Prologue 1, The Monk's Lament
A robust man, nearly two feet taller than an ordinary person, is wrapped in a white tiger battle robe, holding a white tiger spear measuring eight feet long. With a cold smile, he glances left and right, and in his gaze, a chilling light radiates, his eyes seeming almost tangible, exuding an imposing aura.
The monk, with a smoothly shaved scalp and nine faint golden scars on his head, wears a smile as he slowly recites, word by word, while holding a scroll made of green leaves.
From a high vantage point, the three boats each possess their own unique abilities, generally advancing in unison, with none able to outpace the others
Through the seawater, one can see a colossal stone statue of a Daoist master quietly seated in the unfathomable depths of the ocean
A crisp sound of "pop".
The monk smiled, shook his head, and then once again bowed in reverence to the woman, murmuring a sutra for the liberation of souls.
A terrifying and sharp aura gradually seeped out from that light, slowly eroding the woman's body bit by bit
A boat measuring 1 zhang and 6 chi in length has a hull of a light golden color, constructed from skeletal pieces that are crystalline and translucent, resembling golden glass.
The monk took out a piece of golden brocade from his sleeve, bowed to the woman repeatedly with utmost respect, and approached her. Just as he was about to lift her body, a light laugh suddenly came from behind him
The monk's pupils suddenly constricted, and he heard a delicate voice calling from behind: "My dear, shall we play a matching game?"
The monk stood on the lotus platform, gazing down at the two boats drifting away, and gently shook his head: "You may go for now, but there is no need to rush. I shall respectfully await the return of the bones of the ancients to the mountain."
On the vast ocean surface, white mist rises, and a bone-chilling cold emerges from nowhere, forming palm-sized white ice crystal lotus flowers on the water's surface
Whether it is a small iceberg of over a hundred feet or a massive one of over a thousand fathoms, this giant vessel maintains its speed and sails straight through without any reduction in pace
As the handsome monk recited the scriptures, each word and each phrase that left his mouth caused the bone boat to emit a faint shimmer. With each shimmer, the bone boat would suddenly surge forward for several hundred zhang.
The colossal corpse demon, the towering giant with eight arms, and the woman on the lotus platform all simultaneously collapsed and disintegrated amidst the monk's mournful cries, plunging into the abyss
On the face of this giant, which is turned towards the north, a lotus stem winds its way out of his mouth, growing upwards all the way to the top of his head, where it blooms into a red lotus measuring over ten zhang in diameter.
This boat is uncrewed, and on board sits a handsome monk dressed in a snow-white robe, in a meditative posture
A soft chuckle escaped her lips, the sound sweet and enchanting, truly captivating to the soul.
Then the great Han descended with a violent wind, heavily striking the bow of the bronze giant ship
The woman's eyes were tightly closed, and her exposed skin, white and smooth like ivory, was covered with countless cracks
The Taoist, the strong man, and the monk simultaneously performed the three kneelings and nine prostrations before the palm of the stone man, the giant on the palm, and the lotus flower held in the giant's mouth. They then soared into the air and gracefully landed on the blooming red lotus.
The Daoist smiled, shook his head, and bowed respectfully to the woman seated on the lotus platform. Then, stepping on the clear breeze, he floated back to the bow of the boat: "Clear breeze, bright moon, hasten back. Our Daoist journey is accomplished"
Phosgene is no longer than three inches, and is a thousand times finer than a strand of hair
The bronze giant ship that the strong man was aboard exhibited no supernatural phenomena; it simply plowed through the icy waters, while the boats of the Taoists and monks had to navigate around massive icebergs in a winding manner. In contrast, his giant ship was incredibly domineering, crashing straight through.
The monk pressed his palms together in front of his chest and bowed in reverence to the woman whose body was covered in countless cracks, saying: "Well done, you have blocked it."
This stone man, it is unknown how large he is in total.
As we advance for thousands of miles, a gigantic hand suddenly emerges from beneath the sea.
A boat measures no more than 10 feet in length, its hull entirely a shade of blue, crafted from a single ancient pine tree trunk that is thousands of years old
Three boats stopped near the outstretched palm of the stone man above the sea surface
The palm of the hand that he extended towards the sea, as seen on https://www.hetushu.com, has an area that spans several miles.
The hull struck the crystalline white lotus formed on the ocean surface, producing a faint 'ding ding' sound
The ship sails for an unknown number of miles, navigating around a vast expanse of ice cliffs that rise like the Great Wall over the ocean, and ahead, the sky opens up brightly.
