Wen Qu then sat on the Fairy boat and began to cultivate.
Wen Qu's previous cultivation was hard, but not this hard. From time to time, he would recite poems and paint to pass the time. After all, all Confucian Immortals in the Heavenly Court were like this. However, after seeing Xiao Hua's cultivation method and results, Wen Qu was stimulated. As long as he had time, he would cultivate seriously.
The Bodhisattva Sea was vast and there were no shortcuts. He could only let the Fairy boat drift on the water. Wen Qu had all the time. Other than cultivating, he really did not know what to do.
The seawater of the Bodhisattva Sea was blue, and so was the sky. At a glance, other than the dusky yellow of the sun, there were no other colors in the world. The dusky yellow could not penetrate the blue, but it formed layers of rings around the sun.
Soon, the dim yellow sun set, and twelve moons began to rise. The world fell into a mysterious shade of blue. The moon also had colors, but the moonlight could not penetrate the blue. The various moons turned into discs and decorated the night sky. It looked quite strange.
The world was supposed to be a beautiful scene under the moon. With Wen Qu's personality, he might have laughed. Unfortunately, the sky was silent, the earth was silent, and the boundless sea was still silent. Fear and loneliness gradually seeped into Wen Qu's heart like air.
The Fairy boat under Wen Qu was also very strange. Because there were no waves in the sea, it was even quieter than the ripples in an ancient well. Therefore, no matter where the Fairy boat flew, the surrounding scenery was the same. To ordinary people, the Fairy boat did not seem to be moving. However, Wen Qu knew that except for the slow speed at the beginning, the speed was already very fast.
As the Fairy boat flew, the surrounding seawater did not seem to have any changes. However, the color of the forty-nine spikes kept changing. The Fairy boat seemed to change its direction according to the color.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of days had passed. On this day, the Xi Yang and the Purple Sun were in the sky. The fluttering flag on the Fairy boat suddenly spread out rapidly. The Luan bird that was originally leisurely cried out and flapped its wings to soar into the sky.
The seven eyes that were looking in seven directions shot out purple light at the same time and looked at the front of the Fairy boat.
"Whoosh, whoosh ~"
As the Luan bird cried out, the Fairy boat also rose from the sea. The forty-nine spikes flashed and pierced into the void.
"Buzz, buzz ~"
In less than half a cup of tea's time, the Immortal boat began to emit a trembling sound, and with a turn, it quickly flew in another direction.
Right after the immortal boat flew away, wisps of purple mist appeared in the surroundings. At first, there was only a small amount of purple mist, and they looked like strange tentacles. But in the blink of an eye, the boundless purple mist was like boiling water, and it instantly covered the surface of the sea within a million kilometers. As the purple mist appeared, the seawater also turned purple …
"Amazing ~"
At this time, the immortal boat had just rushed out of the purple mist. Wen Qu looked at the strange space within the purple mist that was tumbling like a bubble. Wen Qu could not help but exclaim, "If I was half a step slower, I would have been sucked into it."
The purple mist was still expanding, but it could no longer keep up with the speed of the Immortal boat. The most terrifying thing about the purple mist was that it appeared abruptly and covered a large area, but there was nothing else after that.
Of course, Wen Qu's eyes glowed. Looking at the strange scenes within the purple mist, he could not help but be curious. "It is said that the purple mist is dangerous, but after the purple mist appeared, the Bodhisattva Sea became the Purple Mystic Sea. There are also many rare treasures inside. If it was Fellow Daoist Xiao, he would have turned around immediately …"
Thinking of Xiao Hua, Wen Qu pursed his lips and muttered to himself, "Fellow Daoist Xiao is also stupid and bold. If he was Fellow Daoist Xiao, he would not have read the information about the Bodhisattva Sea in advance. He would also have rushed into the so-called Purple Mystic Sea!"
"But it just so happens that he is extremely lucky. He always averts danger and obtains treasures that ordinary people can only dream of. The mystic realm terminator … This title is not for nothing."
"I heard from Fellow Daoist Xiao that this guy is hiding in a mystic realm in the Dragon Territory to cultivate. He even taught him the Dragon Territory Secret Technique. Fellow Daoist Xiao has not had the opportunity in the Dragon Territory for so many years, but he got it immediately. Fellow Daoist Xiao can't live anymore. No wonder Fellow Daoist Xiao always wants Fellow Daoist Xiao to go to the Dragon Territory. If it were me, I would also be anxious …"
Wen Qu thought to himself, but he did not dare to go in. He knew the severity of the situation.
Following Wen Qu's train of thought, the Immortal boat set off and flew towards the boundless blue sea. He did not know how long he had flown. Just like when Wen Qu had flown from the White Dyke to the "sea", the blue waves seemed endless. But all of a sudden, a mountain range appeared in front of the waves. The mighty power of the Purple Sun began to illuminate the world.
"Haha ~"
Wen Qu was overjoyed when he saw this. He stepped on a light cloud and flew up, keeping the Immortal boat and other items. He laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, I am here!"
Buzz! Buzz!
As soon as Wen Qu rushed out of the Bodhisattva Sea, dragon patterns appeared in the space around him. These dragon patterns turned into dragon shapes and roared toward Wen Qu. Even though Wen Qu was wearing the Confucian robe, the power of literature in his body was still affected.
"Hehe ~"
Wen Qu smiled. The dragon seal and cloud seal on his Confucian robe surged again. All kinds of dragon shapes and cloud silks immediately covered the space around him. After a few breaths, when the dragon shapes and cloud silks retracted, the Confucian robe shone with a golden light. The power of heaven and earth in the Dragon Realm dissipated in the golden light.
Roar! Roar!
Before the golden light disappeared, there was an earth-shattering dragon roar from the mountain range.
"Oh?"
Wen Qu's smile froze on his face. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the dragons roaring and flying out from the mountain range. He sneered and said, "That Fellow Daoist Xiao was right. There are indeed dragons lying in ambush here. It seems that many of our Heavenly Court's Fellow Daoist Xiao have fallen under their dragon claws!"
"Humans ~"
In the lead was a Shang Dragon. As it flew, it was glaring with white light. Streaks of white light like swords tore through the void. Before the Shang Dragon flew closer, it roared, "What kind of creation are you? Stop right there! "
Wen Qu did not panic at all. He flew up slowly and looked at Shang Long. He asked calmly, "I am the owner of the Building of Creation. Why is my son calling me?"
Shang Long could not understand the human language. He blurted out, "Your son is asking you to stop!"
"If I had a son like you, you evil dragon ~"
Wen Qu put his hands behind his back and smiled. He said, "I would have slapped you to death. You can't even speak the human language and you still dare to show off here!"
"Ah?"
Shang Long came to his senses and immediately became angry. "Roar! Roar!" He roared and pounced toward Wen Qu.
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