Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 295 Cave in the Lake, Haibodhi

A strong sense of dizziness hit my heart.

Ling Yunpo only felt that his consciousness was separated from his body, and he was falling rapidly, falling, falling into the endless abyss.

Suddenly, a hand as white as jade stretched out from above and grabbed his arm tightly.

Ling Yunpo looked up in a daze, and saw a pretty girl looking at him anxiously.

The girl has a very recognizable oval face, slightly baby fat, but not fat, and looks extremely cute with bright eyes and white teeth.

Ling Yunpo can confirm that he has never seen her.

Then, he woke up.

Are you okay? Kunlun Mirror said guiltily, Illusion is a bit troublesome, and it took a little longer to crack.

I'm fine. Ling Yunpo shook his head, and then turned his attention around, This is...

I saw him being carried by a group of little monsters, bumping up and down and walking forward.

These monsters... seem to be all water monsters, some have big claws of shrimps, some have giant claws of crabs, some have hard shells of turtles, and some have scales and tentacles of fishes. One exception is - the cultivation base of the realm is extremely low, and the highest is only the Qi refining stage.

Of course, this is also a matter of course.

Ever since all the high-ranking monster races in the Divine Land were expelled to the Eastern Emperor's Realm by the human race, all that remained were crooked melons and split dates, who became spirits on their own.

After finally cultivating to the Huafu stage, once he transforms into a form and crosses the tribulation, he will immediately stir up a hundred miles around, and then attract human monks from various sects to chase and kill him. Daoist Jindan first, then Elder Yuanying, Elder Yuanying can't beat you? The fairy came.

Ling Yunpo's divine sense swept over them again and again, but the fish, shrimp, turtle and crab didn't notice anything, they just walked forward with a yell.

Expanding his consciousness again, he found that An Zhisu was ahead, also being carried forward by a bunch of monsters.

As for Lin Duanshan, Duan Fenhai, Guan Shanyue and others, they were scattered among the little monsters on the left, right and rear, without exception.

Is this going to tie us up and eat them? Ling Yunpo frowned and thought.

No, according to the forerunner, any monk who entered the misty forest should come out unharmed.

He decided to wait and see what happened, and at the same time secretly prepared the Jue.

If you encounter a dragon in the aquarium behind, then use the arctic thunder to kill them; if there are all fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs, then use the five elements of divine light to sweep them to death.

To deal with water monsters, I have too many trump cards!

About half an hour later, Ling Yunpo saw that the surrounding trees became thinner and the fog thinned down.

There is a lake in the forest in front of it, and it doesn't look small, at least the spiritual sense swept over and didn't sweep the other side.

On the muddy and rocky beach by the lake, a simple and ugly altar has been built with wood, mud and reed grass.

A murloc—Ling Yunpo doesn't know how to describe it, so it can't be called Naga—the upper body is in the shape of a human, but with scales, gills and fish fins, and the lower body is a snake tail, holding a delicate jade scepter in his hand , posing with arms outstretched, embracing the sun.

Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! it said loudly.

Gulu Gulu! said the fish, shrimp, turtles and crabs.

Are they talking? Or are they calling? Ling Yunpo asked doubtfully.

This is an ancient language of the Shui tribe. Kunlun Jing said strangely, And it's the accent of the Baishi Reef in the South China Sea... I'll try to translate it.

Ah Jing's translation was very rubbish, with jerks and broken teeth, but Ling Yunpo could finally understand roughly with his excellent listening skills.

I only heard the murloc priest say:

Great! Holy! Sublime! Ancestral land! Salt! Salt! Salt!

The fish, shrimp, turtle, crab and demons put it much simpler:

Salt! Salt! Salt!

Ling Yunpo:? ? ?

Is there something wrong with your translation, or something wrong with my understanding?

The ancient language of the Shui tribe is a simplified version of the ancient language of the Dragon tribe! Kunlun Jing argued, These little monsters have low intelligence, how can they say any complicated words?

