Chapter 584 I am a male concubine?

After returning to the mechanical cabin, Ning Zhuo took out his own and Sun Lingtong's Cang Tie Han Armor to repair.

Due to extreme use, both sets of Cang Tie Han armor were damaged to varying degrees.

Just repairing these damaged parts has benefited Ning Zhuo a lot. It is easy to see which part of the entire mechanical armor is weak.

The weakest point is the golden wing.

Because of the three-fold design, the strength of the entire Golden Wing has dropped a level. When flying rapidly in the air, every turn will put pressure on the entire Golden Wing.

"Golden Wing's materials need to be improved!"

Of course, the gains are not just these.

"My flying skills are far behind the boss's. I need to practice more."

"I can't compare to the boss in terms of spiritual awareness, but if I use the spirit mirror, I will be one step ahead. I should modify the mechanical golden swallows and let them carry the magic mirror to help me increase my spiritual awareness."

Observation with the naked eye alone is too limited in the air.

The range of observation required in air combat is much wider than that in ground combat.

In this situation, spiritual awareness can conduct all-round investigation and is the first choice among the first choices.

There is a characteristic of the Mirror Platform Spiritual Communication Technique practiced by Ning Zhuo, that is, the range of his own spiritual awareness is not high, but with the help of external objects, he can leverage great power.

"There is also extreme speed flight, which places high standards and strict requirements on physical strength."

"If I hadn't improved my physical fitness through the fetal breathing spirit boat, I wouldn't be able to withstand such a strong flight."

"There is also the Five Internal Organs Temple Spirit Technique, which has transformed all of my five internal organs and reduced a lot of burden."

Even so, after Ning Zhuo took off his Cang Tie Han armor, he found that his skin and flesh had many new bruises and there was also a lot of internal bleeding.

Although his five internal organs have changed, there is more than just these in the human body. In addition to the so-called five internal organs and six bowels, there are six bowels.

Ning Zhuo is immersed in improving mechanical creations.

Two days later, he received a reminder from Sun Lingtong, interrupted his practice, and came to the Dragon Head Cabin.

We have arrived at the Haunted Black Swamp Wetlands!

The thousand-mile dragon escaped from the void, shrunk to its smallest size, and flew high in the sky.

Looking down from the sky, the Dark Swamp of Ghosts looked like the internal organs of an ancient giant god that had been torn into pieces and rotted away randomly on this dark wetland.

The entire wetland was shrouded in a thin layer of green mist.

Hundreds of floating islands either stay on the water or drift slowly.

These floating islands are almost entirely made up of rotten plants and pale bones.

The island is often covered with thick moss, which emits a faint green phosphorescence. The phosphorescence is not random, but linked together to form a meridian-like network of faint light.

On the water between the floating islands, there are huge soul-transferring lotuses floating.

Most of these soul-crossing lotuses were transformed into soul-crossing lanterns that were unique to the Dark Swamp of the Ghosts. The lights were dark blue, reflecting the deep, dark water surface into a dark blue galaxy.

In these long-lasting lights, you can vaguely see groups of soul light.

The dragon flies silently.

Sun Ning and his companion had a wide field of vision and could easily see the main river in the wetland - the Mingjiao River.

This river channel, like a blue-black centipede that suddenly rises up, runs directly through the entire wetland from southeast to northwest.

The river was deep but the water was calm. The mud on the river bank was pale white, and in some places even bones were exposed.

According to rumors, this river was transformed from a dark dragon god.

There were many bone spurs floating on the calm river surface. These bone spurs were the protruding backs of the thorn crocodiles.

These crocodiles live in groups in the Mingjiao River and are the undisputed dominant group. They will dig through the river bank until they reach the bones deep in the soil, and then drill holes in the bones to make their nests.

"Look there." Sun Lingtong gestured to Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo followed his instructions and his eyes lit up slightly - he found a village.

Hidden in the shadow of a floating island of corpse moss, the village is built with ship planks, masts and giant ribs.

The wall of the village can absorb light. If you look closely, you will find a layer of oil film on the wall, which is obviously the result of a special forging technique.

There were countless corpses piled up at the base of the wall, and at the top of the wall there were a large number of skulls of different lives.

The gate of the village opened and several boats made of mahogany rushed out.

Among the monks who control the ships, a small half are humans, and most of them are ghosts.

The ghost tribe is a kind of half-human, half-ghost intelligent life. The males are often ferocious and vicious, while the females are beautiful. They have different skin colors, including red, green, blue, black, white, yellow, etc.

Their eyes are quite special. The pupils are black and the irises are white, which allows them to easily detect ghosts.

