Seeing Xie Lian wake up, Hua Cheng slightly separated his lips, as if he was about to leave. In a hurry, Xie Lian didn't care about anything else, raised his hands, hugged his neck, and sucked back the magic power that Hua Cheng had sucked away.

Hua Cheng obviously didn't expect him to do this. He was not paying attention for a moment, and his magic power flowed back. Xie Lian was afraid that he would leave, so he quickly held his face with both hands, turned over, and pressed Hua Cheng to the ground. He felt a cool spiritual flow pouring into his body, flowing down his throat into his stomach, and it was extremely warm. At this time, the small wooden door of the Puqi Temple creaked, and a giant green caterpillar-like figure crawled out of the house and said, "Fuck, which son of a bitch is so bold! A thief who stole something and dared to disturb my sleep, A-choo! See if I..." Before he finished speaking, he saw two overlapping figures outside the temple who seemed to be kissing passionately. One red and one white, who could it be? He was so scared that he screamed, "Aa ...

Hua Cheng raised his hand slightly, intending to grab Xie Lian's shoulder, but when he heard Xie Lian's noise, he changed his hand and sent Qi Rong back into the house with a cry of "ouch", and the door slammed shut again. Hua Cheng then turned over, pressed Xie Lian under him, raised his face, panted slightly, and said with a dark light flashing in his eyes, "Your Highness!"

Xie Lian didn’t have time to say anything more. He stretched out his hand to hook his neck and pulled it down again. After absorbing enough mana, he choked a little and said again: “Transfer—Soul Transfer Technique!”

Unexpectedly, this time, just as his soul was pulled out and before it was thrown into the sky, it was blocked by a wall and bounced heavily back into his body, making him scream "Ah". He opened his eyes, and above him was still the sky full of stars and Hua Cheng's slightly anxious face. Xie Lian sat up, holding his head, and muttered: "...I can't get through."

Did Shi Qingxuan die? Or did the Black Water Demon strengthen the barrier? No matter which one it was, he couldn't get into Shi Qingxuan's mind anymore. Even if he rushed to the South China Sea now, it would definitely be too late.

Seeing him stunned, Hua Cheng said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry."

Xie Lian looked at him, and Hua Cheng said again: "But, other people cannot interfere in this matter."

Xie Lian waved his hands and said, “…You don’t have to apologize. In fact, even if I were there, there would be nothing I could do.”

Using the soul transfer technique, he could only enter Shi Qingxuan's body. However, Shi Qingxuan was just a mortal body. Even if Xie Lian could help him break free from the shackles, how could he fight against the master of the Black Water Ghost Cave? He couldn't even escape.

After recovering from his shock, Xie Lian quickly returned to the spiritual communication formation in the Heavenly Palace and asked, “Lingwen, have you set off yet?”

Ling Wen said, "Your Highness, Crown Prince! Why did you suddenly go silent for a while? We have already sent a group of priests to the South China Sea. Your Highness Qiying is back, and he will go out to sea soon. However, the Black Water Demon Cave is not so easy to enter, and we don't know when we can find it."

Xie Lian said hoarsely, “Wait a moment, I’ll go with you. Maybe I can still remember the way. But I’ll trouble you to send someone to pick me up at Puqi Monastery.”

Lingwen said: "Okay, he's here now."

Xie Lian was startled, and when he turned around, he found that Hua Cheng had disappeared. Two young priests walked out of Puqi Village, followed by a tall boy with slightly curly black hair. It was Quan Yizhen.

Xie Lian bowed slightly to him as a greeting, but Quan Yizhen didn't know how to return the greeting, but Xie Lian didn't care. He looked around and didn't see Hua Cheng, so he knew he was giving himself time to deal with this matter.

The two of them and a group of junior priests left the South China Sea. Following Xie Lian's advice, they specially collected dozens of heavy coffins that had once held the dead, just in case. After the boat sped through the water for two or three hours, something strange floated on the sea.

Many giant bony fish carcasses floated on the sea and crashed into the ship. The priests became alert: "Is this coming?!"

