After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

"Why do you keep looking at Wei Zhiming?" Yuan Yulang asked.

Wei Zhiming, who had been immersed in eating, heard this and immediately looked up at Tang Ling.

"Look at the bangs I fixed for him." Tang Ling reacted quickly and said, "Not bad, right?"

Two days ago, Tang Ling couldn't bear it anymore, so she fixed Wei Zhiming's bangs.

In fact, her craftsmanship is average, she just trimmed her bangs that looked like a dog nibbling.

In fact, although Wei Zhiming looks ordinary, his eyes are very much like those of the Fifth Miss back then. They are very clear, and he must look good when he smiles.

It's a pity that he doesn't like to laugh.

No, I've never laughed.

"Ever since Zhenchao Pass, you look at Wei Zhiming like an elder looking at a junior." Yuan Yulang joked, "Those who don't know would think you have recognized relatives in that prison city."

"I can't stop your mouth if I eat your food." Tang Ling picked up a chopstick of chicken drumsticks and stuffed them into Yuan Yulang's mouth.

I felt ashamed in my heart.

To be honest, since I experienced such a long memory recall in the city, it is impossible not to be affected.

Just like what Yuan Yulang said, because the memory was from the perspective of being of the same generation as Nangong Xun at that time, looking at Wei Zhiming now, I always feel like I am looking at my own younger generation.

But the reality is that her current body is four years younger than Wei Zhiming.

You have to pay more attention in the future.

After finishing the meal, put the remaining food in the storage bag given by Song Nan to keep it fresh.

The mist spread, and the air suddenly became bitingly cold. Tang Ling closed the window, and Yuan Yulang placed a layer of cold-proof magic circle outside the rooms of several people, which at the same time blocked the outside world from prying inside.

During the half month of sailing, everyone has been cautious under Tang Ling's positive suggestions.

After discussion, it was decided to keep the relationship between Wei Zhiming and Nangong Xun secret.

In addition, Wei Zhiming and Nangong Xun also privately promised Tang Ling not to tell anyone about Xiao Hei.

Perhaps because of Xiao Hei's memory, Tang Ling had an inexplicable trust in the Nangong family and didn't worry too much.

As for Song Nan joining the Black Hell King, no one except Tang Ling knew about it.

Everyone just thought that Song Nan had been practicing abroad in the past few years and got acquainted with the Black Hell King's organization.

After changing into warmer clothes, Tang Ling prepared to practice for a while according to his usual habits.

Cross your legs and close your eyes. After entering concentration, your mind settles down, and the half-opened buds in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness turn slowly.

Driving a few strands of spiritual power forward, the flower bud trembled slightly, releasing some spiritual power, slowly flowing along the meridians in the body, warming Tang Ling's body.

After practicing at sea for several days, Tang Ling discovered that it seemed that since the last time he "broken the wall", the spiritual power in the bud began to be used by him.

It's just that Tang Ling can clearly feel that the spiritual power in the flower bud is far less powerful than before "breaking the wall", and he doesn't know why.

But it was an unexpected surprise.

Today, Tang Ling also has abundant spiritual power that can be used for cultivation.

The buds in the sea of ​​consciousness repaired her funnel-like spiritual field.

In addition, I don't know if it was due to the triggering of the memory anchor point, but many memory fragments floated up in the sea of ​​​​Tang Ling's consciousness.

Tang Ling had checked several of these memory fragments in the past few days, and most of them were about some strange spell records.

It's not that Tang Ling has never taken magic classes in the Lingxian Sect, it's just that the practice of magic is inseparable from spiritual power, and she happened to have a broken spiritual field and couldn't practice fully, so she only focused on the cultivation of Alchemy Sect.

And these spells in Xiao Hei's memory are not only weird in written records, but also unheard of and unseen.

Could it be a demonic technique?

Tang Ling has long suspected this, so even though he now has spiritual power, he has never dared to try it easily, for fear of accidentally practicing and going crazy.

Tang Ling opened a piece of memory fragment, intending to see what other records there were besides the exercises.

The room suddenly shook violently, and the spiritual power was rapidly withdrawn along the meridians. Tang Ling suddenly opened his eyes, and countless screams were heard in his ears, accompanied by the violent crashing of the waves.

Tang Ling was not in a hurry to go out, but continued to sit cross-legged, closed his eyes again, and suddenly released his consciousness.

The sense of the five senses was instantly magnified several times, and the vision was through the door, through the corridor, and onto the deck outside.

As far as the eye can see, there are huge waves rising into the sky, like a roaring beast, opening its bloody mouth that covers the sky and swallowing the ship.

The mortals on the boat panicked and grabbed the nearest support, while the monks cast spells to stabilize their bodies. Everyone ran to the cabin as hard as they could.

But in the huge mouth of the waves, the people on the boat were as small as ants. "Is the siren coming?"

