Under the notice of Bai Yao and the madman, Chen Jian was mentally prepared to deal with the upcoming voyage, but the choppy South China Sea still made him feel reluctant for a while, and the madman constantly dissuaded him from giving up this crazy idea. At the end of the endless sea level is a curved curve, and the clouds and fire in the sky seem to fall into the sea and become dull at the junction, and the billowing smoke and mist dreak the sea of blood in a dim red, where the clouds and fire flicker with a dull rhythm that seems to provoke Chen Jian to step into a single-minded voyage.

The rocks on the shore seemed to be dissolved by blood, and they first showed their washed heads when the waves came, and then they disappeared after the waves crashed, leaving only shallow stone marks and grooves in the sand, and before long even the traces of existence disappeared.

The sparkling sea surface seemed to be a two-dimensional behemoth root system, and the slightly purple-red root tips developed selflessly in all directions, and they bravely pounced one wave after another on the soles of Chen Jian's feet, and the looming sea monster figure seemed to have opened its bloody mouth, waiting for three delicious foods to be sent into the stomach pouch.

Chen Jian looked at the endless sea of blood and thought to himself how many prisoners and how much blood had been shed to gather such a magnificent and terrifying spectacle? The madman once said that this was "the masterpiece of the prisoners," and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Rose," said the madman earnestly, "I now believe that Purgatory is round, but it would be wishful thinking to go around Purgatory and reach the territory of the Bird Country. ”

Chen Jian looked at the six gods and masterless madman, and took a few steps back to prevent the sea of blood from rushing to his feet.

"Remember what you said about the tortoise?

"What else do you prove!" the madman pointed to the north, the central mountain was long gone, "I believe it, and when I meet the doctor, I will tell him." ”

"Ahh

Chen Jian didn't want the madman to be so negative, he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Bai Yao.

"Rose. ”

Her expression was equally serious, looking at her transparent face, Chen Jian seemed to be able to see that her blood was circulating.

"What's wrong?"

"Although the South China Sea is not as steep as the North Sea and the West Sea, it is also the burial place of many travelers, and we are not prepared for it, and it is difficult for us to survive. ”

Chen Jian didn't speak, he heard that Bai Yao had other methods.

"But—"

Sure enough, she continued: "As long as you are careful, you can still reach the overseas mountain circle. My master had been there on his own, and he was using a big boat that the aborigines had helped build. ”

But they were gone. The madman spreads his hands, "The White Maiden knows how to build ships?"

"Only a bamboo raft. ”

"I'll do that too. ”

The madman smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, as if to say that Chen Jian had no way to cross the South China Sea, but he proposed the impulsive goal of circumnavigating purgatory, but now it is good, when he arrives at the beach, he can only stupidly watch the waves.

And madmen don't like the sea. Seeing this magnificent scene, the warship that was riding in the county water would always inadvertently appear in front of him, which made him feel deeply uneasy.

Chen Jian stared at the sea, and through the clear blood water, he could vaguely glimpse those behemoths and dense schools of fish like locusts. This is by no means a white dragon that can safely reach the sea area on the other side, it is wider and more dangerous than the East China Sea.

Do you build ships......

The various ships in Pirates of the Caribbean came to mind, but he was clearly not capable of creating something that could be vaguely remembered, he knew nothing about ships, only their appearance - but who of the three didn't know the shape of a ship? They needed someone who was well-versed in ship construction.

Where can I find such a person?

Chen Jian walked around the beach silently, thinking about what method to use to go to sea.

Bai Yao also rarely failed to come up with an idea. She is actually quite familiar with the situation in the south, and she has also dabbled in the South China Sea, but in fact, it is not she who is familiar with the South China Sea, but the indigenous people who have lived here for generations. Now that they have disappeared, the knowledge stored in Bai Yao's mind is useless.

"Let's go over there first," she said, pointing to the west, "and that's where the master's boat entered the sea, and maybe there are any clues." ”

"Let's go. Chen Jian immediately left.

At the moment, they are not running out of time. You can't hear the loud chanting of the ghost car bird swearing territorial sovereignty, and you can't see the figure of the scout bird and the pair of sneaky green eyes.

For some unknown reason, the Bird Army has stopped advancing for a long time. Now their situation can be described as very peaceful, but no one can guess when the bird army will attack again, and Chen Jian always has a sense of urgency to be chased until he understands the reason why they stopped.

He grabbed every minute, hoping to get out of here as soon as possible. Crossing the South China Sea, even the bird army is difficult to set foot in, and their own safety is completely guaranteed.

When you arrive at the mouth of the sea, the first thing that catches your eye is a long trestle that stretches far from the shore, and the sturdy wooden piles are beaten blood red by the sea, and the immovable trestle bridge is proudly praising the craftsmanship of the builders to the world. They walked up to the trestle and found traces of rope binding on the pillars on the side.

It is impossible to find the clues by looking at one pillar alone, but looking at all the columns, Chen Jian found an amazing result.

The boulds near the shore were covered with wet and thick moss, and the pillars at the end of the trestle were left with many deep plug marks, and the moss had not yet spread. Although it has something to do with the distance from the shore, it is not so different.

That is, not so long ago there was a rope tied to it, but they eventually left by boat.

"Bai Yao, come and take a look at this. Chen Jian called her and told the other two about her discovery.

"It's irritating!" cried the madman, "why are they all hiding from us?"

Chen Jian was silent, he also felt this way. During the period of leaving the Yellow Emperor Mountain and traveling south, Bai Yao took them to many places where the aborigines once lived, where there were always traces of their departure, but if they traced it down, they had no clue.

It is estimated that the bird army was also confused by this strange atmosphere, so he didn't dare to act rashly, right?

But what happened?

All traces eventually point to the vast South China Sea, where all human movements are annihilated, and this trestle bridge stretching out to the sea of blood seems to be the last beacon left by the aborigines for future generations.

"Did they really leave?" Bai Yao couldn't believe it.

Although the aborigines here are familiar with the South China Sea, it does not mean that they conquered it. In their eyes, the mysteries of the South China Sea are as inviolable as gods, and the aborigines of the South China Sea who believe in them have embarked on a journey that is almost equivalent to death? Could it be that the Bird Country's offensive is so unstoppable that they would rather take risks than turn back?

But...... The current behavior of the Bird Army is not desperate at all, and the reason why their territory has expanded rapidly is only because the humans have not resisted.

"It's so weird......" Bai Yao muttered to himself.

She leaned over to look at the bollard, looking more closely than Chen Jian, and found a line of crooked text carved on the wooden treads at the end of the trestle - this could not be blamed on Chen Jian's carelessness, because he did not understand many symbols of purgatory, let alone words that he had never seen before.

"There are words here. Bai Yao told them.

"What?"

Chen Jian stepped forward, unable to understand the dense things, and thought they were scratches at first glance.

"What was written?" he asked.

"'There are immortal trees in the Enlightened North. ’”

"What do you mean?" the madman scurried between their heads, "Isn't the Tree of the Undead to the west?"

"West Side ......"

Chen Jian looked to the west, and seemed to see Ye Liancheng's figure in the mountains.