Xie Lian said, “No way. If we have entered the Black Water Demon Cave, the boat will definitely not be able to float on the water, and it is still going so fast.”

However, these are obviously the remains of the battle between General Pei and the navy the night before. Quan Yizhen had been squatting on the side of the ship, maintaining this difficult action. At this time, he suddenly said, "There is a black island ahead, is it that one?"

Xie Lian looked carefully and saw that there was indeed a dark island in front of him. Moreover, from a distance, it really looked like the Black Water Island!

Xie Lian frowned slightly and said, “It really looks like it. But how could it be found so easily, and the boat didn’t sink? Please be cautious, and beware of traps.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that it was not a trap. Because there was a figure on the beach, facing the sun, using the sword that killed generals and enemies to pull wood back and forth to make a coffin. There were three completed coffins lined up on the side, and he was making the fourth one. Xie Lian immediately waved his hand and shouted, "General Pei! It's General Pei, this is the island!"

The ship immediately turned around and sped away. Pei Ming saw the reinforcements coming, but he was not happy at all. He stuck his sword into the ground, touched his nose, and said depressedly: "Why didn't you come earlier or later, but came when I was almost done? What's the meaning?"

Quan Yizhen said: "It's good that someone came. I heard that everyone was busy coming to rescue you."

"..." Pei Ming looked like he was going to ignore a kid like you. He turned to Xie Lian and asked, "Your Highness, are you going back first? How did you build this boat? How can it float on the surface of the ghost domain?"

Xie Lian said, “I don’t think it’s the boat’s fault. It’s that the curse of the Black Water Demon Den has dissipated.”

Pei Ming was startled, and tried it casually. He actually chopped down a large area of ​​trees with one sword. His magic power really returned. He was speechless for a moment, shook his head, and said: "If I had known this, why would I have worked so hard to make a coffin?"

This was true. His hard work that night was in vain. He made coffins for four people, but three of them were useless.

A group of priests went to the island and headed straight to the center of the forest. The little ghosts in the dense forest had never seen such a scene before, and they were frightened and fled in all directions. When they arrived at the Black Water Lake in the forest, they did not encounter those shadowy figures. Without the interference of other people's magic field, everyone studied for a while and finally broke through the illusion. The iron prison by the lake and the Nether Water Palace both appeared.

As soon as he entered the Netherworld Water Palace, Xie Lian collected the skeleton in black clothes, picked it up in his hand and ran around the hall. Not long after, he found the hall. On the mottled wall, two bloody iron shackles were empty. A headless corpse was lying in the middle of the hall, the blood had been drained, and a group of crazy people were throwing things at the corpse. When the priests came in, the crazy people became more excited. After Pei Ming came in, he was stunned for a long time before he finally dared to confirm who it was, and said in shock: "...Senior Brother Shui!"

Xie Lian already knew about this, so he said, “Please everyone, look here and on the entire island to see if there is Master Feng, or… a corpse.”

However, no matter how hard they searched, there was no trace of Shi Qingxuan on the island.

Did the Black Water Demon take the Wind Master away? Or was the Wind Master killed, his body sunk into the sea, his flesh and blood fed to the fish?

Although Shi Wudu went crazy at the last moment, causing He Xuan to suddenly kill people and he died, it was not Master Feng who killed him personally after all. Would He Xuan still exchange his life for Master Feng?

After driving away the annoying lunatics, Pei Ming half-knelt on the ground, lost in thought for a long time, and sighed: "Brother Shui, you have been strong and proud all your life, but ended up like this. I don't even know if you can rest in peace. It is true that the higher you stand, the harder you fall. There are many kinds of life, and you cannot escape them. Even if you are a god, you cannot be immune to them in the end."

Quan Yizhen was not so emotional. He ran around in the Netherworld Water Palace, came over and took a look. He felt very strange and asked, "Where is his head?"

Xie Lian said, “The Black Water Demon took it away.”

Pei Ming asked: "What hatred does the ghost master have with him? And where is Qingxuan and the earth master? Could it be that the three officials of water, earth and wind are all dead?"

Xie Lian said, “It is indeed a great hatred and a great resentment. Master Earth Master, it depends on who you ask. The real one is in my hands, and the fake one is the one who took Master Water Master’s head.”

