Chapter 320 Exploring the Secret

In a room on the deck of the ship, several magic monks were sitting and talking. Among them, the only magic monk in the initial stage of foundation building was a red-faced old man in his fifties. The two people who were responsible for receiving Wu Yan just now were also in it.

I only heard the monk named Wang Gui say: "Uncle Ding, why don't you capture that kid, use the blood evil to restrain him, and imprison him in the bottom cabin together?"

The red-faced old man glanced at Wang Gui and sneered: "Wang Gui, have you found out the origin of this person?"

The monk named Wang Gui was stunned for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and said: "Uncle Ding, this person claims to be a casual cultivator who protects merchants, and his name is Wu Yan. From his accent, he sounds like someone from the sea area near Shenmu Island. He said that the merchant ship he was protecting was destroyed by the sea wind. I think what he said should be true, right? Didn't you inform me to temporarily settle this person in the cargo hold? Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Wang Gui, you are also our Blood Sea How could the mature and prudent disciple of Jieli Island be so careless this time? If he is really from the sea area near Shenmu Island, how could he not see the strangeness on this ship? I see that although this person's cultivation is only at the tenth level of Qi Refining, his identity is very suspicious. Don't alarm him for the time being, settle him in the cargo hold and wait and see. If he is really an ordinary casual cultivator from the sea area of ​​Shenmu Island, it won't be too late to capture him and confine him to the island near the Demon Sea when he arrives at Jieli Island, and send him to serve on the island near the Demon Sea. If he is a spy sent by the Tiandao Sect to investigate our Blood Demon Sect, he may have hidden his cultivation, and we must not alert him for the time being. Just wait to lead him to Jieli Island, and then make plans. "The red-faced old man surnamed Ding calculated with some cunningness.

When several people heard the analysis of the red-faced old man, especially the last point, they all showed surprised expressions on their faces. Thinking of some things that happened in the nearby waters over the years, it is really possible, so they couldn't help but all agree and praise the old man surnamed Ding for his thorough planning.

The old man surnamed Ding stroked his beard complacently and said, "Wang Gui, you should stay near the cargo hold for the next few days. No matter what method you use, you must not let this person come in and out at will. Let alone let him discover the secrets in the bottom hold."

The monk named Wang Gui nodded, and then seemed to have thought of something, and asked in a probing manner: "But, Uncle Ding, there are still a lot of blood food hidden in the cargo hold. What if that kid finds it?"

"It doesn't matter. Those cargo boxes containing blood food have special blood seals on this island. If he opens them rashly, it will trigger the blood seal. I have my own way to deal with him." The old man surnamed Ding smiled indifferently.

After saying these things, several people reported some miscellaneous matters, and then they left the cabin one after another, leaving the old man surnamed Ding alone.

Naturally, Wu Yan knew every word of the conversation of these people. Hearing these words, Wu Yan frowned even more tightly.

"Tian Dao Sect, Xue Mo Sect, Shen Mu Island, Jie Li Island, what exactly is this place? It seems that Tian Dao Sect seems to have a big conflict with Xue Mo Sect. I just don't know which sect those monks who are banned in the bottom cabin are from?"

Wu Yan pondered, and his eyes couldn't help looking at the rows of cargo boxes of different sizes in front of him. Just now, these people talked about the cargo hold, and the cargo boxes were hidden in the "blood food", and these cargo boxes seemed to be sealed by the "blood ban". Once opened, it would inevitably attract the attention of the old man surnamed Ding.

Wu Yan is not unfamiliar with "blood food". Moreover, any demon monk would also be familiar with this "blood food". The so-called "blood food" is actually blood essence. It can be the blood essence of monsters or the blood essence of monks, as long as it is rich in a certain spiritual essence. I just don't know what kind of blood is banned in these cargo boxes.

Wu Yan did not rashly explore. Now he still hadn't figured out where he was and what these people wanted to do, but Wu Yan didn't plan to alarm them.

However, from what those people said just now, the target of this sea ship was an island called Jieli Island. Moreover, from what they said, Jieli Island was located in the Blood Sea, but I didn't know what kind of strange place it was. But since these people were magic monks, there should be a sea island with magic energy there.

Wu Yan now wanted to restore his magic realm as soon as possible, so after hearing these people's conversation, he decided to go and see. However, before that, it was necessary to find an opportunity to ask the monks who were banned below to confirm his guess.

After all, these magic monks didn't have any good intentions for him, and he didn't want to be calculated by others so unclearly. Before going to Jieli Island, he still had to find a good opportunity to get out. Even if he really planned to go to Jieli Island, he would never land with these people, but would find an opportunity to leave the ship before going to the island.

After making up his mind, Wu Yan pondered for a moment, then patted his storage bag and took out the Mo Lin sword and two small medicine bottles.

