Martial Cultivator

Although the storm did not stop for the time being, the man was no longer afraid. He stood cautiously behind the young man, thinking about what he had said before, and he actually regretted it very much.

Looking at the deck, if there was a crack here, he would have wanted to crawl in directly from here.

In the cabin far away, the woman was holding a steaming fish soup, feeling awkward, and Qing'er beside her seemed a little absent-minded.

Chen Chao looked at the storm just a stone's throw away from him and said, "Don't be afraid. It's my duty to protect you."

Chen Chao turned around, looked at the man with a guilty face, and smiled, "It's just me. If I were really a writer with a broken brain, you would have saved someone."

The man rubbed his head awkwardly and whispered, "I didn't expect you to be more immortal than an immortal."

Before Chen Chao could speak, Qing'er had already come over with the fish soup and handed it to Chen Chao in front of him. Chen Chao reached out and drank a sip, but still praised him.

Qing'er left without saying a word, but her cheeks seemed to be a little flushed?

The man sighed silently. As a person who had experienced it, he knew very well that his daughter would be worried about the young man in front of him for a long time in the future.

But if you think about it carefully, it's normal. Who would be indifferent to the mysterious means of this man in front of him?

I'm afraid not.

Chen Chao asked: "Is the chance of encountering that giant fish high?"

For fishermen, encountering those giant fish just once is almost like walking through the gates of hell, but for those monks who have achieved success in cultivation, those giant fish are not necessarily that scary.

If fishermen encounter those giant fish every time they go out to sea, and those giant fish also attack fishermen, then Chen Chao will probably have to organize monks to go out to sea to encircle and suppress those giant fish.

In the past years, it has always been those ordinary people who have supported the monks in this world, but now, things have actually changed quietly.

The monks have to do something for their weak compatriots.

The man shook his head, "It's very difficult. It's rare to encounter it once in ten or eight years. Compared with the wind and waves on the sea, the Dragon King is nothing."

The probability of encountering wind and waves at sea is much higher than the probability of encountering the Dragon King.

Chen Chao hummed, glanced at the stormy waves in the distance, and asked, "Are you still fishing today?"

The man smiled bitterly and said, "If it weren't for you, we would all die here today, so why would we still fish?"

Chen Chao smiled and said, "It's just a little effort, not worth mentioning, but I really have to go."

The man was stunned when he heard this, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it, so he had to look at Chen Chao like this.

"Don't worry, you won't die if I leave."

Chen Chao jumped onto the small boat before, and the hemp rope broke. The boat went towards the waves, but it was not overturned by the waves, but opened a path abruptly, so that the waves only roared on both sides of the boat.

Standing on the boat, Chen Chao looked at the fishing boat over there, which was still outside the wind and rain at this moment.

"I drank a bowl of fish soup from you and gave you some gifts."

Chen Chao spoke lightly on the boat, and then suddenly a large number of fish crashed out of the sea and fell towards the fishing boat.

This scene, in the eyes of the man, was a real wonder.

Soon, a fishing boat was piled with fish.

There was almost no place to step.

The man was grateful.

Chen Chao just waved his sleeves.

A majestic aura rose from the sea, like a tide, and hit the fishing boat. In just a moment, the fishing boat swept forward. It seemed that it would reach the shore in a short time.

Chen Chao stood on the boat, waved slightly, and then turned around and entered the wind and rain.

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The sudden huge wind and waves on the sea actually caused many fishing boats to suffer, especially those fishing boats closer to the fog.

Fortunately, those on the periphery were spared.

Chen Chao kept moving forward in the wind and rain. If there were any survivors when he encountered an overturned fishing boat, he would send them away. After a lot of trouble, there were about dozens of people.

Only dozens of people were rescued, and no one knows how many people were not saved.

Chen Chao felt a little heavy.

Only as he got further away from the coast, this feeling was slightly relieved.

The wind and rain suddenly dissipated, and the stormy waves on the sea were no longer there, leaving only calm.

The sea breeze blew through Chen Chao's clothes, making some rustling sounds.

But Chen Chao had not seen the so-called white fog yet.

In those legends, if you want to enter that fairy sea, you have to cross the white fog, but in the past many years, there has been no cultivator who has stepped into the Fuyun realm, and only one person has successfully crossed this white fog.

That person is called Wuyang.

Now that Chen Chao has crossed that realm, he is not worried about this kind of thing.

There were some ripples on the sea in the distance, and a giant fish slowly appeared.

It was really too big, and the fins on both sides were almost as big as an ordinary large ship. At a glance, the whole body was probably more than a hundred feet.

Chen Chao frowned slightly.

Although he had not read much, he remembered that there was a widely circulated article written by Daozu that recorded that there was a big fish called Kun in the so-called North Sea.

