Chapter 114 Going to sea Sun Yueyue and Zhao Kong also went somewhere unknown. They took out their flutes, played Wugui, and slowly left the Wanfa Sect... Chen Huaian and the old cow did not return to the village. There was no need for him to go back. He bought what he wanted and carried it on the old cow's back. There was no need to go back. "Lao Niu, look at the map and see how long we have left." The old cow took out the map and looked at it for a while, then said, "Moo." (It's probably still three or four months away.) "Full speed ahead." "Moo." (It's easy to talk while standing, so you can carry me.) "Then walk slowly." Lao Niu: "..." …… After mid-April... It was winter now; At the seaside in winter, the waves are no longer as hot and noisy as in summer. They gently hit the beach, rolling up wave after wave. The sea breeze was cold and blew across the sea, raising a thin layer of mist. The sky in the distance was gloomy and dark, connecting with the sea to form a vast expanse.
On the beach, the scattered shells and conches looked particularly lonely in the cold wind. The reefs on the shore were eroded by the sea, leaving mottled traces. At the seaside in winter, there are no bustling crowds, only the silent sea and the never-ending ebb and flow of the tide. Chen Huaian took off his straw hat and felt the biting cold wind. Lao Niu stood beside him. They did not feel cold, not because they could not feel the temperature, but because their strength had long since made them not afraid of ordinary cold. "It seems that going to sea is not a one-day job. Old Cow, we have to take it slow. The first step is to build a boat." "Moo." (You build the boat, I cook, each doing his own thing.) "no problem." After saying that, the man and the cow got busy. There was no shortage of food at the seaside, but it was winter, so it would be particularly cold. But this was nothing to Chen Huaian and Lao Niu. Chen Huaian cut down trees to build a boat, while Lao Niu went into the sea to catch fish. Although it was Lao Niu's first time to go to the sea, he felt like a fish in water and could even swim with the doggy paddle. In the evening, they drank delicious sea fish soup. Because it was the winter solstice, it was difficult for the old cow to catch fish. Fortunately, it was not afraid of the cold, otherwise it might not have had dinner. "Moo." (How long does it take to build a ship?) The old cow asked. Chen Huaian finished a bowl of soup and replied, "It will take about two months. You should store up dry food during these two months." "Moo." (OK.) After Chen Huaian finished speaking, he took out his flute and played "No Return". The sound of the flute was melodious, but no one listened. Fortunately, Lao Niu likes to listen. …… Two months passed quickly, and today was the day they set out to sea. Chen Huaian didn't think he would be able to find Penglai in the first year, so it took him two months. If it was not to be used for a long time, he could have done it in half a month. "Old Cow, get on board." "Moo." (Get on board.) "Is the dry food ready?" "Moo." (Ready.) "Don't just make fish food. We'll get tired of it sooner or later when we're drifting on the sea." "Moo." (The old cow will do the work, just rest assured.) Chen Huaian nodded, and then got on the boat with Lao Niu. Chen Huaian was not afraid of not being able to drive the ship. He had set up many formations inside it to drive it with spiritual power. If it required manpower, how could he and Lao Niu row such a big ship? Chen Huaian stood on the boat. Winter had not yet passed and heavy snow was still falling from the sky, but this had no effect on the sea surface except that it was cold. But this had no effect on Chen Huaian and Lao Niu. The sea was rough, with waves rolling up, but Chen Huaian's boat remained motionless, moving steadily on the sea.
In fact, Chen Huaian didn't know which direction to go. He was now wandering around like a headless fly. Penglai was too mysterious and could not be found just by looking for it. Penglai is too much about fate. Those who are destined to meet will naturally meet it, and you may even meet it during an ordinary voyage to the sea. But if you are not destined to find it, you may not find it even if you search for it all your life. "Forget it. There's no use thinking too much. It's better to just play music and feel free." He has spent less time playing music in the past two months. He has spent most of his time on shipbuilding, and he also has to carve formations at night. He really has very little time. [Name: Chen Huaian, Age: 40] [Lifespan: 366, Bones: Ordinary] [Kung Fu: LV8 Phantom Sword Technique (66%)] [Skill: No Return] [Level: LV8 (86/100)] 【Current effects: increase life span, dredge meridians, Drive away the tide and warm the body, improve your understanding, pray to the gods and ask for divination, and paint in ink and color. 】 [Asking for divination: Divination is conducted every day, and can be divided into small good luck, good luck, great good luck, small bad luck, bad luck, and great bad luck. ] 【Ink and Color: Use the power of the spirit to paint ink landscapes.】 [Today’s lifespan increase: two hours] [Disease: epileptic laughter disorder, which can be gradually treated by Bie Wugui. Current treatment progress: 61%] After playing the song, Chen Huaian took out his walking stick. He looked at the patterns on the walking stick, which were a little puzzling. Those were the patterns that appeared when his epileptic fit exceeded 50%. He still hasn't figured out the patterns on it, but he feels it is extremely magical. It was engraved with golden patterns that looked like they came from the sky, and it was incredibly marvelous, with an infinite rhythm of Taoism. If it weren't for the patterns on it, it might have taken him three days or longer to chop the light screen into pieces. By then, Sun Yueyue was dead, Zhao Kong's emotions were gone, and everything was irreversible. “I really don’t know where the system will lead me.” Chen Huaian looked at the panel and his own age. He felt that if he continued like this, he might become a thousand-year-old turtle. Thinking of this, Chen Huaian quickly shook his head, "How could I be a cuckold? I should be a mortal immortal with a celestial spirit." Chen Huaian was quite satisfied with his idea and couldn't help laughing. Lao Niu looked at Chen Huaian's sudden smile and looked at him as if he was a fool. Chen Huaian felt the strange gaze of Lao Niu. He knew that Lao Niu was not an ordinary cow. If you counted roughly, Lao Niu had been with him for almost twenty years. Twenty years is almost the limit for a normal cow, but the old cow does not look old at all, but is very strong. "Is this old cow going to become a turtle like me... No, is he going to become a mortal immortal?" The old cow lay on the side, resting with his eyes closed. Chen Huaian smiled slightly, "This is also good. If I really live forever, how lonely it would be without anyone to accompany me." Chen Huaian knew that he might not live forever, but his life would be long. Who would be by his side then? Shangguan Yunxi? Murong Wan'er? Xu Changyin? Or Chu Zang?
They are all cultivators with long lifespans. Chen Huaian would not think about other ordinary people because they are destined to be just passing through life. And they are not as good as Lao Niu. After all, Lao Niu is the person who has been with him the longest and is someone Chen Huaian has long regarded as a relative. "Well, I can look around the world and try my luck." Chen Huaian likes this kind of life very much. He does things as he pleases, puts an end to the injustices in the world, travels the world, and becomes a real immortal in the mortal world. (End of this chapter)