Seeing Yang Muyu still surprised, Yang Tie sighed, pulled over the lounge chair, and sat down, "The sea monster is nothing scary. In fact, in the eyes of our sea tribe, the sea monster is a low-level slave who is more capable of taking on some tasks. In the sea tribe, the sea monster is just an item used to buy and sell..."

"What is the red tide?" Yang Muyu remembered the last red tide that he was inseparable from Mo Qing last time. Could it be that it is also part of the sea monster? Will the sea monster be so powerful?

"What Red Tide?" Yang Tie asked in confusion.

"Well... it's..." Yang Muyu thought for a while, and based on his hasty memory that day, he described the red tide.

"Is this something?" Yang Tie asked with a frown.

Yang Muyu nodded affirmatively and said, "If it weren't for that thing, I wouldn't have been wandering in the vast ocean, and my father wouldn't have been able to protect me." He was telling the truth. He had suffered a great loss when he fought in the sea, but he was seriously injured when he fought with Yang Chen... Finally, he watched Yang Muyu be washed away by the waves, but he was powerless. For this reason, Mo Qing was naturally very angry, and after returning, he exclaimed anger on Yang Chen.

Yang Tie pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it yet. Among the sea monsters, there are only types of Father God, waiting for Tianyi Sect, I will accompany you to the depths of Haoyang Sea to see how the real sea monster is? By the way, check what the Red Tide is."

Yang Muyu nodded. Obviously, Yang Tie didn't know what the Red Tide was, what magic weapon was made? Or some inhumane monsters in the vast ocean?

"Do you think - is there such a possibility?" Yang Muyu guessed boldly, "Will those sea monsters also summoned by someone from your sea tribe and deliberately attacked my father? Then because the sea monsters were defeated, which of you sea tribe masters himself used some of the characteristics of the ocean to create a red tide?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of it. Yang Tie used to clean the dust of the house for him, but it was just the faint water vapor in the air. He could make such a huge scale. If he was in the vast ocean, how big could he make it?

Yang Tie thought for a while and nodded, "The Father God makes a very reasonable analysis. However, if you just use the tide in the vast ocean and the natural environment, even Mr. Mo may not be my opponent... Well, add the Shanghai monster, and have the intention to attack but not. Mr. Mo will definitely lose, but if you want to kill Mr. Mo, even if you are behind me, you will definitely not be able to do it, let alone ordinary sea tribes..."

"Isn't everyone in the sea tribe as strong as you?" Although Yang Muyu asked, he felt relieved. If the sea tribe was as good as Yang Tie, it would be a great misfortune for humans.

Yang Tie smiled and said, "If everyone in the sea tribe was like me, I'm afraid that our sea tribe would have unified the mountains and sea boundaries long ago, so how could they still curl up in the deep sea and make a difficult life?"

"Aren't the sea clan... very strong?" Yang Muyu frowned and asked Yang Tie after thinking about it, and finally said: "The sea clan is also as smart as humans, and has different levels of cultivation. When he was on Shuiyuepo, Master Chen pointed out my identity at once, and my own memory began to slowly recover. So I also began to know some things in the past... The sea clan, in fact, does have some extremely smart people, and they also want to try to escape from the deep sea and come to the human world to walk, but humans..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped talking. Thinking that Yang Muyu had no good feelings for the sea clan, and let him know the dirty things between the sea clan and humans thousands of years ago. He was afraid he had no good feelings for the sea clan...

"How is human?" Yang Muyu asked curiously.

"Father God, just let me go...my brain..." Yang Tie knocked his head hard and said with a wry smile, "Although I remembered some past events now, my memories are fragmented. Really... Well, I know that you don't believe me after I said it, but... my memories seem...it doesn't belong to me... Father God, do you understand what mess I'm talking about?"

Yang Muyu sighed: "I understand!" Yes, maybe no one in the entire mountain and sea world can understand this painful feeling except him. When the monster was dying, he tried his last breath to transfer all his mind to his mind and become a part of his memory.

However, this part of his consciousness was not originally his, but almost made Yang Muyu die alive. Just by integrating these memories, he suffered a lot.

