Qingzhou, the sea of ​​the north.

The white fairy boat where the fisherman is still sailing aimlessly on this boundless sea of ​​North and Netherworld, and is about to approach the interior of North and Netherworld, where it is not as peaceful as the periphery.

"Big turtle, have you not sensed your chance yet? If you go on, it's the foggy area of ​​the North Sea. I heard from my elder brother that it's dangerous and you'll get lost if you're not careful. There are many monsters that can swallow you in one bite, and you won't even hit a burp."

Xiaoyu didn't know when a swimming pool was built on the deck of the boat. Now he was lying on his back on the water and talking to Xuanwu who was hiking around in the water. Looking at Xuanwu who was heartless and only knew how to play with water, Xiaoyu said frightened and frightened at it.

"Xiaoyu, does Xuanwu still have no sense? It seems that we are going to go into the real North Sea to take a look. There is an island where monks trade in the northwest of this periphery. We go to buy some magical tools to prevent getting lost. After entering the foggy sea, we cannot release spiritual consciousness. Without those things, it is difficult to distinguish the direction."

At this time, Qingchen in the cabin also came to the deck, took a look at the foggy sea area that was eight hundred miles away, making her spiritual sense unable to be stored, and spoke to Xiaoyu.

It was the territory of the aquarium in ancient times. Although the foggy sea is still far from the core area of ​​the North Sea, it is also dangerous. Among them, the one that has the greatest influence on the cultivators are those seemingly boundless fogs.

These fogs can easily isolate the spiritual exploration, so that the cultivators can only locate on the sea like ordinary people, relying on compass and sea charts.

And that's all, the key is that these sea areas will change their routes every hundred years, so that the cultivators who enter will have to explore safer routes again every hundred years and re-draw new charts.

"Okay, Sister Qingchen, I'll drive the boat."

When Xiaoyu heard Qingchen saying that he wanted to go to the island to buy things, he immediately got up from the pool and volunteered with joy on his face. He had been sailing on the sea for so long that she had been tired of staying.

At this time, I heard that I didn’t have to stay on the boat anymore, so I suddenly felt energetic. So I quickly pinched a magic trick with both hands and let the bow of the boat go northwest. With their eyesight, in this vast and unobstructed sea, I could clearly see the island thousands of miles away in the northwest.

As the two men's ships gradually approached the island's 100-mile range, they slowly drove into the island's formation and suddenly felt a lively aura coming to their faces.

I saw that the island at this time was very different from what I saw outside the formation. Except for the island outline similar to what I saw outside, other scenes here were very different.

There are countless cultivators flying around in the air, and the weakest ones are the Golden Pill stage cultivation level. Obviously, none of these cultivators who dare to venture into the Misty Sea of ​​Beiming have a weaker one.

In addition to these lonely immortal cultivators, there are also merchant ships and fairy boats, entering and leaving a port with large teleportation arrays. It is obvious that this is a caravan that was teleported from the port of Qingzhou mainland. In order not to waste time on the North Sea, these people have also invested a lot of money.

"Two fellow Taoists, we are inspectors from Baimeng Island. We came to register for the two fellow Taoists. I wonder if it is convenient for the two fellow Taoists?"

Shortly after Qingchen and Xiaoyu drove the white ship into the formation, a group of more than a dozen immortal cultivators stayed in front of their ships in the escape light. After a meeting ceremony, they said to Qingchen and Xiaoyu.

"Of course, you can get on the boat and talk.

The disciple of the Immortal Sect, Qingchen, is a disciple of Qingxu Mountain, Qingyu, and has met all the fellow Taoists."

When Qingchen saw these people coming to register, he also gave a meeting gift, then invited them to board the boat, and then introduced himself.

"It turned out to be fellow Taoist Qingchen from the Immortal Sect and fellow Taoist Qingyu from Qingxu Mountain. I have met two fellow Taoists in Xia Ye Yu."

When Qingchen opened his mouth to invite these people to board the boat, they did not all come up, only the person in charge of registering board got on the boat. This is the North Sea, and there are many monsters in the sea that can change skills, and they dare not be careless at any moment.

"We have heard that there are worldly disciples walking in Jiuzhou in Qingxu Mountain, but we didn't expect that the Taoist Qingyu was so young and promising, and they were disrespectful."

After Ye Yu registered his identity information for the two, he saw that the sensing magic weapon did not notice the demonic energy, so he put down his guard slightly, looked at Xiaoyu again and said, obviously he regarded Xiaoyu as Qingxuan.

"Fellow Daoist, you are kind."

Seeing that the monk named Ye Yu was so polite, Xiaoyu naturally bowed his hand and said solemnly.

"In this way, I won't bother you. I wish you a happy trip."

After Ye Yu sent two maps of the fairy city on the island to the two, he went back to the outside of the ship, nodded to the dozen people waiting, and then continued to patrol in the light of escape.

Seeing this, Qingchen and Xiaoyu naturally continued to drive the boat forward. After a while, the two arrived at a port, so Qingchen pinched a magic trick to reduce the boat and put it away. Xuanwu was directly carried away by Xiaoyu, and Xiaobai temporarily placed it in the storage bag.

"Sister Qingchen, is this Baimeng Island also a sect? Why don't they have a unified sign?"

Xiaoyu hugged Xuanwu and suddenly asked Qingchen. She had seen many sect monks with Qingxuan before, such as the disciples of the Nine Sects of Yunmengze and his ranks. They all had sect logos, some on their hair crowns and some on their clothes, but they were all relatively unified. Unlike what she saw now, the monks had several different logos.

"Baimeng Island is not a sect, but hundreds of sects have joined forces to establish the immortal city here. After all, this place is not very safe. Except for big sects like the Sword Sect, each sect dares to gain a long foothold in this foggy sea because their strength is not enough to suppress some of the big monsters here."

Qingchen explained to Xiaoyu while walking that this place was just a place to earn profits. Those sects could not bring the entire sect, and the power was too weak, so they could only choose to unite with the sects with good friends. In this way, as long as each sect has a little manpower, the hundreds of sects combined can gain a foothold here for a long time.

"Sister Qingchen, will we encounter a big monster when we go into the foggy sea this time? What if we can't beat it?_??"

When she was in Yunmengze, the big demon white ape left a deep impression on Xiaoyu. If she encountered that kind of existence, she felt that she had no power to resist at all.

"Sister has life-saving talisman here. If we can't beat us, we can still run away. Didn't your master give you the talisman?"

When Qingchen saw Xiaoyu appearing worried, he touched her head and comforted her, saying, "She is not worried about this." As the true teachings of the Immortal Sect, there are some things that can save lives on her body.

"I gave it, but I haven't tried it, and I don't know the power."
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