Chapter 410 Escape From the Deserted Island

On a desert island.

For several days, Qing Shuishui and Hai Monk racked their brains to leave the desert island. They built a small boat out of the few trees on the island. The small boats are about ten feet in size, and are mostly made of unripe trees. They are not suitable for use on the open sea.

In order to make the boat stronger, the two took out some original high-level cultivation materials and mixed it into it. The ropes to bind the boat were Linghu tendons from Qingmiao Mountain, and the teeth of the deep-sea blue shark were used to bind and connect them. The oar is made of a colorful guppy fish bone.

"With this boat and my Dao Talisman skills, I should be able to take a risk. It's better than being trapped on this desert island and waiting helplessly." Looking at the completed boat made of various materials in front of me , Qingshui people decided to take the risk.

Monk Hai was originally opposed to it. He had lived in the East China Sea since he was a child and knew the dangers of the East China Sea.

Wandering in the East China Sea without a chart would undoubtedly lead to death. He tried to persuade Qingshui people several times, but what he got was that Qingshui people insisted on taking a boat to go to sea. In his heart, he was still somewhat wary of Qingshui Ren's current strength. However, he was stubborn and could only express his willingness to risk going to sea with Qingshui Ren against his will.

On the surface of the boat, many yellow paper Taoist symbols were pasted by people on Qingshui River, making the boat look like a strange big paper basket.

The man in Qingshui looked at the boundless sea in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his right hand, and rubbed his thumb back and forth on the other knuckles to calculate something, and then said: "It is an auspicious time to go to sea today. Although there are waves, if you persist, you will be able to see something." shore."

When Monk Hai heard this, he quickly flattered him and said, "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Master is also good at deducing the art of usurping fate. Fellow Taoist Master's skills are really a treasure that cannot be excavated, and I am extremely envious of him."

Qingshui Ren just glanced at Monk Hai, chuckled, and then asked: "The art of usurping fate and deducing is inherently contrary to God's will. Unless a powerful person who has mastered the laws of Heaven dare not peek into its shape, otherwise, it will definitely happen." Being punished by God's will. If I were really good at this technique, could you and I still be killed by these two evil stars, Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu, and end up on this deserted island? "

Monk Hai was speechless when asked, and said innocently in his heart: "It's you, the old thief, who insists on calculating and making up your own mind, but now you ask me, I am against going to sea."

Monk Hai was unwilling, but he didn't dare to object. He had a frown on his old face, but he didn't dare to say too much.

Monk Kanhai didn't answer, and the man in Qingshui smiled slightly and said: "You fake monk, why are you so sad? If you don't do some things, how will you know the results. Don't you also like to recite the four words "Amitabha"? Don't you think that Buddha Will I really bless you, a fake monk? I’m just asking for good luck.”

Monk Hai quickly greeted me with a smile and said, "Wish you good luck, Amitabha."

But I was extremely devout in my heart, praying silently for a safe journey. In Monk Hai's heart, Buddha still exists and is worthy of awe, even though he does not believe in Buddha.

Maybe, as people in Qingshui said, it's just a matter of luck.

Then, the two floated onto the boat.

The man from Qingshui stood on the bow of the boat, argued the direction, and said: "We came from the west, so we should go to the west."

After saying that, he flicked the fingers of his right hand slightly, and several yellow spiritual lights jumped out and landed on the hull of the ship.

The yellow paper Taoist charms attached to the ship's hull flashed with inspiration under the stimulation of the spells, and the runes flowed, and large red Taoist spells poured out, connecting into one, just like a small Taoist formation.

With a "pop" sound, a powerful force of Tao formation erupted from the stern of the boat. The boat suddenly sprang out under the huge thrust, and the bow of the boat was shaking.

"Fake monk, take the helm." Qingshui said decisively.

"My surname is Hai, not fake." Monk Hai muttered in his heart, and quickly stabilized the rudder made of "colorful guppy bone" at the stern of the boat with his hands.

A large splash of water arose at the stern of the boat, just like the surging mood of the two at this time.

The boat carried the two of them toward the west, and the desert island gradually turned into a small black dot behind them.

"Old Taoist, you still have the ability. At our current speed, you can return to Dolphin Island or Zhongyuan Continent in a few months." Monk Hai said happily.

"Although I have saved some of this formation spell, it will become less and less as it is consumed. I don't know if I can persist until I see the shore of Zhongyuan Continent." Qingshui Man said matter-of-factly.

When Monk Hai heard this, he complained in his heart: "You are such a seasoned thief, you are so reckless when you are not sure." But his face showed great obedience, and he said with a smile: "With the great wisdom, great luck and great means of fellow Taoist, we will definitely succeed." Return to Zhongyuan Continent safely."

…

Half a month later, I don’t know how far the boat carrying the two people had sailed. The surrounding area was still the endless East China Sea, a vast expanse with no trace of the shore.

Three days ago, the people in Qingshui had replaced all the charms on the boat, and the power of the old charms had been exhausted.

At this time, the person steering the ship at the stern has been replaced by the "Blood Monk". As a puppet soldier, the Blood Monk is tireless. Under the control of Qingshui Man, the Blood Monk can handle the helm in a decent manner. Monk Hai had to take a break.

"Thanks to the blessing of fellow Taoist, our journey has been calm and smooth sailing. Even if there are any risks, they will be averted with the great wisdom of fellow Taoist." Monk Hai said flatteringly.

The words just fell.

Click!

