I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

"Chichichichi...!"

Amidst the ear-piercing explosions, Zhao Heng was wrapped in a ball of golden light and shuttled through the dark void turbulence.

Like a small boat in the vast ocean, drifting aimlessly.

There seems to be no concept of "time" and "space" here. Zhao Heng himself doesn't know how long he has been traveling. His mind is in chaos, half dreaming and half awake.

During the voyage, the golden light was continuously eroded by the turbulence of the void, becoming thinner and thinner.

Later, there was a damage, and strands of void turbulence rushed into the golden light and attacked Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng's instinctive operation skills blocked the cracks and resisted the turbulent flow of the void.

The power of these turbulent currents is astonishing, and Zhao Heng needs to expend a lot of energy to seal the cracks.

Fortunately, he is now very powerful, comparable to a strong person in the third level of innate cultivation. He is also a fellow cultivator in the third level and has vast energy.

But as time goes by, the golden light becomes thinner and thinner, and more and more cracks appear.

Zhao Heng had no choice but to use his skills to block it. With the crazy consumption of the energy of the three systems in his body, Zhao Heng became more and more awake.

While resisting the raging turbulence of the void and blocking the gap, he cursed in his heart.

His grandma, the Lord of Xuanwu, the Leader of the Tiandao Alliance, Lu Yan and Di Juekong, you two old guys, are too cheating.

I agreed to send myself a journey, but I just used such a "broken ship". Before I reached the end, it was almost leaking into a sieve.

I feel that the energy of the three systems in my body is about to bottom out, and this golden light that is "full of loopholes" is about to collapse.

Zhao Heng thought that he would be lost in this turbulent void.

"Tsk...!"

Suddenly, the dim and thin golden light bloomed again, suddenly breaking through the darkness and breaking into the blue sky.

The familiar energy of heaven and earth appeared again, and the transmission finally ended.

Before Zhao Heng had time to be happy, he suddenly felt that his body was enveloped by a strong attraction and began to rotate and swing rapidly.

Zhao Heng was shocked when he realized that he had been teleported into a huge tornado.

Zhao Heng immediately used his power to break out of the storm, but found to his embarrassment that his power had been exhausted during the "long" transmission. At this moment, he had no energy to break free and could only sway with the wind.

"..."

Zhao Heng was no longer able to complain and could only lament what the hell this "immortal teleportation technology" was.

It leaked halfway and was sent directly into the eye of the storm at the end.

Fortunately, although this tornado hurricane was violent, it could not cause any damage to Zhao Heng's body, which was now comparable to a "divine power realm" body builder.

"That's all, let's wait until the wind stops."

Zhao Heng flew freely in the storm for a stick of incense.

As the wind weakened, he finally escaped from the eye of the wind and was thrown onto an island.

"Plop!"

Zhao Heng's body slammed into the shallows of the island and fell into a deep pit.

He doesn't have much strength in his body and is preparing to absorb some energy and regain his strength.

On the shoal, several people suddenly ran over, dug him out of the pit, carried him and ran away.

Before Zhao Heng could react, he was led by several powerful black-skinned men to a middle-aged man who was fat, wearing a military hat, brocade clothes, gloves and jade fingers, and looked like a landlord. before.

"This man fell from such a high place and he's not dead yet?" The fat middle-aged man stared at Zhao Heng, a little shocked.

Standing next to him was a man in black clothes and sharp eyes. He was also looking at Zhao Heng and said: "It seems that this man is a warrior. He can survive under that level of seaspout. I'm afraid he is a refiner." Dirty warrior!"

The man lowered his voice again and said in the ear of the middle-aged man: "Island Master, this man is dressed in such rags and is still traveling outside in this weather. Most of them are casual cultivators from the deep sea. These people are far away from the mainland and have never seen the world. The owner can try to recruit.”

As soon as he said this, the fat man's eyes suddenly brightened.

He came to Zhao Heng, raised his belly and cupped his hands.

"Hey...this gentleman, I don't know his name, where is he from?"

Looking at the obese man in front of him, Zhao Heng didn't speak for a while, and then suddenly burst out laughing again.

"Hahaha……!"

The fat man was so frightened that he asked the man next to him in a low voice.

"This...isn't this person stupid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man opposite had stopped laughing and replied calmly: "My surname is... Ding. I am a wandering cultivator in the deep sea. I traveled far here and was accidentally hit by a hurricane. I was exhausted.

I also hope that the members will not blame me and provide me with a place to rest. "

At this time, Zhao Heng looked calm on the surface, but he was very excited in his heart.

Because Zhao Heng had already heard that the other party was using the language of the Southern Territory when communicating.

It seemed that he had indeed been sent back to the Southern Territory and finally returned to his homeland. Zhao Heng was filled with emotion for a moment.

As for the fat member, his eyes became brighter after hearing Zhao Heng's self-introduction.

He slightly adjusted his words and said: "I am Liu Dafu, the owner of Xiaojin Island. He has been engaged in maritime business for three generations. Mr. Ding, if you don't dislike me.

I would like to hire Mr. Ding to be my guest on the island and protect the island. One month's sacrifice is...ten low-grade Xuanjing! "

Liu Dafu stretched out a finger and flicked it vigorously, with a sense of boldness as if he was spending a lot of money.

