Chapter 199 The Abandoned Immortal Sword

The ferryman has killed countless monks, so many people have a shadow on the ferry.

As soon as Tian Lin released the ferry, it attracted a lot of attention in an instant.

Rong Gongsheng bravely asked the newly recruited sword slave to row the boat closer, and bowed to Tian Lin and said: "Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​where did you get this boat?"

Tian Lin smiled and said: "It's also luck. Last time I met a Jindan monk who killed the ferryman. This boat and this bamboo pole became my trophies."

No one believed his words. Everyone thought that Tian Lin concealed his own strength. And this ferry must have been taken from the ferryman by Tian Lin after he killed the ferryman.

Everyone knew that Tian Lin was lying, but no one dared to expose him.

Rong Gongfeng bravely asked Tian Lin: "I wonder what's so special about this boat and this bamboo pole?"

Tian Lin said: "I'm still a little unsure about this matter. I'll probably be able to figure it out when we get to the defense line later."

The sea area they guarded today was in the east, which was far less populated than the south.

Because of this, everyone was more relaxed.

Not long after, a group of people saw Mei Xiangu's big boat anchored on the sea.

A group of people rowed closer and abandoned the boat to board the boat full of flags.

Only Tian Lin took the ferry, letting Yu'er and Cui'er go to the boat with flags alone.

On the big boat where Mei Xiangu was, she and her servant glanced at Tian Lin.

Mei Xiangu remembered that Zhaixingzi had also taken this boat to the sea, and when she looked at Tian Lin again, she couldn't help but snorted coldly.

She didn't hate the whole family, but just stood at the bow and looked down at everyone and said:

"My Shuiyun Sect Jindan cultivator has already found out that the wandering souls in the entire Shenxiantang are not endless. These wandering souls, you kill one less. These night wandering gods, you kill one less.

So put away your thoughts of wanting to escape, and focus on killing more wandering souls and evil spirits. Who knows, in the end, with the soul-collecting beads you have saved, you can get things from my Shuiyun Sect that you can't buy with spirit stones."

Hearing Mei Xiangu's words, many people looked at Tian Lin.

One third of the soul-collecting beads they earned in the past two days were looted by Tian Lin.

However, when they thought that the wandering souls in Shenxiantang were not endless, they had expectations for the future again, and everyone was excited.

Over there, Mei Xiangu took down the big flag, and wandering souls gradually floated out of the fog.

During this period, the foundation-building cultivators have become accustomed to killing evil spirits. So when they saw the dense wandering souls, no one felt panic.

Tian Lin stood on the bow of the ferry and used a bamboo pole to push the boat into the sea. The boat moved forward a distance of ten feet in an instant.

He imitated the way Zhai Xingzi did and said to the wandering souls: "Everyone, do you want to take a boat?"

Those wandering souls had neither wisdom nor money, so how could they care about Tian Lin?

On the contrary, because of the ferry, these wandering souls did not attack Tian Lin.

At this time, Tian Lin felt that the bamboo pole became heavy, and the ferry had a force flowing from the soles of his feet into his whole body.

In an instant, through the connection of the waist badge, he formed a connection with the ferry under his feet and the bamboo pole in his hand, and the whole person, the boat and the bamboo pole seemed to be one.

With a sound of "hiss", Tian Lin's bamboo pole poked at the wandering souls in front of him.

Those wandering souls had no resistance at all, and were poked to death by Tian Lin's bamboo pole.

This scene was not only surprising to others, but also shocking to Tian Lin himself.

The angle and strength of his previous poke were extremely precise, as if he had reached the pinnacle of skill, and a light stick could also burst out with the power of breaking the sky and splitting the earth.

Not only could people not see the flaws, but people had no way to dodge.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Although it was Tian Lin who killed people and he was the one who did it, Tian Lin himself felt it was absurd.

He only knew that when he lifted the bamboo pole, his true energy and spiritual consciousness would be sucked away by the bamboo pole.

When he poked the bamboo pole out, the bamboo pole would burst out with an irresistible force.

"Fellow Daoist Tian has become a ferryman?"

"A ferryman, isn't that evil?"

These people saw Tian Lin riding a ferry along the way, but they never thought that Tian Lin would be a ferryman.

Only Mei Xiangu on the big ship remained calm. She frowned and scolded: "Enough, do your own things well. Do you think there are too few wandering souls and not enough for you to kill?"

Everyone was shocked and began to collect the residual souls on their own.

This time, Tian Lin intended to borrow the power of the ferry. He did not stay at the defense line, but rowed the boat towards the distant sea.

He found that after becoming a ferryman, neither the wandering souls nor the night wandering gods on the sea would attack him.

So he almost harvested all the way and rowed the boat towards the center of the distant sea.

After this killing, the soul-collecting beads in Tian Lin's storage bag had completely become the size of an egg, and he was emitting cold air all over his body.

Not only that, the wooden sign on Tian Lin's waist had become vaguely like the waist sign of the star-picking child, with a red border on the outline.

"This wooden sign can devour each other, or kill evil spirits or other creatures to grow. I just don't know what it will look like when it turns completely red?"

As far as Tian Lin knows, the wooden sign he is hanging now can easily kill ordinary night wandering souls with his identity as a ferryman.

