Really... shameless...

He You's words had no concealment, so when he said it, it spread throughout the sea.

First there was a brief silence, then there was an uproar.

Behind him, the monks from different forces on the string of ships couldn't help but change their colors.

Among them, especially the local monks in Shencheng were the most surprised. Although today's scene is already an enemy, not a friend, but in their opinion, one side is a powerful man who has lived for two hundred years, and the other side has a more mysterious origin...

The two met in full view of the crowd, and they should have held some, but they never thought that this worshiper He was so rude...

"This is not a cover up at all."

Some people sighed.

In contrast, the monks from Jiangning Mansion among the audience were not too surprised. As soon as they were gathered in the bamboo forests in the Ten Directions, they had already understood the style of He Gongfeng.

Secondly... considering the "history" of "Qing Cang Zhenren" ridicule the entire territory back then, the discourse at this level may have been considered mild.

On a boat with classical shape and nowhere, the host of Yecao Temple, Monk Tongren was wearing a monk's robe, with bright eyes looking at the center of the battlefield ahead, quietly exclaiming, and saying, "It's you, you..."

At the same time, squatting on the head of "Qianhe" who was sitting on his shoulder, his two camera-like eyes became brighter and brighter.

On the opposite side, on the sea, the "line" composed of whale dragons finally changed. Faced with He You's merciless ridicule, the people of the Jiang clan all appeared angry.

In the corner of the crowd, a short and slightly stunted whale dragon was crowded with several "religious evildoers" of the Taoist Dharma.

Liu Mao hugged his arms and carefully shrank his neck to observe the battlefield. He heard He You's words, he subconsciously shivered and whispered: "Oops."

"Senior Brother...what is wrong?" The youngest brother of Daofa Sect next to him couldn't help but whisper.

Liu Mao glanced alertly at the Jiang clan people not far away, then lowered his voice and said:

"I think something is wrong. I originally thought Jiang Huai won this wave, but... I'm not sure now. Have you noticed it? He... He doesn't seem to be afraid at all.

Logically speaking, if he came over under pressure and lacked confidence in this battle, he should not anger Jiang Huai like this. No matter how he looked at it, it would be of no benefit to him...unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless... he has some backhand hidden." Liu Mao said softly, then swallowed and said to several junior brothers, "You are smarter, look at my winks. If the situation is wrong later, we will leave immediately."

...

...

The brief riot quickly calmed down again.

However, keen people have discovered that the atmosphere in this sea area has changed.

maritime.

Jiang Huai, whose hair and beard were white, was silent for a moment. Facing He You's sarcasm, he did not express any expression, but his voice became increasingly low, and he sighed: "I heard about He Gongfeng's temper and nature earlier. When I saw him today, I am well-known."

After pausing, he spoke again for the previous head of the family, without just saying:

"After this, there is no need for disputes between verbal disputes. The monks from Jiangning and Shencheng have been in good friendship for a hundred years and belong to the Jiangnan lineage. I had no intention of making the same family fight.

Today, many fellow Taoists are invited to come, and they are just thinking about being a witness... As long as He Gong is willing to give in, why do you have to fight to the death?"

"Get back?" He You stood on the sea, walking on the flat ground, but when he heard this, he asked with a smile, "I want to hear, how is it a way to give back?"

"As long as you return the treasures of our clan, then..."

"Ha!" He You only heard halfway through his ears, and then he chuckled as if he could not help but hear something ridiculous:

"Your tribe treasure? At this time, it was still the same speech. Could it be that Senior Jiang just hoped that I would explain it to everyone in public, what is that?"

Speaking of the last sentence, the smile on He You's face was extremely exaggerated.

Jiang Huai fell silent.

Of course he didn't want to make trouble, and Jiang Huai also knew that He You didn't want to disclose the information about the dragon soul.

This is not just because the dragon soul itself is an extremely precious thing.

Moreover, for some reason, Jiang Huai could probably guess the origin of the dragon soul... it was a life that came from the fairy world.

Although many people vaguely guessed that the so-called "treasure" that the two were fighting for was the so-called "thing from heaven", few people knew that their original body was a dragon's soul.

