Thousands of acres of waves.
A small boat.
No matter how the wind blows or the waves hit, the awning boat remains on the ground.
Zhou Yi was sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat, with her long hair spread freely and her navy blue robe making a rustling sound.
Looking into the distance with both eyes, I saw only the sea and the sky blending into one color, and it was hazy and unclear to distinguish the boundaries between the water and the sky.
Until the sun rises.
Infinite rays of light burst out, splitting the blue sky and blue sea into two parts, dyeing the water into sparkling and golden colors.
"Another day."
Zhou Yi's voice is a bit lazy. No matter who has traveled for hundreds of years, the scenery they see will be the same, as if they are standing still, they will become lazy and undisciplined.
He took out a palm-thick diary from his sleeve, with Volume Five written on the cover.
"In the 572nd year, on the third day of September, it was sunny. The sunrise over the sea was brilliant and gorgeous, but it was no different from the past five hundred years..."
Zhou Yi Write wherever you think of it. After writing three or four hundred words, looking back, it's all nonsense.
Immediately I wrote at the end: Nothing to do today, just playing cards and fishing!
He took out the fishing rod from his sleeve, skillfully threw it into the sea, and waited for the fish to take the bait.
At this time.
Two rays of light flew from a distance, landed on the boat and turned into boys and girls, none other than Qingfeng and Mingyue.
Qingfeng was carrying two hares, and Mingyue was carrying a wild boar, and said happily, "Venerable Immortal, I caught a lot of game on the island I passed last night!"
Spirit Ginseng Child, who was punting the boat, jumped up with joy.
"Finally no more fish!"
"Not bad."
Zhou Yi praises it, anyone who eats seafood that has been around for hundreds of years will find it boring.
After a while.
The aroma of barbecue filled the air, and one person and three demons gathered around the barbecue grill to feast. During the extremely monotonous voyage, eating became a very enjoyable thing.
Finished eating.
A square table is placed in the center of the ship, with Zhou Yi as the host, Qingfeng Mingyue as the left and right, and Spirit Ginseng Child as the opposite door.
Hu La La shuffled the cards and started the routine entertainment.
There are Formation Restriction arranged around the card table. It is difficult to cast Mana. You cannot predict the secrets. Winning or losing depends entirely on your ability.
Zhou Yi was unlucky today. He lost a lot of Spirit Stones in several consecutive laps. He was about to punt today.
"Look at how stupid I am."
Zhou Yi picked up a red card, lightly brushed the card with his palm, and then pushed the card down.
"Thirteen!"
The three demons and six eyes stared intently, not finding any trace of cheating.
"Huh?"
"This?"
"Impossible..."
"Haha!"
Zhou Yi laughed proudly and said shamelessly, "I'm lucky, keep going."
At noon.
The game was decided, and Spirit Ginseng Child lost more, so he continued to be responsible for punting the boat.
Zhou Yi took out the scriptures from Daoist Canon and recited them. The sound spread over ten miles, attracting many fish and turtles to listen to the scriptures. Unfortunately, the boat was moving too fast, so only a few words could be heard.
I don't know how long these boring and boring days will last day after day.
Demon Saint's escape speed is at least ten times that of Nascent Soul Early Stage, and if there is some kind of flying Divine Ability, it can even exceed hundreds of times.
Only when such a strong person is at the end of his rope would he dare to cross the ocean in search of a foreign continent. According to Zhou Yi's estimation, the Demon Saint probably spent 500 to 1,000 years in the sea.
"The ancestral line of Jiuzhou was severed. Spirit Transformation monks relied on the sect's ten thousand years of heritage to survive for more than two hundred years by being huddled and motionless."
"The Demon Saint is in the deep sea, where his cultivation dissipates more quickly. Even if his foundation is deeper than Spirit Transformation, it is already the limit for him to be able to maintain his level for hundreds of years without falling!"
"Besides, if you use your escape technique with all your strength to rush forward, Mana is running all the time, so your cultivation level will inevitably drop faster."
"The poor Daoist possesses Jianmu Tree. There is no need to converge Mana. His speed is not as fast as that of the Demon Saint, but his efficiency is much better. Calculated at one-tenth of the speed..."
"It will take about five thousand to ten thousand years!"
Zhou Yi couldn't help but marvel that traveling across the ocean and across the continent was beyond the reach of monks under the Void Return Realm.