A thunder suddenly sounded above the sea and sky. The thunder was so powerful that the sky and sea were shocked.

I saw a huge purple lightning in the distance piercing the sky, connecting directly between the sea and the sky, as if it was going to split the void.

Then, dark clouds covered the sea, the sun lost its color, and the whole world became gray.

On the sea surface in front of the two, it seemed as if a dragon was stirring, and the wind and rain suddenly rose, and huge waves of hundreds of feet were raised. In the storm, wisps of raging arcs popped out one after another, whipping the void, rumbling, like the roar of a dragon, and it was extremely shocking.

"Not good, it's the East China Sea storm." Hai Heshang looked at the sudden scene and exclaimed loudly, and couldn't help but slap himself loudly.

He blamed himself in his heart: "Crow's mouth."

"Turn around." Qingshui Shangren glanced at the storm on the opposite side, with awe in his eyes, and said quickly.

The energy in it was really too huge. If this storm was placed in Zhongyuan Continent and swept all the way, it would probably destroy dozens of cities and counties in succession. Qingshui Shangren was also a well-informed person, but this was the first time he had seen a storm of this scale.

When Hai Heshang heard it, he quickly jumped to the stern and took the helm himself. The boat turned around smartly and hurriedly fled away from the storm.

The huge storm behind the two was like an exaggerated and ferocious beast, which seemed to have smelled the scent of the two people on the boat and crushed and chased them all the way.

The angry waves rolled up and down, and the boat was like a fallen leaf in the wind, up and down, unable to control itself.

The Qingshui monk on the bow hurriedly pinched his hands and cast a series of water control spells, pulling the boat back from every capsize.

The "blood monk" on the side kept rubbing the "gilded incense burner" on his head with his hands, and a large group of blood mist rose from the incense burner with a hiss, like a huge blood-colored umbrella, blocking the falling water and keeping the boat dry all the time.

The horror of this storm is not only powerful, but also huge. It enveloped it, like the sky tilted upside down, making it impossible to find a direction to escape.

In the end, with the efforts of Qingshui monk and Hai monk, the boat struggled on the edge of the storm for three days before it was far away from the storm.

Three days made Qingshui monk and Hai monk, who had reached the Yuanhun realm, exhausted.

Monk Hai at the stern looked at Master Qingshui standing at the bow, and couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.

"If it weren't for this old Taoist's superb water control skills, we would have been buried in the storm."

Looking at the storm monster going away, Master Qingshui closed his eyes slightly, stretched out his right hand, and continued to pinch the other four knuckles with his thumb to calculate.

After a while, Master Qingshui said calmly: "Surviving the disaster, good times will come after bad times."

Monk Hai muttered in his heart, still asking for good luck?

But this time he really believed it. Monk Hai put his hands together, looking extremely pious, as if there was an immortal golden Buddha sitting in front of him. He kept chanting: "Amitabha... Amitabha... Amitabha..."

Afterwards, Master Qingshui carefully checked the damage caused by resisting the storm.

"We lost a lot of talismans in the fight against the storm. It seems that I underestimated the risks brought by the storm in the East China Sea. I am afraid that it will be calm all the way, and it will be difficult for us to see the coast of Zhongyuan Continent." Master Qingshui said truthfully.

"Alas, even if we turn back now, we can't find the deserted island we came from." There was some complaint in the tone of Hai Heshang, as if the boring deserted island was as precious as his old home.

"Now that things have come to this, we can only move forward. You and I did not die in the time and space tunnel where the teleportation array exploded, and you and I are still safe in the storm just now. I, Master Qingshui, want to see what unexpected surprises will be down there, hehehe." Master Qingshui said confidently, and let out a piercing strange laugh.

The strange laugh revealed the fighting spirit of not admitting defeat, which spread far away. It was due to his unruly character.

This Qingshui Shangren was just a casual cultivator. He liked to study Taoism since he was a child and had a lot of talent. Because of his erratic personality and ruthless actions, he was not allowed to practice Taoism in the "Qinglian Daochang" of the righteous sect.

But he has been sitting firmly on the list of evil cultivators for decades with his unyielding spirit and terrifying means. Although he is not as strong as those in the top ten of the evil cultivator list, he is also well-known. He fights with disciples of famous and righteous sects every day, and has experienced countless life and death disasters, and has repeatedly turned danger into safety. Not only has he cultivated the secret skills of the "Corpse Driving Sect", but his cultivation has also reached the second level of the Yuanhun Realm. At present, his goal is the "Demon Blood Pill" promised by the Shadow Master. Only when he becomes strong can he become a qualified evil cultivator.

Monk Hai was infected by the momentum of Master Qingshui, and couldn't help but raise his arms and shout: "Go forward."

...

Four days later, Master Qingshui and Monk Hai drove the boat all the way.

Suddenly, a huge fleet appeared in front of them, or more precisely, a fleet of warships.

There were thirty large and small ships. The leading ship was a three-story warship, with neat sea cannons on both sides of the hull. On the deck of the bow was a sea-blue battle flag, with a pattern of a scaly dragon baring its teeth and wagging its tail painted on the flag, full of murderous intent.

"It's the warship fleet of the scaly dragon royal family!" Hai Heshang recognized the clues at a glance and said loudly.

"Come on, we'll go up and rob one of its warships, and it will also be convenient for us to go back to Zhongyuan Continent." Qingshui Shangren stroked his goatee with his hand, and his eyes showed a fierce look.