Chapter 321 Chapter 320 Magic!

Zhang Hao stood on the side of the boat and quietly watched the crazy war on the shore. The madness of war is beyond imagination. In other words, there is only madness left here.

Influenced by hatred, conviction, and possibly religious ideas, all waged wild, savage battles. People are like fallen leaves, falling into the sea one after another.

Zhang Hao couldn't help sighing: "This is not a war at all, it's mutual consumption!"

After waiting for a while, Chen Yansong quietly touched it back, his expression still shocked. "The investigation is almost over.

Tsk... I'm in the stage of becoming a god, and I actually went to eavesdrop on the conversations of the juniors, and I still don't understand the language. As a last resort, I have to use illusion to guide them to talk nonsense, and gradually get used to their language. Fortunately, I figured it out.

The general situation is: About a hundred years ago, there used to be a demonic sect called 'Tiandu Sect' here, which was very powerful, and it was probably similar to our holy land.

But then the head teacher of the Tiandu faction died suddenly unexpectedly, and a strong man at the peak of the transformation stage died for no reason, which led to the split of the Tiandu faction.

Tiandu sent two disciples in charge to snatch away the sacred objects of Tiandu Mountain. One stole the Nine Heavens Sacred Flame, and the other stole the Nine Earths Red Lotus.

He also recruited some disciples of the Tiandu Sect to establish the Sacred Fire Sect and the Red Lotus Sect.

Today, these two sects both claim to be authentic and accuse each other of being master-killers! At present, such wars often occur. But this time it seemed extra intense.

Because of the hatred of killing teachers, the differences in the philosophies of the two sects, and the hatred formed in the previous wars, it gradually evolved into this appearance. "

Zhang Hao exhaled slowly, "For a murderer, there are so many casualties. These two sects are not serious sects, are they?"

At this time, Zhao Dahe said: "I know something about this. I heard it when I was in the Kunlun Continent. The Taotu Continent is the world of the Demon Cult.

The east and northeast of Taotu Continent are fine, as they have contact with the outside world; while the inland, west, and south are still... relatively barbaric. It is said that many denominations have human sacrifices! "

"Is it the Devil's Cult?" Zhang Hao looked at the battle on the shore, frowned slightly, and finally decided: "We can't go to the shore here, and we will be involved in the war. Sail along the sea to the north to see if we can find traces of people. "

Chen Yansong also agreed, and just took a sneak peek, and this expert was also frightened. On the battlefield, there are at least eight soul-transformation stage fighters on both sides, and the Nascent Soul stage and Jindan stage are hard to count; This is a collective suicide war, it's crazy!

The battleship started slowly and sailed north; but after all, the battleship did not completely hide from the masters of the seaside battle. With the help of the flames of the battle, they could vaguely see several relatively large black spots moving on the sea. But if it wasn't coming in the direction of the battlefield, it didn't pay attention.

But watching the 'black dot' heading north, Zuo Fawang, who was fighting with the Sacred Fire Cult, was careful after all. He ordered a Nascent Soul disciple to go along the coast to see the situation. Prevent it from being a dark hand of the Red Lotus Sect—that thing looks like a ship, not a sea monster! And it's a little strange to see a ship in the open sea.

The battleship went north along the coast, but Dugu Junjie recorded this place, because of this unprecedented encounter, Dugu Junjie marked this place as: Flaming Corner!

The battleship is about one kilometer away from the shore and sails at a speed of about 80 kilometers per hour. Several sailors on the bow are responsible for observing the water depth to prevent grounding. To observe the depth of the water, I used relatively special small spells and professional magic weapons.

The sky gradually brightened, and everyone on the battleship could gradually see the scene on the shore clearly. Just like Qixia Country, the shore near the open sea is desolate. Along the way, I saw several large and small rivers entering the sea, but there were no traces of people.

"Why don't you... go back? The war by the sea may be over." Zhao Yuhang, the captain of the battleship Zhiyuan, put forward his opinion.

"Let's go ahead for half a day and take a look." Zhang Hao said. The sea is vast, and the edge of a continent is also vast. It is a bit early to jump to conclusions after watching it for a while. Anyway, now that land is in sight, morale has begun to pick up.

