I practice cultivation cautiously in a strange world

Looking at the calamity cloud slowly dissipating, Nanmen Wuji's angry face twisted.

He was tricked by Madam Bones!

The other party didn't really want to escape the tribulation here, he was just pretending to scare him away and he didn't know what method he used to get out of the detection range of his spiritual consciousness.

He flew to the place where Madam White Bones was just now and found nothing unusual. Nanmen Wuji's expression changed for a while, and he chased towards the sea.

With his speed, as long as the opponent doesn't teleport directly to the distant sea, he can catch up!

Chen Lin used the earth escape talisman to move the ground and escape directly into the sea water, and then used the water escape talisman to escape crazily in the water.

However, he did not go to the distant sea, but went west along the coastline. He used three water escape talismans in succession and escaped for more than twenty miles. He returned to the land, and then ran westward along the deep mountains and old forests.

He was afraid that he would be caught by Nanmen Wuji if he went directly to the far sea, and he was also afraid that the other party would have his accomplices to intercept him above the sea, so he would rather waste some talismans than change the direction.

Moreover, the demonic cultivation methods of the Qishen Cult are all weird and unpredictable, and cannot be measured by common sense. The more careful you are, the better.

He didn't know that it was this operation that allowed him to escape Nanmen Wuji's pursuit.

Nanmen Wuji traced it all the way to the edge of the distant sea, and kept using his innate magical power along the way. His spiritual thoughts covered a thousand feet in radius, even the bottom of the sea.

However, neither the Bone Lady nor the Foundation Establishment monk who escaped before was found. After the fog rose on the sea, he could only leave with a gloomy face and flew towards the blockade area.

Chen Lin ran all the way and flew an unknown distance before flying towards the sea again and getting into the fog.

A few days later.

Chen Lin stood on a small island, looking at the strong wind and thunderstorm above his head, showing a wry smile.

These three days went very smoothly.

He flew close to the sea, and did not encounter any interceptions or attacks from the God Prayer Sect along the way, nor did he encounter any monsters. He easily arrived at the distant sea.

According to Madam White Bones, a successful breakout is considered a success here. The people of the Prayer Sect will not go to the distant sea to pursue and kill them. Moreover, the strong wind and thunderstorms here do have a strong restraint effect on magic power, and they do not dare to come in.

But equally, he was afraid to fly and got lost.

The sea map Luo Qinglan gave him did not have a mark on the island under his feet. It was probably beyond the scope of the chart's records.

Maps of the far sea were already scarce. He had acquired them before, but he only received a few simple ones, which were of little use.

What makes Chen Lin even more helpless is that due to strong winds and thunderstorms, he cannot fly to a high place and look far away, and it is even difficult to identify the direction. I am afraid it will take a lot of time to find the No. 9 island that Luo Qinglan marked for him. There are many twists and turns, or simply can’t be found.

But no matter what, at least he survived.

As for Qian Li and Zhang Qingfeng, their cultivation has fallen into the Qi training stage, and they still have soul contracts, so they may have fallen.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Zhang Qingfeng was okay, it was just a few encounters, but Qian Li was one of his few friends, and he didn't expect to die in such circumstances.

And Mrs. Bones, her methods were even more ruthless. Fortunately, he resisted the temptation and did not practice double cultivation with her, otherwise she would have fallen into her trap.

With a sigh, Chen Lin took out a glass of spiritual wine and saluted in the direction of the land. He drank half of the glass and sprinkled the remaining half on the ground. He said goodbye to Qian Li and others. Then he collected himself and took out Mo Yin. The spirit boat is preparing to head into the depths of the sea.

The dead are gone, but the living are still alive.

This place is still on the edge of the sea, so it is not very safe. If the Qishen Sect does not abide by the agreement, all his hard work will be in vain.

The Black Ink Spirit Boat is completely black. Because it has reached the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon, its shrinkage is extremely large.

The smallest one is only about one foot, but the largest one is more than three feet long and one foot wide. It can also activate an energy shield to withstand attacks from monks in the later stages of foundation building.

In addition, after activating the mask, it can also be used as a submarine, and it can also fly at extremely high speeds.

The only drawback is that the selling price is a bit different. Because of the rush of time, he did not carefully shape the appearance. It looks a bit rough and the lines are a bit dull.

But despite its flaws, whether you can cross the sea or not depends entirely on this treasure!

Chen Lin stimulated the spirit boat to a size of one foot, took out three high-grade spirit stones and pressed them into the spirit stone tank, then controlled the wind and waves and headed straight to the depths of the sea!

If the protective shield is not activated, the spirit boat's consumption of spiritual stones is not too great, but if the protective shield is activated, the three high-grade spiritual stones will not last long.

Because he didn't know how long he would need to sail at sea, Chen Lin didn't dare to move forward with the shield on even though he had a lot of spiritual stones in reserve. Instead, he controlled the direction while being wary of monsters.

To his surprise, he had been sailing for a day and a night without being attacked by a single monster.

This made him secretly relieved.

It seems that the distant sea is not as exaggerated as in the legend, and monsters are not visible everywhere. Moreover, there are strong winds and thunderstorms less than ten meters above the head, and ordinary monsters probably do not dare to come out.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin no longer worried, but controlled the spirit boat and swallowed the pills to start practicing.

Another three days passed.

This time he met two monsters on the way, but they were both first-level. They were killed by him as soon as they surfaced, and he just happened to extract some ingredients for the tooth ceremony.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed by.

Chen Lin was already numb. Looking around, there was nothing but sea water. Apart from meditating and practicing, he was just meditating and comprehending spells. It was very boring.

Originally he didn't need to eat, but he would catch some sea creatures every day and cook them in various ways.

In order to move across the sea, he had prepared countless supplies, and the storage bags alone were filled with more than ten. Even if he floated on the sea for three to five years, he could still sustain it.

Therefore, although he was a little lonely, Chen Lin was not worried and just calmed down to improve his cultivation.

A few days later, he made another discovery.

The strong wind and thunderstorm above the head can actually be used to refine the body. The Vajra Body Refining Technique, which has not been improved for a long time, feels enhanced again after being baptized by the strong wind and thunderstorm!

Not only did the progress of the Vajra Body Refining Technique increase, but during the tempering process of the Gangfeng Thunderstorm, the fusion progress of the Thunder Apricot Spirit in the body also accelerated.

This discovery made Chen Lin overjoyed. In addition to practicing the Three Yangs Burning Wood Technique every day, he also had another physical exercise to do.

But what makes him helpless is that even with his current physical strength, he can only stay in the Gangfeng for a short time. Each practice does not last long, and he can only go in once every once in a while.

In the following time, he entered a busy state of cultivation. Not only did he no longer feel lonely, but he also enjoyed it and his cultivation level continued to improve.

On this day, Chen Lin was refining his body in the strong wind when he suddenly noticed a small black spot in the distance.

His spirit was shaken, and he immediately landed on the spirit boat and sailed carefully in the direction of the black spot.