Mozun's coffin can't be held down anymore

Chapter 178 Interference
The sea is still calm, but the small boat that was originally heading east has quietly turned around and is heading south instead.

Thousands of nautical miles away, on a small island with elegant scenery, the old man in white robe who was staring at Yun Jing with a smile suddenly froze on his face.

He finally waited for the small boat to appear in the cloud mirror again.

He happened to be familiar with the sea area where the boat was located.

Everything seems to be back on track.

However, at the moment when he was satisfied, the small boat that was supposed to stay in the cloud mirror disappeared again.

This time, Xiaozhou disappeared extremely suddenly, without even a hint of warning!

A mass of spiritual power gathered from the palm of the old man in white robe and poured it into the cloud mirror. After a while, the picture in the cloud mirror remained motionless, and the picture was still on the calm sea.

The white-robed old man's expression gradually became dignified.

With a flash of his figure, he walked from the cloud mirror to the secret room in the middle of the courtyard on the island.

In this secret room hidden behind the quiet room, there is only a long table with lamps and candles and jade plaques placed on it.

The candle flame flickered, reflecting the jade plaque, casting narrow and long shadows on the wall, which was really weird.

The old man in white robe swept his eyes, and then he spotted one of the jade plaques in the row, and the word "Chu Yan" was impressively engraved on it.

In the upper left corner of these two characters, there is also a line of small characters engraved.

Wangchen Peak, Daoming's direct disciple.

The old man in white robe looked at the words on the jade tablet, his eyes remained calm, he just raised his hand and hooked his fingers, and the jade tablet flew up from the desk and fell into his hand.

Immediately afterwards, his consciousness shrouded the jade tablet.

The picture that should have appeared in my mind did not appear at this time.

No matter how much he poured his consciousness into it, all he got was a haze. It was obvious that the other party had blocked his perception, making it impossible for him to find out.

A provoked anger rose from the bottom of my heart.

After a while, the old man in white robe suddenly tightened his fingers grasping the jade tablet, his eyes finally changed, from calm to a little more gloomy, and cursed, "Damn it!"

His fingertips holding the jade tablet were already turning white, if he hadn't worried that the jade tablet in his hand would still be useful in the future, he almost crushed it with a palm of his hand angrily.

Damn it!

Letting them "escape" at this time almost made him fall short!
The old man in white robe took a deep breath and regained his composure.

He originally wanted to go out on his own to follow Xiaozhou's trail, but now it was the most critical moment, and he couldn't leave him easily.

After thinking for a moment, he put the jade tablet back on the case, got up and went to the quiet room outside, and sat cross-legged.

Hold the Yuan and keep the One, and follow your heart.

Then, directly opposite to where he was sitting cross-legged, on another futon, an old man in a white robe who was exactly like him appeared.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see the slightest difference. When he stood up and left the quiet room, and walked to the courtyard, he could see that his figure was somewhat transparent under the sun, which was different from ordinary people.

Any high-level monk can recognize at a glance that this is not the main body, but the avatar.

And because of the haste of differentiation, the strength is less than one-twelfth of the main body.

Otherwise, with his cultivation level, the split body should be the same as the main body, and there should be no difference.

...

"The place where the silver-patterned revolving vine is really comfortable, no other monsters dare to approach it. I'm afraid it's not hidden in the bottom of the sea, but a revolving vine that has been cultivated for thousands of years?" On the deck of the small boat, Chang Hui looked at the calm sea. Can't help but sigh with emotion.

"What kind of race is Xuanteng?" Chang Yi lowered his head following Chang Hui's gaze, the sea was so calm, it was hard to imagine that there was any other race hidden under the calm sea.

"Actually, it is a very common race in the Formless Sea. It usually attaches itself to reefs or huge monsters, such as sea spirit whales or fat spirit whales..."

Mentioning this, Chang Hui frowned subconsciously. Obviously, as a person with half the blood of Hailing Whale, he was somewhat disgusted with the race of "Spinning Vine".

Seeing that everyone on the small boat was looking at her, Chang Hui sighed softly and explained: "There are many kinds of monsters like Xuanteng, most of them are extremely weak, and they need to rely on other monsters and spirits to live. They need to eat and do not need to practice, the way to survive and improve their cultivation is to absorb the spiritual power of other monsters. Therefore, most monsters in the sea hate them, especially the sea whales of various races that often become their targets."

Changhui then talked about the appearance and habits of Xuanteng.

Listening to her description, Yu Xi suddenly thought of a creature in the sea in her previous life.

barnacles.

It's really similar.

On the deck, Changhui began to talk about the silver-patterned vines living in this sea area, "This one is different from other vines, and its talent is more powerful. As long as it is absorbed by the things transformed by heaven and earth, it can continuously absorb the aura of heaven and earth." , transforming into your own cultivation. However, the speed of this transformation seems to be very slow. There was a silver-patterned vine near the sea area where the sea spirit whale lived. It has been on the same seabed reef for more than 8000 years, and it has only cultivated to the fifth level. .”

But there is one thing that is undoubtedly enviable, as long as it does not die and lives long enough, this silver-patterned revolving vine will definitely be able to cultivate to the ranks of high-level monsters.

After thousands of years, change your cultivation base.

It's better than penance, and you can't make any progress for the rest of your life.

Changhui said with emotion: "But since the group of monsters in the nearby sea area have all migrated out, I think the spiny vine has already moved there. After all, the spiny vines are most afraid of noise, especially high-level spiny vines. They are naturally lazy. But if it really affects their stable cultivation, they are not easy to mess with."

"So that's how it is." Chang Yi sighed: "No wonder there are no monsters in this sea area who dare to make trouble, even those muddy beasts dare not approach."

Changhui nodded, and guessed in a low voice: "Senior Xuanteng who lives here has at least a sixth-level cultivation base. He may have lived for tens of thousands of years, and it's unknown if he has reached the threshold of the seventh level. As long as we don't disturb it, it doesn't affect its peace of mind. Cultivation, it doesn’t count on us passing over its head.”

Yu Xi listened while controlling the direction of the boat.

Hearing this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

She has activated the formation to conceal the hull, but she still feels that it is not enough. It is obviously impossible to confuse Patriarch Daoming who has touched the threshold of crossing the catastrophe with only one formation.

But what about more distractions?

Yu Xi didn't dare to delay, and immediately took out a stack of gilded talisman papers from the gauntlet bracelet.

She has used this talisman once, and after being activated, it can evolve into the exact same shape as the thing she wants to copy.

There was a thick stack of talisman papers, with a total of fourteen. Yu Xi used up all the spiritual power in her body in one go.

What she wants to copy is nothing but the boat under them.

Not long after, fourteen identical boats scattered in different directions.

Several of them, like the small boats under Yu Xi, were heading south, with only slight deviations in specific directions.

Yu Xi raced against time, from when Chu Yan sealed himself off to when fourteen fake boats appeared on the surface of the sea, it only took half an hour.

After that, the boat increased its speed to the extreme and sailed south at full speed.

Just when she had taken several people away for hundreds of nautical miles, a white figure descended from the sky and stopped at the center where the fourteen small boats were separated.

Looking around, he looked blank.

(End of this chapter)