This monk is a bit mean

Chapter 170 Wanted for No Reason

"What are you going to Longshou Island for?" After Aoqiaqia left, Yu Linglong asked Yunshu via voice transmission.

"Can I go there and buy a new Qiankun bag?" Yun Shu felt uncomfortable when he thought of the smell of the Qiankun bag.

Of course, he was just bickering with Yu Linglong.

He actually wanted to return to the territory of the group of conger eels and continue practicing in his lightning array.

Yunshu stayed under the lightning array for half a year.

During the past six months, he repeatedly absorbed the lightning damage from the group of conger eels to practice.

From consolidating cultivation at the beginning, to improving cultivation in the end.

Under this thunder formation, he directly raised his cultivation to the peak of the initial stage of foundation building.

If it weren't for the fact that these lightning bolts could no longer hurt him, Yunshu would probably have stayed at the bottom of the sea and never come out.

Due to being struck by lightning for a long time, Yunshu's body has unknowingly increased its tolerance to lightning.

From then on, he was much more calm when dealing with lightning strikes.

Of course, if Yun Shu encounters a cultivator of the same level who practices thunder-attributed techniques, he can deal with it easily.

Half a year has passed, which is neither long nor short.

What Yunshu didn't know was that in the waters around Longshou Island, he had inexplicably become a wanted criminal.

It is also because of Yunshu, the wanted criminal.

The Artifact Gate of Longshou Island welcomed an uninvited guest that day.

The uninvited guest was wearing black clothes and a mask, and also a black cloak.

Outsiders cannot make out his appearance or figure at all.

When this person appeared in the hall of the Artifact Gate, he alarmed Wan Sangji who was preparing to go into seclusion to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Wan Sangji hurried to the hall and saw the back of the man in black.

My heart skipped a beat.

Then he stood behind the man in black and respectfully clasped his fists and saluted: "I didn't know you were coming, Senior. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. Please forgive me!"

The man in black didn't move or turn around.

He said in a voice that was neither male nor female: "I came to you to ask where your bald friend is now."

"I really don't know. He left after the auction on Longshou Island ended half a year ago, and I haven't seen him since then." Wan Sangji answered truthfully.

"Do you know where he went?" The androgynous voice of the man in black sounded again.

“I don’t know either!”

"But some people said that the bald guy came to see you before leaving Longshou Island!"

"Indeed, he came to me and asked for two people, then left. He didn't say where he was going!"

"Which two people?"

"Wang Sen, Fei Hong!"

After Wan Sangji said the two names, his eyes suddenly blurred and the man in black disappeared from the spot.

He stood blankly in the empty hall, muttering to himself: "What's wrong with this little bald guy? Why is he being looked for everywhere..."

And deep in the East China Sea, in a hall that was even more magnificent and luxurious than the palace of the Sea Whale Clan, a masked man in black was kneeling.

This man's attire was exactly the same as the man in black that Wan Sangji had just met.

Directly in front of him was an empty throne.

A cold and hoarse voice floated from the throne at this time: "Hasn't the bald guy been found yet?"

The kneeling man in black replied: "... not yet... yet."

"Then you can go die!" The cold and hoarse voice sounded again.

The men in black in the audience fell silent.

A huge thorn as thick as a thigh appeared on his chest.

The giant thorn pierced the man in black from behind, but strangely, not a drop of blood flowed out of the thorn.

Even on the huge wound, there was no drop of blood.

After a brief silence in the hall, the hoarse voice sounded again: "Sha Xuankun, General Sha?"

"I'm here!" A middle-aged man in blue armor appeared out of nowhere next to the body of the man in black.

He bowed respectfully to the empty throne without even looking at the corpse beside him.

"I heard that people from the Sea Whale Tribe appeared at the Dragon Head Island Conference half a year ago!" The hoarse voice sounded again after Sha Xuankun appeared.

"I don't know!" Sha Xuankun said with a fist.

"Hmph, I know you want to stay out of everything." The voice on the throne snorted coldly.

Then he continued: "But, I won't allow you to stay out of this matter this time. I want you to kidnap the chief elder of the Sea Whale Tribe and bring him to me!"

"I...I...obey your command..." Sha Xuankun obeyed the order hesitantly, and then disappeared out of thin air again.

After a long time, a hoarse voice was heard again in the silent palace: "Humph! Sea Shark Clan, you are not much better!"

After Sha Xuankun left the hall, he rushed towards his own territory at the fastest speed.

After returning to his territory, Sha Xuankun did not stop for a moment and dived directly into a deep underwater pit in his own sea area.

After entering the deep pit, he opened a secret door and stepped inside.

There were more than a dozen passages inside the secret door, and Sha Xuankun chose one of them.

Finally he came to a secret room.

There was only a cushion in the secret room, on which sat a bald old man cross-legged.

The old man looked haggard and withered.

After Sha Xuankun came in, he showed no expression at all.

"Dad, the person looking for the Seven Killing Islands has appeared!"

As soon as Sha Xuankun said this, the bald old man suddenly opened his eyes.

He suppressed his excitement and said in a trembling voice: "Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes, and just as the prophecy said, this person is a monk!" Sha Xuankun continued.

"What did you say?!" The bald old man appeared in front of Sha Xuankun, grabbed the collar of Sha Xuankun excitedly and asked.

"It's... a... monk..." Sha Xuankun was obviously frightened by his father's expression.

Realizing that he had lost his composure, the bald old man let go of Sha Xuankun's collar.

He turned and looked up, lost in thought.

"Is this day finally coming?" the old man said to himself.

After a while, he returned to his own cushion and meditated, closing his eyes and saying, "Find this monk and send someone to secretly protect him. Don't let anything happen to him!"

"Yes!" Sha Xuankun accepted the order respectfully.

"Please help me make a private appointment with that old turtle and tell him that I want to go to Qisha Island with him to meet an old friend!"

"Yes!"

After Sha Xuankun received the order again, he thought for a moment and continued to ask, "That person also asked me to capture the chief elder of the Sea Whale Tribe. What do you think..."

"Catch him! We can't break off relations with him until we send that monk to the Seven Killings Island!"

After saying that, the bald old man waved to Sha Xuankun and asked him to leave.

Sha Xuankun walked out of the secret room and returned to the surface of the sea from the deep pit on the seabed.

At this moment, an old man with silver scales all over his face suddenly appeared in front of him and knelt down.

"Old slave, I pay my respects to my lord!"

Sha Xuankun took out a painting from his arms and handed it to the person in front of him.

"Notify everyone to search the entire East China Sea for this person. Once found, protect him secretly and don't let anything happen to him!" Sha Xuankun ordered.

The old man took the painting with both hands and looked at it carefully.

The painting shows a monk with a sword on his back.