Daozu described it as "unknown how many thousands of miles long it was".

However, no one knows where the so-called North Sea is now. As for such a big fish, no one has ever actually seen it.

What's more, the Taoist ancestor later said that the giant fish would turn into a roc.

Although the giant fish in front of him was much larger than the one he had seen on the fishing boat before, it was not the same size as the legendary giant fish.

However, Chen Chao quickly squinted his eyes, because when the giant fish approached, he saw a middle-aged Taoist standing on the back of the fish.

The Taoist was wearing a gray Taoist robe, with some beard, a lotus crown on his head, and a whisk in his hand.

At first glance, there is really no difference between this and the so-called immortal.

Chen Chao stood in the boat and watched the giant fish slowly come to his side and then hover until he was not far away from the middle-aged Taoist man. The distance between the two of them was only a few feet.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Chen Chao in front of him, and Chen Chao was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other, neither of them speaking in a hurry.

After a moment, the Taoist in gray robe slowly spoke, "Your connection with the mortal world is still intact. I would like to advise you not to go any further."

Chen Chao smiled after hearing this, "How does the Taoist master know that my mortal bond is still intact?"

The gray-robed Taoist said: "You have reached a state of cultivation like yours, but you still can't let go of the life and death of ordinary people. You spend so much time and effort to do this. How can you say that you are wholeheartedly pursuing the great road?"

Chen Chao frowned slightly, "Is it possible that practicing cultivation means cutting off love and sex?"

The gray-robed Taoist said calmly: "The sea of ​​suffering has been fully explained. If you can't let go, the road to the other side will be extremely difficult. Don't you know?"

Chen Chao shook his head and said with a smile: "This junior has been practicing too much in his life, but he has still reached this stage."

The gray-robed Taoist said indifferently, "Although you may be able to reach the end of Wangyou due to luck and coincidence, you cannot cross the next step, even if you are so young."

Speaking of his youth, the gray-robed Taoist's eyes flashed with appreciation. It was rare for someone as young as Chen Chao to reach this level, even over there.

It's just that this is a good thing and a bad thing. If you have too little experience, you will not know the truth of the great truth. If you cannot have an epiphany later, you will inevitably waste time in the same place.

Chen Chao asked: "Taoist Priest, I can't cross the Immortal Sea. Is it the Taoist Priest's decision?"

The gray-robed Taoist glanced at Chen Chao and said indifferently: "If you insist, Pindao will not block your way, but you must know that Pindao represents a truly good place. If Pindao I don’t like you, and if I don’t lead you there, you will just die under the white mist.”

Chen Chao smiled and said, "It's not something that Taoist priest has to worry about. I heard that there seems to be someone who has crossed the white mist in this realm, right?"

After hearing this, the gray-robed Taoist was silent for a moment, frowned and said, "That's not the same thing."

He naturally knew about Wu Wei, and he also knew the ins and outs of the matter. At that time, after Wu Wei passed through the white mist, he should have gone to the Immortal Island to find a sect to practice, but he always stayed on the periphery. In the end, although he still broke through , leaving again does not actually break the rules.

But when he passed through the white fog, it was actually very difficult given his condition. If someone hadn't secretly helped him, it would have been impossible.

But since that matter was against the rules, no one would point it out.

When the gray-robed Taoist was deep in thought, Chen Chao was actually getting information based on these words of the gray-robed Taoist. The Taoist in front of him looked more like someone from some sect who had come down from the mountain to recruit disciples. He looked very talented and suitable. Those who cross the sea will be accepted into the sect, and they can also take them into the white mist. Doesn't this reduce a lot of risks?

However, in the eyes of the gray-robed Taoist in front of him, he was the kind of person who was not suitable.

Chen Chao didn't care about this either.

"Since you are so stubborn, just do it yourself."

The gray-robed Taoist said a word and urged the giant fish under him to turn around and leave.

"Taoist Priest, the storm just now was caused by Taoist Priest, right?"

Chen Chao suddenly spoke.

"That's right, I'm just trying you. Unfortunately, your worldly connection is still intact and you are full of worldly desires."

The gray-robed Taoist shook his head, still a little regretful.

"Wait a minute."

Hearing Chen Chao's voice behind him, the gray-robed Taoist originally thought that he was going to ask for help again, but he didn't expect that Chen Chao said: "In this case, Taoist Master, don't leave."

"how?"

The gray-robed Taoist became a little angry.

Chen Chao said calmly: "Seeking justice for the dead fishermen."

"It's a joke. These ordinary people will die if they die. What's the point of justice?"

The gray-robed Taoist laughed angrily.

Chen Chao looked at the gray-robed Taoist in front of him and rolled up his sleeves, "You deserve to die if you continue to say such things."