The red wooden boats were engraved with legal prohibitions and were shaped like warships. Each boat had twenty long oars. The bow and stern were raised high, forming the shape of a dragon's head and tail.

Most of the human monks were silent and looked anxious, while the ghosts were naked, with disheveled hair and horns on their heads, shouting and yelling.

The three warships were speeding across the river in the same direction.

This situation couldn't help but make Sun Ning and the other person a little curious: Why are these local monks in such a hurry? What are they going to do?Their original plan was not to rush to White Paper City, but to first enter the villages and towns to disguise their identities and try to pretend to be local monks.

But now that they discovered this situation, Sun Ning and the other two discussed it and immediately drove the Wanli Youlong to accelerate at high altitude and fly in the direction of the warship.

They were in a commanding position with a broad field of vision, and the Wanli Youlong was very fast, so after flying to the front, it immediately made a discovery.

There are large amounts of ship wreckage and many carcasses of thorny crocodiles on this section of the river.

Many of the thorny crocodiles are as big as war elephants, exuding the aura of a foundation-building level.

What attracted the most attention was a crocodile floating on the river with its belly turned upside down. To be more precise, it was a corpse.

The crocodile's body was covered with wounds, and its blood had already flowed into the river. It was very large, two or three times larger than the warships dispatched by the ghost village.

Obviously, this was a fierce battle between man and beast.

The result of a fierce battle should be mutual destruction.

Ning Zhuo discovered that some remaining monks were breathing heavily on the river bank, and were also trying to rescue their companions who had fallen into the river. Many thorn crocodiles were gnawing at the bodies in the river, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends.

"Xiaozhuo, good opportunity!" Sun Lingtong suddenly said.

"Boss, you mean..." Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong had a tacit understanding and immediately understood what the latter meant.

The large force they had rescued in advance fell into the river.

The Wanli Youlong was very small, and the cultivators present were not even at the Jindan level, so they had no way of detecting it.

There were many corpses floating in the river. Sun Ning and his companion selected two whose injuries were not too obvious and whose clothes were relatively ordinary, and put their bodies into the mechanical dragon.

Sun Lingtong immediately took action in the cabin, using the appearance of the two corpses to perform the stealing technique, applying it to himself and Ning Zhuo.

A moment later, Ning Zhuo turned into a yellow-faced pockmarked human teenager, and Sun Lingtong turned into a stocky and short ghost. The two got out of Wanli Youlong, Ning Zhuo pretended to be unconscious, and Sun Lingtong hugged his waist, pretending to be a struggling survivor, but they were soon discovered.

"There's a ghost tribe member over there."

"That young man is Jiao Ma, the third son of the Jiao family!"

The survivors worked together to rescue Jiao Ma (Ning Zhuo) and the ghost tribe member (Sun Lingtong) to shore.

Ning Zhuo still closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious, while Sun Lingtong lay on the ground, retching and spitting out large mouthfuls of river water.

An enthusiastic monk came forward to check their injuries, and then patted Sun Lingtong on the back: "You two are only slightly injured, you are lucky and have a long life!"

Someone attacked Ning Zhuo, waking him up: "Pockmarked, pockmarked, wake up."

Ning Zhuo's face was slapped so hard that he could only pretend to open his eyes. He looked dazed, his eyes were unfocused, and his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't utter a word.

"Good acting." Sun Lingtong watched from the corner of her eye and gave a thumbs up to her younger brother in her heart.

you do not say.

Ning Zhuo had been trained by Sun Lingtong since he was a child, and he had put a lot of effort into disguising himself. Even Meng Kui and others were fooled by him, so it was easy for him to deceive these rural monks.

Sun Lingtong's stealing skills also became more powerful because of the evil god's bone marrow. All these things allowed Sun Ning and the others to get away with it.

Although Ning Zhuo was suffering from a serious illness, many people knew him and were concerned about him.

However, no one was interested in the dwarf ghost tribe played by Sun Lingtong.

In short, the surrounding monks quickly accepted them without any doubt.

Soon after, three supporting warships arrived and rescued them.

The leader was a member of the ghost clan, who had a Jindan-level cultivation. He looked grim, "This section of the river has always been safe. How come such a large group of thornbone crocodiles suddenly appeared?"

He sent people to investigate, but found nothing.

The leader of the Jindan Ghost Clan personally questioned the survivors, including Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong, but failed to obtain any valuable clues.

However, when asking about Ning Zhuo, the leader personally performed healing spells on Ning Zhuo and also said a few words of comfort.

Ning Zhuo immediately realized that he seemed to have a close relationship with this Jindan ghost.

