Cheng Lin was a little stunned and turned to look behind him. He was standing very high and could already see the sea from here.
In the direction he came from, the sea area should have been covered with clouds and mist.
But at some point, the clouds and mist actually lightened up a lot.
"The clouds are disappearing!"
Cheng Lin judged it immediately.
At the center of the entire island, the thick column of clouds and mist rising from the ground still exists, but it is not spitting clouds and mist high into the sky, but absorbing the clouds and mist all over the sky.
Just like human breathing, it was "exhaling" before, but now it is "inhaling".
The clouds and fog flowed backwards, causing the thick fog surrounding the island to quickly fade away, and some black shadows could be faintly seen on the sea surface behind the clouds and fog.
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Outside the Traceless Fairy Island.
A fleet of ships is approaching quietly.
At the front is a large keel ship with three-story pavilions and huge sails.
A huge strange symbol on the sail is very eye-catching and can be seen clearly from a very far distance.
That is the word of this era, translated into Chinese, it is "Qin".
On the deck of the big keel ship, three people were standing quietly.
The man in the middle is dressed in gorgeous clothes, splendid and magnificent. If anyone in the Qin Dynasty sees it, they will definitely recognize that he is a very high official.
"Sir! The clouds have opened!"
A young official on the left pointed forward and exclaimed.
"I saw it! It's been three years! We've been looking for it for three years and finally found it!"
The middle-aged man standing in the middle slapped the side of the ship excitedly. The majesty of the past was almost invisible now, and his body was filled with great joy.
Three years!
He has been leading the Qin fleet to find a way to live forever for His Majesty the Emperor for three years.
Following the records in the ancient books, we drifted in the East China Sea in search of the legendary mysterious island.
For three years, nothing has been achieved.
He was almost in despair and was about to give up, but his last pursuit paid off.
"Sir! Star Compass!"
The young official said while holding a box.
There is a bronze compass placed in the box, with mysterious symbols engraved on it. At this moment, the compass emits a hazy light, faint fluctuations of spiritual energy emerge, and the pointer on it is pointing straight towards the gradually dispersing clouds and mist, like a handle.
Small sword.
"Confirmed! According to the records in ancient books, the mountain guarding formation of Wutang Fairy Island can hide the entire island. Only at this time of year, the clouds and mist will close, revealing the true appearance of Fairy Island... Sir, are you right now?
Set sail and land on the island?”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man suppressed his excitement and looked at the tall man in white robe beside him.
The man's long hair was tied back casually, his arms were wrapped around him, and he was holding a sword. He was standing on the deck, staring at the gradually dispersing mist, his eyes burning.
"Master Swordsman, is there any danger ahead?" the middle-aged man asked.
When the "Great Swordsman" in white heard this, he pondered for a few seconds, then shook his head and nodded again.
"I can't see clearly." The great swordsman said coldly.
The middle-aged man was awe-inspiring when he heard this. The great swordsman beside him was the top master who assisted the Emperor of Qin. He had reached the realm of martial arts and became the best master in the world.
He even said he couldn't see clearly, which meant that this fairy island was really extraordinary.
"Although I can't see the danger, I can feel that there is a powerful spiritual energy hanging over the island. It is many times more dense than the spiritual energy in the world today. It seems that the white mist not only hides the island, but also locks the island.
The spiritual energy on the island." The great swordsman said with bright eyes.
The middle-aged man nodded. As an alchemist, although he specializes in alchemy, he is not mediocre. Naturally, he can sense the rich spiritual energy on the island, which is one of the reasons for his excitement.
"That's good news for us."
"Do you really think there is a way to immortality here?" The great swordsman finally withdrew his gaze and looked at him.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man said seriously: "It is very possible that in the Dharma-Ending Age for hundreds of years, the practice world has withered, and countless sects have been destroyed, leaving only some casual cultivators and inheritance, and even the history has been blurred.
But after all, a lot of information has been preserved in ancient books.”
"Let's just say that this Traceless Immortal Island was just an ordinary sect when it was founded by He Zhenren hundreds of years ago. It was suspended overseas and had no influence. But who would have thought that He Zhenren was so talented and beautiful that he could be so beautiful in the daytime?
Ascend, shatter the void, and ascend to the fairy world. Only in this way can this traceless fairy island become a top sect."
"However, its heyday only lasted for a hundred years. Ancient books record that a hundred years after Master He ascended, an immortal stone fell from the sky and fell on the Wutrace Island. It is said that Master He from the immortal world broke the barrier between the two realms and granted his sect a fairyland.
It is said that the talisman contains immortal magic, which caused a sensation in the mainland."
"Countless sects have united, and tens of thousands of monks have gathered together. Even the monks from foreign lands have rushed over, and together they have invaded the Wutong Immortal Island, trying to snatch the immortal magic left by Immortal He. According to legend, that battle was so bloody that the sun and the moon were lost.
, the sky and the earth change color.”
"People thought that by gathering the power of the monks from all over the world, they could easily eliminate the Wu Zong Xian Sect and seize the Immortal Urn. But who could have thought that the Wu Zong Xian Sect had a profound and terrifying hidden background. With the power of one sect, facing the siege from all over the world, they could actually
Tens of thousands of monks were killed and countless magic weapons were broken."