"Someone fell into the water!"

"The Kraken eats people!"

"Help! Help!"

Most of those who fell into the water were mortals.

This was obviously not an ordinary sea storm. As the ship shook violently, a huge wave of spiritual power surged from the sea. Several monks had no time to take care of themselves, let alone go to the sea to save others.

If the monks were like ants in front of such a big wave, then the countless mortals who fell into the sea were probably nothing more than a group of ants in the eyes of some monks.

Tang Ling tried to penetrate his spiritual consciousness into the sea water.

It was discovered that it was not a siren that caused the ship to shake violently, but an undercurrent.

Countless undercurrents surged under the deep blue water, constantly crashing into the bottom of the ship. The force was so great that the ship was knocked away from its place in an instant.

Fortunately, the ships traveling between the two continents were relatively strong, otherwise ordinary ships would probably fall apart.

Tang Ling continued to spread his consciousness and followed the undercurrent, only to find that the undercurrent was coming from the southwest.

Exploring to the southwest, an extremely strong familiar aura suddenly filled the place.

At the same time, the undercurrent of the collision began to change direction and slowly rotated in a spiral.

Countless undercurrents turned in the same direction, getting faster and faster, leading the ships drifting in the waves to follow the undercurrent.

"It's a whirlpool!"

Tang Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

There was chaos outside the door.

Next to them, the doors of Nangong Xun and Wei Zhiming's rooms were wide open, but there was no one inside.

Yuan Yulang and Yan Liang had also just come out. Compared to Yan Liang who was calm and composed, Yuan Yulang's expression was much more solemn.

"I tried to set up a defense formation just now, but it was useless. There was an extremely domineering spiritual power under the sea that hindered the formation of the formation - could it be a sea monster?"

"No. A huge whirlpool has been created in the nearby sea for some reason. If the ship is not sailed away, it will be sucked into it sooner or later." Tang Ling said, "Where is the control room on this ship?"

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Rapids surged across the sea surface, and several huge masses of water slammed into the ship, knocking down the people still on the deck and breaking through the railings on the ship.

Immediately afterwards, the turbulent undercurrent caused the entire ship to collide and rotate 180 degrees, heading in a certain direction at great speed.

Lu Zhizhi secretly cursed "useless escorting monks on the ship". Before he could stand still, he was submerged by the sea water rushing up. His whole vision went dark, and his mouth and nose were instantly filled with sea water. Just as he was about to cast a spell to get away, he was suddenly covered by a wave of sea water. tight.

"Scholar, don't be afraid, I'm coming."

The boatman's voice rang out in the darkness, and Lu Zhizhi felt a small force pulling him desperately, pulling himself up to the water amidst the chaos and tumbling.

"Don't be afraid. Master taught me how to save people. I can save people!" the boatman said, hooking his arms around Lu Zhizhi's neck, carefully restraining him, and taking him to the boat.

Lu Zhizhi was choked so hard that he couldn't breathe. He smiled bitterly in his heart. If he were an ordinary mortal, he would probably be strangled to death if he didn't drown.

At this moment, a huge wave suddenly hit him. Lu Zhizhi's pupils shrank and he immediately hugged the boatman with his backhand.

Both of them were knocked into the sea by the waves and sank into the water several feet deep.

The boatman had been knocked unconscious, but Lu Zhizhi was still conscious, holding hands with his right hand as he waited to surface.

But at this moment, a violent fluctuation of spiritual energy suddenly came from the depths of the seabed, carrying an extremely unfamiliar and intoxicating aura, which quickly spread up and entangled the two people's bodies.

Lu Zhizhi lowered his head, suddenly faced a white skull face, and immediately flipped up.

Water ghost! ?

Lu Zhizhi was shocked and confused, and an unprecedented panic came over him, and he immediately used all his strength to break free.

The more he struggled to free himself, the more his feet felt like they were stuck in swamp mud, quickly sinking deeper into the seabed.

Therefore, under the deterrence of that powerful aura, the magic attack could not be used at all.

The black seabed was like an abyss on land, and rising from the abyss were countless skeletons with bones and fish tails, silently dragging Lu Zhizhi downward dozens of feet deep. Lu Zhizhi still held on to the boatman's arm, but But my heart felt cold.

I didn't expect that he, a low-level sixth-level monk, would die by falling into the water. If he told it, he would probably make people laugh!

Suddenly, a strong hand pulled Lu Zhizhi's sleeve.

Lu Zhizhi looked up and saw the girl in a dark-colored dress that he had just seen this morning pulling him and the two of them upstream.

He was startled in his heart, and just as he was about to remind him, he found that the mysterious aura under his feet suddenly disappeared without a trace along with the bones.

The girl was very strong and very fast. When he was surprised and confused, he pulled the two of them onto the boat in almost no time.