Chapter 41 The East China Sea is tens of thousands of miles eastward, and the sound of the tide through the ages is endless
Chapter 41 The East China Sea is tens of thousands of miles eastward, and the sound of the tides is endless
Author: Wandering Toad
Chapter 41 The East China Sea is tens of thousands of miles eastward, and the sound of the tides is endless
Although Wang Chong had double-level Zhoutian magic power, the magic power he cultivated through his ancestor's newly created Qi Refining Technique was slightly weaker than the ordinary double-level Zhoutian skill. He urged the clouds to fly for two or three hours, but some of his magic power was weak.
, it was getting late again, so I had to stay overnight.
The energy of Yun Jing is born to rise and fall.
As long as the flight is not activated, the clouds can remain in the air and not fall.
Wang Chong raised the surrounding clouds and turned them into cloud domes to resist the strong winds high in the sky.
Zhu Ying took a square table and some food and set it up.
As the legitimate daughter of the Dragon King, she actually carries countless delicacies in her treasure bag, exotic fruits from overseas fairy mountains, elixirs refined by gods, and countless delicacies in the world. There is also a secret treasure of the dragon clan that can last for thousands of years.
At Bailu Academy, Zhu Ying could only eat a few mouthfuls of vegetarian dishes. It wasn't because he had a small appetite, but because he was not used to ordinary food.
Wang Chong saw a plate of fruit that was so bright and attractive that it made people want to eat. He asked, "What kind of fruit is this? I have never seen it before."
Zhu Ying smiled and said: "This is the Luojia fruit from overseas. It is the sweetest and has no core. If you like it, I will take you to Luojia Mountain in the future, where this fruit is abundant."
"There are great Buddhist saints practicing in Luojia Mountain, and there are many taboos. You must listen to my words and not act randomly."
Wang Chong replied: "Of course I will listen to Sister Zhu."
He actually didn't have much curiosity about Luojiaguo, but Zhu Ying's words about the Buddhist great sage piqued his interest, and he secretly said: "I wonder which Buddhist great sage it is? How about the Patriarch of the Lion King Bodhisattva?"
Wang Chong ate some fruits and snacks, chatted with Zhu Ying for a while, then closed his eyes and meditated, practicing Qi refining techniques.
After living in Nanchan Temple for more than a month, Wang Chong also roughly knew the level of his cultivation.
Among the disciples of Ancestor Tuotuo, only six or seven can visualize a talisman within a few months, and only five or six can cultivate a spiritual aperture in a year.
The disciples are even worse. Only three of them can visualize a talisman within a few months, and only one can open a spiritual orifice within a year.
And most people, when visualizing a talisman, it is difficult to visualize each one. For those who visualize a successful talisman within a few months, it often takes more than ten days to visualize the second talisman, and more than ten days to visualize the third talisman.
On the same day, when I think about four or five coins, I will be running for a year or two.
The art of refining qi is similar. The later you go, the more difficult it becomes.
As the daughter of the Dragon King, Zhu Ying has been practicing since she was a child. After becoming a disciple of Xiao Nan, she was able to visualize the perfect sword talisman and practice the authentic Xuanmen method to more than one week, because she had the foundation of Qi refining.
Zhu Ying can already be ranked among the fifteen or sixteen in Nanchan Temple, which is better than the disciples with the lowest cultivation level of Patriarch Tuotuo. Compared with the sixth generation disciples of the same generation, he is already among the best.
Wang Chong also arrived at Nanchan Temple and gradually realized that his cultivation level was considered "not ordinary".
Not only was he not proud of this, but he became more low-key, very vigilant, never showed his true abilities, and worked harder to practice.
Wang Chong knew that "the trees that are as beautiful as the trees will be destroyed by the wind." He was full of talent, but he didn't have the ability to surpass his peers. Moreover, he was under the sect of another patriarch. If he didn't practice diligently, he would only suffer big losses when someone made things difficult for him.
