The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 796

Chapter 796: Chapter 793: Celebrating the Festival Chapter 796: Chapter 793: Celebrating the Festival “Since Miss Li is still waiting for someone, it's not necessary to bother her. Let's have Martial Friend Wu lead the way. We'll be around your sect for a while anyway. We can catch up anytime.” Shen Luo smiled and said.

“Well… okay then.” Li Shu slightly hesitated and nodded.

After bidding goodbye, WuMing took Shen Luo and another person into the thatched cottage.

The cottage was simply furnished with only an Eight Immortals Table and four long benches, with tea set in the middle. WuMing didn't offer them seats but directly led them towards the back door of the cottage.

As they passed through the door, the brightness of the sky rushed clear. It was no longer the bleak appearance of lonely islands in the blue sea that they had seen outside.

Outside the cottage was a white stone square nearly a hundred feet in size, with buildings constructed on either side. It was bustling with people wearing attire bearing the symbol of Mount Putuo passing back and forth.

The terrain the square was gradually rising, forming a mountain peak nearly a hundred feet high, a spiral mountain path was built according to the topography, extending to the top of the peak.

Halfway up the mountain, there was a quite flat cliff, hanging a few Mount Putuo disciples. They were holding hammers and chisels, knocking and hammering on the mountain wall, seemingly carving murals.

Shen Luo recognized it carefully. Judging from the silhouette that has already been carved, it seemed to be a picture of Buddha preaching.

“Why do the disciples of Putuo have such coursework?” He couldn't help but ask.

After hearing his words, WuMing glanced at the cliff and sneered:

“These people? They are nothing more than servants who come to Putuo Mountain to work. How could they be our Putuo disciples? Are they good enough?”

“Buddha said all beings are equal. As fellow disciples of the Sangha, how can you talk like that?” Bai Xiaotian frowned, hearing this.

Although he did not become a monk, he still adhered to Buddhist doctrine, so he felt annoyed at WuMing's words.

Hearing this, WuMing sneered and remained silent.

Bai Xiaotian wanted to respond, but Shen Luo shook his head at him, so he gave up.

The two of them followed WuMing around the peak of Star Island and came to the other side of the island, looking forward to the sea.

We can see the desolate mist and fog on the sea, with the vague outlines of mountains and islands visible in the distance, each far apart from each other.

“This is the Virtual Barrier Sea. The sea surface has several mist barriers. They are harmless, only capable of making people lose their sense of direction. Therefore, one cannot fly arbitrarily here. Only when we Putuo disciples guide you on a Stepping Sea Boat can you cross the sea.” WuMing said.

“Thanks for the help.” Shen Luo replied.

Upon hearing this, WuMing waved his hand, and a small black boat about six feet long appeared on the coast in front of him. The sides of the hull were engraved with a pattern resembling water waves, making it look very delicate.

“Let's go.” After WuMing finished speaking, he jumped onto the boat first.

Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian followed immediately and stood on the Stepping Sea Boat.

One-handedly, WuMing casted a magic spell, pointing at the boat, and a strand of mana was introduced to it.

The sea wave pattern on the boat immediately lit up, automatically directing the sea water on both sides to the rear, and the hull shook slightly, carrying Shen Luo and the others towards the sea.

The small boat was neither fast nor slow, and soon it left Star Island and entered the sea fog.

The fog was thick on the sea. Shen Luo tried a little bit and found that the fog could block people's divine sense. Once you enter it, the line of sight is blocked, and the divine sense will be hindered, and it is not easy to identify the direction.

“Don't bother trying. Even the divine sense of a cultivator from the True Immortal Realm may not be able to break through this mist. You guys, don't hold your breath.” Without guessing, WuMing knew what Shen Luo and the others were trying to do, so he said first.

“Is this also your sect's protective array?” Hearing the words, Shen Luo retracted his divine sense and said.

“Not exactly. This sea area was once a battlefield in the Ancient Gods and Demons War. There are many hidden reefs and ocean trenches on the bottom of the sea, the sea surface has mist barriers covering, which often lead to ship sinking and disappearing here. Later, the Bodhisattva made a wish and used her great power to move Mount Putuo and the eighteen sub-mountains. The mountains were moved into the sea for the current layout. The array formed by the eighteen sub-mountains is the protective array.” WuMing deigned to explain in response to his words.

“I see, with Mount Putuo at the helm, it just so happens to suppress this strange sea area. If any ships pass by, they will be guided away from here by the array, so there won't be any shipwreck tragedies anymore.” Shen Luo nodded and said.

“Although this is not a protective array, it is still a barrier for our sect. Some traps have been laid out in the sea. If any insignificant people want to forcibly sneak in, they would be…”

WuMing didn't finish his words when the Stepping Sea Boat below suddenly hit a reef with a “dong” sound. He was thrown forward and fell straight into the sea.

Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian stumbled but quickly stabilized. They didn't fall off the boat.

But when they looked at the sea again, they couldn't see WuMing anywhere.

“Ha, Shen Luo, do you have any issues with this kid? As soon as we arrived, we got such a big surprise.” Bai Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh when he saw this and asked.

“We had a bit of a conflict before, but I didn't expect him to hold such a long grudge.” Shen Luo was also somewhat at a loss whether to cry or to laugh.

“Now that he's dumped us here, what should we do?” Bai Xiaotian spread his hands and asked.

“Can your Fish-shaped Talisman still be used?” Shen Luo asked.

“This thing is pointed towards Mount Putuo. It worked outside, but we're inside now, it's useless.” Bai Xiaotian raised his wrist and laughed.

“Then we're out of ideas. We'll have to rely on ourselves. But this mist is indeed odd, it seems that what WuMing said before wasn't all false, and we'd be better not to fly recklessly.” Shen Luo looked around, he could not see any other figure over the vast sea area, he said.

“Of course.” Bai Xiaotian nodded in agreement.

Shen Luo squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the front, pointed at the void above the boat, and infused mana into it.

The charm on the boat lit up slightly, the hull trembled a little, but did not move forward.

Shen Luo hesitated slightly, his internal mana surged abruptly, and he infused double the mana into the small boat.

The light on the boat brightened suddenly, the hull jerked forward, it directly crossed the reef in front and headed towards the sea below.

Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian weren't steady and almost fell into the sea.

In a critical moment, Shen Luo resorted to Water Techniques, brought over a water wave, supported the boat's body, and finally landed safely.