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1012. "The New Interpretation of Boiled Frogs in Warm Water"

Unexpectedly, Nezha, who tried every means not to go into the water, eventually became wet and was pushed into the sea by the huge waves.

Finally, Nezha, who had resigned himself to his fate, was about to give up the resistance, but happened to see a jade pendant flying out of the box of the overturned ship, with six characters written on it -

[Water Refuge Talisman·Emergency Use]

"..."

Nezha, whose face was swollen from holding in his breath, suddenly felt that he must be enjoying the protection of some "God" somewhere.

Nezha, who accepted the water-proof talisman, plunged into the deep sea, not caring that after she left, the slowly and silent boat that had been overturned in the water was suddenly pulled into a right position by an invisible force, and then it was completely

Disappeared without warning.

—·—·—·—

Originally, because the light of the Golden Crow cannot shine on the bottom of the sea, the deep sea should be very dark.

However, Nezha had long heard Ao Bing say that that was not the case. At least it was not dark near the Dragon Palace.

Although powerful monsters or practitioners have their own pupil magic powers, their vision will not be affected at all in darkness.

The sea tribe, who are originally aquatic, do not care about darkness and light.

But it's just like the human race who wants to build the dome of their house to 18 meters even though they are only three meters tall, or like to build some magnificent sculpture gardens even though they are useless.

The Dragon Palace was originally built to let other races see the craftsmanship and financial resources of the Sea Tribe. A group of self-luminous algae, jellyfish, etc. were specifically transplanted into the large area of ​​​​the sea near the Dragon Palace.

Try to spread these algae jellyfish in every aspect and every corner of the neighborhood.

And this cost-effective approach has indeed solved the problem of light sources on the seabed, building a magnificent undersea palace on the deep seafloor.

However... hundreds of years have passed since the Dragon Palace was built, and not many humans have visited here.

The whole body of Bai Blind is made of crystal glass, and everything within sight is a fairyland on earth dotted with stars.

This Dragon Palace has no idea how much ready-made "tourism resources" it has missed.

"Is this the Dragon Palace? It's so beautiful."

Protected by the spiritual light of the water-proof talisman, Nezha slowly sank toward the bottom of the sea.

With words of exclamation and praise in her mouth, she stepped onto the sand bed at the bottom of the sea for the first time.

Since all underwater races are accustomed to swimming in mid-air, few races can sneak in the sand.

So when Nezha, a human race, habitually wanted to step on the "ground", there was no doubt that... she sank in, and stirred up a piece of white sand scattered in the water.

"puff--"

After struggling to break out of the sand mist he had raised, Nezha cleared the sand in his mouth that was not there, and swam with some disgust, looking around to find the direction.

Although theoretically there is no such thing as "smell" at the bottom of the sea, who knows what the big guy who created [Water Avoidance Technique] thought, and insisted on simulating the "smell" in the water.

Determine the "air quality" based on the "water quality" and then simulate the "odor".

It is conceivable that the white sand accumulated on the seabed is mixed with the corpses of the sea people that have been buried everywhere since ancient times, and the various waters are also connected together...

Of course, the smell cannot be "good", which is the second reason why Dragon Palace has not become a tourist destination for earthly practitioners.

It's nice to look at, but it's not necessarily fun.

Nezha walked through the jungles of luminous corals and watched many groups of strange fishes walking around him. He couldn't stop laughing for a moment.

Sure enough, except for some small details that can be fatal, the underwater world is still very fun.

However, what Nezha didn't know was that just when she was about to break into the Dragon Palace, Chentangguan was facing an unexpected disaster...

—·—·—

"Father, what should we do? Among the practitioners of Jindan cultivation in Guan, including you, I am only five fingers high and cannot withstand this tsunami."

Jin Zha, a burly man, stood on the watchtower of the main ship and looked into the distance. He sent a message into the secret and asked Li Jing.

Li Jing, on the other hand, commanded his soldiers to connect the fleet and ships together to resist the tsunami, and replied calmly:

“If you can’t block it, you have to block it——

The people of Chentangguan, nearly 100,000 men, women, old and young, are watching. I don’t need to tell you how many people will die and how much property will be lost in this wave, right?"

"Oh, yes~——I understand, Commander-in-Chief, the Li family and Chentangguan live and die together, right?" Jin Zha said with some melancholy, as if he was nostalgic.

"Humph, thank you for remembering it."

Li Jing snorted, and the spiritual power as solid as a golden tower faintly circulated in his body, and the will to protect came from within.

The tsunami and black clouds came so suddenly that they had not much preparation at all, and they could not prepare breakwaters and formations in a hurry.

After much deliberation, it was only more reliable for high-level practitioners to use hard power to stop the tsunami.

But actually thinking about it doesn’t seem that reliable.

Two of the people with the highest cultivation level in Chentangguan are right at the port. They have the most say in whether they can be stopped——

"Oh, a huge wave that is a hundred meters high is at least ten thousand meters long, and there is not necessarily only one wave... Even if the real immortal comes, he can't stop it."

Jin Zha looked back with as much bitterness in his heart as on his face.

Jin Zha, like Li Jing, perhaps should be said to have inherited Li Jing's talent for practicing gold, but he took a completely different path of cultivation from Li Jing.

One is to turn yourself into a tower to protect the most precious treasure, hone your will and body, and walk the path of understanding yourself.

The other is to use one's own spirit to understand the gold of all things, which conforms to the properties of all metals in the world. It is the way to understand nature by igniting fire and tempering all metals.

It is impossible to say that the reason why father and son took different paths was not because Jin Zha received the "passionate education" from Li Jing's youth when he was a child.

Maybe it’s the so-called reverse psychology.

However, in the final analysis, they are still father and son. Although they have taken different paths, some of their underlying characters and will are still the same.

Even if he knew that he could not withstand the tsunami that was like a huge wall, Jin Zha could just watch the tsunami sweep through Chentangguan on the top of the mountain in Li Mansion, or he could find a place to take refuge alone...

He still can't do it.

"【Dragon Stake, Appear!~】"

A golden short stick appeared in Jin Zha's hand.

Immediately, the short sticks divided into many, transformed into countless, and then changed from small to huge, flying towards both sides with Jin Zha as the center.

In an instant, huge coiled dragon golden pillars connected the coastline of Chentangguan Port.

The golden wall of light was erected, like an unbreakable Great Wall barrier.

"Huh...I tried my best."

Jin Zha held the spell in his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief. His breath calmed down a lot, and he said with some distress:

"With my level of cultivation, it is already difficult to protect the front section, and... this kind of spell is burning spiritual stones all the time."

"Don't feel bad. Isn't it just for the purpose of refining this kind of magic weapon?" Li Jing glanced at Jin Zha, waved the messenger beside him to retreat, and straight away pulled out his own sword.

He doesn't have the means to wield tens of millions of weapons like his eldest son.
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