There are a total of seventeen icebergs floating scattered on the sea.

The drunkard stood on one of the icebergs, and there was a beautiful female corpse lying at her feet, wearing a purple shirt and a vertical eyebrow.

Although she had died in the sea of ​​abandonment many years ago, her skin was still as white as fat and did not rot.

"It's so beautiful. How can I get you, but since I meet it, I naturally can't let it go."

The drunkard seemed quite excited. His wrinkled old hands trembled and stretched out, unbuttoned the buckles of the female corpse, revealing a large area of ​​delicate skin. Then, he grabbed the pendant hanging around the neck of the female corpse and pulled it off.

The pendant is a small jade-like three-leaf flower, scattered with nine circles of green holy light, which is extremely beautiful, like a green lamp flashing in the dark.

The drunkard's two fingers pinched the three-leaf blue and white blue eyes, and his eyes were full of excitement, saying, "In legend, the three-eyed ancient tribe's holy object, three-leaf and nine-flowered flowers, can be immortal as long as you wear it on your body. Such a treasure really exists. It's so beautiful, with delicate patterns and thick life. What kind of virtue is I drunkard's, and what kind of virtue is I?"

"Boom."

A wave of water dozens of feet high was stirred up and slapped at the drunkard.

The drunkard spit out a mouthful of sea water from his mouth. He was so scared that he quickly put away the Sanye Jiushenghua, pinched his fists with both hands, made a defensive posture, and shouted: "Who? Who dares to steal my Sanye Jiushenghua? Huh...what is that?"

On the sea, a huge beast-shaped shadow moved over and covered the drunkard.

"Ao."

The huge body of the Dragon Li Saint Beast King appeared above the head of the drunkard, roared, stretched out a sharp giant claw, and slapped down.

The powerful sound waves made the sea surface sink rapidly, forming a huge basin, and the water flow in all directions rose sharply, just like a huge mouth growing on the sea surface to swallow the drunkard.

"What a powerful corpse gas."

The drunkard's face narrowed and became extremely serious. Then, a terrifying power surged out of his old body. His body was cast like iron and steel needles, and his whole temperament became sharp.

"Bang!"

As soon as he stepped on the water, a black demonic aura suddenly surged out and turned into a demon cloud covering the sea.

The drunkard hugged his hands together, and then the demonic energy between heaven and earth rushed into the sky like pillars, condensed into a black demon millstone with a diameter of dozens of miles.

The black demon millstone rotated rapidly, and the demonic energy was overwhelming, making the entire world turn into a vortex.

"Boom."

The Dragon Li Saint Beast King suffered a blow from the Black Demon Millet, and thousands of scales fell on his body. His huge body was beaten to fly out and fell into the sea.

"Ao..."

The Dragon Li Saint Beast King escaped from the bottom of the sea, and his roar gradually faded away and finally disappeared completely.

This sea area has returned to peace.

"A mere dead object is no longer as powerful as before. It is overestimated that he dares to snatch my three-leaf and nine-flowered flowers."

The drunkard put away his demonic energy, took out a wine pot, and poured a sip of strong wine into his mouth.

A voice sounded behind him: "The Black Demon Milling Pan is the ultimate holy art of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect. Are you a member of the Demon Sect?"

The drunkard was not surprised at all. He turned around and stared at the young man sitting on the iceberg. His voice was as hoarse as a male duck, and said, "You are proficient in the black demon milling wheel, and you are a person in the Demon Cult? Are you also proficient in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, are you a Buddhist disciple?"

Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to argue with the drunkard. He put away the Ten Saints Blood Armor, his body was covered with blood-red cracks, and his whole body seemed to be about to be split, and his nerves were numb because of the pain.

The drunkard snorted coldly: "Your kid's cultivation level dares to provoke such a fierce thing. Fortunately, you have already practiced to become a saint in your body, otherwise your body will have been blown up."

"You think I want to provoke it, but you are looking for the Six Saints...ahem..."

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to say it, coughed twice, coughed out of his holy blood, and then took out a Fengchun pill, swallowed it into his mouth, and began to heal his injuries.

The drunkard stared wide, rushed over and asked anxiously, "What are the Six Saints? What are you looking for? Don't heal your wounds first, and then heal them after you say that."

The drunkard was so anxious that he jumped up and down like a monkey, because he suspected that what Zhang Ruochen said was probably the thing he was looking for.? The recipe for the Six Saints Dingtian wine.

The drunkard spent a lot of time and energy, consulted countless classics, and went to the wild secret realm, always trying to re-develop the Six Saints Dingtian wine, so as to leave a name in the history of mankind.

Of course, it would be better if you could find the recipe for the Six Saints Dingtian wine in the past.

Recently, the drunkard finally found some clues about the recipe of Six Saint Dentian wine, and the clues pointed to the Yin-Yang Sea. Therefore, he took huge risks to come to the Yin-Yang Sea to try his luck.

Zhang Ruochen said halfway, and he didn't say anything. What's wrong with him?

Half an hour later, Zhang Ruochen's injuries recovered 90%, all the wounds on his body healed, and his spirit became very full.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the wrinkled old face and a pair of smiling eyes of the drunkard.

