Half a month passed in a flash, and it was soon the day for the ferry to set off.

Han Li left Yanmiao Garden early in the morning, turned Jintong into a golden ring, buckled it on his finger, and then headed straight to the west gate.

In Yuanhuang City, the ferry opening ceremony twice a year is also a very eye-catching event, so in addition to the monks boarding the boat, many people who came to watch the fun have gathered at the gate of the city.

When Han Li arrived, he found that at the entrance of the black hall on the inside of the city wall, hundreds of monks of different costumes and figures were gathered, lined up in a long line, holding black talismans as boat tickets, waiting for verification.

After Han Li entered the queue, he slightly checked the people around him and found that only a few and a half of them were true immortals, while almost the vast majority were Mahayana cultivators.

He was not surprised by this. After all, past history has long proved that the survival rate of monks below the Mahayana stage entering the wilderness realm is too low. Even in those areas that have been discovered, even if the Mahayana stage monks are active in these areas, the chance of falling is also quite high.

But even so, the reason why they are still willing to take risks is naturally to find opportunities to survive the ascension disaster that lies on their path to immortal cultivation.

Although the queue was very long, there were few voices in the crowd. Even some monks who came together deliberately lowered their voices or simply used voice transmission, so the atmosphere in front of the palace was quite solemn.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the rising sun finally passed the city, shining the first ray of sunlight under the wall, and a heavy bell sound came out from the city wall.

"Dong..."

As the bell rang, an old man in black robe walked out at the entrance of the Black Hall. After shouting "Enter the palace and boarding the ship", he began to check the tickets of these people and let them enter the hall.

The monks in front entered one after another and soon arrived at Han Li.

After handing over the black talisman, the old man in black robe flipped his palm and took out a white jade plaque from his palm, and put it on it.

I saw a black light covering the white jade token. The black talisman then seemed to burn, turned into a ray of black smoke and penetrated into the white jade token.

Immediately afterwards, words such as "Class A Room No. 13" appeared on the jade plaque.

After Han Li took the token, he touched his palm and found that there were many handwritings of rice grains behind the jade plaque.

While walking into the hall, he flipped over the token to check.

I saw that the word "forbidden item" was engraved at the top of the back of the token, which was recorded below, and all of them were prohibited from the behavior of monks on boarding the ship.

The first one is "Above the ferry, no matter why, fighting is prohibited, and those who violate it will die."

Following closely behind, the second one is "No matter why the ferry is allowed to leave the hull, and the violators will die."

There are a total of 17 prohibited acts, which are generally prohibited from leaving the ferry without permission and destroying the hull. The consequences of violating the act are mostly the same word, "death".

After entering the main hall, Han Li saw a stone staircase obliquely upwards behind the hall, leading to the top of the city wall, and there were many people walking up the stone staircase.

He also followed everyone along the way to the majestic city wall.

The entire city wall looks wider than under the city, and the road is enough to make hundreds of people walk side by side.

All the huge black stone strips used to build walls are covered with mottled marks of time.

Han Li looked over and saw dozens of huge yellow tower ships that were more than a hundred feet high, bulging in the middle, shrinking at both ends, and spinning in shape throughout the city wall.

There are not many carvings on the surface of the body, but they are only wrapped in metal of a special material, with dense and strange runes engraved on it, which looks quite ancient and rough.

Among these ferries, almost all the body surfaces were covered with various scars, some were lighter and only some were large scratches, while others were very serious. Not only was the layer of metal wrapped around it torn, but there was also a conspicuous crack on the exposed keel.

Above and around these hulls, there are monks in black-clothed clothes holding circular array plates, activating special magic and repairing the ferry.

Han Li looked over and saw that the long and narrow tear wounds and huge conical holes on these ferries were the longest, as if they were all from the hands of one or two wild beasts.

While he was thinking, a purple figure chasing him and walking side by side.

"These wounds are masterpieces of sea buckthorn snakes and human-faced scorpions. One has a sharp tail as a knife and the other has a double clamp like a cone. They are the two most common monsters in the sea of ​​sand. The attack power is only average, but it is large in number and easy to touch." The visitor said actively.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, you are here too." Han Li frowned inadvertently and said.

The person who came was none other than the demon man Shi Chuankong I had seen in the arena.

"That's right, I've been waiting in Yuanhuang City for more than three months for this ferry, and the birds are almost out of my way." Shi Chuankong said carelessly without any resignation.