Okay, this explanation counts as your pass... Ling Yunpo felt that it was not lying, and was about to smooth things over, when he heard the murloc priest say:

Send these five animals to the salt room! The murloc priest waved his big hand, and all the goblins cheered, rushed up, tied up the five of them, and rushed into the deep water of the lake.

If you were a mortal, you would definitely drown if you entered the lake like this, but monks don't need to breathe, so there is no problem.

These fish, shrimp, turtles and crabs jumped into the lake and dragged down the five people who were tied like rice dumplings.

I saw that although the water in the lake was clear, the bottom was extremely deep, and it was about a hundred feet deep and still not bottomed out.

Ling Yunpo was still sinking, but was suddenly pulled aside by the little monsters, and dragged into a cave.

The cave seems to be located in the depths of a volcano or near a geothermal source. The further you go inside, the hotter the surrounding water will be.

Ling Yunpo even felt anxiously that his body couldn't stand the exaggerated scorching heat, and had already begun to sweat instinctively.

...Wait, sweating?

A certain kind of enlightenment flashed through my mind like lightning.

The water spirit with a South China Sea accent lives in this freshwater lake in the inland mountains.

Salt is needed, take salt room, livestock, and most crucially sweating.

Ling Yunpo already understood everything.

After about a quarter of an hour, everyone was led into a corridor by the demons.

There are many stone rooms connected by the corridor, and the little demons threw five people into the stone room one by one, then opened the mechanism and dropped the gate.

Ling Yunpo was the last one thrown into the stone chamber. His consciousness scanned the surroundings, thinking that it was a combination of a hot spring room and a sauna room.

The door of the stone room fell heavily, so he opened his eyes and looked around.

Surrounded by bare stone walls and scalding lake water everywhere.

He felt the sweat secreting from his body quickly, and was quickly carried away by the surrounding water.

Only the body of a monk after washing his marrow can withstand this scorching heat and dehydration environment.

Ling Yunpo inspected the room carefully, and saw a small hole in the floor, where the water seemed to go.

Other than that, nothing else.

After a few more hours, Ling Yunpo suddenly heard the cry of a little demon outside:

Craft! Female! A lot of salt! Feed the secret medicine!

Ling Yunpo:? ? ?

He put his head on the stone door, and his consciousness radiated outside. Then he noticed that the little demons outside were gathering at the door of a certain stone room. He pressed the switch and opened the stone door.

And that stone room, he remembered clearly...it was the stone room where Senior Sister An was!

I saw those little demons entered the stone room, and one of them took out the wooden box and opened the lid. Inside was an orange-yellow fruit, about the size of a cherry, exuding some kind of wonderful spiritual power.

That is...Hai Bodhi?

He suddenly remembered that Luo Yan used to read miscellaneous books in the Daozang Pavilion of Yuqing Temple, and knew that in the South China Sea in ancient times, there was a kind of fruit called Haibodhi, which was made from seaweed thousands of feet deep. The cultivation base of Huafu.

However, the survival ability of this kind of seaweed is very poor, and it needs the care of the water monsters to grow.

Since a large number of monster races were driven to the Eastern Emperor's Realm, Haiputi was also completely extinct in this world.

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo poked out his consciousness again.

I saw that after An Zhisu went to the Bodhisattva Sea, his originally crystal-clear and jade-like skin slowly turned bright red.

A large amount of hot fire-type spiritual energy flowed from her meridians to her limbs and bones, and then turned around and penetrated into the sea of ​​​​qi, washing the inner wall of Yufu.

The little demons turned a blind eye to her abnormal state, just opened and closed their gills slightly, and when they noticed that the concentration of salt around them had risen to another level, they left happily and contentedly.

After all the little demons left, Ling Yunpo drew Qingping sword and dug a hole in the stone gate.

Then quietly swam out.