Chapter 182

Yunni Continent Yunhai Continent is separated from a sea area, called the Unnamed Sea, the sea area is vast, as far as the eye can see, it takes seven days for the Yuanying Monk to cross, and he must always use the compass to guide the way, otherwise it is very easy to get lost.

At the junction of the southwest and southwest regions of the Yunhai Continent, there is a route that has been traveled many times, and you can go back and forth once in three months by taking a flying magic weapon, and many local monks make a living from it.

The most dangerous thing on the whole route is not the monster beasts in the sea, but the fog in the middle.

The monks who often walk know that there is a large fog in the middle of the entire unnamed sea, which does not disperse all the year round, and once the ship gets lost in it, it can never come out again, and how many monks have lost their news since then.

A merchant ship slowly sailed on the sea, always vigilant.

"It's about to enter the fog, let everyone meditate, put all the spirit stones on the ship, and set the direction on the compass of the guide, be careful. The captain stood on the deck, counting the distance.

"Yes, don't worry, we've all been through it a few times. The monk next to him said with a smile, and returned to the boat to inform everyone.

Passing through the fog is simple and simple, as long as all the monks settle down, isolate everything around, set the direction of the ship, put down the spirit stone, and exercise it freely, and after an hour, you can get out of this fog.

It is said that this was discovered by a little qi refining cultivator, and at that time, he was the only one on the ship because he had no heart or lungs, and he was the only one left on the entire boat after passing through the fog.

Far away, the captain saw a strange rock on the sea.

This is also a sign of entering the mist, he finally checked the compass, the spirit stone at the eye of the array, and hurried back to his room and entered the meditation.

On the way to cultivate, the captain was stabbed in his heart and woke up in a cold sweat. Oh no, he was poisoned by snake venom before he came, and he needed to take pills every day, he wanted to take it after he went out, who would have thought that it would relapse at this time.

It was useless to think about it now, he hurriedly took the pill, carefully guarded his surroundings, his heart beating wildly, not knowing what would happen.

But he waited a quarter of an hour, and nothing happened.

The captain frowned, slowly got out of bed, pushed open the door, and felt that there was silence all around, and the monk on the ship was meditating in his senses.

He made his way up the stairs to the deck, only to be surprised to find that there was no fog around him.

"How so?"

I had the courage to approach the fence of the ship and look at the water below, which was clear enough, but I couldn't see it to the end, as if there was a layer blocking it.

"Captain, are you coming out so soon?"

As the hour passed, one after another the monks came up and saw the captain standing at the bow.

"When I was in the middle of the snake, the venom relapsed and woke up early, but... But I found that there was no fog at all, and I don't know why. The captain kept frowning and looking back at the sea behind.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

"That, there!"

The monks on the deck saw him pointing behind him and turned their heads one after another, but the sea was as calm as ever, and not even a single demon beast was seen.

"I just saw a face under the sea!" the captain was shocked, his eyes widened, and he slapped himself to sober up, "Really, it's on the surface of the sea, watching us, but it's going to be gone soon!"

"No, I don't. The monk on the ship looked again.

"Captain, is it because of your snake venom?"

The captain shook his head vigorously, blinked his eyes, and looked at the sea behind him in shock, was it really dazzling? But those eyes were so cold that they still lingered in his mind, "Maybe, you take the helm first, and I'll go down and rest for a while." โ€

"Don't worry, leave it to us. The group looked at each other and came to the bow of the ship.

The ship was still sailing forward, approaching the Yunni Continent little by little, and after it was far away, the originally calm sea surface rippled in circles, and a milky white soul poked out of the sea, and soon went down again.

Dive all the way to the bottom of the sea, go straight through the sand and gravel, and disappear in an instant.

When he reappeared, there was a fog in front of him, and the soul was completely unaffected, and walked straight through to a dilapidated gate, where two faces appeared on the two ghost faces, and he came back and disappeared.

The spirit went all the way to the innermost part, and the phosphorus fire hung on the wall, carefully avoiding it.

"Lord, the fog on the sea has been removed, and all the ghosts have been sent out to the secret realm of the lagoon. "The soul only has the head and upper body, and the lower body floats in the air.

And in the seat opposite him, a figure slowly condensed.

"Give me an order, all the ghost cultivators on the Yunhai Continent, the unpossessed wandering spirits find the host as soon as possible, and all rush to the Lagoon Secret Realm, at all costs, be sure to find what I want!" This person lowered his head, his face was not very clear, and he could only hear the sound of a knife saw, which was extremely harsh.

"Yes, don't worry, I..." The imp below arched his hand illusoryly, and before he could finish speaking, he was choked by the throat and hissed.

"I'm telling you, this is related to our plan, only by getting it, I can recover as soon as possible, only when I recover, the plan can continue, otherwise the previous actions will be done in vain, and we will have to wait for decades, you know the consequences!"

The voice sounded in the ears of the little ghost below, as if it was a demon from the underground, and he hurriedly replied, "I know and know, I will definitely convey it!"

"Get out, don't bother me. โ€

"Yes, the subordinates retired. The little ghost covered his neck, floated all the way back, and came to a secret room, "Scared me to death, the Lord is getting more and more irritable." โ€

"Be quiet, what should I do if I am heard?" the imp inside covered his mouth in fright.

