Half an hour.
An hour.
Two hours.
…
Lin Fan kept paddling, but was still unable to get out of the thick fog.
After a while, Lin Fan had to stop.
People will get tired. After continuous high-intensity paddling, they need to rest for a while.
Besides, there might be risks if we continue paddling. Who knows if there are any strange things in the thick fog?
Next, Lin Fan simply gave up temporarily and sat on the bow of the boat to slowly think about countermeasures.
what to do?
When he went out this time, he didn't bring much dry food. He only saved one province, which would last for five days at most.
Also, water is a big problem.
Although there is water everywhere around the ship, is there any problem with the water?
Unless absolutely necessary, Lin Fan would not easily drink water from the lake.
the other side.
Li Jie was silently observing Lin Fan from a distance. He had personally set up the formations in this water area, mainly the enchantment formation.
If an ordinary fisherman mistakenly enters the water, he can return to the original route after paddling for a while.
And Lin Fan has been unable to get out, of course it was Li Jie's handiwork.
He has never forgotten Lin Fan.
This is a very interesting player. It was finally delivered to our door. Wouldn’t it be a pity not to study it carefully?
When people face desperate situations, they are most likely to reveal their true nature.
He wanted to take a look at Lin Fan's background.
Does this person have ulterior motives, or does he have certain principles and bottom lines?
Lin Fan's character background also determines Li Jie's future attitude towards him.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
Although the dry food Lin Fan carried could last for a few days, he had tried every method he could in the past three days.
All turned out to be useless.
The fishing boat was still spinning.
At this moment, Lin Fan was thinking about a question.
Should we abandon the fishing boat?
Abandoning the fishing boat, there will undoubtedly be more methods he can try.
Can’t get out of the water?
Underwater head office, right?
If he can't do it underwater, can't he fly upward?
Su Xinghe's martial arts skills were certainly not good, but as a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, he could gain half of his mastery.
Lin Fan followed him and learned a light skill called climbing the ladder with his left foot stepping on his right foot.
This technique is specially used to climb cliffs.
It is said that it was created by the master Wu Yazi. After learning this skill, even in front of a cliff, as long as the true energy is enough, the left foot and the right foot can be pushed up.
At first, when he learned about this technique, Lin Fan looked incredulous.
Can you go up to the sky by pushing on your left foot and your right foot?
Newton was pressed to the ground and rubbed. Hey!
However, Su Xinghe showed him what a 'ladder to heaven' is.
However, this technique also has shortcomings. With enough energy, it can indeed fly upwards, but landing on the ground is a bit troublesome.
If it flies too high and the force is not released in time, it is likely to fall to death.
The next day.
Lin Fan started trying to fly into the sky. He couldn't bear to leave the fishing boat behind for the time being. Without the fishing boat, it would be more dangerous on the water.
After being soaked in water for a long time, the human body will lose body temperature. Although his current physique is stronger than the body outside, no matter how strong it is, there is a limit. At most, it will be delayed, and it is impossible to prevent hypothermia.
boom!
boom!
When everything was ready, Lin Fan performed a left-foot kick and a right-foot kick in front of Li Jie.
Looking at Lin Fan who was rising straight up, Li Jie smiled and shook his head.
If his formation could be cracked so easily, wouldn't it weaken his reputation?
Mid-air.
Lin Fan kept counting silently while running up.
A hundred times.
Half a meter at a time is fifty meters.
But after rising for fifty meters, he still did not escape the thick fog.
Can't fly anymore.
The next second, Lin Fan's clothes rustled, and he seemed to have gained weight several times.
The method of unloading force is far more difficult than climbing to the sky.
If the inner breath is not deep enough, it will not be able to sustain a slow descent for a long time.
Thanks to Lin Fan absorbing Ding Chunqiu's power, otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to use this method.
Not long after, Lin Fan floated back to the water, but the place he returned to was not around the fishing boat. It took him nearly an hour to get back to the boat by 'lucky'.
After returning to the boat, Lin Fan took out an oil paper bag from his arms, picked up the dry and cold steamed buns and started to nibble on it.
Flying is not possible.
Under water, I'm afraid it won't work either.
Are you really going to die here?
damn it!
After finally getting started with Tianhu, he actually died in such a strange way.
"ah!!!"
After a while, Lin Fan concentrated on his luck and used the sonic technique to act violently.
Damn it!
However, after roaring a few times, Lin Fan calmed down.
Right now, there is a high probability that he will die.
Impotence and rage are useless.
Instead of wasting time on these useless vents, why not think carefully about what he should do in a month?
Return to the Xiaoyao sect?
not that simple.
Although he has memorized the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Beiming Divine Skill so that he can quickly learn them even if he is reincarnated, the internal skills that Ding Chunqiu has cultivated for decades are definitely gone.
Without that skill, how could he prove that he was a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect?
The appearance can be disguised, the memory can be questioned, but the inner strength cannot be faked.
If he really dares to go back, he will be slapped to death by his master.
Unless, he confesses the identity of [player] to his master and master.
However, this is the last resort.
[Player] and the natives are different after all. In the eyes of the natives, [Player] is a locust, the source of trouble, and an invader.
…
Another four days passed.
Looking at the last half of the steamed bun on hand, Lin Fan's throat couldn't help but squirm.
Hungry.
So hungry.
People who practice martial arts have a large appetite. After two days of rations for a week, their hunger has reached its limit.
Wow!
Suddenly, Lin Fan heard the sound of splashing water.
fish!
It's a fish!
Thinking of this, Lin Fan's eyes lit up and he immediately turned his head to look at the thick fog in the northeast.
It came from over there.
Immediately, Lin Fan jumped up and gently dived into the water.
Although the thick fog underwater was lighter, the visibility was still only one meter square, and there were no fish tails within sight.
Lin Fan could only follow his instinct and row toward the northeast.
"fish!"
After paddling for a few minutes, he saw a school of fish.
boom!
Seeing the swarm of fish, Lin Fan didn't hesitate to hold on to the inner energy in his body and waved out his palm.
Immediately afterwards, a bunch of belly-turned grass carp appeared in the fish school.
The remaining fish that were not stunned immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.
"Ha...cough..."
Lin Fan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the large sea of fainting fish, and ended up choking on the water.
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh!
Time flew by, and two months passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Fan's image had undergone a huge change, from a handsome young man to a savage.
His beard has grown out, and his clothes have become tattered.
However, his mental state did not collapse. He had been alone for so long and his mental state did not collapse. Thanks to the experiences in his previous life.
But, he made a mistake.
Fish should not be regarded as friends and talk to fish every day. (End of chapter)
