The oars rippled in a circle, and the boat slowly headed towards the lake, and the smell of wet mist hit the body and pounced on the face and nose, injecting bursts of freshness into the spleen and lungs, and it had to be said that it was really rare to be able to enjoy the petty bourgeoisie on the boating lake in the depths of the prairie, but it was a pity that none of the monks who were qualified to enjoy this atmosphere had this mood.

When he was by the lake just now, Lin Zhuowen already knew that his spiritual power was constantly draining, but the speed of loss was extremely slow, if there was no reminder from Monroe, Lin Zhuowen himself would be difficult to find, as the boat became farther and farther away from the lakeshore, the speed of spiritual power loss in his body was also accelerating, and soon it became easy for people to notice, and then people could not ignore it.

Lin Zhuowen immediately put a set of "programs" that had already been written After using it, he found that the speed of spiritual power loss in his body was indeed greatly reduced, and it was completely within the range he could bear, so he couldn't help but feel relieved, and then looked at the monks on the other ships, all of them had a solemn and solemn expression, obviously they all attached great importance to it, even Wen Xinghai's expression, which was much more accurate than others' spiritual power control in his infancy, was not easy, here he counted the distance he wanted to go deepest, and he was afraid that he would stay for a lot of time, so he had to reduce the loss of every bit of spiritual power in his body as much as possible.

Lin Zhuowen didn't move at all on his face, even if he could handle it easily, he didn't want others to see any clues, even if the monks of Jinding Mountain couldn't enter here, but it was also an extremely dangerous thing to be discovered by other monks here, if you could deal with it easily, it meant that you had mastered some kind of secret, and it also meant that you could live longer than others. At that time, there will naturally be people who will come to the door, Lin Zhuowen can't share the secret, it will inevitably make them angry, not to mention that it is a matter of life and death, Lin Zhuowen can almost predict what will happen next, although fighting is forbidden in the valley, but the means of immortal cultivators are not just fighting and killing, if someone takes advantage of your inattention to secretly play some tricks, you may not be able to even if you are bent on death, not to mention those monks who are about to die. I'm going to die anyway. If you have a way but don't help yourself, that's good, you don't want to live if I die, it's normal to pull a cushion on your back when you die.

With deep into the lake. You can see the signs erected in the water. The distance from the shore of the lake is marked. Some of the monks on board the ships had very low cultivation levels, especially those in the Qi Refining Stage who stopped first, followed by the Foundation Building Stage Monks. These monks made up the vast majority of the Near-Immortal Valley, and soon only a few small boats remained.

When Lin Zhuowen's boat also stopped near a sign marked "Five Thousand", there were only three boats that were still moving forward, and the monks on these three boats were naturally Wen Xinghai in the Yuan Infant Stage and the pair of Daoist couples in the late Jindan period, Ji Li and Zhugu Xue, Lin Zhuowen still had the strength to observe them, but found that they were all engrossed in meditating with their eyes closed, obviously trying their best to deal with the loss of spiritual power.

The five elements seed cultivated in the early stage of Jindan was only Lin Zhuowen, so there were no other ships around, the boatman tied the rope directly to the sign, and then went to the cabin to take out a bag of food and sat at the stern to eat, all of them were some jerky, the dirty and blackened gourd around his waist was filled with wine, and he drank a sip of wine after eating a few pieces of jerky, the wine smell spread, pungent and pungent, obviously not a good wine, but he seemed to enjoy it very much, and his mouth made some smack sounds from time to time, and he didn't care that it would affect Lin Zhuowen in meditation.

Lin Zhuowen can also see that here these immortal cultivators are only afraid that they will not live as well as these mortals, and these mortals don't take these immortal cultivators seriously at all, and they can't help but smile bitterly in their hearts, but there is no one left and right, Lin Zhuowen's mind moved again, because of his high-precision "programming", he still has the strength to deal with the loss of spiritual power now, and it is not a problem to deal with a mortal at all, is it not to escape now? However, he gave up again, although it was unlikely that the monks of Jinding Mountain would enter here at risk, they would definitely arrange defensive forces around it, and it was impossible not to even consider preventing someone from taking the opportunity to escape.

Lin Zhuowen also thought of some cheating methods, such as coercing these boatmen not to go deep and making them unable to speak, or directly using magic to influence these boatmen, so that they thought they had reached the established depth and stopped going deeper, but in the end they found that these definitely didn't work, even if you have good means, but Jinding Mountain has monks who are smarter than you, it is still easy to let these mortals tell the truth and check whether these mortals have been affected by magic in a short period of time, doing so will only steal chickens and rice, and let themselves die faster, otherwise those monks will not follow the arrangement so honestly, after all, no one is a fool。

Shaking his head, throwing these unrealistic thoughts out of his mind, Lin Zhuowen concentrated on debugging the exercises "programs" he had written in advance, and now that he has an environment for testing and verification, he must modify and improve as much as possible, these are his future survival conditions, if he doesn't have the strength to do it now, if he waits until he is tired of dealing with it in the future, he will not have a chance.