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Seeing that Wang Chong was practicing hard, Zhu Ying also meditated to practice Qi, and secretly thought: "If I hadn't met Brother Chong, I wouldn't have practiced so hard."
The two were silent all night. In the morning, Wang Chong realized that his magic power had recovered, activated the Xiangyun method again, and took Zhu Ying straight to the East China Sea.
On this day, the two of them rested three times and then chose a mountain with beautiful scenery to stay overnight.
Wang Chong and Zhu Ying had eaten and practiced for a while. They faintly heard the sound of shouting in the mountains and couldn't help but push away the clouds and look down.
From a distance, he saw a group of people in the mountains that looked like humans but not humans. They were wearing rags, jumping and walking, and howling loudly.
Wang Chong couldn't help being slightly surprised and shouted: "Sister Zhu, what is this? Why does it look like a flying yaksha?"
Zhu Ying also glanced down and said with a smile: "Where is Feitian Yaksha? Feitian Yaksha is at least a monster with three levels of magic power. It is a bit more powerful than me. This is an ordinary zombie, looking for blood food in the mountains."
Wang Chong hesitated: "Should we take action to get rid of these monsters?"
Zhu Ying shook his head and said: "Where can ordinary zombies wander around in the mountains? This must have an owner. We may not be afraid of these immature zombies, but we may not be able to defeat their owners."
"What's more, although these zombies are ferocious, they don't look full of resentment and don't look like they've eaten human blood."
Wang Chong thought of Sun Yougui and secretly thought: "Although the elder of the Heavenly Corpse Sect is a bit fierce, he is still reasonable in daily life and does not look like a bad person."
"Uncle Wang, Sixth Son, and Yue Ya'er didn't bully us mortals when they met me. Maybe we shouldn't judge people by their appearance. If we see this monster, we will treat it as an evil thing."
Even though he thought so, he was still worried. After staring for a while, he saw these zombies hunting a wild boar in the mountains, sucking blood and eating meat. Then they turned back and thought to themselves: "It seems that they are not man-eating monsters."
"However, judging from their movements, they seem to be from the Heavenly Corpse Sect. I wonder if they are familiar with Sun Yougui."
Wang Chong closed the clouds and stopped observing.
In the depths of a dense forest below, a young Taoist priest in black robes opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the sky, but saw nothing.
He secretly thought: "Why do I always have the feeling that someone is watching me?"
"I heard that there is a heavenly monument on Xiaohan Mountain. I am going to see the excitement this time when I am traveling in the mountains. I heard that my father has also gone there. If I meet him, I will just go wandering around the world with his old man."
Sun Si called the refined zombie back to his side, closed his eyes and meditated, practicing the Qi refining technique of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.
On the second day, it was bright and clear.
Wang Chong and Zhu Ying went straight to the East China Sea, but Sun Si went straight to Xiaohan Mountain, and both sides missed it.
Under the guidance of Zhu Ying, Wang Chong finally arrived at the East China Sea on the third day. The last time he was brought to the East China Sea by his master Xiao Nan, he left in a hurry before taking a few more glances. This time he came back and looked from the top of the clouds.
I just feel that the sky and the sea are the same color, the waves are magnificent, my heart is relaxed and happy, and there is a different kind of emotion.
The young man thought to himself: "No wonder my father said: The East China Sea is tens of thousands of miles eastward, and the sound of the tides will be endless throughout the ages."
"I wonder how the Dragon King and his family can control such a vast sea?"
Zhu Ying didn't know that Wang Chong was thinking about these things, and said happily: "Let's go back to the Dragon Palace quietly without letting anyone know."
Wang Chong asked stupidly: "Why can't people know?"
Zhu Ying knocked him and said, "I'm still running away from home. If someone knows I'm going back, where can I get out?"
What she was thinking in her heart was: "I brought a young man back, how can my father not be angry? We must not let anyone see Wang Chong."