Hearing "ten low-grade Xuanjing", Zhao Heng was in a daze. He had not heard such a small number for a long time.

When Liu Dafu saw this, he thought that the other party was shocked by the amount, and smiled proudly: "If Mr. Ding does a good job in the future, this treatment can be increased. We can sign a short contract for one month now."

Zhao Heng quickly regained his composure and said: "Okay, then I will sign a one-month contract with Island Master Liu first."

Zhao Heng thought that one month would be enough for him to recover. Now that he was in poor condition, he might as well practice on this small golden island and ask the other party about his location.

Seeing Zhao Heng agreed, the two parties signed the contract readily, and Zhao Heng also accepted the "heavy money" of Liu Dafu's ten low-grade black crystals.

Afterwards, Liu Dafu ordered people to clean up a quiet and elegant independent attic on the island for Zhao Heng to live in.

During this process, Zhao Heng learned about his location through talking with Liu Dafu.

This place is the "Phantom Wave Sea" near the northern part of the Southern Region, which is still tens of thousands of miles away from the Southern Region Continent.

There are many islands in the Huanbo Sea, and because of the special geographical environment of the sea, the boundary between mortals and warriors is unclear.

Merchants often hire warriors to protect their properties, which is somewhat similar to the situation in Zhongzhou and Waizhuotian.

Liu Dafu makes a living by operating marine specialties. The family business accumulated by three generations is all on this small golden island. He has a rich family background and is considered a well-known rich man in the vicinity.

In order to protect his property, Liu Dafu hired many acquired warriors. The big man in black clothes is a master of the eighth level of the refining organ realm.

Zhao Heng didn't care much about all this.

He planned to restore his skills first, and then directly cross the Huanbo Sea and return to the South Territory Continent.

After sending Liu Dafu and others away, Zhao Heng sat cross-legged alone in a quiet room on the second floor of the attic and began to practice the three-series exercises.

Although Zhao Heng's condition was poor, he did not suffer any injuries. As the exercises were running, the energy between heaven and earth continued to pour in.

Zhao Heng found that the energy of heaven and earth in this area was thin and the environment was poor, so he simply expanded the absorption range and directly mobilized the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of miles to the area where he was.

He didn't care about being discovered. There was not even a congenital cultivator on this Xiaojin Island. He could hide it from everyone by performing a trick.

However, because Zhao Heng's cultivation made too much noise, it would cause violent storms, thunder and lightning from time to time, causing the weather on Xiaojin Island to become extremely bad during this period.

Time passed day by day.

Zhao Heng was on Xiaojin Island, quickly recovering his skills.

Every now and then, Liu Dafu would come to visit Zhao Heng and ask about his background and cultivation.

Zhao Heng was very good at compiling identities, and with his identity as a native of the Southern Region, he naturally made it watertight.

As for his cultivation, Zhao Heng only said that he was a martial artist of the seventh level of the Refining Internal Organ Realm, and he casually showed off a few of his skills in front of Liu Dafu, which made Liu Dafu feel relieved and his attitude towards Zhao Heng became more attentive.

Zhao Heng also took this opportunity to ask him about the situation of the Southern Continent.

However, although Liu Dafu had some financial resources, he knew very little about the battle between good and evil on the continent.

Instead, he mentioned many times about the vicious pirates who had appeared on the Huanbo Sea recently and plundered islands everywhere.

This was also the main reason why he recruited Zhao Heng as a guest official as soon as he saw him without asking too many reasons.

"I heard that several islands were looted yesterday. One of the islands was larger than my Xiaojin Island and was emptied overnight. I hope that group of thieves will not target me.

Mr. Ding, you should rest and recuperate first. I will come back in a few days."

In the attic, Liu Dafu said goodbye to Zhao Heng with a heavy heart.

As soon as he closed the door and took a few steps, the originally clear sky suddenly became sandy and turbulent.

If Liu Dafu hadn't been a bit strong, he would have been blown away.

"Alas, what a terrible weather, it seems that the weather on the island has never been good since Mr. Ding came to the island. Will this person bring me bad luck?"

Liu Dafu secretly said that it was unlucky and left in a hurry.

In the attic, Zhao Heng, who was practicing again, felt the almost completely restored and destructive power in his body, and thought secretly in his heart.

"Well, the power has almost recovered, and I have lived here for almost a month. Let's leave here and return to the mainland tomorrow morning."

Although he has reached the southern region now, Zhao Heng is still a little anxious because he has no information from the mainland.

That night, Zhao Heng meditated calmly and wanted to leave before dawn.

Who knew that at the third watch, when the night was dark,

Zhao Heng, who was in a state of meditation, seemed to sense something. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the southeast sea.

A moment later, a sharp whistle sounded on Xiaojin Island, and someone shouted.

"Oh no, pirates are coming!"

Zhao Heng, who was in the attic quiet room, couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't expect that something would happen here just when he was about to leave.

He casually swept his majestic divine sense, but he showed a hint of surprise.

"Hey, there is actually an innate warrior leading the group. This group of people doesn't seem like pirates."