The days of sailing in the Dead Sea were quite boring, and Mu Bai could only rely on practice to pass the time. However, when he practiced in the past few days, he clearly felt a bottleneck, as if he had lost the direction of practice. It has been more than a year since he entered hell.
Time has passed, but there has been almost no progress in cultivation.
"It would be nice to have an instructor."
Standing in front of the deck, Mu Bai held his hands on the railing and stared into the distance, feeling a little confused in his heart.
He knew very well that if he couldn't find a breakthrough direction, he might only be able to stay at the current level for tens of thousands of years. After all, the higher he reached the high-level god level, the more difficult it would be to improve his cultivation level.
Larose's lazy voice came: "You'd better give up on this idea. If you want to find a mentor in hell, you must be crazy, or there is something wrong with your brain. Without ancient god-level strength, you can't guide at all.
If you practice cultivation, unless you have shitty luck, it’s simply impossible.”
Mu Bai smiled bitterly and said: "I once had two of the strongest mentors in the continent, but now my strength has surpassed them many times. I just miss them very much."
"oh?"
Larose walked to Mubai, looked at the calm sea in front of him, and said: "Then they must be very proud to be able to cultivate such an outstanding disciple as you. I have also accepted several disciples before, and my biggest wish is that they
It's a pity that things can surpass me. I didn't expect that one day I would fall into hell."
Mubai shook his head and said: "My two mentors are both dead. It would be great if I could find them in hell."
"Even if you are an ancient god and it is very difficult for you to enter hell and find your former relatives, I think you don't have to think about this idea. It may still be a little bit possible when you become a virtual god."
"I know it's difficult, but I won't give up as long as I have the chance."
The two chatted for a while on the deck before LaRose prepared to return to the cockpit.
At this moment, Mu Bai's mind captured the auras of three pirate ships approaching rapidly.
"It's that guy Mei Dexun!" Mu Bai suddenly said.
"What?"
When Larose heard this, he immediately understood the meaning of Mu Bai's words. His expression changed drastically and he asked, "How many people are here?"
His spiritual thoughts are weaker than Mu Bai's, and he can't sense any movement yet.
"Three pirate ships, there are about 24 main gods." Mubai said calmly.