"The Lord asked me to pass on the news, enter the secret realm of the lagoon at all costs, and get what he wants," the little imp quickly stopped saying this, and shrank in the corner, conveying the order, "I don't know what it is, even the monk on the unnamed sea doesn't care about arresting." โ€

"We are not qualified enough to know that this news has been delivered by the Lord Himself, and we will not say a few words. โ€

The little ghost guarding the secret room took out a crystal of soul power, sent it to the middle of the secret room, and activated a small silver teleportation array under his control, and in just a moment, the ghost cultivators on the Yunhai Continent heard this order.

"I see, I'm here with you. โ€

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Changchun City to the northwest walk more than 100 miles, is a group of mountain peaks, because the mountains are mostly yellow sand, green vegetation is very little, looks a little desolate, the town here is specially designed for the past monks to rest, only a few inns, is made of dead wood outside, no one guarded in the past, recently taken over by the people of Changchun Valley.

A small boat-like magic weapon slowly landed on the edge of the town, and six people walked down, directly into the town, and watched from outside the inn.

"This is the inn?" Shen Kongming looked at with disgust.

"Maybe it's a little too broken, isn't it?" the little monk also had the same expression, "I said why there are so many newly built huts next to it, maybe I don't like it because it's too old." โ€

"Why don't we build one too?" Zhen Hao looked around, "But there is no wood left, can you find it elsewhere?"

"Actually, I have ready-made. As soon as Shen Kongming's fan opened, he had the air of a local tyrant.

"Wouldn't it, the portable hut?" the little monk walked through a few people and came to Shen Kongming's side and put his shoulder on his shoulder.

"Of course. Shen Kongming raised his eyebrows.

"Doesn't it mean that only Qingchuan Ancestor can make it? He is proficient in formation and refining weapons, the two are fused together, combined with the production method of storage bags, and they were only developed a few years ago, and there are only a dozen of them on the entire continent, right?" The little monk held the Buddha beads in his hand and looked at him with a bright face.

"Who am I, young master," Shen Kongming stroked the broken hair on his shoulder, "I mentioned the idea of ghosts to my father, that is, to deliver goods to the door and earn a lot of spirit stones, and he rewarded me." โ€

"Then shouldn't you share a little with me?" Mo Ghost looked at her with his arms in his arms, and said this, she was locked up in the Boundless Secret Realm back then, and as soon as she came out, she found that the entire continent had changed, but it did bring convenience to the monks on the continent.

"In the future, there will always be opportunities. Shen Kongming laughed awkwardly and changed the topic, "Do you use it?"

"Keep it for you to use it in the future, it's a live target here, and after a few days, there will be more people, and you won't be watched, I don't want to." Mo Ghost secretly pursed his lips, "What do Senior Brother Xiao and Senior Brother Jin think?"

"Senior sister is right, in this kind of secret realm, it is a little eye-catching. Xiao Changhe smiled and looked at a few people.

"Forget it, let's build it yourself. Shen Kongming thought about it, and what they said was right.

"Senior Brother Shen, there is a reluctant request below, I don't know if I can..." Jin Changan hesitated, wanting to say something, but was stopped by Xiao Changhe, he turned his head, "Changhe, don't you want to watch the most..."

"It's okay, Master will help me, don't bother Senior Brother Shen. Xiao Changhe quietly patted his sleeve, "Senior brother doesn't have to care. โ€

"If you need me, Senior Brother Xiao said, I will definitely help if I can. Shen Kongming looked at him strangely, what's inconvenient?

Mo Ghost tilted his head and looked at the two of them, his eyes rolled, "I heard that Senior Brother Xiao's Shan Jin Linggen not only focuses on formations, but also has a lot of research on refining weapons, so he must be very interested in the portable hut, right? Shen Kongming's hut is still no problem to lend to Senior Brother for observation." โ€

Xiao Changhe's eyes flashed with amazement, this junior sister's insight is good.

"That's it, Changhe has always wanted to take a look, but this is too cherished and has not been found. Jin Changan looked at Shen Kongming with hope.

"I can't give it to you, but it's okay to observe, just this little thing, it's worth the senior brother's tussle," Shen Kongming still thought that it was a serious matter, and waved his hand indifferently, "Anyway, we are going to stay here for a month, senior brother can study it carefully." โ€

"Then thank you, Senior Brother Shen. Xiao Changhe saluted.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Shen!" Jin Changan also saluted and bumped Xiao Changhe's shoulder.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Mo Ghost's mind moved slightly. This Senior Brother Xiao is actually a person who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, and he is polite to everyone, but there are not necessarily many real friends, but this Jin Changan should be one.

Xiaoyao cultivates disciples very carefully, and also has its own set of methods, and will never let elite disciples become alone, including their group of disciples.

If they hadn't joined the sect, monks like Huo Zijun and Lin Shuyao wouldn't have become friends with the little monk Zhenhao, but it is undeniable that this is good for their growth.

The avenue is ruthless, people are merciful, no one can reach the top alone, there must always be a few friends who make friends with their lives.

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