Chapter 397: Floating City (I)
Five days later, it was noon.
On the surface of a turbid and dark yellow sea, there was silence all around.
There were no rolling waves, no salty tide and sea breeze, everything was lifeless.
But at this moment, a spirit ship as pale red as jade rushed out at the bottom of the sea somewhere, rolling up a wave more than ten feet high.
The next moment, the spirit ship was steadily suspended, and a rather embarrassed figure fell to the deck.
"Finally got rid of that bunch of hairy ......"
Pinching the two high-grade fire spirit stones, the thin scholar muttered a few words while absorbing the pure aura in them.
After recovering two percent of his mana, the scholar slowly got up.
As soon as his brows furrowed, the tattered Taoist robe covered with blood stains on his body spontaneously combusted and turned into ashes.
Then, the ring between his fingers flashed, and he changed into a brand new green coat that was exactly the same.
"Why do I encounter a group of powerful demon beasts every time I sail alone, am I guilty of some destiny?"
The scholar paced to the deck and said in a depressed voice.
This person is naturally Chen Ping, who waved goodbye to the wind killer.
The 20,000-mile sea route, he naively thought that as long as he was careful, there should be no major twists and turns.
After all, his supernatural powers are not weak, and if he is equivalent to a half-step golden pill, there are few dangers that can threaten his life.
But the reality is the exact opposite of what he imagined.
In the sea area of the Twin Cities, everyone talked about the discolored evil cultivator intercepting the ship, but he didn't encounter it, but the more than a dozen waves of demon beasts made him anxious and tired of dealing with it.
What chased Chen Ping to this sea area was a group of evil thunder crows that were overwhelming, as many as tens of thousands.
No matter how many thunder crows there were, they couldn't break through his physical defenses in a short period of time.
But among the crow flock, a pair of crow kings and crow queens at the peak of the third order were actually born.
Such a large and powerful group of demon beasts, even if the False Dan monks meet, they will flee in the wilderness.
When the flat-feathered miscellaneous birds swept like black sand swooped down from the duality sky, Chen Ping did not hesitate to abandon the large spirit boat and fled for his life in a hurry.
The speed of the third-order Raven King's escape was even stronger than that of his full flight.
Even if the distance is widened, it will not take a cup of tea to catch up.
Then the two Raven Kings will unceremoniously start attacking.
The claws released by the Raven King were so sharp that even the nearby aura was wiped out with a single grab.
If it weren't for Chen Ping's physical cultivation, I am afraid that under this series of attacks, he would have lost most of his life.
Flying hundreds of miles in a thrilling way, he felt that he couldn't consume it anymore, so he directly released the Spider King puppet, used the magic arm to severely hit the crow, and then used the shadow step to barely escape.
It's not that he doesn't want to take the opportunity to slaughter the Raven King Crow, but if he delays too long, more than 10,000 thunder crows behind him will catch up and surround him.
What's more, the sound of fighting along the way has attracted several lurking demon beast groups, and if he is entangled by them, he will really be dead this time.
The so-called blessing and misfortune depend on each other, Chen Ping fought several battles in a row, and the original empty storage ring was almost half full, all of which were the corpses of demon beasts.
Among them, there are more than forty second-order fish demons and crab demons, and the most valuable one is a treasure shrimp in the early stage of the third order.
In a few days, he harvested such a large number of high-quality puppet materials, which made Chen Ping high-spirited and almost forgot the tragedy of being hunted down.
People, once they taste the sweetness, it is easy to ignore the dangers that come with it.
……
Spreading out the sea map, Chen Ping confirmed his current location.
The Yellow Water Sea, one of the eight inland seas of the Twin Cities, is less than 4,000 miles away from the Floating Ghost City.
Arriving at this sea, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The Inland Sea is the first line of defense for the Floating City.
Every once in a while, several major forces in the city will organize an army of monks to regularly clean up the nearby demon beasts.
Even if it is an unbridled evil cultivator, he will not dare to set foot in the inland sea easily.
"The defense of the twin cities is really as airtight as it is rumored, and all kinds of means have been deployed thousands of miles away."
A divine sense surveyed the sky and the sea, Chen Ping seemed to have found something, and couldn't help but think secretly.
The sea of yellow water under his feet was silent, and it didn't seem to be any living thing, it was simply a dead sea, but under the pervasive divine sense, some hidden things had nowhere to hide.
As the Immortal Grenade slowly moved, Chen Ping sensed at least seven or eight small palace buildings.
Some are located in the hundreds of feet deep in the seamount, and some are on a giant flying stone in the duality of the heavens.
These buildings are actually the sentry posts of the Floating Ghost City, which are guarded by several foundations.
In a large sentry post, the leader is a monk in the middle of the Yuan Dan period.
