No matter how high a cultivator's cultivation was, they could not overcome the most extreme forces of nature.
It was the same principle as an arm being no match for a thigh.
Wugou tried riding a magical artifact through the air, but before he had traveled even half a kilometer, the absurdly powerful winds sent him lurching in every direction. One moment of inattention, and a towering wave slapped him back into the sea.
"Hahahahaha-"
Seeing him suffer, Ning the fox sat on a reef and laughed, slapping his thigh.
But he had barely managed a few laughs before another wave, thirty meters high, crashed straight down on him.
That successfully shut him up.
Fifteen minutes later, the two monks resigned themselves to squeezing onto the reef and reinforcing their spiritual energy barrier with a full twenty layers.
They planned to wait until the wind and waves eased before trying to leave again.
At Ning Ke's level of cultivation, he actually had no need to eat.
But with nothing to do and the sea so close, he caught a few fish and roasted them with foxfire, carefully controlling the heat.
"Patron Ning, you're a disciple of the Buddhist Order now. You must eat vegetarian food."
"Wine and meat pass through the gut, but Buddha stays in the heart." Smelling the roasted fish, Ning Ke swallowed and said, "Besides, I'm not a real monk. Why are you being so strict? Still, if it really bothers you, I can just change my appearance."
As he spoke, the Flame Mark on his forehead slowly vanished, hair grew from his bald head, and his features changed as well.
He had lifted the seal and returned to his original appearance.
After all, in this godforsaken place, there was only him and Wugou. Lou Yunxiao would