"What?!"

Xie Lian stared at him and whispered, “General Pei probably doesn’t know. The Black Water Demon’s surname is He and his given name is Xuan.”

Hearing this, Pei Ming's face changed slightly. It seemed that Pei Ming and Ling Wen were not completely ignorant of what Shi Wudu had done. However, it was unknown how much they knew.

After reporting what needed to be reported and dealing with what needed to be dealt with, by the time he returned to Puqi Village, nearly a full day had passed. Xie Lian's steps showed signs of fatigue.

When he returned to Puqi Monastery and opened the door, he heard Qi Rong's ghostly roar: "You dog Huacheng! You damn Xie Lian! You two are so shameless! It's so fucking scary in the middle of the night! You blinded my dog ​​eyes and you still don't want to compensate me! "

Hearing his foul language, Xie Lian immediately recalled the horrible scene last night when he and Hua Cheng took turns pinning each other to the ground to absorb their magic power. He didn't feel embarrassed at the time, but now he couldn't escape, and almost slammed the door and ran away. Hua Cheng leaned on a chair beside him, with a pair of boots folded on the table. When he heard Xie Lian push the door in, he immediately put them down, slapped Qi Rong on the forehead and knocked him unconscious, stood up, and said, "Brother."

Xie Lian nodded, closed the door behind him, walked past Qi Rong, who was tied up like a green worm on the ground, sat down, and asked, “Did Guzi and the others go out to play?”

Hua Cheng said: "Well, I let him out. Thank you for your hard work."

Xie Lian said, “No. It’s because you’ve worked so hard.”

Hua Cheng smiled. After a moment, he said, "I thought my brother would blame me."

Xie Lian shook his head and said, “Why should Sanlang think too much? Really not. Actually, you are right about this matter. It is indeed not appropriate for others to interfere.”

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Sanlang, in your opinion, what will the Black Water Mysterious Ghost do to Master Feng?"

After a moment of silence, Hua Cheng said, "I don't know either. Heishui is a very strange person. He has been alone for too many years, and no one can understand what he is thinking."

“No one can understand what he is thinking” - Xie Lian suddenly remembered that this sentence was also a common evaluation of Blood Rain Tanhua by many gods in the heaven.

The Black Water Sunken Boat emerged from the battle of thousands of ghosts in Tonglu Mountain, and the Blood Rain Scholar was the same. He Xuan had endured many years alone, and Hua Cheng had endured many years alone, not necessarily less than him.

What made the Black Water Sinking Boat what it is today is hatred. So, what about Blood Rain Tanhua?

What makes the Flower City the Flower City it is today?

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Xie Lian’s mind. He shook his head, shook off the “noble lady”, sorted out his thoughts, and said, “But, Sanlang, I don’t understand. The navy’s substitution should have been done very secretly. He kept it a secret for so many years. How did Heishui know about it? If it’s not convenient, you don’t have to answer me.”

Hua Cheng said: "He has already changed his territory and run away. He no longer serves as a fake priest. What's the inconvenience? To put it simply, on the night when Heishui died, Shi Wudu went to confirm it specifically."

Xie Lian asked, “Because only when the prey dies will the White Talk Immortal turn to look for the next target?”

Hua Cheng said: "Yes. Heishui didn't know who that person was, but he remembered that face. Later, he became a ghost and knew some of the people and things in heaven and earth. Heishui then discovered that it was the Water Priest."

No wonder. This is very strange. How could a dignified Water Priest go to see how an ordinary person died for no reason? Xie Lian asked, “But this shouldn’t be associated with exchanging lives?”

Hua Cheng said: "So, he replaced the real earth master and sneaked into the upper heaven to investigate this matter. He is really brave."

Xie Lian said slowly, “If he hadn’t killed the real geomancer later and involved more than two hundred fishermen, he would have been worthy of being called ‘brave and resourceful.’”

Hua Cheng said, "Brother, I don't know if he killed Master Zhendi. But I'm afraid there must be someone else who swept those fishermen into the waves of the East China Sea."