Chapter 638 Asking for advice in the river

Chapter 638 Asking for advice in the river

Fortunately, he is also a familiar visitor in the long river of time and space. Counting his travels in ancient times, this is the third time he has stepped into the river.

When he fell from the sky, he no longer panicked. He used the Immortal Spiritual Sutra to turn the boat into a boat to protect the surroundings of his body, without even a drop of river water touching him.

At the same time, he used the Sea-Dinging Needle to knock down all the semi-melted aliens who approached his boat with ill intentions.

Carrying the scolding and scolding on his back, Lu Ye walked against the current, feeling calm in his heart.

So what if you get a little name-calling?

If you want my life, I have no choice but to kill you first. It's just a barking dog, so of course he doesn't care.

He only focused on staring upstream. The river of time and space was extremely long, and he had no clear concept of distance. In response to the Luye Immortal Spiritual Sutra technique, there were three shadowy groups of light swaying above the water flow.

There are three anchor points for him.

Two of them must be Judge Thousand Faces and Mo Ruyan, and one is doubtful. It may be the old thief Red Dragon, but it is not yet clear.

If he wants to escape from the long river of time and space, he must fall into one place in time and space.

The boat transformed by the Immortal Spiritual Sutra can only temporarily protect his body. Here, his mana will also be consumed and damaged by the avenue of time and space. If he stays on the river, sooner or later, the boat will be dissolved and he will fall into the river. No end.

Lu Ye cheered up. He knew that he must not miss these three anchor points. There were three error-tolerant opportunities in total, and he finally made the first shot.

"Huh?"

Suddenly a wave came from the side of the river.

The sound of strings, strings, and bamboos first came from above the river. Lu Ye's eyes suddenly widened. He suspected that he was hallucinating.

How could anyone care to appreciate music in the long river of time and space?

But the sound of silk and bamboo became clearer and louder, and soon, in the mist upstream, a huge bow suddenly protruded, followed by its long hull.

Lu Ye took a breath of air.

A hundred feet away, a large boat with a length of more than ten feet appeared in the distance, going down the river.

There is a young monk with a high crown and three eyes on the boat, his white robe is like snow, and he is shaking his head and enjoying the music.

The sound of music came from two rows of exquisitely crafted puppets around his body. Each one was the size of an ordinary person. They were sitting on their knees, playing the piano, plucking the strings, beating the drums and cymbals, and were very busy.

These simulated puppets also have three eyes, which are obviously modeled after the race of the owner of the boat.

This clan is many times taller than the human clan, like giants. Of course, the most conspicuous feature is the vertical eyes on their foreheads, which are bright and extraordinary.

Lu Ye even noticed the three-eyed young man in white robe, with a long snake tail hovering under his robe.

This young man is obviously not a human race. He comes from an unknown world and is a strong alien race.

In the center of the ship, there is an enchanting three-eyed dancer doing a whirlwind dance. Her long sleeves are dancing, and her body is like flying in the sky.

The young man was very fascinated by what he saw. He shook his head and listened to the music. He sat cross-legged and had a stone chime in front of him. He struck it with a hammer and danced in harmony with the music.

However, every time there was a knock, screams came from the boat.

It turned out that there were many long poles standing around the boat, with many powerful monks on them.

These monks, monsters, and monsters come from all races, and most of them have missing limbs. At first glance, they were captured from the river.

At this time, another monk in front of the boat fell from the sky involuntarily, causing a huge splash of water.

Before the unlucky monk could figure out the situation, he screamed loudly in the water and used his magic power to form a protective light shield around his body in an attempt to survive.

But his screams were too loud, which obviously disturbed the sound of silk and bamboo on the boat. Even the woman whirling and dancing in the middle of the boat stopped.

The young monk who owned the boat frowned and was obviously angry. He swung the hammer in his hand and pointed at the unlucky monk under the boat. A ray of white light flew out from the hammer and wrapped around the monk heavily.

The monk screamed repeatedly and was caught like a fish.

With a dance of the young man's hand, the unlucky monk was directly impaled on the vertical pole of the boat, entering from the buttocks and exiting from the mouth.

The monk in the river was completely dissolved by the long river of time and space, leaving only half of his body.

Now being pierced on this vertical pole, surrounded by a dozen of the same unlucky people, I wanted to die.

If you are in the river, if you only suffer a few more breaths of pain, it will be over once and for all if you die.

Being imprisoned here, I can neither live nor die. I am suffering nothing but death. It is really better to die in the river.

The owner of the boat didn't care and clapped his hands, so the music and dancing started again, and the boat was filled with the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, interspersed with the screams of more than a dozen dead monks, which was really weird.

Lu Ye shuddered, only then did he know that there was such a terrifying person in the long river of time and space.

The origin of this alien three-eyed young man was unknown. Lu Ye could clearly see it from the perspective of the fish and dragon diagram. There was only a large group of light representing the life of the monks in front of him.

