Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 560: White Skeleton
Lin Yi did not move forward, but turned around and flew away. (_-< >-) Dinghai Sect is not a concern, but what he is afraid of is Gong Ye Gan hearing the news and coming. It took him several months to get rid of this Yuanying master, and he really doesn't want to cause trouble.
I don't know if Xuantian Sect has found the remains of Master Xuantian, and it is not easy to find a burial place for a cultivator in the vast ocean. Since I know that place, I might as well go there to take a look. Maybe, I will find something.
Now, Lin Yi just wants to know more about Jiuzhou.
More haste, less speed, just run more and walk slowly!
After turning around to avoid the Biyao Sea where Dinghai Sect is located, Lin Yi felt much calmer. He flew east on his sword and went deep into the sea.
When encountering a storm on the sea, Lin Yi flew high over the clouds and left everything under his feet. When he encountered an island, he would land and rest for two days, and then follow the map of Dinghai to identify the direction and continue forward.
A month later, Lin Yi had fewer and fewer places to stay. He had to fly with his sword while holding the spirit stone in his hand to restore his strength, and slowly turned north.
At this time, there was an endless sea below, as if there was no end forever. Flying alone was boring and tasteless. Lin Yi seemed to have returned to the time when he took a boat to cross the sea. All he could do was keep moving forward, and forward again!
Whenever the sun rose in the east and the moon came out of the sea, Lin Yi would always stare for a long time, silently feeling the rotation of yin and yang, and the endless reciprocation of the vitality of the world. And he was like a lonely star in the sky, flying alone with a faint tracer light, looking for his own eternity.
Day after day, the uncontrollable tiredness came. It was not because of physical weakness, but mental fatigue. Lin Yi had many ways to relieve, avoid, or rest, but he didn't want to stop. With the purple gold gourd in his hand, his figure flying with the sword became more casual. After a sip of wine, he had already traveled a hundred miles, and a lonely shadow passed by. Don't say that the wind and moon are boundless, behind the lone walker, the sky is lonely.
More than a month has passed, and by the end of July, Lin Yi has made a big turn on the sea. He slowly stopped and took out a jade slip.
According to the marks on the map, 80,000 miles to the west on the left hand is the location of Biyao Island of Dinghai Sect; 200,000 miles to the east on the right hand leads to Wuding Sea; and 10,000 miles in front is the place where Xuanyuan Zhenren (Qiyuan) found the remains of Xuantian Patriarch.
After running around for more than two months, the situation ahead was unclear, so Lin Yi no longer rushed on the road rashly. He put away the flying sword under his feet, fell straight down from the sky, the waves on the sea surface gently parted, and he plunged into the seabed.
Casting the "water avoidance spell", like a fish in water. But when the surroundings fell into darkness, Lin Yi could still feel the ubiquitous burden, which made people panic. He drove the dragon armor to protect his body, and went straight down three thousand feet, and then he reached the bottom of the sea.
Occasionally, unknown sea fish appeared, some were more than ten feet long, and some were less than an inch long, with all kinds of strange things, which made Lin Yi dazzled. He was not interested in this, so he continued to sink twenty or thirty feet deep, and then dug a hole to set up a formation to regulate his breathing.
After resting for ten days, Lin Yi, who had been recuperating, once again cut through the waves and jumped out of the sea. He did not dare to be careless, and abandoned the flying sword, but gathered all his spiritual power, and flew forward with the "wind escape technique".
Half a day later, Lin Yi came to the place marked on the map, and could not help but be secretly surprised. On the sea surface of 500 miles in front, thousands of islands and reefs of varying sizes were scattered. What surprised him was not these numerous small islands, but some figures that appeared among them, who were the monks from Xuantianmen.
This place was the burial place of Master Xuantian. Could it be that Le Chengzi had obtained the same map? No, if that's the case, why would the cultivators of Xuantian Sect search aimlessly here?
Lin Yi became cautious, hiding in the air and looking down. These cultivators were scattered all over the place, using their spiritual sense to explore around hundreds of miles. Among them, there was no sign of Le Chengzi and Yan Qi, let alone Gong Ye Gan. This should be a group of people from Xuantian Sect coming east, and they are definitely looking for the whereabouts of Master Xuantian.
There are so many islands and reefs, and they can't stand the search of so many people. Could it be that the map is wrong?
If it were in the past, Lin Yi might have turned around and left. But after more than two months of running around, he ran hundreds of thousands of miles on the sea alone, and he didn't want to give up.
Following the marks on the map, avoiding the flying spiritual sense, Lin Yi slowly came to the sky above this sea area. The islands and reefs below are dense, and there are no cultivators coming and going nearby. He stared at it, and it was a reef that was more than ten feet high and dozens of feet in size, and there was nothing unusual on it.
This is just an ordinary island reef, extremely inconspicuous, and not a good place to stay. If it weren't for the detailed markings on the map, Lin Yi would never have noticed this place. After a while, he still found nothing, so he looked around the reef.
