Deep Space Beyond

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The ferryman was dumbfounded, how could he still do this? This kid asked him to determine if it was normal to miss fishing, just for this moment? Pre-planned!

What shocked the ferryman the most was how could that dagger be so sharp?

He had already determined that the fishing line was not simple. Although it was very thin, it was engraved with countless symbols. It was stronger than the fishing line on his boat and could not be destroyed.

But now, it has been cut off!

He thought that Wang Xuan was picky, and his words were unpopular. He wanted the best "bait", and then he took a risk to pull the scriptures on the fishing line. As a result, this guy cut the line directly and took the salary from the bottom of the pot.

Wang Xuan didn't pick up the slate, and let it fall on the bamboo boat. He jumped onto the boat's awning, holding a short sword, and gestured towards the floating fishing line.

This fishing line is more difficult to cut than the sun gold. It is unusually strong and has a dignified aura. It must be a rare treasure!

The ferryman's eyes widened, this kid... After taking off the bait, do you still want to cut the fishing line? !

He wanted to ask, do you want to tear off the fishing rod too?

Looking at his posture, the ferryman even thought that he wanted to pull down all the fishermen!

After the fishing line lost the slate, it fluttered lightly, swaying with the night wind, crystal clear, densely covered with runes, exuding the breath of Dao.

Wang Xuan made several gestures, and finally held back. Although he speculated that the fishing creature on the moon could not interfere with the dead land, he felt that it was safe not to stimulate that creature.

He was very happy. Not long ago, he was deliberately frivolous, and finally came a ruthless, slashing the slate scriptures!

"Not only do you know how to fish, but I use my body as a bait to fish without a rod, without a hook!" Wang Xuan smiled.

He landed on the bamboo boat, and when he saw the ferryman staring at him, he suddenly looked solemn and said, "Senior, please!"

"What do you mean?" The ferryman looked at him.

Wang Xuan opened his mouth and said, "Senior, please read this most powerful scripture first. If you hadn't explained my doubts for me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get this slate."

"It has nothing to do with me, it's you..." The ferryman found that there was nothing to praise him, and he didn't want to say good things about him against his conscience.

However, he was really tempted. This slate has a great background and is placed in front of him. How many people can be indifferent?

"You really show me?" The ferryman's fingers trembled slightly, trying to restrain himself, but he still couldn't help but want to touch the stone slabs on the boat.

"Senior, you are welcome, we will deal often in the future." Wang Xuan said seriously.

"At that time, two of the top ten masters in the immortals died because of the slate scriptures. My master's ranking was not that high. After getting the scriptures by accident, after being known, they were finally hunted to death."

The ferryman was sad. It was his master's father. He was very strong and a good person, but he didn't get a good death.

Wang Xuan was moved. An ordinary-looking slate was actually stained with Lie Xian's blood. No wonder it was covered with cracks, covered with fog, and there were too many stories.

He paid more and more attention to this slate, which may be the scriptures he majored in in the future!

Ferry Human said: "You are willing to show me such a scripture with amazing origin? It is very likely to be one of the strongest scriptures."

He added: "Under the Old Testament, I have no right to ask you to show me."

Wang Xuan nodded and said, "Senior, I admire your character and person. You are so frank in the face of such scriptures. Don't worry, I sincerely want to invite you to come and see."

Then he added, "There is fog on the stone slab. I am afraid that the shock will not disperse, so I have to ask the seniors to take action. In addition, if the seniors can understand, please help me."

"I underestimate you. I would like to share even this kind of supreme secret in the true sense with others. It has great spirit and is stronger than some immortals. If they could look away a little bit, they wouldn't kill the blood of the immortals. Dye the sky red."

The ferryman sighed with emotion, and in the end he was extremely serious and warned Wang Xuan, saying: "Then I will tell you the truth. It is worth noting that this scripture is not practiced, because everyone who practiced it has had an accident. Even among the most ancient immortals, The existence of becoming a Buddha and being an ancestor has killed two people because of practicing it."

"I didn't die because of fighting or fighting, but because I practiced this scripture?" Wang Xuan was shocked.

"One of them was seriously injured and practiced the slate scriptures, but died soon after. There was another person who was not injured, practiced this scripture, and died in the end."

The ferryman's clothes were pitch black, and his body was long gone, just the remnants of his extraordinary power. He solemnly warned Wang Xuan that this scripture was terrible.

"Since there is a problem with the scriptures, why do you still need to practice? It's not worthy of being called the supreme scriptures, right?" Wang Xuan was puzzled.