The colorful rainbow slowly rotates in the sky
On the surface of the ocean, clusters of ice crystals gently collide with one another
With a crack, the body of the giant man with eight arms supporting this red lotus below suddenly split open with seven or eight enormous gashes from head to toe, almost tearing his entire body apart
On the silver-blue surface, a pair of bright red embroidered shoes is reflected
A gentle breeze blows, the chill begins to emerge, and clusters of white lotuses gather on the surface of the water
A boat measuring one hundred zhang in length, its hull cast in bronze, features three tiers of cabins at both the front and rear, intricately carved with countless depictions of deities and spirits, exuding an imposing and fierce dominance
In this expanse of sea, the sky and water merge into a silver-blue, with no clouds visible in the high sky. A great sun lazily hangs at the farthest edge of the horizon, and the sunlight is refracted countless times by the myriad tiny ice crystals in the air. Waves of colorful rainbows, resembling a mirage, swirl and flicker around the people.
At the summit of the great mountain stands a towering giant, a hundred feet tall, with eight arms and a fearsome visage.
The sound of the flute played by the young Taoist echoed, with a melody that was both graceful and intricate. Beneath the boat, there were faint wisps of clouds swaying, and the speed of the boat gradually increased, in harmony with the rhythm of the music.
The strong man laughed heartily, jumped in place, and performed three somersaults in the air: "Ha, blocked it!"
Time has unknowingly passed for an indeterminate duration; within this giant's body, black smoke and black flames continue to emerge, seeping through each wound, resembling a steamer for buns, billowing and dispersing in all directions
Her right hand remained still in front, with a faint purple glow appearing and disappearing.
The wind is still, and the snow has ceased.
On the deck of the ship, hundreds of imposing and heavily armored men stood tall, each exuding an air of dominance and surrounded by a palpable aura of menace
Accompanied by the piercing sound of shattering, the stone path below was also continuously developing cracks of various sizes.
Hundreds of fierce and robust men laughed uproariously in unison, and amidst their laughter, the bronze giant ship swiftly turned around, creating a whirlwind as it rapidly departed.
Like a white porcelain vase that has been accidentally shattered, yet due to some strange force, it remains tightly bonded together
The woman was adorned with a full array of jeweled ornaments, which simultaneously shattered with a 'crack,' scattering colorful fragments all over the ground with a 'clatter'.
In the vast North Sea, the whale dragon lurks, ancient icebergs float upon the silvery blue waves, the cold wind howls, stirring up countless fragments of jade-like dragon scales. Three boats sail against the wind, piercing through the waves like arrows, navigating among the icebergs, heading straight north.
The thousand-petal red lotus, with a square and round lotus platform measuring no more than 30 feet in diameter, is graced by a woman of unparalleled beauty and dignified sanctity, quietly seated in the center of the lotus platform
In the palm of the Daoist's hand, there rests a mountain that is entirely of five colors.
He danced and shouted: "Hurry back, hurry back. Ha, cow nose, dead bald donkey, this path still needs to be contested."
The Taoist, the strong man, and the monk leaped onto the lotus platform, holding their breath and gazing nervously at the wisp of purple light emanating from the woman's fingertip
Her hair was elegantly styled in a high bun, and she wore a flowing white dress adorned with countless shimmering jewels. In her left hand, she held a pure water bowl, while her right hand formed an immovable seal, gently gesturing forward.
The seawater here is exceptionally clear, devoid of fish, shrimp, whales, dragons, prawns, or turtles, and not even a trace of seaweed can be found
The two boats have already departed, and not a trace can be seen in the field of vision
A monk let out a piercing wail that echoed through the heavens, and then there was no sound whatsoever.
Two handsome young acolytes navigate a wooden boat, while a young Daoist priest sits cross-legged at the bow, holding a jade flute and playing a gentle and elegant melody, exuding an ethereal quality akin to that of an immortal
The Daoist smiled and vigorously waved the jade flute in his hand, saying, "Blocked it!"
The giant's body is shattered, covered all over with countless large and small transparent holes. Through the narrow, sharp transparent wounds, one can see the internal organs, which are colorful and sparkling like glass beads.
On that day, the landscape was lightly dusted with snow
Three boats slowed down, gliding gently across the surface of the ocean
The purple phosgene quietly shattered