When he was about to leave the realm of Wanxing Lake, Lu Qingye also met the monks from the Piaomiao Sect on patrol.
"Fellow Taoist, it will be a windy day in the Thousand Layers Sea in three days. If you want to practice, you'd better come back before then."
The inspecting monk acted impartially and told Lu Qingye what needed to be explained.
Lu Qingye had experienced the terror of a strong windy day. If she and Tai Jue had not had some life-saving magic weapons in their bodies, the two of them might have been sucked into the tsunami whirlpool on a strong windy day in the Thousand Layers Sea.
"Thanks for letting me know!"
Lu Qingye bowed his hands to several people. After the people from the Piaomiao Sect watched her leave, they went to inspect other places.
The area of Thousand Layers Sea is extremely wide. The day before the windy day, Lu Qingye arrived near Fenghui Island.
The sun rises and reflects on the sea. Many fishing boats not far away have begun to retract their sails and anchor.
Although there are monks living on Fenghui Island, most of them are mortals.
And they are close to the sea, so many people make a living by fishing.
After experiencing a catastrophe, Fenghui Island is now less repulsive towards outside monks.
But many deep-rooted thoughts cannot be changed overnight.
Some fishermen had noticed Lu Qingye's approach, and everyone couldn't help but secretly look at Lu Qingye, who was dressed obviously differently.
Lu Qingye used magic weapons to hide his current golden elixir cultivation and became a little monk practicing Qi Dzogchen.
And this cultivation level only changed when entering the vicinity of Fenghui Island.
In the Dao Sect area, one has to be at least in the foundation-building stage to make some monks with bad intentions afraid to take action.
But when Feng returned to the island, he had perfected his Qi training and was already considered a relatively powerful monk.
After all, some high-level monks here, even golden elixir monks, are very rare.
Those monks live inside the palaces of the three dynasties, and ordinary mortals cannot see them at all.
And here, most of those who can cultivate will be recruited into the army by the dynasty for training.
Mortals cannot see through Lu Qingye's cultivation, but judging from their years of experience, monks like this who wear robes and are obviously not mortals without spiritual roots are not easy to mess with.
Lu Qingye met the curious or fearful eyes of the fishermen, but his expression did not change.
Even though Fenghui Island is now open to Taoism, there are still not many Taoists here.
After all, no one likes to be excluded.
Those with low levels of cultivation are afraid of being ostracized and bullied by the locals when they come here, while those with high levels of cultivation look down upon the scarce resources here.
However, due to the arrival of the windy day, there were also a few monks like her who wanted to rest temporarily on Fenghui Island.
Without exception, they were all somewhat rejected by the people on Fenghui Island.
The monk didn't care about the opinions of these mortals. Several people gathered together and formed a small temporary group. At this moment, the five people's eyes lit up when they saw her arrival.
Among them, only one old monk was in the middle stage of foundation building, and the others were in the Qi refining stage.
Lu Qingye's perfect Qi cultivation level is relatively high among them.
A young-looking female cultivator smiled and approached Lu Qingye.
"Fellow Taoist, are you also coming to the island to escape the windy weather?"
Lu Qingye nodded.
Although she is rich now and has made up for the protective magic weapons she used at the beginning, Lu Qingye doesn't want to waste those things.
After all, those things are not only expensive, but also very rare.
Moreover, if you want to walk on the sea on a windy day, even a high-grade spiritual boat will be extremely slow.
(End of chapter)