"There is no problem with the scriptures. The powerful immortals competing for it have repeatedly deduced them. The theory is feasible. Once they are completed, their power is unparalleled, but it is really difficult to practice them."

The ferryman picked up the slate covered in mist. It could be more than three feet long and two feet wide, full of cracks and black blood stains.

"I'm just touching the scene and I miss the past. I'm still in awe of this scripture. I don't dare to read it or practice it, because I'm afraid something will happen." The ferryman picked up the slate and wiped it with his hand. Quickly untied the fishing line.

He turned his head and didn't look at it, for fear that he couldn't help but practice this scripture and tossed himself.

Wang Xuan stood beside him and studied it carefully. There were nine figures on the small slate.

Wang Xuan didn't know it, but there was a spiritual imprint passed on, allowing him to understand the true meaning of the scriptures, and along the way, he came to know the ghost-like characters.

Whether you practice or not, keep it in your mind first!

Soon, the ferryman realized that something was wrong. An inexplicable stream of light flashed on the slate, entered the scorpion, and became entangled with him, as if marking him.

There was a dark hole in the robe, and his blurred face appeared. His complexion changed and changed, silently realizing it, and then suddenly looked up at the passing moon.

"There are traps and deep pits on this stone slab, and it really isn't that easy to handle!" The ferryman said in a deep voice.

Then, he felt even more wrong, this slate had nothing to do with him originally, it belonged to that kid!

At the same time, the fishing line went away and disappeared into the night sky.

"Senior, what's the condition of this slate?" Wang Xuan asked, very concerned.

The ferryman looked bad and said, "You brat, do you have a premonition that something is wrong and let me take the blame?!"

He thought just now that this kid has a lot of courage, and now he is too unpleasant to look at. On purpose, this kid was alert in advance and had some doubts and guesses. Did this make him block the mine? !

"Senior, I really didn't know that the angler on the moon was so sinister. I thought I stole a scripture from that monster in vain, but I didn't expect it to be so pitiful, it's hard to prevent it!"

Wang Xuan sighed, with a lingering fear in his heart.

The ferryman carefully sensed the mark on him, and when he heard his words again, his face became even darker. Didn't you defend it all? I broke my defense, why don't I show it off? !

Wang Xuan looked up at the sky and said, "Insidious and vicious, this kind of old monster should be killed. If there is no good person, he will only want to harass the future generations!"

The ferryman was very uncomfortable. Looking at him, he said coldly, "Why do I think you have tricked me?!"

"Really not!" Wang Xuan couldn't admit it after being beaten to death, and said, "How could I have thought that the various routines of the anglers on the moon are really old scumbags!"

Then, he asked in a low voice, "Senior, is there any problem with the scriptures?"

The ferryman was convinced that this kid must have been vigilant long ago, and asking him to carry the thunder really made him want to violate the old covenant and educate him.

"You are still thinking about the authenticity of the scriptures?" The ferryman was indignant.

Wang Xuan raised his short sword and was about to split the slate, saying, "I'm venting my anger for the senior!"

"Don't destroy the slate!" The ferryman quickly stopped him. He also wanted to use the slate to reason with the anglers on the moon.

As soon as Wang Xuan heard this, he immediately became aware that there was no problem with the slate scriptures!

He stared at the slate and read it carefully again. The nine figures of human figures and the densely-packed ghost talismans were all kept in his mind without any problems.

Suddenly, the ferryman stood upright, looking up at the sky, and the disappeared fishing line reappeared. This time, no scriptures landed, but a set of golden anchor hooks, which came towards him!

"I... go!" He was shocked, and then looked at Wang Xuan with murderous eyes, and even kept blocking the knife for this kid!

The set of anchor hooks were all made of sun-gold and were extremely huge. If they were anchored on a person, a huge blood hole would appear immediately, as if a spear had been bent.

"Misunderstanding, it's not me!" The ferryman kept dodging, and then he held a fishing rod made of Ascension God Bamboo, touched the set of anchor hooks, and talked to him.

"I am the ferryman of the dead land, the keeper of the promise. There is a misunderstanding. I have stopped the disaster for others. I can return the slate scriptures to you!"

Wang Xuan saw the ferryman turn into a ray of light, dodging there, and the group of big hooks also left a afterimage, chasing him endlessly.

"Traps one after another, all are routines." Wang Xuan wiped a cold sweat, and then said: "Senior, I thought you were my own, but I didn't expect that the monsters on the moon would not recognize six relatives, and even you wanted to fish them away!"

"Shut up, I don't want to talk to you!" The ferryman was very angry.