Once it senses signs such as the invasion of evil cultivators, the sudden outbreak of the beast tide, etc., the sentry will send the news back to the Floating Hidden City.
The Yellow Water Sea is an inland sea to the north of the twin cities, and the number of sentry posts is relatively small.
In the area close to the Heavenly Beast Mountain Range, it is rumored that there is a post in fifty miles and a post in three hundred miles, and thousands of monks have been stationed all year round.
And the sentry post over there isn't just on the surface.
In order to avoid the demon detection of the big demon, the Jindan Sect opened up a small number of secret realm sentinels, which often made the demon clan unable to guard against it and suffered heavy losses.
……
"Weng Fuhong, the commander of the sentry post in the Yellow Water Sea, is a Taoist friend with a high surname?"
At this moment, before the figure arrived, a faint voice came first, followed by a beam of white light shooting towards the Immortal Pomegranate from a distance.
After a few breaths, the retreat dispersed in the sky, revealing an older-looking monk.
The visitor's eyes were green, his nose was trough, he was dressed in a colorful robe, and his arms were half a foot longer than ordinary people, which looked a little weird.
While Chen Ping was looking at him, the old man also stared at him without scruples.
"Commander Weng is polite, his surname is Chen, and his single name is Ye."
Chen Ping's clothes were fluttering, his hands were clenched into fists, and he said calmly.
This person was the mid-Yuan Dan monk he had sensed earlier in the large sentry post.
It is estimated that the movement of the Xian Gu wave is too big, which attracted Weng Fuhong's attention.
"It turned out to be Chen Daoyou."
Weng Fuhong returned the salute with a cold expression, and said suspiciously: "Could it be that Chen Daoyou came alone across the sea on a spirit ship?" ”
"The cultivation place below is not very far from the Floating Ghost City, so I relied on my supernatural powers to move forward alone."
Chen Ping smiled slightly, and said neatly.
There is no fault with his answer.
The cultivation in the middle of Yuan Dan, no matter where it is placed in the Yuanyan Islands, is a rare master, and acting alone is not an abnormal move.
"Weng is also routine, Chen Daoyou don't be surprised."
Seeing that the tone of this monk of the same rank was very sincere, Weng Fuhong was satisfied, paused, and said, "Fellow Daoist is the first time to enter the Floating Hidden City?" ”
"Not bad."
Chen Ping nodded and said straight.
Monks who enter the Floating City for the first time will be issued an identity jade ring without exception.
The structure of this ring is quite special, even if it is hidden in the storage ring, the sentry commander can detect it through a magic weapon of some kind of perception.
Like Deng Fengcheng, Qi Yuan, Xiong Dingtian and others who died at his hands, they all have an identity jade ring.
It's just that Chen Parallel has always been cautious, and he has already thrown the jade ring into the vast sea.
"How long do you plan to live in Floating Ghost City?"
Weng Fuhong stroked his beard and continued to ask.
"It's a few years."
Pretending to think for a long time, Chen Ping replied.
"That's a good idea!"
Weng Fuhong's eyes lit up, his attitude became gentle, and he said as if he had something to ask: "Chen Daoyou, Weng wants to discuss with you." ”
"Commander Weng said it doesn't matter."
Chen Ping said as usual, without refusing at the beginning.
"When Chen Daoyou enters the city later, can he report Weng's name to the city guard?"
Scratching his chin, Weng Fuhong said with a smile.
"Oh?"
Chen Ping was puzzled and was about to ask the specific reason, but he listened to Weng Fuhong's detailed explanation: "Fellow Daoist, you don't know, this is a task assigned by the above Jindan seniors a year and a half ago. ”
"Every sentry monk must recruit a group of foreign peers to live in the Floating Ghost City."
"The task of ordinary sentinels is relatively easy, they only need to recruit one or two personnel, but our commanders have to recruit a full three!"
Weng Fuhong smiled bitterly and said: "There are few monks in the Yuan Dan period, and seeing that the deadline is more than halfway, Weng has only found a Taoist friend." If he can't complete the above task, Weng will have to suffer severe punishment, so he begs Chen Daoyou for a favor. ”
"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, the process is very simple, you can directly report my Weng Fuhong's name to the guards, and they will never chase you to verify."
"In addition, the 30,000 spirit stones that are rewarded for each person will be given to Daoyou, and Weng will not take a penny."
"I see."
Chen Ping's eyes shrank, but he didn't agree.
Thinking about it far-reaching, what is the intention of the mandatory release of the task of pulling people in Jindan, the floating ghost city?
Aren't there enough high-ranking monks in the city?
Seeing his uncertain attitude, Weng Fuhong said with some unhappiness: "For Daoyou, it's just a casual remark, if you really don't want to, you should treat Weng as if he never mentioned it!" ”
"There's no need for a reward, Commander Weng keeps it for himself."