As for encountering a mid-stage foundation-building cultivator, Tian Lin also has a certain combat power.

If the wooden sign turns completely red, Tian Lin guesses that even if he encounters a Jindan strongman, he may not be without the ability to kill the Jindan strongman.

However, if you want the wooden sign to turn red, you don't know how many evil spirits you have to kill.

This difficulty is not easier than cultivating to the Jindan level normally.

"The speed of the ferry seems to be wrong."

About an hour later, Tian Lin couldn't help turning his head and looking behind him.

Because there was thick fog on Shenxiantang, even a foundation-building cultivator could hardly see the scene two meters away with his spiritual sense.

Although Tian Lin's spiritual sense was not bad, he couldn't see too far.

He flew up on the ferry and had passed the fog on Shenxiantang.

But even if he left the fog, he still couldn't see the location of Pingyang City under the vast night sky.

"Is it because of this fog?"

Tian Lin used the bamboo pole to gently push the boat again, and the fog around him quickly retreated.

If he hadn't observed carefully, he wouldn't have noticed that he would row a long distance every time he pushed the boat.

After all, the scenery on Shenxiantang was consistent, and it was difficult to detect that he was moving without careful observation.

"This is the southernmost part of Chenxiantang, almost bordering the ordinary sea area. The fog drifted from the ordinary sea area, but there are no wandering souls in this extreme south."

"Perhaps as Mei Xiangu said, the wandering souls in Chenxiantang are all limited. As long as the wandering souls in Chenxiantang are killed, there will be no more wandering souls in the endless sea area in the south."

Tian Lin had already decided to retreat at this time. He turned the bow and began to return, but in just a few breaths, a bamboo raft appeared in the fog in the distance.

Tian Lin looked at the bamboo raft and bowed to the girl and the old man on the bamboo raft.

He recognized the blind girl with her eyes tied by cloth strips, and also recognized the old man rowing the bamboo raft.

The blind girl was fine, but the old man rowing the bamboo raft looked at the ferry under Tian Lin's feet with some surprise, with some curiosity.

But neither of them spoke, but looked at the sea under the bamboo raft.

Tian Lin's mind moved, and he also looked at the sea.

I saw the undercurrent surging in the sea, and soon a sword light flew out from under the sea, cutting off half of the current in an instant.

As the waves exploded, Tian Lin finally saw the naked Jian Jue flying out from under the sea.

When he turned over and landed on the bamboo raft, he had already changed into a clean set of clothes.

He was not in a hurry to look at Tian Lin, but turned his back to Tian Lin and said to the old man rowing the boat: "It is worthy of the sword energy on the fairy sword. I can't compare with it after all."

The old man hurriedly asked Jian Jue: "Young Master, have you found the fairy sword?"

"I have been busy for half a month, and I seem to have a goal."

Jian Jue suddenly turned his head and looked at Tian Lin in the distance and said: "Have we met?"

Tian Lin bowed and said: "I have never met you before."

Jian Jue said: "We have never met before, but we have met before. You changed your appearance last time, but unfortunately you can deceive me, but you can't deceive my sword heart."

Tian Lin didn't know what he meant by sword heart, but he knew that his disguise was indeed exposed, so he didn't deny it.

"Young Master Jian Jue still wants to kill me?"

After Tian Lin asked, he clenched the bamboo pole in his hand.

As if sensing Tian Lin's fighting spirit, the blindfolded woman beside Jian Jue also reached out to touch the sword at his waist.

When Tian Lin and the blindfolded woman were on the verge of a fight, Jian Jue smiled:

"I wanted to kill you to earn spirit stones. Now the ninth concubine of the Tong family has been taken away, and I can't earn spirit stones by killing you."

Tian Lin did not let down his guard after hearing this, but just said: "Since Master Jian Jue is a disciple of the Sword Sect, how can he be short of spirit stones?"

"I only have one slave, one maid, one sword and one person, how can I not be short of spirit stones? Fortunately, in the past half month, I have picked up several treasures at the bottom of this Chenxian Pond, so I am not short of spirit stones for the time being."

After he said this, he turned around and said to the old man rowing the boat: "Let's go home and go to the Northern Wilderness to have a look."

The old man did not ask any more questions, turned the bamboo raft around and was about to leave.

On the bamboo raft, the woman with blind eyes asked Jian Jue, "Sir, do you not want the Immortal Sword?"

"Although the Immortal Sword is good, it does not match my swordsmanship; besides, why would I pick up a sword that Jiu Ming Zhenren does not like?

It is better to go somewhere else. I want to find the best sword in the world that suits me."

The master and servant left as soon as they said they would, without stopping for a moment.

Looking at the backs of the master and servant, Tian Lin was speechless for a moment.

Jian Jue seemed to be a little arrogant, and he did not even take the Immortal Sword seriously.

Tian Lin did not know whether it was Jian Jue's personality alone or the personality of all the immortal disciples of Jian Zong.

He soon thought of what Jian Jue said, that the Immortal Sword under Shenxiantang was not liked by Jiu Ming Zhenren.

According to this statement, Jiu Ming Zhenren once got the Immortal Sword, but did not take it away?

So Jiu Ming Zhenren found the Immortal Sword, what about the Yuanying masters of other immortal sects?