Spirit Transformation monk's life span of two to three thousand years is not enough to make the journey!
"Nine continents, outside the territory... are there other continents in the vast and endless sea? Is there any limit to the sea and the sky? What world is beyond the nine Heavenly Gang winds?"
"Are these stars in the sky a mythical celestial palace, or are they just stones?"
"When Pindao Path of Immortality is completed, you must go explore it!"
Time is like running water.
A thousand years passed by.
Zhou Yi's diary has reached the sixteenth volume, and what he sees and hears is still the vast ocean.
Over the past fifteen hundred years, my state of mind has changed many times and I have traveled hundreds of millions of miles, which is different from practicing in seclusion.
In the first five hundred years, I felt that the universe was infinite, and I had a desire to explore. In the middle five hundred years, I felt that the universe was just a drop in the ocean, and suddenly I felt a sense of laziness.
Inner demons are everywhere and Mana is in chaos.
On this occasion, I re-read many classics of the sages, and compared with my state of mind at this time, I gained many insights.
Five hundred years later, my heart is like an ancient well, calm and unfathomable.
This day.
Zhou Yi was reciting "Supreme Mystery Sect Insightful Quotations of True Lord" and comprehending the secret of condensing the baby when he suddenly heard Mingyue shouting.
"Venerable Immortal, Oshima!"
Spirit Ginseng Child was faster, threw away the oars, turned into a escaping light and flew towards the island.
Zhou Yi raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and there was indeed a huge island in the northwest. It was visually larger than Kindling Island, and was roughly estimated to be three to four thousand miles long.
"We're tired of the journey. Let's go to the island to rest for a few days."
Before the awning boat got close to the island, Spirit Ginseng Child flew back in a hurry, shouting loudly.
"Venerable Immortal, there is someone on the island."
"Is there anyone?"
Zhou Yi looked surprised, his eyes flashed, and he saw a port built on the shore.
Many people gathered at the port, boarding ships, unloading cargo, or selling fish. It seemed quite lively and lively.
"It's more important to see where these people come from."
Zhou Yi pinched the invisibility spell, Mana started to operate, and the awning boat took off into the sky and turned into a stream of light, flying towards the island.
The flying boat flew around the island and landed in the largest city in the central plain. The population was estimated to be over one million. The architectural style was very different from that of Jiuzhou, and the technological level was still at the ancient level.
Half a day later.
Zhou Yi checked the situation in the bookstore. According to the common names of several countries on the island, the entire island is called Shenzhou.
The origin of the name is unclear. According to historical records, this name has been used for thousands of years, and they believe that "Shenzhou" is a continent.
"Humans don't appear out of thin air!"
Zhou Yi has been sailing in the deep sea for 1,500 years and has encountered countless islands, large and small. Only this continent is inhabited by humans.
It just so happens that traveling is too boring, so I simply change my identity as a local and explore the origins of the human race in Shenzhou, maybe I can get news about the continent outside the territory.
For example, in the four seas outside of Jiuzhou, all the islands inhabited by human beings originated from the ancestors' monks who took their people to the sea.
Zhou Yi Walking on the familiar yet unfamiliar bluestone streets, there are teahouses, wine shops, pawn shops, red bricks and green tiles, and pavilions and eaves. It brings back memories of a long, long time ago.
Perhaps due to the entanglement of cause and effect, or perhaps due to talent, I arrived at the door of Yi Hong Courtyard in a daze.
"Even if the era changes and the world changes, the name Pleasure Quarter will always be similar..."
Zhou Yi's body swayed and transformed into a handsome young man. He opened the folding fan with a snap and read Pleasure Quarter listening to music.
"This situation and this situation deserve to be celebrated!"
Twenty years later.
Under the reluctant gazes of the girls, Zhou Yi did not dare to look back and ran away with his face covered.
"What Golden Core True Lord, what immortality, fell into the world of soft red, why don't you just hold on to the wall and walk away..."
East of the city.
A courtyard.
Qingfeng and Mingyue handed over the collected ancient books to Zhou Yi for review.
"The Chronicle of the Divine Continent is the oldest, originating from the Great Yong Dynasty royal tomb that once unified the Divine Continent five thousand years ago..."
"These ten volumes of "Biographies of Sages" come from the Lu family, which is known as Lineage with the longest inheritance in the Divine Continent..."