But the shore was too desolate, and there were several small rivers, but none of them were enough for warships to enter.

At noon, the battleship was about to turn around and return, but at this moment a figure appeared on the shore, waving to everyone. The figure flew in mid-air, because it was one kilometer away and couldn't see clearly, but he could clearly see the other party waving and greeting.

"It seems that someone has already discovered it, and they probably have followed us for a long time." Zhang Hao said thoughtfully.

"I'll go over and have a look!" Zhao Dahe took the initiative to fly out.

After a while, Zhao Dahe flew back, "Master, you are a member of the Holy Fire Cult. They said that during the battle last night, Zuo Fawang of the Holy Fire Cult discovered us."

"Hey!" Zhang Hao nodded, "It is observed that the communication is only now, and the other party is also very vigilant, but this also shows that the other party should have the possibility of communicating. Please ask the other party to board the ship."

After a while, the disciple of the Sacred Fire Sect landed in front of Zhang Hao, stepping on the steel deck. He looked left and right in amazement, a 'strange ship' made of 'black iron' sailed from the open sea.

He observed left and right for a long time before finally looking at Zhang Hao with a frown: I don't know why a 'child' from the Foundation Establishment Stage came to meet him on such a big ship!

Zhang Hao was also observing the other party. As soon as the other party approached, there was a hot breath of flames.

This person's aura was hot like a flame, and his complexion was a little abnormally red, as if he had drunk some wine. In the pupils, there seemed to be faint flames flickering.

Judging from Zhang Hao's experience, this person probably has the aura of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and his clothes are a little weird—compared to the Qixia Kingdom. Dressed in a black Taoist robe, but with flame patterns, there is an indescribable weirdness.

This is different from Liu Xinyu's uniform. Dagon clothes are majestic and noble. This person's Taoist robe seemed a little strange and erratic.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Zhang Hao had no choice but to speak up: "Hi, we are from the Northern Continent of Fertility, and we are here for business. I am the young master of the firm, and I am in charge of this transaction."

"Ah... oh... hello... this is the Sacred Fire Sect. I am He Liguang, a disciple of King Zuo Fa of the Sacred Fire Sect."

The communication between Zhang Hao and He Liguang...was a bit difficult, the language gap between the two sides was not small. However, across the two worlds, no foreign language has appeared, but the pronunciation and language habits are somewhat different, which is already commendable.

But this made Zhang Hao even more puzzled: two worlds so far apart can speak the same language, and there are secrets in this world. You know, once on the earth, there were so many languages ​​in a small Europe.

The two communicated in such a stumbling manner that the people next to them were anxious; but both sides were strangers, and neither of them trusted the other, but they could not directly communicate with each other in terms of spiritual knowledge.

After more than an hour of stumbling, the two completed the basic communication:

Zhang Hao said, we are here for business, and we brought precious black iron, elixir, steel, some magic weapons, and even war weapons and so on. What we want to trade is mainly medicinal materials and so on.

He Liguang said: It sounds very interesting, but this matter needs to be reported to my master before it can be decided; then, can you provide some samples?

Zhang Hao said: There are not enough samples, and a gift for the first visit. One ton of black iron, 100 kilograms of steel, 500 kilograms of various elixirs, one ballista, and two pairs of complete sets of weapons and armor made of steel.

For the things Zhang Hao took out, He Liguang thanked him and accepted them, and then instructed the team to continue northward, but after more than ten kilometers, they came to a relatively wide river estuary. The big river is as choppy as it is.

Standing on the bow of the ship, He Liguang was in high spirits: "This is the Qingluan Kingdom, and this river is called the Qingsha River. Legend has it that the founder of the Tiandu Sect met his grandmother here.

At that time, the patriarch rode the fire dragon and the grandmother rode the green luan, and the two met in the river. At that time, just as the evil dragon in the river was poisoning the living beings, the grandmother took off her veil and threw it into the river to protect the banks and trap the evil dragon; while the ancestor held the "White Rainbow Sword" to kill the evil dragon.

