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The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sea is boundless.

Between the sea and the sky, a white cloud is moving forward slowly.

Above the white clouds, a young man sat. He was wearing a gray shirt, with his hair shawls, his sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance was pretty. This was Wujiu, who left the island and traveled alone. At this time, he made gestures with one hand, blessed magic power, held his cheek with the other hand, and looked into the distance and was silently enlightened. There seemed to be a faint sense of sorrow between his eyebrows.

The white clouds are transformed by the cloud boat.

It was a little difficult for one person to control the cloud boat. So he restrained the power of the cloud boat and turned it into only one or two feet in size. Although the castration slowed down, it was much easier to handle it.

Where is this going?

go home.

After Wujiu practiced hard for half a year, he exhausted all the spirit stones and finally stopped the fallen state and saved his hard-won cultivation. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he fell into confusion again.

The isolated island is not a place to stay for a long time.

There should be a direction in the future, where should we go? Buzhou has just escaped, so we naturally don’t need to think about it. Hezhou is the nest of the Xingyun Sect, so we are afraid of avoiding it. It is better to go to Luzhou to find an ugly girl. Perhaps from that ugly brother, we can find the reality of the Jade Temple.

However, it is said that Luzhou has many immortal sects and there are many experts. With his current situation, how dare he take risks easily?

Wujiu hesitated and decided to go home.

It’s just that the so-called home no longer exists.

My father, my mother is gone, my sister is gone, where can I have a home? The tombs on the Armor Mountain are still there, the Hongchen Valley and Lingxia Mountain are still there, the old Dao Qi and the old man Taixu are still there, and the familiar immortal gate is still there. The land of the Shenzhou is also a vast home, it carries the past and carries the future. Now after 17 years of separation, is it safe and sound...

As shown in the picture, Shenzhou is located in the northwest of the continent, Hezhou is located in the northeast of the continent, and Luzhou is located in the southeast of the continent. The four continents are all millions of miles apart.

If you want to go to Shenzhou here, you have to bypass the continent. There is no land ahead, but the sea is vast. You are flying in the direction of the sunset, so day and night...

There are not always light clouds above the sea. There are lightning and thunder, storms, storms, waves, or silences.

Wujiu just flew high in the sky, overlooking the changing wind and clouds, listening to the sound of waves, welcoming the red sun to the sea, and then chasing the sunset westward. When a bright moon hangs alone, he walked forward silently. This month passed, and then a month...

Half a year has passed, and the vastness of the world is still there.

The cloud boat that Wujiu drove was getting slower and lower. He rushed to the road alone without sleep. Even if he used 30% of the cloud boat's power, it would be unbearable for him to bear it in half a year. The Shenzhou he wanted to return was nowhere to be seen. He was exhausted and had to fly low. Two days later, a few islands and reefs emerged from the waves. He hurried over and settled down on the spot.

Without the absorption of spirit stones, the remaining few five-color stones are not enough to be used. They can only sit on the reef and use meditation to seek replenish their physical strength. They will take out the yellow ginseng and chew it, and then swallow a few pills...

Before I knew it, it was another three months.

Wujiu finally found some physical strength to make up for it and couldn't wait to take out the picture to check it out.

As the sea drifts for a long time, although it can distinguish between south and north based on the sun, moon and stars, the divine continent marked by the map is still unavailable. Could it be that the direction is deviation, which makes it wrong? Or the map is wrong, and it is lost?

Wujiu stood on the reef and looked around.

He tried his best to recall the direction of the Shenzhou, but in the end he was confused. He simply sacrificed the Yunzhou boat and changed the direction slightly. He continued to search...

I was tired on the way and stopped.

And chew and swallow the elixirs and spiritual herbs that have accumulated over the years, and then poured them on a few mouthfuls of absinthe to cheer up the spirits and then move forward. The scenery of the sea and sky is as spectacular as the old. The sun, moon, stars, and reincarnation is still there. And his figure is becoming more and more lonely. It is like a duckweed leaf, with nowhere to go...

How many months have passed.