There are no spiritual veins in Shenzhou, so there will naturally be no monks. No tomb mechanism can prevent escape techniques. In the past twenty years, Qingfeng Mingyue has stolen Imperial Mausoleum from all dynasties.
Zhou Yi opened "The Chronicles of Shenzhou", Divine Sense scanned it and read the entire content quickly.
"In ancient times, the divine continent Savage Wilderness... a giant boat flew from the sky, and seventy-two gods came to the world... to teach the human race to build houses, weave, make fire, and plant..."
"The content recorded in this book is the foundation of the religions and myths of the countries in China today. Most people think it is a fictional story."
Zhou Yi has determined that the Shenzhou human race must have migrated from a continent outside the territory. Maybe there were only seventy-two people at the beginning, maybe there were seventy-two monks.
Continue to look at other books, all the content about antiquity, excerpts gathered together.
"The word Shenzhou comes from what the ancient gods said, meaning the east of the world?"
"The Lu family are descendants of gods, and the genealogy records that their ancestor is God Mount Fuling!"
"It's a pity that thousands of years have passed. Lineage, who was originally known as the Seventy-Two Gods, now only has one family left. The Lu family has moved their ancestral graves twice. Now the head of the family is just a branch of the ancestors, and the inherited classics are also scattered..."
Zhou Yi has compiled ancient books and has obtained the surnames of all the gods Lineage.
"The next step is to explore these Lineage. All nine clans are dead, but the ancestral graves should still be there!"
Since then.
Zhou Yi Start from the edge of Shenzhou East Sea and dig all the way to the west coast, not sparing any graves, large or small.
This method of casting a wide net was rough but practical, and he quickly found ancient tombs that had disappeared for thousands of years, and found other books passed down by descendants of gods and men.
During this period, I also met the tombkeeper Lineage. The entire village is a martial arts master who guards the tomb of the descendant named "Qushui Hebo".
Inherited for thousands of years, unwavering determination!
If ordinary people follow the map and explore here, they will definitely have a thrilling journey.
Zhou Yi blew lightly, and all the tombkeepers fell asleep. Then they dug out all the graves with shovels, leaving half a volume of "The Secret of Touching Gold" before leaving.
Twenty years.
It went by in a flash.
The legend of the gold captain began to spread in Shenzhou. No matter how old and dangerous the tomb was, they could easily steal it. After being compiled and promoted by storytellers, it was subdivided into several factions.
Yihong Building.
Orioles and swallows, verdant and red.
A dozen girls surrounded Zhou Yi in the center, listening to his story about touching the golden captain.
I was clearly trembling with fear, but I couldn't help but continue listening. Zhou Yi deliberately stopped at the key point, which made me want to stay hooked.
"Keep going, keep going!"
"It's down there! It's down there!"
The girls were hurrying when suddenly there was a noise outside, and then hundreds of officers and soldiers rushed into Yi Hong Courtyard. They were armed with swords and murderous intent and ordered everyone not to move.
The leading general glanced at all the guests, finally landing on Zhou Yi, and asked.
"The bold thief who dares to steal Imperial Mausoleum shall be punished!"
Zhou Yi ignored the general, smiled and said to the girls on the left and right, "I'll do a trick for you."
As he spoke, a rope appeared in his hand, and he threw it straight up into the sky, directly piercing the roof and extending to an unknown height.
Everyone was stunned, watching Zhou Yi climb up the rope to the sky and disappear.
Since then.
The story about the captain who touched the gold in Shenzhou has added a lot of legend. As for the protagonist of the legend, he has already set off again, sailing northwest from Shenzhou Island.
"According to the records of the descendants of the gods, their ancestors came from the northwest, which should be from the direction of the mainland outside the territory."
"God, is it Path of Immortality, witchcraft, or other methods of cultivation?"
"According to their titles, such as Mountain God, Hebo, Suijun, etc., or a certain land, City God, Yinzai, is it the Divine Path system?"
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, Daoist Canon had never recorded Divine Path in ten thousand volumes.
When Path of Immortality was prosperous in ancient Jiuzhou, there were many Void Return Realm Human Immortals, and there were even legends of Ascension to Immortalitys. If there were Divine Paths in other continents, there would be no relevant records.
"In any case, there is news about the extraterrestrial continent after all."
Time flies.
More than four hundred years have passed since I left Shenzhou.
Kunlun Grotto-Heaven.
