Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

The thousands of fishermen on the island were stunned for a moment, then knelt down in unison.

Some people were kowtowing, some were lying on the ground crying loudly, and some were looking up at Lin Zhao.

But spiritual power also attracted other things.

This blue lotus, several miles in size, could barely be considered a first-tier spiritual object, and soon demonic beasts swam over.

The mortals began to scream.

They usually hunted first-tier demonic beasts, but only one or two at a time, and each time there were many casualties. Unless absolutely necessary, mortals would not easily confront demonic beasts.

There are at least dozens of monstrous figures churning in the water now.

Lin Zhao frowned.

He failed to consider that strength attracts power.

He raised his hand again, channeling his spiritual power and sword intent into the wooden island.

On the island, relying on the blue lotus below, green sword grass sprouted from the soil and cracks in the wood.

Three thousand sword grass plants, each only about three feet tall, with narrow, straight leaves that resemble small, green swords stuck in the ground.

Sword energy flowed among the grass blades, and the faint sound of swords echoed.

If the previous Azure Lotus was barely worthy of being called a first-tier spiritual object, then this Sword Grass is undoubtedly a first-tier spiritual object.

Or rather, it's more like a naturally grown first-tier magic weapon.

Three thousand sword grasses surround the wooden island, forming a sword array. The sword intents intertwine, and as soon as a demonic beast gets close, it is forcibly forced back by the sword energy.

A foolish, peak-level first-tier demonic beast charged in and was struck by dozens of sword energies simultaneously. It let out a miserable howl and fell into the water.

These sword herbs, imbued with his sword intent, will remain for at least a hundred years.

And the island itself can also nourish and repair the sword grass.

Unless attacked by a second-tier Foundation Establishment level demonic beast, these thousands of fishermen can protect themselves with sword grass.

Lin Zhao condensed this information into a telepathic message and sent it into the consciousness of an elderly leader below.

The man shuddered, then suddenly looked up at the sky.

Lin Zhao added, "These things are also valuable to cultivators. They should be disposed of properly after the storm."

He gave them the ability to survive and the power to protect themselves.

What path they take in the future, whether they hand over these things, keep them, or sell them, is their own business.

He can't keep helping forever.

As the heavens move with strength, so should we strive unceasingly to improve ourselves.

Lin Zhao turned around, transformed into a streak of light, and disappeared above the clouds.

Unbeknownst to him, many years later, these islanders, relying on lotus and sword grass, roamed the Tongming River.

By slaying demons and monsters, they exchanged various cultivation techniques and resources, and gradually became a small cultivation sect.

More than a thousand years later, a disciple with exceptional talent emerged and cultivated all the way to the Core Formation stage.

He refined and upgraded the wooden island, forging it into a third-tier sword pool magic treasure, which became famous throughout the region under the name "Azure Lotus".

Of course, that wooden island no longer exists.

The law of cause and effect is indeed a wondrous thing.

If you casually scatter a seed, no one knows what kind of flower it will bloom into in the future.

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The Azure Lotus clone continued to swim downstream.

After making this move, he sensed some changes; Lin Zhao's divine sense began to grow at an accelerated pace.

After Lin Zhao formed his core, his divine sense broke through to the peak of the mid-stage of core formation in one fell swoop, and then it slowed down.

This rate of growth is normal—divine sense is inherently more difficult to improve than cultivation level.

However, during the year or so that Qinglian's clone traveled freely outside, its sword intent did not increase much, but the divine sense of its main body seemed to have been touched by something.

It is estimated that once his cultivation level breaks through to the mid-stage of Core Formation, his divine sense will be able to smoothly enter the late-stage of Core Formation.

Lin Zhao has been cultivating for less than a hundred years.

I still have to go out.

No wonder many of those old monsters who were trying to reach the Nascent Soul stage or facing the Dao Transformation Tribulation chose to wander in the mortal world.

Some things cannot be obtained through seclusion.

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The spirit boat did not stop.

The river widened again ahead. The mountains on both sides receded into the distance, and the view suddenly opened up.

On the horizon, where the water meets the sky, a faint blue line appears.

It just lay there quietly at the edge of the world.

We've arrived at the Endless Sea of ​​Demons.

Lin Zhao had heard too many stories about the Endless Demon Sea.

The monsters are endless, and the deeper one goes, the more terrifying they become. Some have even seen colossal beasts, tens of thousands of feet tall, comparable to Nascent Soul Heavenly Lords.

The sea is not only fraught with natural dangers such as storms, ghost fog, and undercurrents, but also with eerie mirages that can bewitch the mind without one even realizing it.

But danger is accompanied by various opportunities; it is a paradise for adventurers, but also a graveyard for the vast majority.

Moreover, sea travel is completely different from land travel.

Sea breezes, water currents, and even the flow of spiritual energy in the air can interfere with direction and spiritual perception.

Although he has reached the Core Formation stage and possesses a certain degree of self-protection, if he gets lost at sea and is trapped for hundreds or thousands of years, the trouble will be immense, and what's the point of traveling then?

First, go to Baichuan Immortal City, the last immortal city in Yunzhou near the Endless Demon Sea.

Once you get there, find a reliable team to go out to sea with.

Before venturing out alone, one must first familiarize oneself with the demon-hunting life in the endless sea of ​​demons.

As for whether the team will turn against each other in the future due to interests—Qinglian's clone is a sword cultivator, so why should she be afraid of that?

Lin Zhao flew tens of thousands of miles eastward, and a familiar silhouette appeared on the shore.

The sect's third-tier important site, Zhenhai Cliff.

This is an important gateway to the sea for Yunzhou, and the core industry here is the same—shipbuilding.

Especially ocean-going ships,

First-class sea ships are tens of feet long, second-class ships can reach a hundred feet, and third-class sea ships are at least three hundred feet long, with some reaching nearly a thousand feet.

Although its speed is far inferior to that of other spirit ships of the same level, its large size allows it to carry more cultivators and supplies.

It is better able to withstand sea storms and attacks from monsters, which is the fundamental guarantee for long voyages.

Lin Zhao gazed at this familiar and important place, recalling some events from the past.

When he was building his foundation, he came here on a mission to investigate a sect's True Person Canglang, and he even "luckily found" nine drops of Azure Jade Spirit Water.

Originally intended for use when forming the Golden Core, but later I obtained a third-tier spirit water condensed from a hundred drops of complete Azure Jade Spirit Water.

Those nine drops of spiritual water have never been used and are still being nurtured on Zhaoyang Peak.

His plan was the same as that of the Canglang Zhenren back then: to gather twelve complete third-grade Qingyu spiritual waters and condense them into a third-grade superior Qingyu spiritual liquid, which would provide an additional boost to his future breakthrough to the late stage of Core Formation.

He concealed his breathing.

The docks and urban areas surrounding Zhenhai Cliff remain unchanged.

Lin Zhao walked along the familiar street for a while and arrived at the teahouse he had visited years ago.

There were still empty seats by the window on the second floor, so he sat down, ordered a few dishes of spiritual food, and looked down while eating.

He ate for a long time.

A boy peeked out from the stairwell, looked around, and then his gaze settled on him.

The boy looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, with a cultivation level of the first stage of Qi Refining.

He was dressed in a faded gray cloth shorts, his eyes darting around, revealing a precocious cleverness.

He leaned closer to the table and asked in a low voice, "Senior, are you going to sea? I have information on all the fleets that have recently set sail from Zhenhai Cliff. I only need ten Soul Shards."

Lin Zhao paused with her chopsticks, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

A guide.

interesting.

During his teenage years, when he lived in Qingfengfang City, he also considered doing this kind of work.