Chen Ping pursed his lips and said indifferently.
The Sentinel Monk may sound like an ordinary guard, but he has a high status in the Twin Cities, let alone the commander of the surveillance sea.
He was a newcomer, and he didn't want to offend this person because of this big request.
"Haha, thank you for your success."
Weng Fuhong once again showed his face-changing ability, and said with a smile: "By the way, Daoist friends must live in Fuyou City for three years, if you only report a Dao and leave immediately, it will not be counted in the effective number." ”
"Chen understood."
Chen Ping bowed his head and said quietly: "Dare to ask Commander Weng, what is the purpose of this move?" ”
"The decision-making of the ancestors of Jindan, how can a small sentry commander know its deep meaning."
Shaking his head, Weng Fuhong thought for a while, and said ominously: "The sea area of Shuangcheng has not been very stable in recent years, and the demon clan that has entered the country has become several percent more active than before. ”
"Weng can't leave the sentry post for too long, so he will leave first, and see you in the city in the future, and invite Daoyou to have a few drinks in the east."
After speaking, Weng Fuhong stopped chatting with Chen Ping, and drifted away together.
"Commander Weng walks slowly."
Back in the cabin, a thoughtful look flashed on Chen Ping's face.
Weng Fuhong revealed a lot of key information in a flash.
The sea area of Shuangcheng has not been peaceful recently, which is consistent with what Gong Lingshan said at the beginning.
The rift valley abyss, the sea area of the twin cities, and the two important places, one south and one north, have all strengthened their defensive forces.
The four major Jindan sects even sent half of their elites to be stationed in the two places, which shows that the calm is only on the surface, and the strange waves in the dark may suddenly erupt one day.
The changes in the abyss, Chen Ping's eyes were completely black.
It can't be the movement made by Ding Hongyou and Meng Yan, a pair of big ghosts and little ghosts, then their skills are too amazing.
As for the abnormality in the sea area of Shuangcheng, Chen Ping has some reliable guesses.
The last time there was an outbreak of medium and large beast tides was four hundred years ago.
For such a long time, the foundation and strength of Heavenly Beast Mountain have accumulated to a terrifying level.
Not to mention the difficulty of breaking out the beast tide at any time, but in fifty years, Chen Ping felt that this probability was still very high.
"If you come, you will be safe, isn't there a group of Jindan ancestors who are holding on to the sky when the sky falls."
Chen Ping smiled softly, picked a spirit melon and nibbled leisurely.
The Immortal Grenade did not sail directly to the Floating Hidden City, but slowly stopped on a remote small sand island in the Yellow Water Sea.
Then, a beam of inconspicuous green light shot into the island.
Looking for a raised sand dune, Chen Ping drilled into it with a muffled voice.
……
Chen Ping stayed on Xiaosha Island for 20 days.
After the mana was fully replenished and the injuries had healed, the Immortal Garnate set off again.
Immediately after the war, he returned to his peak state, which was a habit that Chen Ping had cultivated for hundreds of years.
To put it mildly, he was afraid of death.
There are countless masters in the sea area of the Twin Cities, if you inadvertently provoke someone, then the mana will be empty, wouldn't it be useless.
Moreover, he estimated that the Zhou family's Wind Killer should arrive in Fuyou City for many days earlier, and if it passed later, it would be basically impossible to meet Wu Feihe and the others.
When there were still 1,500 miles away from the floating city, a large number of strange cries that seemed to be beasts and not beasts, like birds and not birds, suddenly came from the sky, which made people listen to the tumbling of qi and blood, and they were greatly depressed.
After a while, dozens of black dots suddenly appeared in the clouds in the distance, sprinting towards the Immortal Grenade like arrows from the string.
Chen Ping was half-lying on the deck, bowing his head and fiddling with a spirit flower, his expression was extremely relaxed, as if he didn't care.
After a few breaths, the black dot showed its true face.
It was a huge demon bird with a tiger's head and a crane's body, with a pair of yellow and white wings, full of colorful colors, quite gorgeous.
These demon birds are mainly in the early and middle stages of the second order, and only a very small number of them occupy in the later stage.
On the back of each bird demon stood a foundation building monk, with a solemn face and holding a unified spirit bow-type magic weapon.
If you feel it carefully, it is all the best spiritual weapons worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.
The leader was a foundation building Great Perfection monk, and when he saw the unfathomable aura of the green-shirted monk on the ship, he immediately understood that this was a major repair of the Yuan Dan realm.
He couldn't help but change his face slightly, and stood on the demon bird and saluted in the void.
Then, after a few routine questions, he led his troops into the clouds and disappeared without a trace.
The whole process only took a few snaps of time.
(End of chapter)