The Way of the Pirate Arrives

Chapter 138 The Belated Light

Ghost Island - Sri Barak!
A group of dark crowds had already rushed to the castle, only to see an old man with a wrinkled face looking at Wu Ya in a blue shirt.

The old man didn't know how to tell that Wu Ya was the leader among them, he saw that the old man was wearing ragged clothes standing in front of the crowd, bowed at [-] degrees and said to Wu Ya.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Facing the old man's thanks, Wu Ya smiled and said, "Old man, you're welcome. I only acted after hearing about the incident on this island!"

The next moment, Wu Ya looked up at the dark sky, thinking about the idea of ​​preaching, he sighed slightly and continued.

"The devil's triangle has not seen the sun for a long time. I have a way to gather the sunlight in the sky, but I have some troubles. I just don't know if the residents of Slibarak are willing to help?"

Sri Barak Island is located in the depths of the Devil's Triangle. Even before the arrival of Moria, it was also known as the Ghost Island, and it has not seen the sun for a long time.

Because Slibarak is shrouded in thick fog and is on the great route, it is often a gathering place for some pirates. Death is a common occurrence, which is why there are so many tombstones on the island.

The old man suddenly heard that Wu Ya could gather sunlight, wept with joy, tears welled up in his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face deepened a bit.

"Really?" The trembling inquiry revealed the old man's restless mood.

Looking at the cloudy tears in the corners of the old man's eyes, Wu Ya was deeply touched, and lifted up the old man's body that seemed to be falling.

"Really, I can gather sunshine!" Wu Ya said affirmatively.

I saw Wu Ya waving his sleeve robe, a gust of Dao Qi shot straight into the sky, a tiny crack was torn open in the dark sky, and a ray of sunlight shone down.

But the sun was fleeting, and the fog returned, leaving no cracks in the darkened sky.

"Believe it now!" Wu Ya said, looking at the old man who couldn't believe it.

boom!
Suddenly, the old man fell to his knees and said, "I also hope that my benefactor will disperse the fog and let Sri Barak return to the sun!"

The crowd behind the old man seemed to have a leader, and most of them followed the old man to kneel down and shouted.

"I also hope that the benefactor will dispel the fog and let Sri Barak return to the sun!"

Everyone gathered firewood and made flames high, so did the words spoken in unison, like layers of sound waves, echoing between heaven and earth.

Although Wu Ya has his own selfish intentions, he might as well be overwhelmed by the emotions of the people in front of him. He looked at the dark crowd.

"it is good!"

The word Wu Ya fell, and the kneeling person was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, looking at Wu Ya with hopeful eyes.

……

One month passed, and the Mission Tower stood up in the middle of Sri Barak Island.

Under the dark sky, the top of the preaching tower!
Wu Ya stood on it, holding the pirate flag of the Taoist Pirates in his hand, looking at the hopeful crowd below, and said in his mouth.

"My Way Wuya is the king of pirates, Shichibukai... Do you regret it?"

Wuya still said this, just because he didn't want to repay the kindness, but wanted to preach the Tao, and pass down the Taoism in an upright manner.

The crowd below listened to Wu Ya's words, and there was a commotion, and finally only three people stood up and said.

"I am a resident of Slibarak, and I am willing to be under the protection of an adult..."

After finishing speaking, the three of them knelt down on one knee in front of Wu Ya.

"I am a resident of Slibarak, and I am willing to be under the protection of an adult..."

Some people knelt down on one knee to Wu Ya at first, and then others imitated it one after another, and soon, everyone knelt on one knee to Wu Ya.

During the kneeling, there was no commotion, no words, as if all actions and words could not represent their respect for Wu Ya.

Wu Ya looked at the kneeling crowd, the pirate flag of the Daoist Pirates in his hand was inserted into the depression on the top of the preaching tower, a touch of Dao Qi rose.

"I swear in the name of the captain of the Daoist Pirates, Sri Barak is protected by my Dao Wuya!"

Wu Ya's voice was mixed with Dao Qi, and the sound spread around the entire preaching tower, and everyone felt that Wu Ya was speaking in everyone's ears.

"The light may come late, but you will never be forgotten!"

The preaching tower between heaven and earth shines brightly.

The Xuanshui Formation on the first floor of the Passage Tower emits a blue light.

The fire array on the second floor of the Preaching Tower emits red light.

The Gengjin Formation on the third floor of the Passage Tower exudes golden light.

The fourth to eighth floors of the Preaching Tower exude colorful light, which is the ordinary energy-gathering circle.

Only the ninth floor of the Preaching Tower fell down with Wu Ya's words, emitting a ray of light that shot straight into the sky, which was extremely bright.

Immediately, the thick fog above Sri Barak seemed to be torn open, the sky was no longer as dark as before, and the sun's rays scattered over the land of Sri Barak.

"Light... light!"

I don't know how many old people in the crowd touched the ground with their hands and murmured, drops of muddy tears fell down on the ground.

The tears mixed with the dust, making it difficult to tell whether they were tears of joy or tears of joy after endless bitterness.

There are also countless young people looking up at the sunshine that they have never seen before. The dazzling light also made them shed tears, tears shed because of ignorance.

But when they came back to their senses, they all shouted "Thank you Lord Wuya for your kindness..."

Hearing the words of gratitude from countless people below, Wu Ya suddenly felt that it was worth it. At this time, more than half of the Dao Qi in his body had been consumed, and it would be difficult to go against the sky.

"Everyone listen to me!"

When Wu Ya's words came out, there was a sudden silence around the preaching tower, and countless people pricked up their ears to listen to Wu Ya's advice.

"There are also some ways to become stronger in this tower, but only some predestined people can get it. I hope that in the future you can assemble an armed force that belongs to Sri Barak!"

After Wu Ya finished speaking, the sky star unsheathed around his waist, the sky star lay in front of Wu Ya, Wu Ya stepped on it with one step, Yu Jian flew and disappeared into the sky.

The crowd near the preaching tower can only look at the back of Wu Ya, and they all silently said in their hearts, "May you have a safe journey..."

But they don't know, in the harbor of Sri Barak!

The ship that belonged to Wu Ya and their arrival, Wu Ya slowly landed on the deck of the ship with his sword.

"Captain, what kind of swordsmanship is this! Can you teach me?" Aphelis said with envious eyes.

"When you can inherit Qiushui, you can almost learn this swordsmanship!" Wu Ya smiled slightly.

On the ship, not only Aphelia was interested in Wuya Yujian's sword skills flying to the deck, but also Wangsi and Brooke.

Brook was impressed by Wu Ya this month and joined the Taoist Pirates.

"Hehehe... The captain is finally back, so we can't favor one over the other! Brook also wants to learn!"

Brook, who saw Wuya Yujian flying, also said.

"I don't ask for such elegant swordsmanship, I just ask the captain to teach me the art of stepping on colorful clouds!"

Only Wangsi seemed to know that he did not have the talent to learn the way of swordsmanship, so he begged Wu Yadao.

Facing such a crew member, Wu Ya felt helpless, he could only support his forehead and say, "Let's sail first! We'll talk about this later!"

Ever since, the ship dropped anchor and sailed on the great route again.

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