

After eating, Cao Wei turned his head to look at the hesitant Yuan Chi, and asked, "Do you know it?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chi shook his head again and again: "I don't know!"

"Then clean the turtle shell for me!"

After saying that, Cao Wei shrank in size and turned into the human figure with starry eyes and leopard eyes, then turned around and flew back to the upper cabin to rest.

Yuan Chi hastily took out a boning knife and cleaned up the remains of the Xuan turtle.

It cut off the head and tail of the turtle, cut off the limbs, and finally scraped the flesh and blood attached to the turtle shell, and then sighed: "You are so unfortunate, fellow Daoist Ye."

As soon as it finished speaking, it used a knife to tie up a piece of fist-sized minced meat and started to eat it.

After chewing for a few times, suddenly the eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Ye Daoyou, you are quite delicious."

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Hun tribe also surrounded them, each grabbed some minced meat and ate it.

After eating, one of the clansmen asked worriedly: "Captain, King Ye Ling is Ye Fan's grandfather, is it okay?"

Hearing this, Yuan Chi grabbed another small piece of minced meat and stuffed it into the opponent's mouth, and scolded: "What's the use of talking about it now, you have eaten the meat, and if King Ye Ling wants to be held accountable, I can't avoid being implicated."

After all, it sped up its movements, cleaned up the tortoise, and put it into the storage bag that came with the tortoise.

As for the things inside, it dared not move an inch.

After finishing this matter, Yuan Chi jumped up, trotted to the door of a superior room, and knocked a few times very politely.

"King Yunling, my little one has already disposed of the turtle's corpse."

As soon as the words fell, the door slowly opened by itself.

Yuan Chi walked in, looked at Cao Wei sitting cross-legged on the ground, and quickly handed over the storage bag.

After Cao Wei stretched out his hand to take it, he put the storage bag into the storage magic weapon.

"King Yun Ling, Ye Fan is the direct descendant of King Ye Ling, if you want to sell these materials, be careful!" Yuan Chi said in a low voice.

"How is this fellow Daoist Ye?" Cao Wei asked unhurriedly.

"I heard it's the early stage of the Spirit King, maybe it's already in the middle stage. The young one is just a foundation cultivator, so I don't know much about it!" Yuan Chi said slowly.

"What should I be? It can't do anything to me, so what if it eats a junior?" Cao Wei said casually.

As soon as the words were said, the other party pushed the golden mountain down like a jade pillar and knelt down, touched his head to the ground, and begged for mercy:

"Spirit King, please forgive me. I'll wait for a few Foundation Establishment cultivators to eat each other's flesh. We will kill all the other crew members on the ship later. We will definitely not reveal the slightest bit of news."

"Go down." Cao Wei said calmly.

"The little one resigns!" Yuan Chi was overjoyed and kowtowed several times.

After saying that, it rolled and crawled to the outside.

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Half a month later, the Yuan family's [-]-foot-long hunting boat slowly approached Liji Harbor.

The harbor here is located near the mouth of the Liji River in the mountains. It is a natural deep-water port with many sails.

Now hundreds of hunting ships returning from the distant seas have been docked, as well as merchant ships or slave hunting ships traveling to and from the offshore routes.

As soon as the hunting boat that Cao Wei was on landed, more than a dozen foundation-builder monks of the Suzu tribe in black armor jumped onto the bow.

One of the gray-haired monks was the first to speak, and shouted loudly: "Yuan Chi, how did you achieve this trip? How about you, why don't you come out to meet the old man?"

As soon as the words were said, Cao Wei's figure appeared on the edge of the corridor of the upper cabin, overlooking the other party condescendingly, while Yuan Chi and several other foundation-building monks of the Suzu tribe stood behind him, lined up on the left and right.

In addition, there were no other crew members in the refining period on this ship, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

And this gray-haired old man suddenly felt the strong demonic aura emanating from Cao Wei's body.

Its expression changed suddenly, and it hastily clenched its right hand and put it on its heart, bent down and saluted, "Younger Yaoshan Yuanjia Yuanmao pays homage to King Ling, do you know senior Gao's name?"

"Yunpeng clan, Yunfeng." Cao Wei said unhurriedly.

After saying that, he floated down and walked towards the many foundation-building monks present.

I saw that these people of the Hun tribe retreated to the left and right one after another, revealing an aisle.

"This seat has never been to the mountain area before, Yuan Chi, you will lead the way for this seat." Cao Wei said slowly.

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Chi quickly responded, walking quickly, half bowed and leading the way.

After walking down the ship ladder, Cao Wei casually glanced at the harbor here.

I saw that most of the buildings here are piled up with huge stones one by one, and there are dozens of unloading passages and different areas.