Although he is a remnant of extraordinary power, he is very clear that when he was still in the flesh, he was a person from the age of immortals. As for the angler on the moon, it is unclear.

The dead land is too old to exist before the immortals!

Finally, the ferryman used the Divine Feather Bamboo to resist the set of fish hooks made of Sun Gold again, and kept whispering, as if he was explaining something quickly.

However, the anchor hook vibrated and seemed to be still exerting force.

Wang Xuan saw the opportunity, jumped up, turned the short sword, cut off the fishing line with a clang, and let all the anchor hooks fall!

The ferryman was stunned, he was still talking here, that kid took the opportunity to attack, his hands were too dark and too pitiful!

Wang Xuan said: "Senior, he can't interfere with the dead land, he can take action when he should, and there is hardness in softness!"

The bamboo boat was bumpy and almost capsized. The set of anchor hooks was too heavy, and it was shining brightly.

Wang Xuan walked over, still didn't dare to touch it, but his eyes were bright, this is a pile of sun gold!

"Don't even think about it, you have to pay it back!" Ferry said.

"Why, he wants to fish, I'm anti-fishing!" Wang Xuan was dissatisfied.

The ferryman persuaded: "I really don't know much about creatures on the moon, but I'm afraid that if I push it too quickly, something will happen."

"Then leave a hook!" Wang Xuan said firmly, choosing one hook from a group of fish hooks.

"What do you want it to do, and also want to fish?" The ferryman was puzzled.

"Such a big fish hook, isn't it a spear when it hits straight? A spear made of sun gold, I heard that it is designed to destroy evil spirits and ghosts and gods, who wouldn't be tempted?!" Wang Xuan insisted to keep one.

The ferryman looked at him and had nothing to say. After a long time, he sighed: "Okay, you can keep a fishing hook as a spear and return the slate."

Wang Xuan was reluctant and studied the slate again before giving up.

In the end, there was only one golden fishing hook left in the boat, which could be two meters long if it was straightened.

The ferryman brought the slate and the anchor hook to the fishing line, but as soon as they touched it, with a swoosh, those things were pulled up into the night sky and disappeared, returning to the moon.

Finally calmed down, the ferryman stared at Wang Xuan with a bad expression.

Suddenly, his face changed again, and the mark that entered his body from the slate began to glow, and with a slight vibration, a very clear meaning came out.

"The cross-regional war of the dead will start at any time. Seed players are invited to actively prepare for the battle. Maybe it will take ten years, maybe just today, always prepare for the expedition!"

The ferryman is petrified, I can't believe my ears, there is no worst, only more pits!

After he took the blame for the kid, the bad reactions continued to ferment, and the series of pits continued one after another. And let no one live!

After Wang Xuan learned about it~www.readwn.com~ I really felt that the creatures on the moon were not easy to deal with. It was a series.

If he hadn't been careful enough to let the ferryman try the water first, he would have been a complete tragedy. I thought I wasn't caught on the moon and got the slate scriptures. I thought that the anti-fishing was successful, full of harvest and a sense of accomplishment. In fact, the trap has just begun!

"I'm still too young, the serial traps, the anglers are too insidious, they will capsize if they are not careful!" Wang Xuan said with emotion.

The ferryman's clothes were pitch black, and he felt like he was going to explode, especially when he heard Wang Xuan say that, his whole person was not well.

He said coldly: "It was me who capsized, okay? I carried everything for you!"

Naturally, he couldn't give up so easily, and it was absolutely impossible for him to go to war for this kid.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wang Xuan immediately said, "Senior, I will practice the strongest scriptures on the slate now. When I become stronger, I will avenge you and vent my anger for you!"

"Don't practice, people will die. Let me correct today's mistake first, and you can practice again!" The ferryman hurriedly stopped him.

Wang Xuan was embarrassed and insisted on practicing, saying, "It won't work if you don't practice. I feel like I'm about to transform again soon, and the activity of my body's cells will surge. I want to take this rare opportunity to change my exercises and lay the foundation for my future!"

"You will train yourself to death!" The ferryman was anxious, and he still wanted to find a way to transfer the mark to Wang Xuan.

"Then please give more guidance, senior, and protect the way for me, I'm about to start!" Wang Xuan sat cross-legged on the bamboo boat.

The ferryman simply wanted to slap him to death. He caused so many troubles and asked him to protect the way. He was really tired and crooked! But he does feel a little helpless, because Wang Xuan really can't die now!

After reading the news, the flood is really terrible. I wish the book friends in Henan safety and pay attention to safety when traveling.