After Wu Yan turned around in the cargo hold, he finally stopped in a corner. He squatted on the ground and carefully inserted the Mo Lin sword into the wooden floor below, making a tiny gap.

Then, Wu Yan opened a dark green small medicine bottle in his hand, aimed it at the narrow gap, and poured the dark green liquid in the small medicine bottle down.

As soon as the dark green liquid dripped into the narrow gap, it began to evaporate into a fine dark green mist, quietly spreading in the bottom cabin.

After doing this, Wu Yan covered the bottom cabin below with his spiritual sense and paid close attention to the movement.

After a while, there were more than a dozen low muffled sounds from below, as if something had fallen on the wooden floor.

After a while, Wu Yan withdrew his consciousness, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face. He aimed the Mo Lin sword at the wooden floor under his feet and quietly cut it.

The Mo Lin sword was a top-level magic weapon. Its sharpness was enough to cut gold and jade, let alone a mere wooden board. After a while, a wooden hole that could allow one person to pass through was cut out.

When Wu Yan was cutting, one hand was placed on the cut wooden board. After the wooden board was cut, it stuck to his hand and was silently placed aside.

After doing this, Wu Yan selected a package of medium size from the pile of oil paper wrapped goods, and then he quietly drilled down from the wooden hole and blocked the package on the wooden hole.

Wu Yan was like a civet cat, and landed in the bottom cabin lightly without making any sound.

At first glance, the entire bottom cabin was very dirty. It was filled with damp and filthy sea-smelling things everywhere.

More than a dozen Taoist monks were all lying on the ground at this moment. At the hatch of the bottom cabin, the two magic monks who were responsible for the alert were sitting cross-legged at the hatch, but they were lying unconsciously against the wooden wall of the hatch as if they had fallen asleep.

Wu Yan was very confident in the drug he used to knock these people unconscious. However, he still went over to check the two magic monks. Seeing that they were indeed knocked unconscious, he sneered and walked towards the dozen Taoist monks.

After checking for a while, Wu Yan picked a monk who looked about 40 years old, quietly carried his body, and walked to a corner of the bottom cabin.

Then, Wu Yan took out another small yellow medicine bottle from his arms. He opened the mouth of the small medicine bottle and shook it under the monk's nose.

A stream of yellow smoke with a foul smell emanated from the small medicine bottle. Wu Yan placed his right index finger on the monk's chin, and put away the small medicine bottle with his other hand.

After a moment, the monk opened his mouth and was about to sneeze, but although his mouth was open, he held back the sneeze, and looked at Wu Yan who had restrained him with his eyes wide open in horror.

Wu Yan said in a very low voice: "Don't make a sound, I have something to ask you, nod if you understand."

The monk's eyes first showed a surprised expression, and when he heard Wu Yan's words, he turned his eyes to the hatch as if he suddenly remembered something, and when he saw the two demon monks clearly, he turned his head in horror, looked at Wu Yan, and nodded suddenly.

Wu Yan saw that the monk was indeed obedient and quick to react, and nodded with satisfaction, so he asked the questions in his heart one by one to this person in a low voice.

The monk was very cooperative. Although he was confused about why Wu Yan appeared here and knocked out everyone in the bottom cabin, he still answered all the questions asked by Wu Yan.

After a few moments, Wu Yan's expression moved slightly, and he said to the middle-aged monk: "You can see that I am not the same as them. Since you are all Tiandao Sect monks, if there is a chance, I will try to save you. If it is impossible, you can't blame me for not saving you. I will remove the poison of the drug in the bottom cabin later. I don't want to kill you, so you should understand it and it's best not to disclose this to anyone, understand?"

The monk nodded, with a hint of pleading in his eyes, and said: "My fellow Taoist, since you have such a powerful drug, why don't you knock out the people up there?"

"You think it's simple. In the upper deck cabin, there are monks in the foundation-building period who have set up a magic array to isolate any breath poison. I don't want to take any risks." Wu Yan picked up the monk and put it back to the original place.

Under the puzzled gaze of the monk, he took out the yellow medicine bottle that emitted a foul smell and poured all the liquid medicine into the bottom cabin. When he saw the liquid medicine turned into a light yellow mist that emitted a foul smell and gradually spread in the bottom cabin, he climbed up quietly along the wooden hole under the surprised gaze of the middle-aged monk and blocked the wooden hole tightly with the package.

Returning to the cargo hold, Wu Yan showed a strange expression on his face, shook his head, and pondered.

In fact, he could have used the soul-searching technique to get what he wanted to know from the middle-aged monk. However, the soul-searching technique is extremely vicious, and it is possible to turn a person into a disabled person if you are not careful. This does not conform to Wu Yan's style of doing things, and it may also expose his whereabouts, so Wu Yan did not do it.

Judging from the middle-aged monk's face, he should be a mature and cautious person. Wu Yan believed that he had given him a hope, so he would naturally not be stupid enough to expose himself.