"There are so many arenas in the city, and Fellow Daoist Shi doesn't seem bored." Han Li said with a smile.

"Hehe, it's just a little gambling, a little gambling is just a little gambling... Huh? Why didn't you see that little girl in red?" Shi Chuankong showed a hint of embarrassment and deliberately changed the topic.

Without waiting for Han Li to answer, a black whirlwind whirlwind came on a beacon tower on the north side of the city wall, and a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with a black beard under his jaw appeared.

A gold token hung around his waist, with the three words "Yuanhuang City" written on it showing his identity, which comes from the city lord's mansion.

"This is the ship escort sent by the City Lord's Mansion, responsible for the order on the ship and responding to emergencies. In the past, several late-stage monks of the True Immortal stage were occasionally served. Since the accident eight years ago, all of them have been served by the Golden Immortal Cultivator." Shi Chuankong looked at the man on the beacon tower and spoke.

Han Li knew that the accident he mentioned was mostly the disaster that the female cultivator in the palace dress told him was extremely serious.

"I'm leaving, I'm going to board the boat..."

Shi Chuankong turned around, glanced at the golden ring on Han Li's hand intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ship escort who had an early stage of cultivation in the Golden Immortal had already flashed and flew down to a ferry not far in front of him. Later, a monk who looked like a manager appeared at the bow of the ship and asked everyone to board the ship quickly.

Under the urging of his voice, all the monks on the boat boarded the ferry.

After everyone got on the boat, the manager reiterated the rules on the ferry, which were nothing more than those recorded on the white jade plaque, and there was nothing new.

After the manager finished speaking, he announced the "start" and most of the monks who boarded the ship dispersed and returned to their own cabin rooms.

"Every time, these clichés are all meaningless, and people's ears are calloused. Brother Li must be the first time to board the boat, right? The scenery of the sand sea is good and you can enjoy it one or two. I have seen it so many times that I am so tired of it, so I won't be with you." Shi Chuankong bowed to Han Li and said.

"Fellow Taoist, please give me a gift." Han Li replied with a slight bow and said.

Shi Chuankong was stunned when he heard this, then smiled and said, "Hehe, why bother so much? How about calling Brother Shi?"

Han Li just smiled without saying anything.

Shi Chuankong showed an indifferent expression, shook his hand, and walked back to the cabin with a swagger.

Han Li's eyes did not stop for too long on his back, but turned to other places, but he was thinking about this guy who seemed to be deliberately close to him.

After all, the acquaintance was too short and there was no sign of anything unusual for the time being, but he still felt that it would be better to be far away from this person.

While thinking about it, Han Li suddenly felt a swaying under his feet, but the ferry was slowly lifting off the squadron on the city wall.

After the hull flew out of the city wall, it did not continue to hang in the air, but slowly landed, flew out of the cliff, and landed towards the sea of ​​thousands of miles below.

As the hull was about to fall on the long yellow sand, all the runes engraved around the hull were lit up.

Immediately afterwards, a light yellow halo suddenly magnified from a certain position in the middle of the cabin, turning into a huge yellow light curtain, covering the entire ferry.

At the same time, a strange wild aura emanated from the hull.

"No wonder we can avoid most wild strange beasts. It turns out that we used the beast core of some kind of wild and powerful strange beasts to be the center of the protective array to disguise himself as a creature in the wild realm..." Han Li felt the aura and suddenly said to himself.

At this moment, the bottom of the ferry seemed to finally touch the bottom of the sand sea. After a slight up and down for a while, it floated steadily on the sand sea.

Han Li came to the side of the ferry and looked downward. He saw that the layer of metal wrapped in the hull seemed to have some special magnetic properties, which could repel each other with the sea of ​​sand, so that the ferry would be suspended on it without falling over it.

Before he could finish his surprise, the light suddenly shone on the ferry hull, like a ship riding the wind and waves, galloping in the sea of ​​sand.

Han Li slowly retracted his gaze and looked out of the boat. He saw a quietness on the yellow sand thousands of miles away. He could not see any movement or hear any abnormal noise, and seemed lifeless.

The jade plaque is explicitly prohibited, and monks are not allowed to release their spiritual senses to explore the sand sea without authorization, in order to prevent disturbing some wild beasts with extremely sensitive perception. The manager has also emphasized it many times just now.

Han Li didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he naturally didn't do so.
Chapter completed!