"Since Miss Li is still waiting for someone, there's no need to trouble yourself. Let Fellow Wu lead the way. Anyway, we'll be in your sect soon. If you want to catch up, you can do so at any time," Shen Luo said with a smile.
"Then … alright," Li Shu hesitated for a moment and nodded.
After they said goodbye, Wu Ming led Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian into the thatched hut.
Inside the thatched hut, the furnishings were plain. There was only a square table and four benches with tea in the middle. Wu Ming did not have the intention to let them sit. He led them directly to the back door of the thatched hut.
After passing through the door, the sky seemed to brighten. Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian's eyes suddenly opened up. It was no longer the desolate island on the blue sea that they saw outside.
Outside the thatched hut, there was a white stone square with an area of nearly a thousand feet. There were pavilions and buildings on both sides. Many people wearing clothes with the logo of Mount Putuo came and went. It was quite lively.
The terrain behind the square gradually rose, forming a mountain peak that was nearly a thousand feet high. A spiral mountain path was built along the mountain, extending to the top of the mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, there was a rather flat cliff. A few disciples of Mount Putuo were hanging on it. Each of them was holding a hammer and chisel, pounding on the cliff as if they were carving a mural.
Shen Luo carefully identified it. From the outline of the carvings, it seemed to be a picture of Buddha preaching.
"Why do the disciples of Mount Putuo have such homework?" He could not help but ask.
Hearing this, Wu Ming followed his line of sight and glanced at the cliff. He sneered and said,
"You're talking about those? They're just handymen who come to Mount Putuo to work. How can they be disciples of Mount Putuo? Are they worthy? "
"Buddha says that all living things are equal. You're also a disciple of Sand Sect. How can you say that?" Bai Xiaotian frowned.
Although he did not shave his head to cultivate, he still believed in Buddhism. Therefore, when he heard Wu Ming's words, he was unhappy.
Hearing this, Wu Ming grinned and sneered, but did not say anything.
Seeing this, Bai Xiaotian was about to explode. Shen Luo shook his head at him, and only then did he stop.
The two of them followed Wu Ming around the mountain on Star Island and came to the other side of the island. They looked at the sea before them.
The sea was vast and misty, and one could vaguely see the vague outlines of islands and mountain ranges. They were quite far apart from each other.
"This is the Sea of Illusions. There is some fog on the surface of the sea. It is not poisonous or harmless, but it can make people lose their sense of direction. Therefore, we can't fly around recklessly here. We need the disciples of Putuo to take the Sea-treading Boat and cross the sea," Wu Ming said.
"Thank you," Shen Luo said.
Hearing this, Wu Ming raised his hand and waved, and a six foot long black boat appeared on the shore in front of him. The boat's hull was engraved with wave-like patterns, and it looked very small and exquisite.
"Come with me." Wu Ming said and leaped onto the small boat.
Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian followed closely behind and also stood on the Treading Sea Boat.
Wu Ming made a gesture with one hand and pointed at the Sea-treading Sea Boat. A stream of Dharma power was injected into it.
The wave-like patterns on the boat immediately lit up, and the seawater on both sides was automatically directed to the back. The boat's hull shook slightly and rushed out with Shen Luo and the other two toward the sea.
The boat's speed was neither fast nor slow. After a while, they were far away from Star Island and rushed into the sea fog.
The fog on the sea was hazy. Shen Luo tried a little and found that the fog could also block people's Divine Sense. Once they went deep into it, their vision and Divine Sense would be blocked, and it would not be easy to distinguish directions.
"Don't try in vain. Even the Divine Sense of a Genuine Immortal Realm cultivator may not be able to break through this fog. You don't have to hope at all." Wu Ming did not need to guess to know what Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian were trying.
"Is this also your sect's Mountain Protection Array?" Shen Luo heard this and withdrew his Divine Sense.
"Not really. This sea area was once a battlefield of the Great Immortal and Demon War in ancient times. There are many reefs and trenches at the bottom of the sea, and the sea surface is covered by fog. It often causes ships to sink and disappear here. After that, Bodhisattva made a great vow to move the Putuo Mother Mountain and eighteen sub-mountains with his great magical power. He moved the mountains into the sea and formed the current layout. The array formed by the eighteen sub-mountains is the Mountain Protection Array. "Wu Ming was not stingy when he heard this.
"It turns out to be the case. With the Putuo Mother Mountain, it just suppresses this treacherous sea area. If a ship passes by again, it will only be guided away by the array. There will be no more shipwrecks." Shen Luo nodded and said.
"Although this is not the Mountain Protection Array, it is a barrier of the sect after all. There are still some means in the sea. If there is a thief who wants to sneak in rashly, it will be the same …"
Before Wu Ming finished speaking, the Sea-treading Boat under him suddenly hit a protruding reef with a "dong" sound. His body couldn't help but rush forward and fall directly into the sea.
Although Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian also staggered, they quickly stabilized their bodies. After all, they didn't fall.
But when they looked at the sea surface again, Wu Ming was already gone.
"Oh, Shen Luo, do you have any grudges with this kid? We just arrived and you already gave him such a big show of strength?" Bai Xiaotian saw this and couldn't help but sneer and ask.
"There was a little conflict before, but I didn't expect him to be jealous for so long." Shen Luo also didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Now that he has left us here, what should we do?" Bai Xiaotian spread out his hands and asked.
"Can your fish-shaped message talisman still be used?" Shen Luo asked.
"This thing points to the Putuo Mother Mountain. It is useful outside, but we are already inside, so it is useless." Bai Xiaotian raised his wrist and laughed.
"Then there is no other way. We can only rely on ourselves. However, this fog is indeed strange. It seems that Wu Ming's previous words weren't completely false. We'd better not fly rashly, "Shen Luo looked all around. He couldn't see anyone else in the vast sea. So, he said.
"Yes." Bai Xiaotian nodded in agreement.
Shen Luo's eyes narrowed slightly. He glanced at the front and pointed at the Sea-treading Boat with both hands. A stream of magic power was transferred into it.
The talisman patterns on the Sea-treading Boat lit up slightly. The boat trembled slightly, but didn't move forward.
Shen Luo hesitated for a moment. Then, the magic power in his body suddenly surged and doubled the magic power was transferred into the small boat.
The Sea-treading Boat suddenly lit up. The boat rushed forward and directly crossed the reef in front. It plunged into the sea below.
Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian lost their balance and almost fell into the sea.
At the critical moment, Shen Luo cast a water spell and summoned a wave of water to support the boat. Then, it landed steadily.
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