"But the price is that the entire Wutong Immortal Sect was also wiped out. The entire sect and the monks in the world perished together. The monks who were lucky enough to escape from the island saw with their own eyes that after the battle, the Immortal Island was hidden again. After this shocking battle, the entire continent
Ninety-nine percent of the masters in the cultivation world died, and after that, the Age of Ending Dharma came, and the monks were too busy to take care of themselves, and they were unable to find the fairy island again."
"At this point, hundreds of years have passed, and the original war has become a legend."
The middle-aged man sighed and talked about this period of history with emotion and leisurely fascination.
The great swordsman next to him was also moved by this.
I deeply regret that I was born hundreds of years too late and did not have the chance to witness that terrifying battle.
"The talisman left by Immortal He could inspire countless sects to jointly rob it. This is enough to prove the authenticity of this matter. Otherwise, it would not have attracted so many sects." The middle-aged man looked determined.
This is also the reason why he tirelessly searches for the fairy island.
According to ancient records, after those monks died together, the immortal stone with the talisman recorded on it should still remain on the island.
If we could find the method of immortality and offer it to Emperor Qin, it would be a supreme achievement.
Leisurely and fascinated.
The young official next to him suddenly shouted: "Sir! The fog has completely dispersed!"
The middle-aged man heard this and said decisively: "The following fleet will stay here, let's set sail and land on the island!"
"yes!"
With an order, the crew raised the sails, and the huge keel boat broke away from the fleet, approached the island, and soon entered the beach area.
The people on the boat also looked at this island in the age of cultivation with curiosity.
Suddenly, the young official saw something, his expression changed, and he shouted: "Look! What is standing on the beach?"
"seaside?"
The middle-aged man was looking excitedly at the depths of the island. Hearing this exclamation, he couldn't help but wonder.
"The seaside! There seems to be a...person standing there?!"
The young official finished speaking.
The ship suddenly became silent.
Everyone just felt like their brains were pounding.
The middle-aged man's hands trembled, with a look of disbelief on his face. He looked over quickly, and then his body trembled!
people!
He is indeed a human being!
Right on the beach where their big ship is about to land.
In the thin clouds and mist.
A man in strange clothes was standing there, looking at them.
The mysterious man seemed to be looking at their group of uninvited guests meaningfully.
The middle-aged man was heartbroken.
Countless questions arise.
who is he?
How come there are people on this fairy island?
The fairy island has disappeared for hundreds of years and has never been found. How could anyone find it?
Moreover, the fog had obviously just opened, but the man was waiting on the shore, as if he was already there before the clouds opened!
Could it be that...
"Could it be that he is not a modern person, but an ancient person from hundreds of years ago? The person who survived the shocking battle?"
"Looking at his appearance, he doesn't look like someone from a foreign land, but his clothes are so weird and completely different from today's times. Could it be that he really is an ancient person?"
"But, after hundreds of years, even a top monk wouldn't have that much longevity, right? Besides... he's still so young! He clearly looks like a half-grown boy!"
Countless speculations flicker in the middle-aged people's minds.
Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed across.
"Could it be that...he has obtained the Immortal Magic? Yes! He is most likely the monk who survived that battle. He obtained the Immortal Magic and became immortal, so he can be so young!"
At this moment, his mood was agitated.
A face was stained red with blood, which was caused by excitement.
Immortality!
There is indeed a magic of immortality here!
There is no place to be found even after wearing iron shoes!
He looked at the young official and the great swordsman beside him, and saw that both of them had the same twinkling eyes.
The three of them looked at each other and understood each other. Everyone had the same guess.
"Really the ancients?" the great swordsman asked.
"Sure enough, there is a way to live forever?!" the young official said excitedly.
"Stop the ship! Be alert! Prepare to fight!" the middle-aged man ordered.
For a moment, the entire keel ship slowly stopped in the sea in front of the beach.
Immediately, there was the sound of a crossbow being cocked, and then densely packed arrows poked out from the attack port on the side of the ship, locking onto the mysterious young man on the shore.
It seems that as long as you give an order, thousands of arrows will be fired.
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shore.
A thin mist filled the air.
A large keel ship with a height of more than ten meters looks like a giant beast lying in the water.
The boat was filled with people who looked nervous, as if they were facing an enemy.
On the beach.
Cheng Lin put his hands in his pockets and stood there leisurely.
He raised his head slightly and looked at these uninvited guests with curiosity.
He also had headphones on his ears.
I was bored before, so I listened to music on my mobile phone.
Saw this group of people coming.
He reached out and took off his headphones.
This move made everyone on the ship breathe hard, and one crew member almost lost control and shot an arrow.
"Well, are these people from this era? They don't look any different."
Cheng Lin thought to himself.
At this time.
Cheng Lin only heard the middle-aged man in the middle of the big ship, who was obviously the leader, suddenly shout something.
The language was very strange and I couldn't understand it at first.
But after a moment, Cheng Lin suddenly understood.
It seems that the program helped him translate in order to facilitate his communication.
Just listen to the middle-aged man shouting: "Who is under the boat?"
Cheng Lin was a little confused when he heard this question. He didn't know how to answer. He thought about it and smiled and said, "I don't belong to this era."
Everyone on the boat was shocked when they heard this!
The middle-aged man, the young official, and the great swordsman shouted in their hearts at the same time:
"A person who does not belong to this era? He is indeed an ancient person!"