For a whole day, Lin Zhuowen was immersed in the testing and improvement of the "program" of the exercises, and he didn't care about the boatman who was full of food and drink and lying in front of him, and the time was a little tight for him, after all, debugging and modifying the program is a rather tedious job, not to mention that Lin Zhuowen also had to verify the influence of the peerless environment on the programming language exercise itself of the "Five Elements Shengkejue" in the process.

It was dark and white, and in the blink of an eye, the day had passed.

"Big brother, can we stay one more day?"

The boatman had already untied the rope and was about to go back, but his jaw was almost shocked by Lin Zhuowen's words, although he was not an immortal cultivator, but he also knew that for these immortal cultivators, staying here for an extra second would be a crime, and I didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to increase the time.

"That's the case, I think I can still cope with it at the moment, anyway, the next time I come back, I will have to increase the time, it's better to try to adapt now, so that the next time I can grasp it more, even if it doesn't work, I can know how much gap I still have, and I have a goal to work hard when I go back." Lin Zhuowen gave a reasonably reasonable explanation, but he was depressed in his heart, he couldn't imagine that after he became an immortal cultivator, he would have to deceive mortals with words one day, but he was stronger than people, but he couldn't help himself.

Lin Zhuowen is not like other Five Elements Seeds who have given up hope of escaping, he has never given up the idea of escaping, for this reason he has been carefully paying attention to the opportunity for a possible escape in the past three years, in his opinion, there is already a pool of stagnant water in the Near Immortal Valley, even if he means to the sky, there is no way to set off any storms, let alone create any escape opportunities, but in the past five years, the immortals do not enter, and the monks of Jinding Mountain do not dare to enter, and they are in the "Five Elements Shengkejue" It has many advantages over others in the use of it, and if it is planned properly, it may not be without a trace of vitality.

However, other immortal cultivators don't dare to enter this place, what kind of good place is this place for themselves, if they can't understand the situation here, they may be more dangerous here than in the Near Immortal Valley, as long as they don't die in the Near Immortal Valley, at least they will survive, and here they can take their own lives, so they must take some risks, as for whether it will attract the attention of the Jinding Mountain monks, Lin Zhuowen is confident that as long as he grasps a degree and doesn't show too much, it should still be no problem.

"If you can't hold it, say it sooner. The boatman thought about it and agreed to Lin Zhuowen's request.

Lin Zhuowen didn't stay for two days in the end, but stayed for half a day and then asked the boatman to send him back to the shore, this is the so-called degree, this is only the first time he has entered the immortal, and it is a depth of five thousand meters, staying for a day and a half can be regarded as good, and it will not be too much, in fact, Lin Zhuowen still wants to stay a little longer, and even add some depth, but everything can not be rushed, especially in the case of various unfavorable situations, the so-called busy is easy to make mistakes, in such a situation, a small mistake may make yourself into a more passive situation or even take your own life。

Maybe it's because of some changes in Lin Zhuowen's senses, on the way back, the boatman man has a rare smile on Lin Zhuowen, and even when a fish passes near the boat, a boat oar goes down and picks it into the cabin, and invites Lin Zhuowen to eat fish, saying that the fish here is extremely delicious, there is no need to bake and boil it at all, and it doesn't feel fishy when eaten raw, Lin Zhuowen noticed that this boatman is extraordinary, and it is not something that ordinary people can do to accurately pick out the swimming fish from the water with oars, the cocoons in the tiger's mouth with those big hands are not grinded out by rocking the oars.

Although Lin Zhuowen is an immortal cultivator, he has also been in contact with several martial arts figures, such as the bandit leader Meng Han who proclaimed himself a general, such as Jiang Siyan's grandfather who gave him the nickname "Eight-armed Heavenly King" Jiang Shanjun Jiang Old Man, although his strength cannot be compared with that of an immortal cultivator, but he is proficient in martial arts but he is not annoying, and they are all heroic and strange men.

"Good means!" Lin Zhuowen praised, picked up the fish and bit it, sure enough, the entrance was fragrant, there was no fishy smell, and he praised it: "Good taste!"

"Haha, in Xia Su Junba, haven't you asked the immortal chief what to call him?" Seeing that Lin Zhuowen did not have the arrogance of other immortal cultivators, the boatman couldn't help but smile and said, although he is a mortal, he doesn't care about the difference between immortals and mortals, since he has the intention of making friends, he doesn't hide it at all, and he is really a bold person. (To be continued......)