Since then, the river has remained calm, moistening both sides of the river.

From now on, this country will be called Qingluan Country, and this river will be called Qingsha River. It is said that the green yarn remains in Jianghe to this day, suppressing Jianghe. There are also special sacrifices among the people. "

As he said that, He Liguang himself was a little yearning, looking at the river slowly flowing into the sea, a little lost in thought.

"It's a beautiful legend." Zhang Hao praised it.

He Liguang's tone was a bit high: "No, this is not a legend. Because it is clearly recorded in our "Patriarch's Wonderful Treasure"! It was dictated by the patriarch and recorded by the first generation of disciples."

Encountering such a "crazy believer", Zhang Hao quickly apologized. He Liguang seemed to hold back for too long, and for a while, he chatted with Zhang Hao.

Seeing the warships gradually entering the river mouth, Zhang Hao looked at the calm, bright Qingsha River, reflecting the green scenery on both sides of the river, and said with some fascination: "What a beautiful and wide river. I can visit the Tiandu faction in person. ?"

"This... hey... the Tiandu faction has split!" As he said that, He Liguang erupted, "About a hundred years ago, the master of the Tiandu faction wanted to pass the position of head teacher to the first disciple, but the second disciple was unwilling and killed him. Master! He also accused the eldest disciple of killing his master, and took away one of the sacred objects of the Tiandu Sect, the Nine Earth Red Lotus!

The eldest disciple only kept one of the sacred objects, the Nine Heavens Holy Fire.

Later, the Tiandu faction also split.

The eldest disciple led most people to create the Sacred Fire Sect, which took the Nine Heavens Sacred Fire as a sacred object; and this is the leader of our Sacred Fire Sect, the ancestor of Shengyang.

And that traitor led some members of the Tiandu sect to create the Red Lotus Sect, which took the nine-ground red lotus as a sacred object. That traitor proclaimed himself the Patriarch of Zhenyang.

After more than a hundred years, that traitor still refuses to admit his mistake! "

What He Liguang said was simple, but Zhang Hao understood the general situation of the year. But the truth... It's hard for Zhang Hao to judge. For the time being, he could only nod his head, but didn't speak.

The battleship finally docked at the mouth of the sea and stopped moving forward. He Liguang took the gift (actually a sample) from Zhang Hao and flew away. Said: It may take more than a day to go back and forth, so let everyone wait patiently.

In fact, it only took He Liguang more than half an hour to meet Qi Baichuan, the retreating master and Zuo Fawang. After a night of frantic fighting, both sides were exhausted.

After He Liguang told the story, Qi Baichuan was very surprised: "A battleship made entirely of black iron? Displacement is about 13,000 tons? Crossing the open sea? How big is this 13,000 tons? If it is converted into our unit?"

"Zhang Hao and I checked the unit. One ton is 1,000 kilograms, and one kilogram is about 1.5 kilograms on our side. 13,000 tons is almost 20 million kilograms!

Master, twenty million catties of black iron can arm all our soldiers to the teeth! "

Qi Baichuan stopped in his tracks. Although he was already Zuo Fawang—and the Sacred Fire Cult respected Zuo, he was still a little shocked when he heard this data. This is black iron.

"By the way, Master, this is a gift from Zhang Hao."

Qi Baichuan stopped He Liguang's movement, turned his head and ordered the Right Dharma King to take care of the team, and he quickly flew to the headquarters of the Holy Fire Cult with He Liguang.

The headquarters of the Sacred Fire Cult is no longer in the old place of Tiandu School, but has moved to a new location. After a hundred years of development, this place has become very prosperous. On the towering peaks, there are all densely packed and row upon row of buildings.

Qi Baichuan brought He Liguang to the foot of the mountain, then picked up the steps and quickly walked to the main hall on the top of the mountain. Within the holy mountain, no flying is allowed—unless something important and related to the life and death of the Holy Fire Cult happens.

At the highest point of the holy mountain, in the center of the main hall, is a flame altar, in which a lavender, sacred and noble flame, one person's height, is burning quietly. Surrounded by a circle of masters, they practiced while guarding the holy fire.