Chapter 111 Out to Sea

Shi Lei held Liu Ruyan and dropped his flying sword. Dozens of people came to him. The leader was Dian An, the elder of Yunwu Sect, who had covered the escape from the previous two before, and behind him were the remaining surviving disciples of Yunwu Sect. They gathered around one after another, with an excited look on their tired faces.

"Shi Lei, what's wrong with your master?"

Dian'an just swept away his consciousness and found that Liu Ruyan was seriously injured. Although he did not lose his life, the current situation is critical. If he is not treated in time, he is very likely to fall into the root of the disease. As soon as this statement came out, the rest of the Yunwu monks also showed concern, and the original excited look was replaced by vague anxiety.

Shi Lei smiled and took a look at the reactions of these monks. He thought to himself: Although the concerns shown by these people at present are not hypocritical, in the present situation, an unscathed Liu Ruyan is far more valuable than a seriously injured and unconscious Liu Ruyan.

"The elder Lao is worried. My master was seriously injured in the battle with the messenger of the demon world. If it hadn't been for my brother's rescue, I'm afraid I'll never see you again. Now she has taken the elixir. As long as she will keep it for a few days, she can recover. Please don't worry.

First of all, Shi Lei can't expose the real relationship between him and Lang Wuji, and secondly, he doesn't want others to know about the girl's heart, so he lied in his words.

However, everyone has long experienced Lang Wuji's magic power. Along the way, he understated the extermination of the magicians who chased him, and the cultivation of the Huashen period was spread among these surviving monks. The good medicine he gave, not to mention the treatment of serious injuries, can bring the dead back to life.

Dian An looked happy and said repeatedly, "That's good, that's good..." The rest of the Yunwu Sect monks also learned from the elders that Shi Lei was Lang Wuji's little brother, and their eyes looked at him with envy.

If it were the Yunwu Sect in the Taiping period, maybe someone would want to secretly get rid of this thin but big backer competitors. It's just that the situation is different now. Under the pursuit of the demon world, these Zuzhou monks have long been killed, and they can't wait to follow Lang Wuji to save their lives. But those were all delusions. Even if Dian An saw the monks, he would nod his head and bow. Lang Wuji did not open his mouth. Who dared to follow him after eating the bear heart leopard.

Shi Lei is different. In the eyes of everyone, he is just a coincidence. He won the favor of this predecessor before he can be called a brother. Even if he is a disciple of Liu Ruyan, his generation in Yunwu Sect is not much higher than that of others. Being with him is equivalent to being indirectly protected by Lang Wuji.

Everyone had their own thoughts, but they kept booing and asking for warmth to Shi Lei. Dian An couldn't afford that face. He just took out an elixir of a jade bottle, asked Shi Lei to feed Liu Ruyan, and then went to Lang Wuji to see what he had planned next.

Shi Lei smiled and looked at the one-armed Dian An. He thought to himself: The elder was much smarter than these peers. He must have guessed some of his relationship with Liu Ruyan, so he let himself take care of her. There are more elixirs, and unconsciously, a favor is sent out, which is really easy to calculate.

The monks of other sects were helpless, and they came up when they saw that there were many people in the Yunwu Sect. When someone asked about Shi Lei's identity, the monks of Yunwu Sect said with one voice that it was the same door that Elder Lang saved on the way, and never mentioned the relationship between the two. Shi Lei looked at it and smiled in his heart, and he didn't break it.

After talking with a group of people, Shi Lei walked to the lion-headed python. His face was getting colder, and a murderous intention came out of his eyes uncontrollably. Several people trapped by the lion-headed python's body immediately felt like a light on their back and quickly looked up at Shi Lei.

Since Zhongduzai found that Shi Lei and Liu Ruyan appeared in the seaside town of the State of Song, he realized that the opportunity to invite pets had come, so he offered an ambush and sneak attack on the border, hoping to capture the two in one fell swoop and achieve his own merits.

Unexpectedly, when the two were deeply encircled and about to submit, they killed a powerful monk. All the magicians present were killed almost in an instant. Although they were lucky enough to escape for their lives, they were captured alive. After the arrival of other surviving monks in Zuzhou, several of them were found, and some people recognized him as a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect. Although the lion-headed python did not dare to come to take their lives, abuse and reprimands were indispensable.

He knew that his life was incurable today, and his heart had already died. He only hoped to live for a moment, and even expected that Lang Wuji would be killed by the magician and be saved. However, when Shi Lei's eyes came, his heart still couldn't help beating wildly. He looked up and saw Shi Lei staring at him. He was sweating like rain.

"Hey... Aren't you the stone brother of Yunwu Sect? Speaking of which, the two of us have also had a friendship..."

"Huh! You son of a bitch, betrayed Zuzhou and cultivated the immortal world, and even designed to take the life of my master and apprentice. Do you still want to live today?

