“Where do we go to Nanzhanzhou?”

As the middle of the journey, Qingque seemed to have thought of something.

Zhou Shu thought for a while and said, "If you want to go to Donghai, you have gone too much... Why don't we go to the Sea of ​​Death?"

"Sea of ​​Death?"

Qingque was slightly stunned, then laughed, "Okay, let me listen to you, thank you for not mentioning the Taiyin Mountains."

Although Dongshengzhou and Nanzhanzhou are adjacent, it is not easy to go. There are generally three ways to get rid of special methods such as the secret realm. One is to go from the sea, from the East China Sea to the South China Sea. This is relatively least risky, and the Nascent Soul Realm can be used. Most immortals do this, but the distance is the most distant;

Second, cross the Taiyin Mountains. Nanzhanzhou is south of the Taiyin Mountains. After reaching the realm of Transformation of Gods, this path is the fastest and less dangerous. However, for Qingque, this path is not suitable because she is a natural body of 100 souls. The body of 100 souls can use the soul well and enhance the consciousness, but is extremely sensitive to the soul. If there are too many souls in the outside world, it will have a great impact on her. Not to mention it, her strength will drop a lot. This is also the weakness of the body of 100 souls. Zhou Shu understood this, so he did not mention this;

The third is to walk through the sea of ​​death among the four continents.

The Sea of ​​Death is located in the center of Xuanhuang World. It turned out to be the location of Kunlun Mountain. However, after the collapse of the Tower of Tongtian, Kunlun Mountain also landed with it. The original connecting to the Tianshan Mountains became an unfathomable deep sea. The place where the spiritual energy in Xuanhuang World was most prosperous also became a dead place without a trace of spiritual energy.

The Sea of ​​Death connects four continents, but few people go to other continents through the Sea of ​​Death.

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "Qingque, have you ever been to the Sea of ​​Death?"

"No," Qingque shook his head and said frankly, "I went to other states from Penglai Island. I thought about going there, but it was always delayed later. However, Xuanhu had been there. I heard that there was no trace of spiritual energy or any creatures there, and there seemed to be no need to go there, so I didn't want to go again."

"Well, that's what I heard."

Zhou Shu nodded gently, "I don't have many introductions to the Sea of ​​Death in the classics. Most of them are just a few words. I believe that there are very few immortal cultivators who have been there. There is neither spiritual energy nor monsters, and it doesn't make much sense to go there. But I think, in this case, there will be no danger there. Sea of ​​Death, it shouldn't be said that you will die after you go?"

"Of course not," Qingque smiled and shook his head, "The Sea of ​​Death does not mean that all the cultivators who went there died, it is not like that. As for the classics, there are few mentions, and few cultivators go to it. That is because for human cultivators, it is a place of taboos and sadness. Countless elite cultivators were destroyed by the catastrophe of the sky, and the pattern of the Xuanhuang world changed, and the decline of tens of thousands of years of cultivating the world arose. Every time I think of it, cultivators always avoid talking about it and will not write it into the classics. If they had no choice, they would not want to go there."

Zhou Shu nodded, "I understand, then if we are on the way, it should be suitable."

"What I listen to is that we will leave. If you have any questions, please ask me."

The green bird smiled and nodded, leading the green clouds to fly southwest.

There was nothing going on, or it was free and easy. The two of them were drinking and talking about everything. Of course, they were not all fun. They also had many discussions and confirmations about the various magic techniques they learned, and they complemented each other. Although Zhou Shu had gained a lot, Qingque might have obtained more. Zhou Shu's erudition in magic techniques surprised her, and unconsciously, she admired Zhou Shu a lot more.

In a short while, the two of them have reached the brink of Dongshengzhou.

It was the end of the boundless desert. Within tens of thousands of miles, there was no existence of creatures. There was a vast yellow sand everywhere, and in the distance of the yellow sand was a quiet sea.

Sea of ​​Death.

The Sea of ​​Death is extremely wide and extremely calm, without any slight waves. It looks like a flat mirror, a dark blue mirror, the surrounding scenery, and the clouds in the sky, bit by bit, are all clearly presented on the sea surface.

Standing on the blue clouds, Qingque couldn't help but sigh, "This sea of ​​death is much more beautiful than the East China Sea."

"Um."

Zhou Shu nodded slightly, only with a serious expression, "It's not as calm as it appears... Qingque, you can feel it too. The sea surface seems to be blocked by something, and the spiritual sense cannot be detected. It will disappear as soon as it touches it. It's very strange."

“That’s how it is.”

Qingque nodded and explained, "It's not something, it's actually sea water. Xuanhu has experimented with it. The sea water of the Sea of ​​Death can absorb all spiritual power, essence, spiritual consciousness, etc., but I don't know the specific reason. I can only say that it was deliberately done by the way of heaven. If the cultivator accidentally falls down, his cultivation will be drained soon and becomes a mortal... Therefore, the sea of ​​Death is also called the Sea of ​​Destroyment, and it is the mortal enemy of the cultivator," she smiled and joked, "If you want to become a mortal again, you can give it a try."

"I see."

Zhou Shu seemed to have some realization, "I didn't expect that there is such a place in the Xuanhuang world..."

Qingque thought for a while and said, "Well, I discussed with Xuanhu that the great disaster of destruction that was brought down was really tragic. At that time, the Heavenly Dao wanted to let all the cultivators who disobeyed him die. And the sea of ​​death still exists, which is also a warning. The Heavenly Dao wanted to show that as long as he was there, the cultivators should not want to cross him and leave the Xuanhuang Continent. This is something he would never tolerate."

"Is that..."

Zhou Shu nodded thoughtfully, with a hint of mocking smile on his lips, "He really regards himself as the master of the Xuanhuang World."

"If it's not, he is indeed."

Qingque shook his head and showed a bit of solemnity, "We may not care much about the way of heaven, but we must also admit this. In the Xuanhuang world, he is indeed the only master. If we want to ascend to immortality, we must also abide by his rules, otherwise..." She glanced at Zhou Shu and shook her head gently, "It's better not to violate him."

Compared with other immortal cultivators, Qingque is already unrestrained. She is not afraid of the way of heaven, but she still has a lot of awe.

Zhou Shu smiled, but still didn't care too much. He really had no awe or respect for the way of heaven. He always had this. Besides, he had made up his mind to violate the rules of the way of heaven and do things that his predecessors had not done. He originally planned to wait for a better opportunity, but the invasion of alien race disrupted the plan. Now it's only a hundred years, and he doesn't care much about it.

Qingque looked at him, as if he understood his thoughts, but he shook his head slightly and said nothing.

Zhou Shu turned around and looked at the deep blue sea of ​​death, saying thoughtfully, "This is the place of spiritual destruction. Will the heavenly way be hidden here?"

"Heavenly way is here?"

Qingque looked shocked, "What are you talking nonsense, how can you be?"

Only her eyes looked at the sea water unconsciously, as if under the terrible sea water, there was really a great enemy of the cultivator.
Chapter completed!