The three-hundred-year-old black pearl was naturally not really lucky for them to fish it out of the water.

Rather, it is from one of Captain Sashawi's collection.

As for this shallow sea, even if black pearls can be produced, it will be the sky in thirty or fifty years.

The reason why he did this on purpose is to find a reason for himself to join Jian Mo later.

On the other hand, it is also to ask Jian Mo to give something for herself.

Trust is something that doesn't happen out of thin air.

Just like falling in love, unilateral giving is useless.

Only when the two sides pay each other's interests will the relationship gradually deepen and strengthen.

As for this three-hundred-year-old black pearl, it actually brought him a dispensable state of gain. I can't feel it without it.

After complimenting the other party, Jiang Li began to pretend to heal.

This healing lasted an entire night, and he didn't waste time, but was practising a power that he had completely mastered.

From Jiang Li's body, a faint halo began to radiate. It doesn't look very noticeable, but some wonderful changes have taken place in the halo shrouded land.

On the small island in the summer night, a group of insects was attracted by the bloody smell of the wounds on everyone's body, and they flew around them constantly.

The seven survivors were disturbed.

Only Jiang Li didn't seem to notice at all.

There are many states on his body, and mosquitoes naturally cannot smell his breath.

But in order to practice the exercises, he deliberately placed a simple potion next to him that could attract mosquitoes.

Those insects were attracted by the potion, but every time they approached the halo around Jiang Li, it would be strange. They turned back in the opposite direction, and they couldn't get close again and again.

This layer of halo comes from the reversal field of the cemetery Jiuyoumu, a powerful magical power that originated from imitating the magical rules of the Back Yin Mountain and based on the birth of the Jiuyou Dao Sutra.

With this magical power, Jiuyoumu in the cemetery can even save his life and escape from the earth immortal, and it is even more unfavorable to fight at the same level.

Originally speaking, the technique of supernatural powers is based on the rules of heaven and earth.

Usually only after transforming into a deity, with the primordial spirit out of the body's cage, can one glimpse the tip of the iceberg of the world's mysteries and barely reach the minimum standard for learning and comprehending supernatural powers.

But Jiang Li was different. He practiced the Guanyin Heart Sutra, and his soul was far stronger than the Yuanying cultivator in all aspects. Apart from the fact that there was no qualitative change in the primordial spirit, it was already infinitely approaching the level of transformation.

More importantly, he has moderate merit and blessings, and the mysterious barriers of heaven and earth are far more fragile to him than others.

This gave him the basic conditions to comprehend the method of supernatural powers.

In addition, the heart of a tree in the cemetery Jiuyoumu was directly attached to him, teaching him hand in hand.

He can also directly read all the memories of the clone, and imitate it bit by bit like this.

Under such favorable conditions, it didn't take long for Jiang Li's practice in this field of reversal to have initial results.

This supernatural power was also the main reason why Jiang Li was reluctant to kill Jiuyoumu in the cemetery, but turned it into a clone with a precious parallel consciousness.

It's just that if you don't use the power of Jiuyoumu in the cemetery, the reversal power that Jiang Li exerts on his own is only a thin layer, and it is far from being a domain.

After a night of cultivation, Jiang Li opened his eyes in the expectant gaze of the other seven.

A mouthful of turbid air was exhaled, like a tornado, like a gust of wind, and the waves in front of it retreated three hundred feet, exposing a large muddy seabed, which could not be recovered for a long time.

This kind of power made these mortals with shallow knowledge, shocked beyond words. Such an effect can be achieved in one breath. What was the strength of this "Mr. Li Jiang" before the injury?

"Mr. Li Jiang, have you recovered from your injury?"

Jian Mo couldn't wait to step forward to ask.

Jiang Li smiled and gave them a reassuring look.

"It has recovered a bit, and I can use 50% of my strength. This is also thanks to Miss Jian Mo's black pearl."

"It's not too late, tell me the location of your country, and go back to treat Miss Jian Mo's mother now."

"Mr. Li Jiang, wouldn't it be too hard for you?"

The seven people were still a little worried. Just one night ago, Jiang Li was still in that state of serious injury. In case of another injury, there is no second black pearl to treat him.

"It's okay, it's just the envoy to fly the magic weapon, it's not in the way."

With that said, Jiang Li took out a small boat the size of a peach core from the coffin.

Enter the spiritual energy into it, and the boat will quickly become larger, turning into a beautiful floating building ship.