Apart from the scattered islands, there are still no large chunks of land. The Shenzhou I want to go to seems to have never existed...

Wujiu was helpless and stepped on the sword. Although his realm was stable, he did not dare to use his cultivation easily. But now he has been wandering for a long time, so he has no choice but to do so.

Until the sky is thousands of feet high, look down.

The undulating sea is covered by white clouds and has become a quiet and unique place. Apart from the distance, it seems that the land is hazy. I don’t know whether it is a continent or a divine continent, but it is like an illusion and cannot be seen clearly for a while.

In the deep sky, the sun is bright and the moon is dark...

Wujiu lingered for half a day and then hurried back.

His magic power is getting worse and worse now. Even if he is supplemented by elixirs and spiritual herbs, he will not make ends meet. The Shenzhou he wanted to find is still not settled. He is riding on the cloud boat and walking lonely...

Gradually, the yellow ginseng was gone, the spiritual herbs were gone, and the elixirs that could help supplement their physical strength were gone. I had to absorb all the only few five-color stones and continue to persevere.

Oh, he still has wine.

...

It's another day's dusk.

But I saw the sunset falling, the mountains are undulating, the beaches are surrounded by jungles, and the jungle is full of vitality.

A white cloud swept across the sea, and Wujiu appeared from it.

He put away the cloud boat and jumped to the beach in a hurry. He couldn't help but take out the wine pot and wanted to be happy. He shook the empty wine pot and then gave up. However, there was a happy smile on his tired face.

I have been wandering on the sea for too long that I have forgotten my time.

On the way, I encountered countless islands, but they were all desolate places. The anticipated Shenzhou has been slow to see its whereabouts. I could only wander east and west on the sea and continue to search for it. However, my magic power became increasingly exhausted, and even if it drove the cloud boat, it was difficult to sustain. What's more, even the last drop of absinthe was drunk. And just as he was wandering, it happened to be this land on the sea.

Could it be that you have come to Shenzhou?

Wujiu was so excited that he didn't bother to rest, he ran around the beach, then crossed the jungle, and went forward. A few days later, the sea water blocked the road ahead. He was stunned for a while, and then climbed to a nearby mountain. Seeing the sea and sky confusion, he couldn't help but lose his mind...

The place where it is located is not Shenzhou, but an isolated island covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles. Although the island is lush with forests, undulating mountains and living in animals, it is not crowded. Beyond the isolated island, there is still endless sea and sky.

Not to mention Shenzhou, it is a continent or Hezhou, and I don’t know where it is located.

Is it because of repeated turnarounds on the way that I lost my way? Otherwise, the sea would be too vast and with the current cultivation level, it would be difficult to cross it?

All in all, lost!

And now his magic power is not much left. He dares not travel far or he will eventually have to fall into the sea.

After Wujiu was depressed, he became scheming.

The island where you are located is beautiful, and it is far away from the world, so it is suitable for cultivation. If you rest on the spot for a while, you may be able to nourish your physical strength and restore some cultivation.

Not leaving!

Wujiu calmed down and wandered around the island.

Drinking mountain springs, eating wild fruits, and teasing birds and beasts, it is also leisurely and comfortable.

There were no abnormalities for several consecutive days.

And on the cliff by the sea, a cave was accidentally found.

The four walls in the cave are empty, spacious and bright, with traces of excavation, just like a monk's cave. However, they have been abandoned for a long time and the ground is covered with thick dust. Who has passed by here and where has he gone?

Wujiu was surprised and was very interested.

I have been wandering on the sea until now, and I can't see a figure. Now I'm on this isolated island and encountering a monk's cave, which is really unexpected.

He checked inside and outside the cave for a long time, cleaned the surroundings again, and after half a day of busyness, no surprises appeared. He had to give up and sit cross-legged in the cave. He did not need to set up restrictions, nor did he worry about anyone disturbing him. He blew the sea breeze outside the cave, watched the changes in the sky light, and then his head drooped and fell into a state of concentration.