In other words, the boat was the evolution of his skills, and even the dancing girl, the puppets who played the music, etc. were also the manifestation of his skills.

Lu Ye was already a cultivator of spiritual transformation. He tried his best to use the Immortal Spiritual Sutra, but it was only as long as an ordinary person's. The other party's skill manifested a boat with a length of more than ten feet. He did not dare to imagine the gap between the two sides.

The other party is definitely not just a cultivator of cultivating the void, but maybe a Hedao cultivator, or even a Mahayana cultivator, or a cultivator of transcending tribulations?

The other person has a young appearance, but he must be an old monster who has lived for countless years.

Seeing that he acted as he pleased and did not seem to be easy to talk to, Lu Ye hurriedly waved the sea-fixing needle and maneuvered the boat to avoid the situation. He did not dare to disturb the other party's enjoyment of music.

Unexpectedly, the young three-eyed monk on the boat looked forward, as if he was concentrating on enjoying the dance.

And he suddenly turned around with vertical eyes on his forehead, and across the distant river, a golden light shot out, locking Lu Ye.

"Hey, there are actually children riding on boats in this big river? I'm not alone!"

"It's rare. How about coming to my boat as a guest, little friend?"

This voice rang directly in Lu Ye's mind. It was different from the human language, but Lu Ye immediately understood its meaning.

When one has cultivated to the level of becoming a god or above, one’s spiritual consciousness can convey the sound of the great road, directly pointing to one’s own heart, and is no longer limited to racial or ethnic language.

Lu Ye was shocked.

The other party is just transmitting sound. If he uses a magical power similar to convulsions and Hunyuan thorns, wouldn't he die without a burial place?

He was about to politely refuse.

Unexpectedly, the golden light was like a swamp, and I couldn't move my body or even open my mouth.

But seeing the golden light flying towards the big boat quickly, and the river water on both sides flowing rapidly, Lu Ye couldn't help but get on the boat in the blink of an eye.

"My friend, please take a seat..." The three-eyed young man turned his head and showed a warm smile. With a wave of his hand, a futon appeared next to him.

"I'm the only one alive on this boat, what's the point of watching the flying dance?"

"My little friend, please watch this with me."

Golden light enveloped Lu Ye, preventing him from moving at all. He could only sit down honestly, cupped his hands and smiled casually.

"Thank you, senior, for giving me a ride. I don't have enough magic power and am worried about how to stay in the river for a long time."

"Then I'll bother you, junior."

Once it comes, make peace with it.

Lu Ye realized that there was a huge difference in strength between the two, and that he was as small as an ant in front of them, so he could only calm down and deal with it cheerfully.

The three-eyed young man looked at Lu Ye and laughed. So amidst the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, the big boat went down the river. Seeing that it was getting farther and farther upstream, there were more than a dozen unlucky people hanging on the railings of the boat in the middle.

Lu Ye screamed repeatedly in his ears. He remained calm and looked at the dancer in front of him with all his attention. He shook his head and clapped his hands to the rhythm of the music, as if he was devoted.

Sure enough, the three-eyed young man was overjoyed to see Lu Ye paying attention and asked him how the dance was.

Lu Ye looked at the dancer. If she omitted the third eye and the long tail under her skirt, she would be considered stunning among human women.

He is breathing, has a rosy complexion, and has mana fluctuations on his body, and his cultivation is far better than Lu Ye.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no light group on the dancing girl from the perspective of the Fish and Dragon Diagram, Lu Ye would have just regarded her as a living person. Who would have thought that she was a puppet?

Among the thirty-six thieves, Master Xuexian Yan is good at making puppets. Compared with the level of this three-eyed monk, he is not worthy of carrying his shoes.

At that moment, he did not hesitate to praise her, only praising that this woman should only exist in heaven, but how could she ever be seen in the human world?

Moreover, the dance was graceful and graceful. It was truly the best and most admirable dance he had ever seen.

Lu Ye said it sincerely, with a sincere face.

The three-eyed young man was overjoyed and praised that he didn't want to meet a close friend among foreigners. He really had a discerning eye. He waved his hand and a glass of wine flew out of his sleeve and gave it to him. However, this wine was not magically transformed by martial arts.

Lu Ye saw that the wine was like a clear spring, and the spiritual energy in his body was flowing rapidly before it was in his mouth. He could even smell a few hints of it, which would increase his skill.

He thanked his master, raised his glass and took a sip.

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Lu Ye only felt a few drops of wine entering his stomach, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. The consciousness in the sea of ​​​​consciousness surged, and the Nascent Soul body in the sea of ​​​​qi became completely larger.

The magic power went crazy, almost breaking through the meridians in the body.

He was shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly used all his magic power to suppress the abnormality in his body. However, the magic power in his body was like a dragon bursting out of control, completely out of control.

"It's over..."

Lu Zhi was frightened. He lost control of his magic power and ran away quickly. He was so afraid that he would explode and die in a few breaths. It was ridiculous that he would die from a glass of wine given by a strong man.