There are beautifully carved figures on the top, and if you look closely, it turns out that there are hundreds of human-shaped wood demons with wooden textures on the surface, working on the boat.

Obviously there is no one alive, but it looks very hot.

This is a flying boat made from the peach core of the ancestor of the Mu family, Pantao.

The quality is not bad, but the speed of the ordinary flying boat is a bit tasteless for Jiang Li, so he has never had the opportunity to use it.

This time I have to bring a few mortals, which is just right.

After a few people were once again shocked by Jiang Li's "fairy means", they also boarded the upstairs boat.

The peach core flying boat floated off the ground and headed towards the kingdom of Jian Mo's adoptive father.

As long as the flying boat in the Xiu Xian world maintains a certain height, it can largely prevent the attack of sea beasts, but once it encounters a sea storm, it will still be blinded.

Without a good navigator on board, it's easy to run into dangerous situations.

However, the flood does not rush to the Dragon King Temple.

Jiang Li was considered a pure-blood dragon no matter what, and the storm at sea would hardly have any effect on him.

Even if the flying boat is not immune to storms like his body.

Now he is still unable to rely on his own strength to forcibly stop and set off a destructive storm comparable to the power of nature.

But predicting where and when a storm will occur is fairly straightforward.

Flying in a near-straight line, avoiding only a few sea storms along the way.

It took less than a day in total, and they crossed the distance that they had traveled for more than half a year and returned to the coastal kingdom.

"Mother, mother, I'm back!"

The flying boat landed in a palace that was not very luxurious.

Jian Mo couldn't wait to rush into a room in the cold palace, but what she saw inside was not her mother, but a pair of guards and palace maids who were having sex.

"Bastard, who let you in!"

The guard was flustered at first, but then he realized that the person who came in was just Princess Jian Mo, who was inferior to the servant, and began to curse.

"It turned out to be Princess Jianmo. Since she's here, why don't you come with us!"

Not only was he disrespectful, but he also stepped forward to pull him boldly, obviously still wanting to taste the princess.

Until a streamer passed by, the dishonest arm immediately fell to the ground.

"Where's Concubine Jian who lives here!"

Ignoring the screams of the guard, Jian Mo coldly asked the disheveled palace maid.

"After the princess left, there was a plague in the city. It's a waste. Concubine Jian was infected with the plague and was dragged to the back seven days ago. The one who was dragged to the back... was in the living room."

The palace maid's stammering words made Princess Jianmo's face change greatly.

"What! How dare you!"

Tears welled up in Jian Mo's eyes in an instant.

The Living Dead Room, as the name suggests, is the place where the living dead stay.

The medical resources in this kingdom are very scarce, and even in the palace, those servants are not qualified to receive diagnosis and treatment.

What's more, it is a dangerous plague. If the medical officers must first guarantee it, it is naturally the life of the royal family.

Once these servants and people from the cold palace are seriously ill, they will be swept away by grass and pulled into the living room, leaving only three steamed buns and a can of water.

Survived is good fortune, dead is really dead.

In such a harsh environment, there are not one out of ten people who can come out of it.

Anyway, Jian Mo has already gone to sea, and Hualong Island will no longer care about their lives. Concubine Jian also died of the disease, not because they deliberately made things difficult.

Several people immediately rushed towards the living and dead room, kicked open the loose door, and a rancid smell that was stronger than Yizhuang's came out.

In this living room, there were no less than 200 straw mats piled up, and some patients were still lingering, and most of them were silent, and the corpses continued to emit a disgusting smell.

After all, this is a house where epidemic patients are piled up, and no one dares to come here to do things.

It seems that no one has come to this living dead room to carry corpses for several days.

The mortal world is plagued by disasters. In such a short period of time, ghost-faced crabs and plagues have caused Jiang Li to doubt whether he has done something behind the scenes.

But the conscience of heaven and earth, from the moment he met this Jian Mo until now, he really didn't do anything bad.

And he, who is blessed with merit and virtue, should be a lucky star. How to go where, where is the bad luck.

"Mother! Wake up! Mother! Why didn't you wait for me to come back!"

In the straw mat on the ground, Jian Mo finally found her mother.

It's a pity that the breath is gone, the soul is separated from the body, and it is already a dead person.

Jiang Li also stepped forward to take a look. The corpse had not cooled down completely, and the time of death should not be very long.

It's really just a few hours late for good luck to get people.

