While talking and laughing, the spirit boat had already left Vientiane Island hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Seeing that there was no movement outside, Lu Li asked one person to take turns outside, while the other person was assigned to rest in a room at the stern of the ship.
And he himself went to practice in the exclusive room at the bow of the ship.
This trip at sea was neither smooth nor unsatisfactory. Along the way, they encountered extreme weather four or five times, and were attacked by various sea creatures dozens of times.
But fortunately, everything passed without incident.
The most dangerous one was a sea monster, the Green Thunder Eel, which had at least the sixth level of peak strength. Not to mention its extremely fast speed, the thunder it spewed out almost knocked Lu Li off his feet.
Fortunately, Weiyue took action in time and froze him with an ice-attribute magical power, which allowed him to escape the disaster.
From that moment on, Lu Li no longer dared to look down upon the sea beasts in this forbidden sea. Not to mention the sea beasts that were two levels higher than his own, even the early sixth level sea beasts, he was cautious and cautious.
In the evening of this day, the spirit boat finally approached the coast of Dongling Continent.
Although the direction is a little off, it should still be within the Xuanwei realm.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Lu Li drove the spirit boat and flew into the jungle. He then used the Thousand Faces Technique to change his face, and then drove the spirit boat to continue heading east.
After entering the Xuanwei realm, he could relax a little and no longer have to worry about being attacked by sea beasts.
In this way, the spirit boat flew eastward for more than half a month.
Xuanwei City finally came into view.
From a distance, Lu Li stopped the spirit boat.
"I will send you here. You will go to Nanming City through the teleportation array in Xuanwei City in a while. As for the rest, I won't say much. You can just act according to the situation." In the jungle, Lu Li put away the spirit boat. He looked at Wuming and Lingxiao and said.
"Thank you, Patriarch, for seeing me off! Let's say goodbye!"
The two of them bowed at the same time and were about to leave.
"etc."
At this moment, Lu Li suddenly thought of something, and took out the carved Seven Evils Ax and Qingyun Pearl and sent them to the two of them respectively: "These two small things are useless even if I carry them with me, so I will give them to you two for self-defense." Bar."
The two of them looked overjoyed when they saw this, and quickly put it away without any shirk: "Thank you, Patriarch, for the gift!"
"You're welcome, be careful. If you come back alive one day, I will give you a big reward."
"yes!"
The two saluted again, and then their bodies squirmed and disappeared out of thin air.
"It cost you money." Weiyue said a little embarrassed.
"What are you talking about? Let's go."
"Um."
Then, the two of them also jumped into the air and flew slowly towards Xuanwei City.
Xuanwei City is still the same Xuanwei City as before.
But the flow of people on the street is not as lively as before. At a glance, there are not many people at all, and they are all secular mortals and high-level monks above Nascent Soul.
"There seems to be something wrong?" Weiyue covered her face with light gauze and muttered in a low voice as she walked.
"Something is indeed wrong. Is it because the war in the north is so tight that everyone has signed up to join the war? That shouldn't be the case. There are some people who are afraid of death, right? How come there aren't even any low-level monks?"
Lu Li was also puzzled. Suddenly his heart moved and he quickened his pace and walked towards an oncoming Nascent Soul old man: "Brother, can I ask you two questions?"
The old man glanced at Lu Li suspiciously, and then was slightly shocked: "If you have any questions, please just speak up."
Lu Li nodded: "I want to ask, what's going on in Xuanwei City? Why can't there be even a low-level monk on the street?"
"Oh, you're talking about this. It's like this. There is another war in the low-level battlefield in the north. This time the fighting inside is extremely fierce."
"The six major sects have issued a death order. All practitioners in Dongling Continent, whether casual practitioners or sect disciples, must all participate in the battle!"
"Those who dare to avoid the war will be immediately deprived of their cultivation if they are caught by the patrol! Therefore, as long as the low-level monks who are able to move now basically rush to the northern battlefield." The old man explained in a low voice.
"We must join the war!"
Lu Li was secretly shocked: "Isn't this a bit too much? Isn't this forcing people to die? Aren't they afraid of causing public outrage?"
"Hey! At this juncture, they don't care whether the public is angry or not. According to their saying, 'everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world'!"
The old man shook his head and said helplessly: "To be honest, senior, I am also a little angry in my heart. I think that my grandson is only ten years old this year, and his cultivation is only the second level of Qi training, but he was also forcibly recruited by those people. , I’m afraid I’ll never have the chance to come back.”
"Catch even ten years old?"
Hearing this, Lu Li suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.
Fighting against the demons is indeed an unshirkable responsibility for all human cultivators, but it is indeed inappropriate to send even a ten-year-old child, who is only a second-level Qi practitioner, into the battlefield.
If these people went in, they might not even have a chance to meet each other, and they would die without their bodies intact.
In the end, apart from becoming the food for the demons and boosting their morale, what other role could it play?
"Hey, isn't it? But there's nothing we can do about it. Senior, you may not know it yet, but the six major sects have sent out distraction-level patrol teams to search for low-level monks everywhere. Even if you are hiding in the wild jungle, they can Find people out.
I heard that not long ago, a patrol team from Yunwu Valley caught a dozen Jindan monks in the Thousand Layers Cliff to the east. They didn't even give them a chance to speak, they just beat them to death, and finally they were hung on the southern city wall. Exposing the body to the public would be such a tragedy..." the old man sighed repeatedly.
"Just shoot him to death? Don't you mean to abolish your cultivation, or drag him to the battlefield?"
"Who knows, maybe they want to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys, so as to deter those casual cultivators who escape. After all, the world is so big, and if you really want to escape, the six major sects may not have enough manpower."
Hearing this, Lu Li didn't know what to say. Unexpectedly, these people did not die at the mouth of the demon clan, but died at the hands of the six major sects.
It can be seen that the six major sects must be jealous at this time. Since they sent their disciples out, they can no longer tolerate any casual cultivators who are outside.
But these people never thought that they had occupied so many resources in Dongling Continent, but did not provide any convenience to the casual cultivators on weekdays, but when the war came, they required the casual cultivators to do the same thing as them.
This in itself is a very ridiculous and unreasonable thing.
But at this moment, Weiyue next to her suddenly pointed to the street behind the old man: "Then, what did he say?"
Lu Li looked in the direction of Weiyue's finger, and saw a fourteen-year-old boy walking lazily towards them, being followed by two Nascent Soul guards.
The old man glanced back, quickly made a gesture of silence, and whispered: "Senior, this is impossible to say. He is Tian Bufan, the grandson of our Xuanwei City Lord. He has a great background..."
