chsdbacks Chapter 215 Tasting The Magic Ability With The Tongue
Chapter 215 Tasting The Magic Ability With The Tongue
"Hey~"
"Hey~"
"Hey~"
Shortly after the Grand Fleet left, North.
A small fishing boat set up a triangular yellow cloth as a nondescript sail, staggered, and headed southward.
At the bow, a black and thin Taoist priest was manipulating the triangular canvas to catch the wind. His Taoist robe was torn and his hair crown was blown crookedly.
Behind the fishing boat, a round, bald monk was paddling hard. Due to the large tonnage, the stern of the boat sank obviously, causing the bow to tilt high. He held the big paddle in his hand, like two fire sticks .
The two of them worked hard, but the boat was not traveling fast, on the contrary, it looked like it was going to capsize at any time.
"Fahai, don't spare your strength, the water is going to freeze." The Taoist turned to the monk and urged.
"Ami, your whole family is a Buddha, if it wasn't for your delay with this rag, why would we be here?" the monk said angrily.
"A wise man is sure to make a mistake, but a poor man just had a little accident." The Taoist said with a stubborn face, "At least this sail is still useful, you see."
As he said that, the Taoist also showed off a simple sail machine that shook the triangular sail, and the bow of the boat swayed left and right, but he was not very proficient.
"You deserve to be called an invention?" the monk gritted his teeth angrily.
"This is called a soft sail. It is the only one in the world. As long as the angle is right, this sail can sail against the wind, which is better than a hard sail." The Taoist said proudly.
"You are so powerful, why do you need the poor monk to work hard?" the monk retorted.
The Taoist priest was at a loss for words, his black face turned red.
While speaking, the fishing boat turned around a bend in the river, and a sunken ship suddenly appeared half leaning on the river bed, and part of it was out of the water, just in front of the fishing boat.
"Not good, turn around quickly!" The great monk opened his eyes and exclaimed.
The Taoist turned around, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly manipulated the canvas to turn, but it turned out to be the other way around.
The fishing boat Zhang Feng accelerated and rammed straight towards the sunken ship.
"Boom!"
"Oh~"
"Ah~"
"..."
Just listen to a sound.
The fishing boat with its bow raised high took off with a ski jump, and rolled and hit the ice.
Taoist priests and monks were thrown flying, and the faces of one big and one small came to a solid stop on the ice, and they slid out more than ten feet away.
The two groaned for a long time before standing up with their faces covered, and looked at the nearby ice caps. They were confused for a while, and their expressions turned into surprise.
I saw that the nearby ice cap was in a mess, stretching for several miles. On the crushed ice, countless bows, arrows, crossbow spears, and wood fragments were floating, and some places were still smoking.
The most tragic, of course, is the sunken ship on the beach.
"There is a monster!"
The great monk's fat face changed, and he quickly moved his nose to identify it.
It seemed that the wind was in the wrong direction, so he ran to the water's edge again, and licked the edge of the ice sheet with a "ziliu".
"How is it?" The Taoist came over covering his face.
The great monk did not speak, but pinched his fingers and said: "The wind and smoke from all directions enter my mouth. Mani Padme Hum, the taste of the tongue is traced!" Then the big tongue "slicked" again, and the eyes opened: "Water Going down to make a demon, there is a bloody smell, and three of them died."
"What monster?"
"Eel demon, crab demon, loach demon."
"Black Dragon King and his gang?" The Taoist took a breath and said in shock, "The Black Dragon King is not weak at all, who can kill him underwater, maybe he was just injured?"
"Ami, your whole family is a Buddha, you can doubt that the poor monk can eat two hundred steamed buns for a meal, but you can't doubt that the poor monk's tongue tastes supernatural powers, I tasted the taste of heart blood, these three-headed demons will definitely die." The great monk said. Stern.
The Taoist was at a loss for words again, because the monk's tongue, no matter what he licked, never made a mistake.
Like he said, supernatural powers.
It is one level higher than the magic technique, extremely magical, and extremely unreasonable.
"The Black Dragon King is dead, who opened the way for Tu Baishou?" the Taoist asked again.
"A carp spirit."
The monk's face is full of holiness, as if he is declaring a truth that is universally applicable.
"Then hurry up and chase, the carp spirit will clear the way, the fleet is afraid that it will go straight to Linqing, if it is slow, it will really freeze." The Taoist said hastily.
So the two hurried to help the boat, but they found that the fishing boat was smashed, with a big hole in it, and even the nondescript sail was broken.
The monk's fat face twitched, and the Taoist's face was awkward, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, Pindao has another invention, the paraglider, which can fly by the wind."