Jiang Li thought about it for a while, and brought a wisp of nine ghosts into his eyes, and he immediately saw hundreds of wandering souls in this room.

These souls are entwined with wisps of black qi, indicating that they are souls of illness and death. If it does not dissipate after seven days and is nourished by Yin Qi, it will become a plague ghost that can spread the plague.

Glancing at it, he quickly found Jian Mo's mother.

Sure enough, he died, but the death was just right, not so thorough.

"Miss Jianmo, your mother may still be saved."

Jiang Li said this with some hesitation.

"Really! Mr. Li Jiang, can you really save my mother!"

"If you can save my mother, let me do anything!"

Jian Mo, who was crying in pain, often pinned all her hopes on "Mr. Li Jiang" when she heard this.

Jiang Li waved her hand to calm her down.

He took out a black talisman paper from his arms, took the soul of the opponent's mother into the talisman paper, and punched it back into her own body.

Coupled with a surge of Nine Ghost Qi forcing the heart to re-energize, the chest cavity of the corpse that had been dead for more than two hours resumed its ups and downs.

It was very easy for him to do this.

"I...is my mother alive?"

"Mr. Li Jiang is very kind, Jian Mo is willing..."

Jian Mo immediately kowtowed again, but was stopped by Jiang Li reaching out his hand.

"Jiang is ashamed to be worthy of it, I just put Concubine Jian's soul back into her body."

"But Concubine Jian is already dead after all, her body has expired, and I have no way to make her truly come back to life."

"Even, I can only maintain this state for seven days. The treasure that can bring people back to life, even the black pearl before is far from enough, generally only those cultivators will have it."

"It's hard to find such a treasure in seven days."

Jiang Li said that he could not help.

But his words reminded Jian Mo.

Now she only has one thing in her mind, she will be able to save her mother if she finds the help of the big forces within seven days.

Jian Mo actually didn't want to face her own life experience. That life experience made her and her mother suffer for a lifetime.

But now, for the sake of her mother, she had to fight for it no matter what.

"Mr. Li Jiang, if I get such a treasure within seven days, will my mother still be saved?"

Jian Mo wanted to confirm this fact again.

"That's right, I can use the talisman paper to immobilize Concubine Jian's soul. As long as she finds the medicine to prolong her life, she can be brought back to life."

"But the medicine for prolonging life is so precious and hard to find in the world."

"And after seven days, even if the body is not rotten, the soul will be transformed into a ghost."

"Ghosts are transformed by human beings, but they are no longer human after all. At that time, there will be no magic."

Jiang Li didn't lie to her either. In a sense, a person who died within seven days was not really dead.

Paying some price, it is still possible to save it, such as a Peach Spirit Fruit, or Jiuyou Earth Fruit.

"Mr. Li Jiang, can I ask you one more thing."

Jian Mo knelt down again, no matter how Jiang Li helped him this time. She didn't want to get up.

"Please, sir, take Jian Mo to Hualong Island and ask for a life-saving medicine!"

"Jian Mo's full name is actually Gu Hei Jian Mo, the illegitimate daughter of Gu Hei Tian Chou, the master of Hualong Island."

"If she can go back to Hualong Island and save her mother, Jian Mo is willing to serve the master as a slave and a maid for the rest of her life!"

Jian Mo revealed his life experience and the whole story. The people around them all looked shocked. But it was immediately clear that it was no wonder that this princess and that concubine were treated that way.

In this way, everything is explained.

"You are Gu Heitian's ugly daughter!?"

"Forget it, it seems that everything was doomed when you rescued Jiang from the sea, Miss Jian Mo."

"Jiang has promised you."

Gu Hei Jianmo finally caught the last ray of hope.

The flying boat set sail again, aiming directly at Hualong Island.

. . . .

On the other side, Sashawei, who had already returned to Hualong Island, dragged a middle-aged pirate like a dead dog and walked out of a tattered and sinking island.

"Starting today, I, Sashawi, will be the captain of the second fleet!"

Sashawei glanced coldly at the large number of pirates onlookers, and those spineless guys immediately lowered their heads.

Others came forward flatteringly and couldn't wait to offer their loyalty.

After eating a Nine Serenity Earth Fruit, while losing freedom, it brought a cultivation base equivalent to an additional Spirit Transformation cultivator.

After her strength increased greatly, she immediately challenged the captain of the original second fleet and replaced him.

This second fleet controls the guards and patrols of many key locations on Hualong Island.

In a few days, it will come in handy!

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