"Zhang Ruochen, what did you say just now? What are you looking for the Six Saints?" asked the drunkard.

"Nothing." Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.

"How could it be nothing?"

"It was just a casual statement."

Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm, stood up, looked at the vast and boundless abandoned deep sea, and said, "Previously, I seemed to hear you say that the three leaves and nine flowers are blooming. Is it the legendary Three-eyed Ancient Tribe?"

"No, you heard it wrong!"

The drunkard shook his head quickly and refused to admit it at all.

The Three-Eyed Ancient Clan is an ancient clan that has disappeared into the long river of history. Its inheritance was cut off in the Middle Ages and the entire ancient clan has become extinct.

As a holy object of the Three-eyed Ancient Clan, three leaves and nine flowers have many magical legends.

It is said that wearing three leaves and nine flowers on your body can make the monks live forever and prolong their life.

According to legend, there was a saint in the ancient tribe of Sanye who lived to die for more than 10,000 years because she wore three leaves and nine flowers.

You should know that generally speaking, the life span of a human saint is 360 years. Every time one level is improved, the life span will increase accordingly.

However, no matter how much it increases, the life span of the saint is difficult for 800 years. Even if there is, he has taken a lot of life-sustaining holy medicines.

Only figures at the level of the Saint King will have a life span of more than a thousand years.

The life span of the Great Sage will last at least three thousand years.

A human being able to live for more than 10,000 years is even more scary than a great saint.

It is precisely because of this legend that the Three Leaf Nine Flowers are covered with a mysterious veil. Any monk who gets such a treasure will definitely be ecstatic.

Of course, those are just legends. After research and calculation, later monks felt that the legend was not true and had exaggerated elements.

Zhang Ruochen did not argue with the drunkard and did not continue to ask questions.

He released his mental power and returned along the same path, looking for Huang Yanchen, Ao Xinyan and others.

The drunkard's eyes turned, then flew up and landed above the iceberg where Zhang Ruochen was, and smiled: "Why are we entering the Yin-Yang Sea together? Of course, we have to go back together. I will go find someone with you."

Zhang Ruochen remained silent, but was smiling in his heart.

Just now, Zhang Ruochen deliberately said the word "Six Saints" to attract the drunkard and let the drunkard take the initiative to follow him to find someone.

The strength of the drunkard is quite powerful. With him by his side, if you meet the Dragon Li Saint Beast King again, Zhang Ruochen would not have escaped as embarrassed as before.

The rules of heaven and earth that abandon the deep sea are a bit strange. Zhang Ruochen's mental power can only extend to a hundred miles and continue to extend outward. What you see will become more and more blurred and eventually become nothingness.

Not only that, Zhang Ruochen, Huang Yanchen and Xiaohei originally had a subtle sense of induction, which could find the other person's direction. At this moment, this sense of induction also disappeared!

Back to the sea area where the Dragon Li Saint Beast King first appeared, Zhang Ruochen did not find Huang Yanchen, Ao Xinyan and others, they should have left.

"It's awful. Abandoning the deep sea is so vast. If you want to find them, you are undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack." Zhang Ruochen was a little worried about their safety.

The drunkard handed a wine pot to Zhang Ruochen and smiled and said, "Why are you worried about so much? I am drunk now. I will take a sip first."

"No drink." Zhang Ruochen said.

The drunkard shook his head, lifted the wine pot, and started drinking it himself.

"With Qing Mo's strength, even if they encounter the strong men of the imperial court, the Immortal Blood Clan, Jiuli Palace, and Zulongshan, they should be able to escape unscathed. Although Xiao Hei is greedy for treasures, he is very smart and rarely suffers losses."

Zhang Ruochen's worries gradually dissipated.

Even if you worry, it's useless. It's better to choose to believe in their strength.

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen took out dozens of objects found from the body of the Dragon Li Saint Beast King from the space ring, placed them on the iceberg, and began to study them.

Drunk crazy was lying comfortably in a low position on the iceberg, glanced at the pile of objects and smiled, "Where did you find such a large pile of broken copper and iron?"

"It is possible that there are also unparalleled treasures found in the broken copper and iron."

Zhang Ruochen squatted down, picked up the objects, and carefully identified the words on it.

While drinking, the drunkard sneered and said, "There are so many treasures left in the deep sea. Every one can shake the cultivation world when you take them out. But you just found a lot of waste, and you are still too young and have limited eyesight. Do you want me to take a treasure out and make you more knowledgeable?"

The drunkard couldn't help it, and kept rubbing the three leaves and nine flowers with his fingers, wanting to take it out and show it out in front of Zhang Ruochen. He was very expectant and thought that Zhang Ruochen would definitely be quite envious and jealous.

The picture must be quite exciting.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen let out a light ejaculation from his mouth, and picked up a yellow-brown gourd from a pile of objects.

A wooden gourd can be preserved from hundreds of thousands of years ago to the present, without any trace of decay, which is really strange.

"That gourd...is it..."

When the drunkard saw the gourd in Zhang Ruochen's hand, his eyes lit up, he jumped up with somersaults, stretched out his hands and was about to rush over to grab it.

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