This is because he suffered a lot from his childhood with Yang Chen, practicing star medicine and breathing methods taught by Yang Chen since childhood. He is so many times stronger than ordinary people. Otherwise, if it were ordinary people, he would have been in a state of confusion and crazy.

For him now, Yang Tie's past is like a sudden person who stuffs incomplete and incomplete memories into his mind...

Human consciousness should always be gradually complete with the accumulation of time and slowly precipitation until death. Once a little thing is added to someone in the middle, it will definitely ruin the entire memory group.

Yang Tie looked at Yang Muyu and stopped talking. Yang Muyu looked out the window and was stunned. The two sat opposite each other for a while, with countless questions in their hearts, but no one knew where to start.

"It's not early, and God of Father is tired all day. Why don't you take a break early!" Yang Tiedao.

Yang Muyu nodded and lay down on the bed. Yang Tie sat down on the ground in front of his bed, sitting cross-legged.

In the middle of the night, Yang Muyu was suddenly awakened by a mess of noises, started to do it suddenly, and asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know, I can only hear the noise." Yang Tie kept protecting Yang Muyu and said hurriedly when he heard this.

Yang Muyu listened and frowned and said, "It seems to be not far from the east." As he said, he stood up in his clothes, walked to the east window, pushed open the window with glass inlaid and looked out, and saw some people in the east holding torches, in a mess and didn't know what they were saying.

"Father God, it seems that I heard that someone died?" Yang Tieerli was much better than Yang Muyu, and frowned and whispered, "Let's go and take a look?"

"Well..." Yang Muyu was curious, "Is this dead? How is this possible? This is Tianyi Academy.

"How is the practice of the wind control technique of Father God?" Yang Tie opened the glass window while speaking. Of course, what was covered here was just ordinary glass windows, but Du Yun made a big deal to replace all the glass with extremely precious pure transparent glass.

Glass is the industry that the Mohist masters monopolized the entire mountain and sea world. This excellent glass that is purer and transparent than glass is generally used to make expensive handicrafts, jewelry, etc., and is used to paste windows. It is estimated that only the Mohist masters are so luxurious.

"I'll try it, you can take me!" Yang Muyu smiled. While speaking, he had already performed a soft light dance outside the window, and flew over in a mysterious way.

Yang Tie was afraid that he would first practice the soft light dance, but he would have a bruised nose and swollen face, but he was busy following him.

Soon, the two arrived at the east side, which should be a mountain-level accommodation area. The rented people were naturally all the young men and ladies from rich families. In addition to Yang Muyu and others, there were also people flying from the sky one after another. This place is still Tianyi Academy. There are still many people who know some simple wind control techniques.

Now, there are many people surrounding the bushes in front of this small building. Under the protection of Yang Tie, Yang Muyu pushed everyone away unkindly and squeezed in. After seeing this, Yang Tie first covered Yang Muyu's eyes and hurriedly said, "Don't look at Father God!"

But Yang Muyu still saw it, pulled Yang Tie's hand away and smiled bitterly: "I'm not a girl."

This small building is nothing special. The small building rented by Yang Muyu and others is similar in appearance. In fact, the small building rented by Mr. Guijie and Miss from Tianyi College are generally the same pattern. However, because the renters are different, the layout and decoration in the small building are naturally different.

In the courtyard in front of the door, different flowers, plants and trees are planted on the grass next to the owner because of his likes and dislikes. The owner of this small building probably likes green gardenias, and gardenias are planted on the east side of the building. Although it is not the flowering period of gardenias, these green shrubs are extremely lush, like green clouds, covering the grass on the east side of the building.

Now, a pair of sixteen or seventeen-year-old men and women were hugging each other in disheveled clothes, trembling - and not far from them, there was a bloody corpse. The corpse had rotten and could not be seen. It was impossible to tell the difference between men, women, old and young from the outside. Although autumn was already in full swing, the weather was still hot and tight. I don’t know how many days the corpse had died, and fat white maggots were twisting their ugly bodies on the corpse.

No wonder Yang Tie didn't let him see it, probably because he was worried that he would feel disgusted. Yang Muyu looked briefly. Several young girls in luxurious clothes were already covering their mouths and began to retching, while some timid girls had long been huddled aside and trembling.
Chapter completed!