There are many low-level Qi-refining monks with animal heads and human bodies coming and going here, but more are half-chested mortals, and there are six-legged beasts covered in scales, called six-legged scale beasts.

The mortal carried wooden barrels from the boat and took some frozen fish catches off the boat, or other goods, stacked them on the cart, and then drove the six-scaled beasts to pull them away.

And in front of it was a stone road several tens of feet wide. A long line of six-legged scale beasts lined up, walking forward in silence, occasionally roaring a few times.

I saw that the road stretched straight ahead, and at the end of the road, the outline of a city could be vaguely seen.

Of course, if these goods are stored and transported in storage bags, it will naturally be much more convenient.

However, the low-level storage bag space is not too large, and the daily cargo throughput of the port is huge.

If low-level monks are asked to do these miscellaneous tasks, it is naturally possible, but more or less some spiritual stones or spiritual flesh will be required.

But if it was replaced by these mortal slaves and six-legged beasts, the cost would be almost nothing except for some food.

But if it is the spirit flesh that contains aura, the value will be different.

The crew members in the gas refining period took these things out of the black ice circle on the ship, and after estimating their value, they usually put them into storage bags one by one, and then handed them over to the ship.

And these crew members can only get less than [-]% of the profits.

As for how much, it's all up to the master.

However, it is usually not too harsh and outrageous. After all, every time they go to sea, the crew is fighting for their lives!Without enough benefits, it is difficult for these monks to work hard!

Cao Wei looked at the scene here, although it was completely different from that in southern Xinjiang, but in fact, there was no change in essence, and it was still exploited layer by layer.

But in it, he frowned slightly, and with a thought, a faint blue-gold aura appeared around him, blocking all kinds of smells in the air.

After all, the piles of dark green feces excreted by the six-legged scale beasts were piled up on the road like this, and they were scattered everywhere during the trampling.

And in the salty sea breeze, this smell, the lingering fishy smell, and the bitter sweaty smell, mixed together into an indescribable smell, which is really refreshing!

Yuan Chi, who was on the side, saw Cao Wei offering his aura shield, and smiled obsequiously:
"King Yunfeng Ling, this lowly place is not from nobles like you, please follow me into the city. My Yuan family has several mansions in the city for us to settle in."

Hearing this, Cao Wei nodded his head lightly, and then the demon force wrapped him up and flew into the air.

As soon as it flew into the air, many beast heads or monks who had not transformed themselves immediately stood in place and saluted. As for the mortal slaves, they knelt down on the ground, not daring to look up.

All of a sudden, the originally noisy port suddenly calmed down.

It wasn't until the two figures in the sky disappeared that it returned to its original state.

Cao Wei fled like the wind, but after a while, he came hundreds of miles away. Looking at the huge dark red and black city wall, he knew that it was left after being soaked in blood.

"King Yunfengling, this city is called Shaking Mountain City."

Yuan Chi knew that Cao Wei had practiced overseas before and had never been here, so he introduced him.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei laughed and said: "Yaoshan, it seems that your Yuan family is still a big family!"

"Ling Wang was joking." Yuan Chi responded cautiously.

Just between the words of the two sides, a gray light came galloping from a distance, and stopped a hundred feet away from Cao Wei. From it appeared a burly middle-aged man in black armor, swinging a sword behind him. Thick gray hair tail.

"This seat, Yuan Du, fellow Taoist looks very strange!"

On the other hand, Yuan Chi hurriedly saluted and said, "My respects to the ancestor, this is the Yunfengling King of the Yunpeng Clan."

It's just that the two sides didn't pay attention to it, and looked at each other, and the divine thoughts bursting out of their bodies clashed back and forth several times, and they were evenly matched for a while.

"I do know a few fellow daoists of the Yunpeng clan, Yun Heng, Yun Gang, and Xiaoyu. I don't know if fellow daoists Yunfeng also recognize them?" Yuan Du laughed loudly.

Hearing this, Cao Wei said in a calm tone: "I don't know, I am practicing overseas alone, and I rarely walk around with my fellow clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed Yuan Chi's neck and blocked him in front of him.

Before the other party could react, it had exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

In the blood mist all over the sky, Cao Wei stretched out one hand, and his five fingers turned into three sharp claws, clamping a black iron rod.

Accompanied by the clanging sound of metal and stone colliding, the sharp claws and the body of the stick rubbed sparks.

After Yuan Du withdrew the black iron stick, he swung the stick again and again, chopping and sweeping. Cao Wei's armguards appeared on Cao Wei's forearm, blocking all the opponent's attacks.

Then, wings sprouted from under the ribs on the back and flew up.

That Yuan Du laughed wildly, and chased after him.

For a moment, the two auras collided with each other in the air, and sometimes separated.

(End of this chapter)