Hou Yu did not fly directly to Crab Claw Island, but turned around the dozens of islands and reefs in the range of the route, even if he had to take a long detour.

With such a flight path, the journey of several hours allowed him to fly for three days, because he also wanted to experience the feeling of flying in the sea at night; Such an experience was crucial, and he got lost several times during the attempt, but whenever the sun rose and he could see the horizon, he regained his sense of direction.

Such an experience, coupled with the discerning things prepared in the bag, at least have a preliminary understanding of flying in the sea, the general direction is there, and the subtleties still need to be carefully crafted.

After three days, the sea water is no longer a gentle light green, but begins to change to light blue, and the waves are not a few feet near the sea, and begin to develop towards Zhangxu; He was lucky, the monsoon was milder this season, otherwise the tsunami would have been pouring rain, and the slightly smaller islands would not have been visible in the air.

Divine consciousness? It's okay when the weather is fine, but once the environment is bad, his divine sense is really not as effective as his visual sense in the air.

Looking down from a low altitude of hundreds of feet, Xiedao Island is like its name, just like a big crab with teeth and claws, dancing with two big pincers; A small harbor was formed in the middle of the tongs, and it seemed to be a little bigger than he had imagined.

It is an east-west island, with two pincer points to the west, and the terrain is getting lower and lower, and finally it is submerged in the sea; On the east side, there are two hills, one large and one small, which are less than 100 zhang high, and the trees on them are lush and lush.

The slightly higher hills are steep and all covered with trees; The lower hill topped more gently, and a clearing was carved out of it, with two stone houses; The divine sense swept over, and found no traces of people, so it could be judged that this stone house was probably built by the monks in the past, not that there were any natives on the island.

There are a lot of creatures on the island, but I probably swept it a few times, and I didn't find a big beast, but there are a lot of reptiles, and it deserves the name of Snake Island; Of course, these cold-blooded animals cannot live on rodents alone, and their main predators are an endless number of birds, and their offspring - birds' eggs.

Of course, he didn't think that there would be any demon beasts here, but there were before, and they had been wiped out by humans in the process of being stationed by humans for hundreds of years, where could the climate be formed again.

Of course, there will be island monsters, but they can only appear on deeper islands, according to the map, island monsters will appear after two thousand miles into the coastline, not to mention after nine thousand miles, it is another world.

Descending slowly, as if he could feel his arrival, countless long insects swam out of the two stone houses, and reluctantly left their homes; The island had been idle for more than a year, and no one would come until he had a special request.

As far as his personal habits are concerned, he doesn't like to live in a stone house, but that doesn't mean he will tolerate it being occupied by worms.

He would sweep the place out, place a humanoid puppet, and arrange a circle around the stone house to make the illusion that someone was practicing in it; As for himself, as long as he finds a place to practice, he must be fixed in a certain position.

Far away from the continental shelf, the most important thing is to protect yourself, no one will be overseas and abide by the law, everyone is free of himself, he can't pin his safety on the kindness of others.

Puppets, magic circles, early warnings, these measures are the most common means of the monk, he can think of others, it is not enough to rely on; His real means are not here, but in the earth escape that he has been working hard for, especially the precious map of a thousand miles of land.

In the next time, he will use the earth escape technique to drill every side of the island, relying on his first glimpse of the soil and grassroots tan, thousands of miles to travel the map, and turn this place into his own rat nest, the kind that has no rat hole.

When he can appear on any inch of the island underground as he wants, this is the real territory that belongs to him, and this is the meaning of Tu Dun; No one would have thought that a sword cultivator would practice Tu Dun as soon as he got started, which was completely incompatible with flying swords.

This is the original intention of his choice of martial arts, others will think about how to appear in front of others, how to become an immortal in the future, he doesn't want to be so much, he just wants to live.

Along the way, he has offended many people and killed many people, and he knows his retribution very well after a long period of punishment; At the beginning, it was still Fufeng

When the city is a small torture, every year there are evil criminals, accomplices of thieves, and interest groups who take revenge on him; If this is the case in the mortal world, how can the cultivation realm be too peaceful?

It's just that in the Quanzhen system of the country, some people are just throwing rat bogeys; Now that he is far away from the country, without the support of the Quanzhen system, and is lonely overseas, it is easy to say if he is a little-known sword cultivator, but it is impossible for him to say that no one cares about him when he is in a lot of blood debts.

So, give yourself a guarantee of real safety. To do this, the ordinary magic circle is useless, and he still has to rely on this hand to survive before he becomes truly powerful.

After a complete survey of Crab Claw Island, the practice began to get on track in the following days.

The main attack of the Gongfa was still on the earth escape, and he planned not to try the Lei Fa until he had completely mastered the Thousand Miles of Land Travel Diagram.

Every day, in addition to the normal morning, noon and evening classes, as well as exercising his flying sword control, he spends most of his time in two aspects.

First of all, escape all over Crab Claw Island, without missing a trace of rock crevices and soil cracks; His soil is now a foot into the soil layer, and the rock layer is three feet, and the geological conditions are different, and he will never accidentally expose his farts to the outside.

The speed can also reach the level of a normal person jogging on the ground, which may sound like a normal thing, but if you consider it in the soil, such a speed is remarkable.

This is just a basic skill, his understanding of grassroots Tan is because he is close to nature, so the progress in this area is obvious, and the effect is that he will not be exposed because of the leakage of qi when he escapes.

The worst thing is that people are fleeing below, and a moving bulge appears on the ground, so it is better not to escape, it is purely to cover your ears and steal the bell, and deceive yourself.

The function of the grassroots Tan is to disperse the qi to these plants on the ground, and through their rhizomes, absorb the qi of the monk's underground escape, so as to achieve the unaware of ghosts; For the overhaul that has mastered the Great Dao, there is no need to be so troublesome, they will solve this problem perfectly at the level of the Five Elements, but for the minor cultivator who does not have the ability to comprehend the Great Dao below the infant transformation, this is a fatal loophole.

This is the reason why the earth escape is so magical, but few middle and low-level monks practice it.

secondly, fly all over the vicinity of Crab Claw Island; Use the sword technique to circle around the crab island over and over again, and explore the surrounding sea conditions while practicing the sword technique.

And this radius is getting bigger and bigger, from a few miles around the island, to a dozen miles, dozens of miles, in the circumambulation familiar with the ocean climate here, wind direction shear, day and night reincarnation, sea dynamics.

No battle is easy, and the monk will not lose himself in battle unless he fools himself.

Surviving is a very serious issue, and there are no shortcuts.

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