Fortunately, the three-eyed young man seems to be concentrating on enjoying the dance, and there is still a trace of distraction.

"Ah, little friend, it's me, Meng Lang..."

"You are too weak..."

He complained, and with a flick of his hand, a burst of blue light came through, and Lu Ye's violent magic power was smoothed out one by one, so that he could avoid exploding.

Lu Ye walked around the gate of hell before he came back to life. He was sweating profusely and thanked his "senior", still holding the fatal gift of wine in his hand.

"Take it, little friend..." the three-eyed young man said with a smile, "This drink is enough for you to stay in the river for a longer time. Whether you can get out alive depends on your fate."

Lu Zhi thanked him in fear, put away the seal of the glass of wine, and murmured in his heart, it seemed that this three-eyed madman would let him off the boat, that would be the best.

I originally went upstream, but now I am going downriver in a boat, and I don't know how far away I am from the three light groups.

In this way, Lu Ye sat on the futon like a puppet on strings, and the three-eyed green monk Nian Zan followed him, playing the role of follower.

In this way, the song is over.

The three-eyed young monk called to the dancer, calling him his beloved wife, and asked her to sit beside him and rest.

Lu Yizhong warned, this three-eyed senior monk is a lunatic. Calling a puppet to be his beloved wife and letting him do the flying dance is definitely not something that a normal person can do.

The three-eyed young man looked at his "beloved wife" with love, wiped her sweat and brought her tea. After finishing his work, he accidentally glanced at Lu Ye and remembered that there was another "guest" on the ship.

"I see that you are swimming upstream and are unique in this river. Why is that?" the three-eyed monk asked.

Lu Ye responded quickly and seriously.

He said that the younger generation was unlucky. He was cursed with an exile after fighting with others. He had this sundial mark on his head. When the sundial needle returned to zero, he was dragged here. Fortunately, he learned time and space skills and evolved a small boat to protect himself. Going against the current by myself is not what I want.

I would also like to ask my seniors to teach me, what is this thing on my head, and can it be solved?

The three-eyed monk became interested.

"Let me see..."

He raised his eyes and a golden light shot out, illuminating the sundial mark above Lu Ye's head thoroughly and clearly. After looking at it for a while, he shook his head and said.

"You should give up..."

"This banishment curse was placed by a master for his spiritual soldiers. Although it is already weak, unless you reach my level, you will not be able to break it..."

"I can't stay in the river for a long time, otherwise I can solve it for you. But if I take you back to my world, I'm afraid you will turn into withered bones in an instant."

"You have to know," the three-eyed monk pointed at himself, then at Lu Ye and the unlucky guys hanging half-dead on the surrounding vertical poles.

"This long river is surging. It seems that we meet here and cross the same river. In fact, our timelines are different."

"If we weren't on this boat, it might have been a hundred years since we passed each other."

"If you call me "Senior", I guarantee that in the outside world, you will belong to the ancients..."

"I think your end may not be very happy. You will probably be exiled to ancient times and die of old age."

Lu Ye was horrified after hearing this. He gained more strange knowledge and felt at ease at the same time.

Although these three-eyed monks have a high level of cultivation, they cannot see through themselves and do not know that they have traveled back and forth in ancient times.

he asked unwillingly.

"Dare I ask, senior, how is your cultivation level?"

The three-eyed monk laughed.

"My cultivation level is not high, but I have completed the Mahayana period. People in my world call me the Holy Spirit of Manifestation."

The title of Holy Saint is exclusive to Mahayana monks.

Lu Ye was in awe after hearing this. He was just a small spirit now, and he had to go up to the two realms of refining the void and combining the Tao. Only then could he see the back of a Mahayana monk. Who would have thought that he would meet a living person here.

Seeing that the manifestation of the Holy Spirit was kind at the moment, he asked boldly.

"I dare to ask the Holy Saint, I have a doubt," Lu Ye asked, "If I go back to ancient times, will what I do affect the present generation, or even affect the rise and fall of the race?"

"Is there any hope that I can return to this world?"

The first question he asked sincerely, and the second question was a passing question to see if there were any taboos in it.

The Holy Spirit of Manifestation laughed loudly after hearing this.

The younger generations have their whims, and races rise and fall, just like the surging river, the general trend will not change. Unless you ascend to heaven and bless your race, how can you have the ability to prosper and decline one race with one person?

The rise and fall of a race is a major event, which is the fate of thousands of tribesmen. It does not rise and fall because of one person.

You just go back to ancient times. Your cultivation level is no more than a pebble or a piece of rubble in the river. You can still hit a dozen floating waves in the river before sinking.

I am like a millstone and a big stone.

Probably only the monks who have overcome the tribulation can be regarded as the immovable boulders sunk at the bottom of the river.

Even if the immortal is a rock across the river, it cannot stop the flow of the river.

(End of chapter)