Zhou Yi stood in front of the date trees and grape trees, silent.
The two trees have completely withered, their leaves have fallen off, and their purple and green branches are exposed, like strange sculptures.
Qingfeng Mingyue uses a tree to become a spirit, and his lifespan is long but ultimately limited. Kunlun Grotto-Heaven cannot trigger a catastrophe, so it is difficult to be promoted to the Golden Elixir Demon King.
It has been two thousand five hundred years since the birth of consciousness.
Zhou Yi took out Spiritual Wine and drank half of the jar, sprinkled the rest under the tree as a memorial, and buried the purple and green swords in the soil.
After two thousand years of getting along, it would be purely hypocritical to say that the relationship is not deep. However, I have been mentally prepared for things that have been anticipated for a long time, and I am in ecstasy but not sad and painful.
Spirit Ginseng Child asked, "Will Qingfeng Mingyue really be resurrected?"
"Of course I will."
Zhou Yi said with relief, "When their tree roots sprout, new spiritual wisdom will be cultivated. Using the purple and green swords as a guide, Pindao can use Nirvana Divine Ability to restore his past life memories!"
Qingfeng Mingyue Dharma Treasure has been sacrificed and refined for more than two thousand years. It has been intertwined with the purple and green swords, and its essence, energy and spirit have become one, which is perfect for performing the Nirvana technique.
Spirit Ginseng Child asked, "Is it still Qingfeng Mingyue who is resurrected?"
Zhou Yi sighed, nodded and shook his head.
"Maybe, I don't even know!"
Spirit Ginseng Child was silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "Venerable Immortal, if I die one day, I won't use the Nirvana Technique."
Zhou Yi said in surprise, "Why?"
Spirit Ginseng Child raised his head, puffed out his small mouth and said, "I don't want a new me to replace Venerable Immortal's memory of me, then I will really die..."
"Remember."
Zhou Yi stroked the green leaves on its head and said with a smile.
"Don't worry. There were once a hundred thousand spiritual ginsengs in the world. You will definitely be able to surpass them. You can set a small goal first and live for a million years!"
"Okay! Live it for a million years!"
Spirit Ginseng Child waved his little fists and shook the green leaves to cheer himself up.
No outside continent was seen, and the crew was the first to be reduced by half.
Zhou Yi was silent for a long time, and even began to doubt whether he should leave Jiuzhou back then.
"Two thousand years have passed, the recovery of Jiuzhou's spiritual energy must be the next stage, and it may be possible to prove Nascent Soul. Even if East Sea's spiritual energy is thin, it can still condense the golden elixir, and Qingfeng Mingyue does not have to reincarnate..."
"After all, it is the poor Daoist who is afraid and dare not compete with Devil Lord and Corpse Immortal!"
Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly. Sitting on the resources of Jiuzhou and the golden corpse inherited by Corpse Immortal, he must practice very quickly.
When the golden corpse returns to the Transformation God Realm world of its previous life, it can easily annihilate overseas human races. At that time, it will be difficult for Zhou Yi to escape. Adhering to the concept of not competing with short-lived species, escaping far away from the world is the right choice.
"Jin Zhi, you are Pindao's second enemy!"
The weather is calm and sunny.
No waves.
Rolling mountains appear ahead.
Zhou Yi doesn't take this seriously. He has seen too many in the past three thousand years and has long lost interest.
suddenly.
A burst of singing came from a distance, and an old man wearing a raincoat was seen from a distance, holding a fishing boat and shuttling in the sea.
Zhou Yi Divine Sense swept over and stood up. There were obvious Mana fluctuations on the old man's body. He was probably in the late stage of Qi refining.
At this time, when I sensed the outside, there was already spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Previously, because the spiritual energy gushing from Kunlun Grotto-Heaven enveloped the awning boat, it was much denser than the outside world, so I could not sense it in time.
Zhou Yi Mana was running, and the awning boat quickly approached, he said with his hands raised.
"I dare to ask my friend, where is the boundary ahead?"
The words are spoken in Shenzhou language, which is very different from Jiuzhou characters and pronunciation.
The old man sensed Zhou Yi's majestic Mana aura and did not dare to wait any longer. He saluted with his head.
"Senior, that's Eastern Divine Continent Mount Qiwu."
"What continent?"
"Eastern Divine Continent!"
The last chapter of this volume was written very slowly, so I'm extremely sorry.