As for the identity of the residents of the fairy world, it is only known to a very small number of people.

If it spreads, it will inevitably trigger countless eyes on the land of China and make things more complicated. Therefore, the Jiang family always only called "treasures in the clan", but refused to explain it clearly.

And in the past three days, facing the storm of the outside world, He You also chose to hide it.

To some extent, this is a tacit understanding between both parties.

However, at this moment, Jiang Huai suddenly realized that his opponent was a little different from what he imagined, so he wisely closed his mouth.

He stopped this topic and stopped trying to anger He You. He ignored the curious monks in the distance, and just sighed:

“We can talk, or even make a deal.”

He You looked at the other person coldly, and knew the meaning of Jiang Huai's words in his heart. Obviously, this 200-year-old veteran is also unable to figure out his foundation.

In other words, he is unwilling to pay the price of losing his own life, so he is still trying to give him "Vivi" on his own initiative. As long as he nods, Jiang may agree to pay some price in exchange.

This is the meaning of the word "transaction".

However, the conversation between the two fell into the ears of the monk watching the battle in the distance, but they only felt that the inside story was mysterious and became more and more curious, but they also understood that it was unlikely that they would know the truth today.

I had to turn my attention to He You and wanted to see how this worshiper He answered.

"I should agree... Could it be that he really has the confidence to resist the cultivator in the stairs realm? I heard... he has only been practicing for two months... Even if the strong man seized his body a hundred years ago, there is no reason why he can defeat Jiang Huai..."

Some people analyzed it and won the approval of many monks.

However, the next second, He You's cold voice came over.

"Do you still want to fight? It's really long-winded."

His answer was decisive, without any hesitation, and there seemed to be a hint of...urging and...impatient in his tone?

Hearing this answer, Jiang Huai's expression sank, and the monks in the distance also showed surprise again.

On Bai's boat, Bai Zao heard a soft sigh from his mother standing beside him, as if helpless, and as if she had expected it.

On another ship, Monk Tongren was not surprised by this answer, but just carefully adjusted the shooting angle of "Chanhe".

The many casual cultivators stood on the deck of the ship where they gathered. Xiao Ya pressed the handrail and listened to the sound coming from the sea in front. Hearing the original discussion behind him stopped.

The next second, she suddenly felt that the metal railings she was holding on her hands suddenly became colder.

...

Not an illusion.

The temperature has really gotten a little colder.

Just as He You finished speaking, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply in the world. The East China Sea, which was already a little cold at night, blew up the wind like the time of winter in an instant.

The temperature changed very suddenly and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"The spiritual environment fluctuates abnormally!"

The people present, regardless of their cultivation level, sensed the abnormally changing environment around them at this moment.

As everyone looked up, suddenly, Xiao Ya heard only a burst of exclamations rising from the crowd:

"Snow!"

"It's snowing!"

She raised her head in shock and looked at the sky... The night sky was still clear, the silver moon was hanging high, the stars were shining, and there were no dark clouds covering them. However, snowflakes were falling from the deep sky.

This scene is extremely strange and beautiful.

It was already a hot summer, but in a blink of an eye, it seemed to be entering the cold winter.

...

On the Bai Shi ship.

The white dates were also tilting their heads, looking at the falling snowflakes.

She raised her right hand in a daze, held one with her palm, and then felt it melting into water droplets in pure white.

"Don't touch it."

Then, she heard her mother's heavy voice.

At the same time, Mrs. Bai's robe sleeves were slightly swelling, rolling up a breeze, blowing away the surrounding snowflakes, creating a "vacuum area" around everyone on the deck.

While Mrs. Bai made this move, the great monks on the ships also took action with a serious expression, rolling up the cold wind and blowing away the snow around them, as if it was an extremely dangerous thing.

Only those small and medium sects and casual cultivators did not notice it. It was not until they witnessed the actions of the great monks that they realized it and drew the gourd as they did.

And finally realized that the changes in the astronomical phenomena obviously originated from the old man in the sea ahead.

As expected, as heavy snow fell from above the sea, Jiang Huai, who was sitting cross-legged, sighed aging:

"well."

This sigh seemed to contain some extremely strong pressure.
To be continued...