There is a notch about a foot in the island reef, which attracts the sea water to splash waves. Lin Yi stared with his eyes, and his "illusion pupil" flashed. At this time, there was a divine sense sweeping over, he did not dare to neglect, and the breeze entered the water...
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At the same time, on an island three thousand miles away, there were twenty or thirty people guarding, who were actually cultivators from Xuantian Sect and Zhengyang Sect, including Leng Cui, Ling Ba, Guangqizi, Hongdao, Shi Zhu and other masters. On the top of a small hill not far away, the two people who were looking far away were Le Chengzi and Yan Qi.
"More than two months have passed and there is still no trace. Isn't it just a waste of time to wait..." As he spoke, Yan Qi lost interest. The sky dyed red by the setting clouds and the red sea water are really beautiful! But he was already tired of the beautiful scenery, and he only thought about whether that boy would show up.
After looking into the distance, Le Chengzi turned to face the fading east, and said leisurely: "I thought the guest was coming from the west, but he has been waiting for a long time. He must have taken a detour!"
"Why are fellow Taoists so sure?" Yan Qi turned around slowly. Le Chengzi twitched his beard and smiled and said: "Haha! The only reason why this kid ignored the goodwill of our family is that he is persistent..."
Yan Qi made a sound and said: "I would like to hear the details..."
"Lin Yi got the remains of my ancestor Xuantian, so he must have known about the existence of Jiuzhou. Do you think he would still be willing to stay in Daxia?" After asking a question, Le Chengzi added: "It is said that the one called In Kyushu, there are many excellent techniques and elixirs, and there are many masters there. Not to mention the masters in the middle and late stages of Yuan Ying, there are also the seniors in the transformation stage that make people look up to them! I want to, but I still can't find a feasible way..."
Speaking of this, Le Chengzi sighed and said: "Guarding this place in Daxia, it's hard to make any progress. And I can't live to a thousand years old. If we go on like this, it's like waiting for death! That kid has countless opportunities. , how could you be willing to accept your fate..."
With a look on his face, Yan Qi stared at Le Chengzi and asked, "Jiuzhou? Is there really such a place!" Before the other party could respond, he suddenly said: "You are not here for his inheritance of skills and the "Dongzhen Sutra", but for want……"
Nodding, Le Chengzi said helplessly: "The matter has come to this, I don't have to hide anything from fellow Taoist Yan. It's just a matter of passing on the skills. Who doesn't want the "Dong Zhen Jing"? However, I will have no regrets if I can visit Kyushu in person in this life. That’s it!”
Seeing that Yan Qi was deep in thought and silent, Le Chengzi added: "Comparing the jade slips that Lin Yi took out with the classics handed down from my family, it is not difficult to guess the place where my ancestor fell into trouble. Although he was a wiper The above-mentioned relevant records are trying to conceal the truth! In addition, Gong Yeqian has led people to wait at Baguio Island, which shows that the boy still fled to the sea, and maybe he has taken a detour here..."
Kyushu? What kind of person is that? Is it really what Le Chengzi said? Thinking of what he had done, Yan Qi began to worry about gains and losses. Le Chengzi's life is short, Lin Yi is young, and the old and the young don't take Da Xia seriously at all. They see further! Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the pride and ambition of the past were like the sinking sunset, gorgeous but a little less real.
A stream of light came suddenly, and Le Chengzi raised his hand to take it. It was a transmission talisman. After a while, he nodded silently, handed it to Yan Qi, and said, "Gong Yeqian has already rushed over. It's useless to fight with him. We'd better move to another place..."
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A few feet deep under the water are all rocks. Lin Yi's eyes flashed with red light, and he looked carefully at the place under his feet. He bent down and moved away the messy gravel, revealing six well-arranged stone pillars under the water plants.
Looking at these six-foot-long stone pillars, Lin Yi was slightly stunned. Remove the dirt on it, and a formation appears in front of you. This is a teleportation array!
There was no movement on the sea at this time. Lin Yi thought for a while, then took out six spiritual stones and placed them on the formation. After hesitating for a while, he walked into it and performed a trick. I saw a faint light flashing under the sea water, and the figure had disappeared.
In just an instant, a closed cave appeared in front of Lin Yi. Before he could see clearly what was going on inside the cave, he took a step and turned around, raised his hand and grabbed hold, and the same six stone pillars on the ground were pulled out. And above the reef where it came from, several sword rainbows flew over...
After destroying the teleportation array, Lin Yi looked at the six stone pillars on the ground, pondered for a while, and then looked at the cave in front of him.
The transmission was so fast, it can be seen that this place is not far from the island and reef just now. The several-foot-long cave is filled with fluorite, and the surrounding area is bright and extremely quiet. Lin Yi's expression suddenly changed and he took a few steps forward. Directly in front of the stone wall sat the remains of a monk. His clothes and other items had rotted away, leaving only the bones and skeleton.
Presumably, these are the remains of the master from thousands of years ago, Master Xuantian, the founder of Xuantian Clan! Lin Yi sighed secretly, adjusted his appearance, and bowed several times. After that, he stood up and looked around, but there was nothing else in the cave.
Turning around, Lin Yi's expression couldn't help but change...
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