Chapter 157 Tang San Lost at Sea

On the beach, a short man who had been soaked to the point of looking like he was possessed by a sea cucumber was lying on the ground. He was mumbling some inaudible words and his body was twitching from time to time.

Suddenly, he let out a strange cry, and his stuttering suddenly became clear.

"I can't die!" Then, he suddenly opened his gray eyes, and a gorgeous purple halo shot out from them.

Seeing a many-legged red beetle crawling up his cheek, he quickly reached out and slapped it away.

Then he turned over and sat on the beach, looking at the ocean, stunned as if his brain had crashed.

"How is this going?"

Holding on to the wet sand, he shook his head, as if he could hear the water sloshing in his brain.

He took two steps in confusion and was suddenly tripped by something. He staggered and almost fell.

He looked back and saw a broken wooden board half buried in the sand.

He couldn't help but frowned, bent down and pulled it out. A few wooden splinters actually hooked out a piece of oilcloth bag of good quality. A tinkling sound was heard, and it was obvious that there were some unusual things inside.

Seeing this, he felt a headache and half-knelt on the ground, his brows furrowed even tighter, as if he was about to curl up into a ball, and kept growling.

"Hidden weapons? Oh, Tang San, you are the leader of the Tang Sect. Hidden weapons are the foundation of the Tang Sect. How could you forget these!"

Finally coming to his senses, he suddenly burst into laughter and lay down on the wet beach. He patted the things in his hands, but then covered his forehead with his hands with a sad face.

"The ship sank again! It was all because of whom?"

He looked at the slowly moving clouds in the sky in confusion, and something seemed to be flashing in his eyes.

The golden glow, the deep-sea demon whale king who controls the ocean, the tsunami covering the sky and the sun, he lay on the sampan and had a hard time breathing, the deafening roar almost made him deaf
Then, the whale, which was hundreds of meters in size in the sky, was broken into pieces and then knocked into the water by the waves.

The last scene is sinking into the deep sea, facing the light that can be seen even at the bottom of the sea and is enough to illuminate the universe, approaching death.
After recalling everything, Tang San became even more confused.

He almost lost his life without even knowing the reason for all this. Why did the Deep Sea Demon Whale King suddenly appear?

"Who is the challenger? Even Poseidon, the great priest of the Sea God Temple, needed external help to defeat him, but he was defeated just like that?"

"No, that's not right, hidden weapons! Where are my hidden weapons? The ship is broken, and the cargo!" There was a hint of fear in his eyes, and he growled incoherently.

He quickly stood up and used the powerful observation ability of the Purple Demon Eye to look for debris that might have been washed up on the coast.

The oilcloth bag contained relatively light hidden weapon components. If I remembered correctly, there were six in a bag, and there should be a hundred bags in the box.

Without thinking too much, I dug the spot a few more times and found no other packages inside.

He wandered around here quickly, but after several hours of searching the ten-mile coastline, he only found some broken wood and no other hidden weapon parts.

He was dejectedly planning to go to the island line to find some food to replenish his energy, when he suddenly noticed from his peripheral vision that the waves were pushing a dark figure to the shore.

Turning around and taking a closer look, he recognized that the clothes were the same loose coat that Tang Long and the other three were wearing.

He ran towards that direction quickly, but slowed down after a few steps because there was nothing under the figure's windbreaker.

When I got closer, I turned it over and saw that it was only half.
I couldn't help but feel sad. He was completely gone from the chest down. Judging from the tooth marks, he must have been the evil killer whale.

This person was so swollen that his face couldn't be seen at all, and it was unknown which of the three he was.

Tang San sighed. What about the other two? He had traveled such a long coastline before finding one, and he was still dead. He gathered them and started digging a pit. He found some wood from the island and barely laid out a coffin in the pit, then covered it with soil.

As for the stele, it can only be replaced by wood.

All he had were six iron tools in the oilcloth bag, which weren't nails, so he had no other options.

"I don't know which one of them you are. I can't find anything to identify you. I'm sorry, I can't carve your name. I'll carve it after I find all of you."

After saying this, he bowed slightly. After all, they were relatives who had been living together for several years and had a good relationship, so he would naturally not lose his manners. Then he piled up the food he had just found on the island in front of the wooden sign as a sacrifice.

After eating some of the remaining food, Tang San continued searching and trying to determine where this place was. Unfortunately, he had lost the nautical chart and compass, so he had no way of knowing where this place was, and he couldn't even determine the direction.

But fortunately, Tang Long was found.

He is still alive and has no missing limbs, but his ears seem to be not working well. He will find someone to treat him when he returns to Poseidon Island. It's no big deal.

It was that he always misunderstood what he said, which made Tang San very tired.

I don’t know whether it is Tang Tian or Tang Yu buried under the mound, because I haven’t seen the other one for several days.

Relying on the knowledge in Xuantian Baolu, Tang San found a magnet on the island. He picked out one of the few remaining iron parts in his hand, used the Clear Sky Hammer to grind out a compass needle, and barely found the direction.

Based on the shape of the island and the nautical chart that the helmsman Tang Long always carried with him, he finally knew where he was.

This place is not far from Poseidon Island, but the boat is a problem, and the time is uncertain. He also doesn't know how many days he was unconscious. The strong have a strong resistance to hunger, and not eating for ten days or half a month is not a big problem. It has no reference value.

After building the raft and returning to Poseidon Island, we found out that the verification card was on the last day of Tang Long's assessment.

After receiving the reward, Tang Long directly broke through to the next level, and at the same time, he also recovered from the hidden injuries and ear disease caused by the previous shipwreck.

After returning to Hailong City, Hailong Douluo personally summoned him because of his special identity. It was also here that he met Tang Yu. At this moment, he finally understood who was buried on the island.

According to Tang Yu, he was very lucky as he was salvaged by a passing merchant and taken onto a ship, and then sent directly back to Poseidon Island.

Tang San could only sigh that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand, but why was he any different?

It was truly a sad journey. He lost a talented tribesman, money, and goods. He had no way to deal with this unexpected disaster.

After telling Hailong Douluo what happened that day, he frowned and was very confused.

"The Deep Sea Demon Whale King is dead? Are you sure? That's a soul beast that even the chief priest is not sure of defeating."

Tang San smiled bitterly and nodded, "Before I was swept into the sea, I saw that huge body being torn into pieces, and the blood even dyed that area of ​​the sea red."

Hailong couldn't help but take a breath.

Who on earth is this powerful person who could actually eliminate the strongest soul beast in the ocean by himself? From what Tang San said, it must have been very easy for him to do it. Could he be even stronger than the great priest?
Isn’t that God?

"Come with me to see the chief priest!" As he said that, he lifted up Tang San with one hand and flew directly from the balcony to the sea in the center of the archipelago.

When he reached the steps in front of the Temple of Poseidon, he did not continue flying. Instead, he landed and walked up step by step.

As long as one is on Poseidon Island, he or she is a believer of Poseidon and will naturally not disrespect the temple.

(End of this chapter)