He first took the initiative to ask, and then suggested going back to the village to figure it out.

The Jindan ghost clan stared at him and noticed that Ning Zhuo's tone was different from usual, but he did not doubt it too much. Instead, he shook his head solemnly.

He walked a few steps, stood on the rock, looked around, and announced: "You were going to White Paper City to send your bride off, but you were intercepted halfway."

"Although we haven't detected any clues, this situation has happened repeatedly in various villages for some time."

"We can't go back. We have to go to White Paper City."

"This time, I will lead the team myself and take you on your journey!"

He had great prestige and was the only Jindan cultivator in the audience. No one objected when he gave an order.

Sun Ning and the other man looked at each other inconspicuously, both a little disappointed.

They were looking forward to returning to the village, staying there for a while and improving their disguise, but they didn't expect that this identity would backfire and they had to rush to White Paper City immediately.

"Sending a bride? Sending what bride? Is this village going to form an alliance with other forces through marriage? That's why they were attacked by powerful enemies?" Ning Zhuo wondered.

Sun Lingtong was also surprised: "I haven't seen the bride yet?"

"This is none of our business. How about we find an opportunity to leave here secretly later?" Ning Zhuo suggested.

Sun Lingtong nodded slightly: "That's fine."

Sun Ning and the other man secretly discussed the matter using their spiritual sense, but on the surface they obeyed everyone and boarded the warship.

"Jiao Maer, come here." The leader of the Jindan Ghost Clan waved to Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo walked up to the Jindan ghost clan with curiosity.

The leader of the Golden Pill took out a treasure and handed it to Ning Zhuo: "You risked your life to pick a fruit of the Ghost Face Banyan for my daughter. It's a pity that you were chosen to become the male concubine of the Lord of Baizhi City."

"Alas, our village is too small. How can we disobey the orders of White Paper City?"

"You and my daughter are not meant to be together, so leave it as it is. This is a stomach of the thornbone crocodile, it is of the golden elixir grade, I have refined it for you."

"After that, you only need to escape from the soul, drill into it, endure the corrosion, and then recover, which will greatly increase the resilience of the soul."

Ning Zhuo was surprised. He didn't expect that he was the one who was to be married. He was speechless for a moment: "This..."

The Jindan leader patted his shoulder and said, "Don't even think about going back to the village, and don't even think about running away. You will just sit next to me and I will guide you and let you practice with the help of the crocodile bag."

Ning Zhuo was quite speechless and was kept under the supervision of the leader.

With his abilities, he couldn't sneak away and had to rely on Sun Lingtong's stealing skills.

However, Sun Lingtong saw the fun and was already laughing in his heart: "Xiaozhuo, you are really lucky. Let's just rush over like this. There is no need to go to other villages to get a fake identity."

Sun Lingtong was unwilling to cooperate. If Ning Zhuo forced his way in, this Jindan cultivator would not be able to stop him.

But Sun Lingtong knew him very well and immediately persuaded him: "Although your identity was obtained by accident, it should be very valuable."

"Look, you didn't do anything, but you caught a Jindan-level crocodile bag."

"And the Lord of Baizhi City is at the Nascent Soul level. She will definitely not treat her male concubine badly."

"Xiao Zhuo, your technique does not prevent the loss of Yuan Yang, so if you practice both together, it will be of great help to your cultivation."

"Just think about it, a female cultivator at the Nascent Soul level practicing dual cultivation with you."

This made Ning Zhuo ponder: "That being said..."

Sun Lingtong added: "Of course, dual cultivation also depends on the specific method of cultivation. If it is harmful to us and not beneficial, then we will leave. We have Wanli Youlong in our hands."

"Besides, even if we don't practice dual cultivation, this identity alone should be able to bring us a lot of benefits."

Ning Zhuo was gradually persuaded by Sun Lingtong.

Sun Lingtong sent a telepathic thought and said with a grin, "Don't you think this is exciting?"

If it were the Ning Zhuo of the past, there might be more people who disagreed.

But after experiencing the great war between the two countries, Ning Zhuo witnessed the sacrifice of Lord Long and saw countless people bleeding on the battlefield, which added a lot of courage and pride to his heart.

Ning Zhuo finally nodded secretly: "This is indeed very likely to become a wonderful adventure."

"According to what the Jindan leader said before, many people were stopped halfway. This shows that there is a force targeting the Lord of Baizhi City."

"It also means that the city lord is gathering many male concubines, and I am just one of them. And this will allow me to fish in troubled waters!"

Sun Lingtong said expectantly: "I don't know if we can use this convenience to sneak into the City Lord's Mansion's treasury? Hehe."

(End of this chapter)