My filial piety has gone bad

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The child had a fever after being vaccinated, and went to the hospital for emergency treatment. It will be updated tomorrow morning!

The child had a fever after being vaccinated, and went to the hospital for emergency treatment. It will be updated tomorrow morning!

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Chapter 0217 [Big Chapter] Top of the World

The pitch-black giant ship sails in the abyss, like a great ghost cruising in the dark.

What is the abyss, there is no conclusion in the cultivation world.

For voyagers, the abyss is a shortcut.

The distance from the surface world of the True Spirit Continent is tens of thousands of miles, but the distance to the abyss may be only one percent of that distance, which is similar to the wormhole in science fiction.

But the longer the distance and the deeper the abyss, the easier it is to be attacked by the ghosts.

Fortunately, this Daomeng's latest first-class hunting boat is larger than most ghosts, and can even release spiritual pressure close to the Mahayana realm, without encountering any harassment from ghosts along the way.

This is the same as when li xuan's sword boat sailed over the flame mountain where sandworms were everywhere, but no sandworm dared to provoke him.

As the ship dived deeper, the blood mist in the abyss continued to thicken, and visibility gradually decreased.

The abyss that comes in from time to time is like the airflow that disturbs the plane, making the ship bump up and down.

For a ship of this size, it is quite scary when it bumps and moves a lot.

The blue spirit patterns on the hull quickly lit up, and the hull was stabilized by spiritual power.

Chamber.

Tea was spilled on the table.

Everyone's expression is very dignified.

Although the people sitting here are all strong men from the famous town, but this place is deep in the abyss after all, once the ship breaks down, it is still very dangerous to attract ghost swarms.

In fact, most of the people in the chamber have never entered such a deep abyss.

In the distance, a white spherical light source slightly darker than moonlight appeared.

But it is not as quiet as the moonlight, the surface is like a surging sea, and like a burning sun.

There is a kind of sublime beauty before death.

"Is that the legendary white hole?"

In front of the discussion table, someone spoke up.

Xiao Ran has only heard of black holes, what the hell is a white hole?

Everyone turned their heads to look, and were overwhelmed by the low, dim white light and the surging luster.

At the same time, I felt a tearing force applied to the ship's body, making a long and piercing clang.

According to legend, if captured by the power of the white hole, even a Mahayana monk will not escape death.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall was particularly dignified, and everyone held their breaths, not in the mood to appreciate the dead silence and magnificence of the White Cave.

Wen Yushu tried to make everyone relax.

"Before the maiden voyage, this ship has gone through dozens of trial voyages, and has gone through deeper abysses, clusters of ghosts, turbulent abysses, super-large white holes...all of them have been encountered, and there are corresponding ways to deal with them. Unless you encounter a high-level ghost of the Mahayana level, there will be no security risks."

In a word, everyone is even more nervous...

Except Ling Zhouyue.

She was sitting beside Xiao Ran, drinking in a daze, with her slender forearm resting on Xiao Ran's shoulder.

"Since this ship is so powerful, it should have a name, right?"

When the Daomeng hunting boat was first shipped from the factory, it only had a serial number, but no boat name.

Since the boat didn't have a name yet, just when Ling Zhouyue curiously asked about the name of the boat, Wen Yushu flattered him casually:

"Its name is: Goddess Zhu Ming."

Ling Zhouyue nodded, feeling very imposing.

"Yes, I like the name."

Xiao Ran only felt that Master still had injuries, and this mission might not be easy.

As the elder of Wanfa of the Holy Demon Sect, no matter where he went, Mo Xuanyi would keep his slightly white hair in a soaring topknot neatly and neatly, not letting any hair loose.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's been more than half a day since we entered the abyss. Where is the headquarters of the apostles?"

The folding fan patted the palm, Wen Yu wrote:

"The area controlled by the apostles is located in the wilderness, with a range of tens of thousands of miles, and the nearest Zongzhi Mountain in the Central Plains is also tens of millions of miles away, but it does not exist on the general map that you are familiar with."

Xuanyuan Dragon City is white-haired, old and strong, its voice is like a bell, echoing endlessly in the meeting hall.

"If it wasn't for the Daoist League's intentional concealment, how could the Apostle Headquarters not be known to us?"

Wen Yushu glanced at Liu Hanzhen, seeing that he had no intention of explaining at all, so he had to bear everything alone, and explained with all his might:

"The Daoist League concealed the location of the apostles only to reduce casualties. Thousands of people have died in the apostles of the Daoist League these years. If the location of the apostles is known to the hunters, the cultivation world will increase the number of dead bones every year."

Everyone looked at him coldly, obviously not believing his words.

Wen Yushu's expression turned serious, and he paced back and forth.

"What I'm starting to say now is the result of years of secret investigations by the Daomeng."

Everyone picked up the teacups, drank tea and listened attentively.

"In the early days of the Dharma-ending Era, there was an epic battle that was not well known to the world at the time, but was enough to shake the world. It was called the Battle of Dragon and Darkness."

"The two sides participating in the battle, one side is said to be the first dragon to appear in the cultivation world, and the other side is the last dragon in the True Spirit Continent."

Wen Yushu was straightforward and did not hide anything.

"I've never heard of the first Da Ming, but there are legends about this black dragon."

Hearing the dragon, Mo Xuanyi frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered a certain legend.