For a monk, years of hard work is essential. Even if it is due to opportunities, he takes a shortcut for a while, and the difficulties of the immortal path have never been lacking...

...

I don’t know how long it took, but Wujiu woke up from meditation. He was stunned for two days, sighed, and handed his hand to mark his seals, and he continued to enter into meditation.

The realm is still stable at the fourth level of foundation building, but the exhausted magic power has recovered slowly. However, there is no other way except hard practice. The days when the cultivation level skyrockets have become a beautiful memory.

Inside the cave, someone sits quietly as before.

Outside the cave, the wind is sometimes bright, sometimes stormy, sometimes moonlight is sometimes shrouded, sometimes stars are everywhere...

When Wujiu woke up again, there was a layer of dust on his body. His magical power cultivation was still wandering between the seventh and eighth levels of the feather.

Who made the island thin? If you continue to do so, if you want to restore the ninth floor of foundation building, God knows what year and month to wait.

Wujiuku sat in the same place, looking lonely, perhaps because of his depression, he couldn't help but caress the Kuigu ring on his thumb. And even the divine ring was gone, even the soju from Shenzhou.

Alas, I want to drink, no matter how bad it is, someone can speak...

Wujiu suddenly moved his mind and raised his hand and waved it lightly.

With a dull "bang", a thick figure appeared in the cave, two feet tall, naked limbs, black all over, with stiff heads, and slightly closed eyes. It looked like a human, not a human, strange, not a strange, but extremely strong and strange.

Of course, this is not a human or a monster, but a ghost puppet from the Bone Burial Tower. Driven by magic circles and spirit stones, its ferocity and flexibility are comparable to a true master of immortality. And only one of the four ghost puppets remains. If it is repaired and sacrificed, wouldn’t it be a more partner and helper on the way to loneliness?

Wujiu suddenly became a little more energetic. He found five stones from the divine ring, then stood up, looked at the ghost doll carefully, and then took out a few jade slips and thought silently.

Time flies, and time flies.

...

One morning, two figures walked down the cliff. The young man in the lead was wearing an old gray gown, with his hair shawls, his hands were covered with relaxed expressions and a smile on his lips. Then a strong man, wrapped in a patchwork robe, with his head bare, his expression was dull, and his steps were a little stiff.

After a while, I came to the beach.

The young man among them walked straight to the woods by the sea and slashed his sword. In a moment, a canoe several feet long and thick several feet thick suddenly took shape. He called out loudly: "Gongsun, come here to help me. I will not be afraid of accidents in the future. If you have this boat to cross the sea..."

The strong man, known as Gongsun, ignored him and stood alone on the beach, like a silent stone stake.

"Oh, you can't speak. Let me think about whether there can be any improvement. It's a pity that there are no five-color stones, otherwise even Le Zheng would not be able to beat you..."

The young man put away his canoe and walked out of the forest. He saw a cliff not far away. He raised his hand and pointed. The sword light roared, and the stone chips flew. There were three big words on the cliff: Gongsun Island.

"Hey, celebrities and scholars, you always have to leave behind calligraphy along the way, and of course I cannot avoid the vulgarity!"

In the blink of an eye, the sword light disappeared with the strong man. A cloud boat flew slowly from the beach.

The young man stepped up the clouds, couldn't help but look up and sighed and said to himself—

"Oh, my home is still there, and the world is never old..."

——This volume is over—

The end of the volume: As usual, write the end of the volume but don’t know what to write. This book is trying not to preach, but tell the principles of life through other characters, and finally feedback to the protagonist, which is actually more difficult to write. As for the protagonist’s psychological activities, it is also very complicated and contradictory. He may just want to be a bystander, but he will eventually participate in it. As for whether he can change, no one knows. Is the change between Asheng and A San related to the protagonist? Everyone has his own feelings, and you and I will be the same. As long as you are persistent, you will gain something. Perhaps this is what I want to write. I’m a little busy during this period and I have time to chat. And the subsequent plot has buried many pitfalls. Friends who are willing to continue reading it may as well discover the excitement together...
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