Shi Lei was too lazy to talk to him. He hummed gently in his nose, waved his right hand violently, and the empty sword resolutely took action. But Zhongduzai couldn't see it. He could only feel the extreme danger from the other party's movements, but he didn't know where it came from. His face changed greatly and he was about to speak. The sharp blade of the empty sword had been cut in from the side of his face, cutting his head in half like cutting vegetables. The blood was like an arrow, spewing out more than one meter high, and his tongue was still shaking in half of his mouth, as if to finish the rest of the words.

When everyone saw this scene, their eyelids jumped. It was not that they had never killed anyone. When facing the enemy, they could also kill decisively, but an understatement like Shi Lei was the most shocking. The way they looked at Shi Lei also changed a little.

Lang Wuji saw Shi Lei's murder in his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He cleared his throat, withdrew everyone's attention to himself, and then raised his voice with his hands behind his back and said, "The rest are also devils. You can do it yourself!"

After saying that, he asked the lion-headed python to let go of the remaining few people and asked Shang Shi Lei to help Liu Ruyan step on the python head and swim quickly to the seaside of the State of Song.

The monks were chased and killed by the magicians all the way, and they have hated the demon world to the bone. Before watching Shi Lei kill one person, they have been rubbing their hands for a long time. Now when he saw that several magicians were released, his eyes immediately turned red. I don't know who shouted. Everyone rushed up, and all kinds of magic weapons flew together, instantly bombarding several magicians into meat dregs.

When they looked up excitedly, they found that Lang Wuji had disappeared, and the people of Yunwu Sect were about to disappear from their eyes. Only then did they understand that they drove the magic weapons to follow closely, for fear of falling behind.

Where is Zuzhou now? A terrible place! Falling alone means death. Who will joke about his life, especially these monks who pursue long life.

At present, Shi Lei and the three of them sat on the lion-headed python and took the lead. The Yunwu Sect lived in the middle, and behind the rest of the ancestral monks, a group of people entered the territory of the State of Song.

There were only sporadic magicians along the way. In the ambush of the border wall, most of the high-level magicians who entered the State of Song were killed by Lang Wuji, so the highest cultivation of the remaining people was only the Jin Dan period. Lang Wuji did not have to take action at all, and it became the mouth of the lion-headed python.

In a few days, the long blue coastline of the State of Song appeared in Shi Lei's eyes, and the roar of the waves on the shore also sent bursts of salty and wet sea breeze.

"Senior, where are we going to go to sea?"

A Jindan period monk came forward at the inspitation of his companions and respectfully asked Lang Wuji.

Lang Wuji did not answer, but looked at Shi Lei, but he didn't see the two talking. After counting the time, a different look appeared on his face. Then he simply turned around and said to the crowd, "If you want to live, go to Yingzhou with me!"

"Yingzhou?"

"According to ancient books, it seems to be far away..."

"Brother, shall we go or not..."

"Aren't you going to wait here to die?"

"..."

The monks of Zuzhou only argued for a while, and then reached a consensus that they were willing to go to sea with Lang Wuji to Yingzhou. Shi Lei picked up Liu Ruyan and looked at the monks plainly. He nodded to Lang Wuji.

Since you have decided to go to sea, the first thing to look for is the sea crossing tool.

According to ancient books, Yingzhou is about 700,000 miles away from the mainland of Zuzhou. Even the monks can't fly so far in one go, but the speed of the ordinary sea ship is slower than that of magic weapons. I don't know how long it will take to take a boat to Yingzhou. Looking at the vast sea, people who are determined to go to sea are at a loss.

Dian An looked at the crowd for a while. Seeing that no one was talking, he bravely rushed forward and came to Lang Wuji with a smiling face and said, "Senior, the younger generation has been to Shengzhou, which is only 230,000 miles away from Zuzhou. Although it's good to go to Yingzhou, I'm suffering from a long distance. I'm afraid it's difficult to arrive as soon as possible without great magic power. You see..."

Lang Wuji's face turned cold, and he sneered, "You also know that Shengzhou is close. Can't people in the demon world think of it? They took Zuzhou, and the next target must be the nearest Shengzhou. Do you still want to die?

Dian'an is not a fool. He only suffers from the Yuanying period. It is the limit that he can fly to Shengzhou with his imperial magic weapon.

"Look at your promising appearance. Since I said I would take you to Yingzhou, there is naturally a way to load all of you!"

After Lang Wuji said, he took out a ball of five-color mud from his portable storage bag, rubbed his hands, and a mud-kneaded sea boat appeared in his hand. As soon as they threw their hands up, they saw a mass of colorful light emitted from the mud boat, and then the mud boat disappeared. A huge sea boat appeared on the sea, about 200 meters long and nearly 50 meters wide. The ship was without sails, but it was extremely large enough to hold these hundreds of people.

Everyone took a breath of cold air at first sight. Although many of them have a little magic power, if they are asked to turn a mass of mud into such a huge sea boat, it is impossible.