Chapter 1 I came from the sea

In the East China Sea, on an island 3,000 miles away from the shore.

The name of the island is Qihan, a strange name. The island covers an area of nearly 100 miles and is not cold. Instead, it has many hot springs and a small spiritual vein, and the climate is extremely pleasant.

There are many indigenous people living on this island, and there is a Xiuzhen sect named Feiheng on the mountain range that looks like a cliff.

The ancestors of the indigenous people here have relied on raising beads to make a living. The pearls raised are round in color and large as large as longan. The key is that their efficacy is also quite extraordinary. It is said that it is also quite useful for those gas refiners.

Therefore, the giant rich merchants, family caravans, or Xiuzhen sects along the east coast have probably purchased many pearls from the island.

For a long time, this kind of pearl has also been called seven cold pearls because of the name of the island.

Feiheng School is the only Xiuzhen sect on Qihan Island. Naturally, they have the priority to purchase the seven cold pearls cultivated by secular mortals. They even bid to buy all the seven cold pearls and then sell them to those who come to buy pearls. Of course, the profit is calculated according to the spirit stone.

For practitioners, no one will think that spiritual stones are rare.

Qihanzhu has also become an important spiritual stone source of the Feiheng School, so they are very polite to the mortals who raise pearls at the foot of the mountain, and sometimes send disciples to solve disputes for them.

But a dispute that occurred today made those disciples unable to solve it, and even Zhao Yuzhen, the head of the Feiheng faction, could not solve it.

Things are simple, but extremely troublesome.

This morning, a caravan came to Qihan Island to buy Qihanzhu. Their bid was generous and the number of beads they bought was also amazing, especially with a good attitude. Everyone was willing to meet such customers.

But when a bead raiser named Guo Laoshuan handed over more than 500 seven cold beads he raised by himself to the caravan, he was beaten. Not only was he beaten, but 500 seven cold beads were also robbed.

Zhao Yuzhen sent someone to inquire. Only then did he know that Guo Laoshu seemed to know a woman in this caravan, and this woman was extremely beautiful. The key is that this woman seemed to be liked by the leader of this fleet...

This matter is not big or small. The key depends on the leader's intention. Zhao Yuzhen originally wanted to stop this matter under the sign of being considerate of his own people, but when he heard that the leader was a disciple of Dongfumen, one of the three major Xiuzhen sects in the East China Sea, he gave up all his thoughts.

This matter--

His little Feiheng faction can't afford to provoke.

Zhao Yuzhen stood beside the trade port on the side of the island at this time, surrounded by 360 disciples of the Feiheng faction and the indigenous people who lived here for generations.

Guo Laoshuan, who was seriously injured, crawled on the ground, covered with blood, and looked at the people around the village one by one, but no one dared to come forward to help him.

Because on the other side of Guo Laoshuan, there were more than a dozen young people with luxurious clothes, the leader of this caravan stood on the side of the leader like a subordinate, with bean-sized sweat oozing from his face.

The leading young man is about 20 years old. He is long and majestic, and the jade trees are facing the wind, but his eyebrows are a little narrow, which greatly destroys the beauty of the whole face and looks a little mean.

His name is Song Runjin, the leader of the fourth generation of inner disciples of Dongfumen in the East China Sea. This time, he went to sea to accompany a beautiful woman with several friends, but unexpectedly, on this cold island, a humble pearl raiser knew this beautiful woman, and even after seeing him, the beauty It's exciting.

This has to make Song Runjin, who has secretly possessed the beauty, become vigilant. Before practicing, he was a well-dressed prince, and after practice, he was a disciple of the inner door of Dongfumen. How can he tolerate a humble person to touch the woman he wants to possess?

Even if this humble man did not have this idea, Song Runjin felt extremely annoyed. He did not hesitate to beat the pearl raiser with others. In his mind, a despicable man beat him. What should he be polite?

He doesn't even intend to let go of this pearl raiser. He wants to know how he knows how to know this beautable woman from this pearl raising population and how far he has reached the relationship...

"Old stuff! Get out of here and pretend to be dead, right?" A young man next to Song Runjin scolded and kicked the pearl bear named Guo Laoshuan.

Zhao Yuzhen frowned, but when she saw Song Runjin's warning, she had to sigh in her heart.

Guo Laoshuan moaned on the ground and slowly opened his turbid eyes. He took a look at Song Runjin and grinned, "If it had been 50 years ago, I would have chopped your boy into seven or eight pieces!"

Song Runjin's face flashed, and then raised his chin and said, "If you tell me how to know Miss Zhang, I will spare you, otherwise..."

"Bah! Kill the uncle, and the uncle won't say anything!" Guo Laobol took a sip, but coughed violently and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. Obviously, he had just been beaten and hurt his internal wounds.

Song Runjin's face darkened and gave a wink at the young man beside him. The young man understood, and his face showed a ferocious color. He walked to Guo Laozhuan and slapped four feet, directly smashed Guo Laozhuan's wrists and ankles, making a string of broken bones.

"si~~"

Guo Laoshuan almost fainted in pain, but he was stubborn. His limbs were abolished without shouting. The blue veins on his face were prominent, and he laughed extremely loudly and said, "Good grandson, come on, kick your uncle!"

Seeing Guo Laoshuan's tragic situation, the pearl-raising people in his village showed pity and turned their heads one after another and couldn't bear to look at it again.

Song Runjin measured a smile and said fiercely, "You, a lowly bead raiser, also have some backbone. Lin Rong, you cut his tongue, ears and nose first, and then buckle his eyes. I'll see how long he can hold on!"

Lin Rong was the young man next to him. Hearing this, he came to Guo Laoshuan again, pulled out a sharp knife, slowly pressed it against Guo Laoshuan's cheek, looked at Guo Laoshuan with cat and mouse eyes, and said leisurely, "Finally ask you, do you still want to say it?"

Guo Laoshuan's lips moved slightly, but did not make a sound. Lin Rong saw this and quickly bent down. At this time, Guo Laoshuan suddenly opened his mouth, bit Lin Rong's ear, pulled it fiercely, and pulled off a piece of flesh and blood.

"Ah!!!"

Lin Rong was in pain, kicked Guo Laoshuan away, covered his bloody ears and hissed loudly, "I want... I want to kill you!"

With that, Lin Rong's long knife in his hand hit Guo Laoshuan on the ground fiercely.

At this time, a loud shout sounded in my ears like thunder, and the whole world echoed that sound.

"If you dare to cut it down, I will sacrifice the life of your whole family to pay tribute to your dead soul!"

With the sound, six escapes roared from the distant sky, like six bright meteors, and the speed was unusually fast.

The pearl raisers who were watching were already shocked by the sound. At this time, when they saw the fierce and plagiarisive light, their knees were soft, and they knelt directly to the ground and trembled.

And the faces of the Feiheng faction led by Zhao Yuzhen also became extremely shocked. As monks, how could they not feel the horror emanating from these people?

Lin Rong's long knife was only one line away from cutting Guo Laoshuan, but only this line, he could no longer cut it down, because... he had been locked by a huge divine consciousness and did not dare to act rashly at all.

Song Runjin's face changed to look at the approaching escape light, and his heart was full of surprise.

After hearing this sound, Guo Laoshuan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly gushed a trace of excitement on his face and laughed and said, "I... My brother is here...haha..."

How can a brother of a pearl raiser be a monk in everyone's hearts?

PS: Well, do you still remember Guo Laoshuan? If you don't remember, please read the second half of Chapter 32 of the Northern Xinjiang Lingbao Volume...