Douluo: My martial spirit is Venerable Dragon

On the Haima, Captain Haima handed over the sea area map to Chen Ping.

"Elder, which sea area are you going to go through?"

Looking at a large restricted area around Sea God Island, Chen Ping really wanted to cross it directly.

However, in order to ensure the safety of the crew, he gave up this crazy idea.

"Go around the waters near Sea God Island, and then head west."

"Yes, elder."

After planning the route, Chen Ping came to the deck, took out a recliner from the soul guide, and sunbathed in the sun.

"Hey, the old man found something interesting."

Guangling Douluo stood on the mast of the Seahorse, holding the Guangling Divine Bow and shooting towards the sea.

With his precision, he can kill any fish that come out of the water.

"Qianling, since you just set off now and the sea is calm, you should quickly absorb the spirit bone of the wolf in the snowy night." Chen Ping said via voice transmission.

"Ah~ There are a lot of fish here, I haven't played enough." Guangling Douluo said reluctantly.

"The fish here are too small. When we enter the deep sea, there will be many ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts there, and they are still very big. If we catch one, it will be enough for us to eat." Chen Ping suggested.

Hearing this, Guangling Douluo reluctantly agreed.

Indeed, these ten years of small fish and shrimp, shooting them does not have much sense of accomplishment.

After returning to the cabin, Chen Ping set up a soul power restriction in front of his door.

It can not only prevent the breath from being exposed, thereby avoiding the coveting of spirit beasts, but also prevent the sailors on the ship from becoming greedy.

Just out of the sea, everything on the sea is sunny and sunny.

But as time went on, the boat traveled farther and farther, and the wind and waves on the sea were no longer so friendly.

Especially at night, the sea water kept beating against the hull, making the sailors in the cabin restless.

In the morning, they all had thick dark circles under their eyes.

"Elder Chen, the sea is like this this season. There are often strong winds and waves. It will be over in a month." Captain Haima told Chen Ping about the situation.

"I'm fine. You should make arrangements for the crew to rest as soon as possible, and you and your first mate should sit in shifts. Take advantage of the calm weather during the day to catch up on sleep."

For Chen Ping and Guangling Douluo, whether they slept or not was not so important.

Even if the hull of the boat was ups and downs in the sea, Chen Ping could still keep himself steady.

"Yes, Elder Chen." In response, Captain Haima hurriedly made arrangements.

For them, the end of this journey is their destination, so the crew members have no motivation, wishing to arrive at their destination as late as possible.

However, in the next period of time, apart from being beaten by the waves, there was no soul beast attacking the Haima, so it was quite stable.

Until the sixth month after departure.

A month ago, they had just sailed past the periphery of Sea God Island.

Looking at the endless deep sea and the fear in their hearts, many crew members fell ill.

Although Guangling Douluo was very upset, without these crew members, the Haima might not be able to reach its destination.

In front of the gold coins and map of Sun Moon Continent, Guangling Douluo naturally chose to believe in Chen Ping.

However, even though Chen Ping repeatedly assured the crew that there was a continent on the other side of the sea, they still did not believe it.

There was no way, in order to improve the condition of the crew members, when they passed by an island, Chen Ping let them go ashore.

The island is huge and has a pier for boats to dock at.

But even so, there was only one old-looking ship docked at the pier.

Looking from a distance, Guangling Douluo looked at several smoke rising from the island: "Elder Chen, there should be people living on this island."

"Someone? That's great." Smiles appeared on the faces of the crew members.

At least, months apart, they could go ashore.

However, Chen Ping was a little vigilant, there was still some distance from Sea God Island.

According to the official records of the Heaven Dou Empire, Sea God Island is the end of the sea, so it is not clear whether the people living here are the prisoners of the Heaven Dou Empire, or someone else.

"Guang Ling, be careful when you go to the island. I always feel that the people living here are like pirates or criminals."

As for the fact that there were no ships docking at the pier, Chen Ping guessed that if there were pirates stationed here, there was a high probability that the other ships would have been driven out by them.

But whether it was a pirate or not, Chen Ping was not sure, of course it was always right to be vigilant.

Guangling Douluo nodded slightly, he also felt that this place was not normal.

......

Holy Spirit Village.

Tang Hao has been here for two years. Although he is addicted to alcohol all day long, his strong blacksmithing ability gives him the foundation to gain a foothold here.

On this day, the village elder Jack found him with a letter.

"Tang Hao, I have your letter."

"Old Jack, don't make noise, San'er just fell asleep." Tang Hao said impatiently, digging his ears.

To say that his luck is pretty good, if it wasn't for the baby lying in the room was Tang San from time travel, if it was any other baby, he would have been crying and making a fuss long ago.

As for the letter in Old Jack's hand, it was sent back by Tang Yuehua.

Not long ago, Tang Hao anonymously sent a letter to Yuexuan.

Because of Wuhundian's arrest, Tang Hao didn't dare to buy newspapers, and he knew very little about things on the mainland.

Thinking of giving it a try, Tang Hao sent the letter. Of course, he would not sign the letter, but used some code words that Tang Yuehua could understand.

Tang Yuehua, who was in Yuexuan, was overjoyed after receiving Tang Hao's letter, and hurriedly wrote a letter back.

The general meaning is that the members of the Haotian School have been exterminated by the Wuhun Temple, and only three of them are left outside (including Tang San). If possible, Tang Yuehua hopes to do something with Tang Hao, so that Haotian Zong flourished again.

It's just that Tang Hao doesn't have such thoughts now.

He killed Chihiro Ji with his own hands, and he was not slandered like the original time and space.If he wanted to take revenge, he would probably come from nowhere.The only hateful thing is the sacrifice of his wife A Yin.

Although very angry, but after all, he got the soul ring and soul bone.Coupled with the strength of Wuhundian, Tang Hao couldn't think of revenge at all.

Before seeing Tang San's talent, Tang Hao still decided to continue getting drunk in Holy Soul Village. As for what Tang Yuehua told him, he immediately forgot about it.

"Tang Hao, are you going to give Xiaosan this kind of milk?"

Looking at the poor-quality milk on the table, Old Jack said angrily.

"Old Jack, there's nothing else you can get out of here, don't bother me." After speaking, Tang Hao casually threw the letter into the fire.He turned to sit on the table and drank cheap ale again.

It was enough to receive a reply to prove that he still had relatives alive; as for the others, Tang Hao didn't bother to ask, it was time to drink and drink.

Seeing this, Old Jack was also helpless, Tang San was not his grandson after all, he didn't have much to say, he only hoped that Tang San would not be delayed by his father in the future.

"Hmph, Tang Hao, you rat tail juice!"