The whole world is cultivating qi, only I am cultivating the body

The coldness that penetrated into his soul made Zeng Wenyu shiver all over. Even though he continued to paddle at high speed, it seemed that his body did not warm up. In fact, as he went deeper into the clouds, the coldness became more and more severe. He felt very tired and could fall asleep immediately if he stopped moving.

Xiaoxue in his arms had already wrapped around him. Snakes are cold-blooded animals, and Xiaoxue had very weak resistance to such cold. If Zeng Wenyu's body had not maintained its body temperature and allowed Su Qing in his body to raise the body temperature, Xiaoxue would have been unable to resist and fell asleep.

Xiao Meng in the hood also curled up into a ball. Its cultivation was the lowest, and its blood was not as good as Xiao Xue's. If it were not for the thick fur and the temperature of Zeng Wenyu's body that maintained its body temperature, it would have fallen asleep when it entered the dark cloud for a distance.

Hua Zong's large ship has been surrounded by the ghost ships. If Zeng Wenyu wants to get close to Hua Zong's large ship, he must get close to the ghost ships and pass through the gaps between the ghost ships. Only then can he see what is happening on Hua Zong's side.

Zeng Wenyu did not hesitate at all. Not to mention that Bai Jie was on Hua Zong's big ship, Xiao Li was also on the ship. Even if he did not save Bai Jie, he would not give up Xiao Li. What's more, he was planning to rescue Bai Jie and Xiao Li together.

That subtle noisy sound appeared in Zeng Wenyu's ears again, but this time he was in his own body and his soul was not pulled out by the ghost ship. But it was also because of this that the hairs on his body stood up when he heard these sounds.

A huge sense of fear surrounded Zeng Wenyu. His body was shaking and the thought of running away kept emerging in his mind. If he had not been obsessed with finding Bai Jie and Xiao Li, he might have just followed this thought and left. But if anyone had to blame someone, it was because Xiao Li and Bai Jie were on Hua Zong's boat. He had to get on, even though his body was shaking like a sieve.

Ghost faces kept appearing on the hull of the ghost ship. Some of those faces were ferocious, some were fearful, some were crying, and some were laughing. But no matter what the expression was, they kept screaming, and there was a faint "run" mixed in with those screams.

Zeng Wenyu turned a deaf ear to the screams and the calls for him to run. He just continued rowing towards Hua Zong's ship. He saw many bright spots on Hua Zong's ship. Although he didn't know what they were, those flickering lights made him firmly believe that the people on Hua Zong's ship must be saved and they couldn't really die here.

Rowing between the two ghost ships, the wooden boat gradually approached Hua Zong's ship. The magnificent ship seemed like it had been there for a hundred years. There were algae growing everywhere on it, and it was damaged in many places. The whole ship was filled with gusts of wind, and in the short time that Zeng Wenyu had approached it, many of the flickering bright spots on it had disappeared.

He took out a rope from the storage bag, tied the canoe to a gap under the big ship, pushed hard on the gap in the hull with his feet, and then used his hands to gain leverage on the gap in the hull, and flew onto the deck.

Surrounded by several ghost ships, Hua Zong's ship was filled with ghostly aura. The entire deck was filled with cold winds and the disgusting cries of ghosts continued to ring out.

Zeng Wenyu looked at the situation on the deck. There were cultivators lying everywhere, no matter they were cultivators from the Hua Sect or independent cultivators, they were all sitting or lying on the deck. Their eyes were closed, their faces were calm, and their chests were rising and falling normally, looking like they were soundly asleep.

But this made it even more weird. Zeng Wenyu could see a large amount of black air constantly drilling in and out of their bodies. Each time it drilled in and out, the black air would become more condensed. At the same time, the monks' faces would become paler. It seemed that the black air was using this method to plunder the monks' vitality and make them die in their sleep.

It was at this time that Zeng Wenyu discovered what those flickering spots of light he had seen under the boat before were. They were a kind of glowing stone next to the Hua Zong cultivators. It was because of that stone that the ghostly aura around the Hua Zong cultivators and the wandering cultivators around them who were closer to the stone had decreased a lot. It was a pity that this kind of stone was not available in every place. Many wandering cultivators did not have Hua Zong cultivators around them. Their faces had turned blue-gray and they looked like they were about to die.

However, from the moment Zeng Wenyu stepped onto the deck, he found that he was a little different from the monks lying on the deck. There was no ghost energy around him. Those ghost energy seemed to be afraid of something on his body. They just surrounded him and did not dare to approach him. Looking at the ghost energy constantly flowing around him, Zeng Wenyu did not want to miss such a good thing, so he immediately looked for a place on the deck that could allow him to enter the interior of the ship.

The dense ghost energy made his visual range very small, and as Zeng Wenyu continued to go deeper, the ghost energy that covered his eyes became thicker and thicker, and the area he could see became smaller and smaller, and in the end, the distance he could see was less than one meter.

Zeng Wenyu slowly groped his way forward on the deck. He remembered the shape of Hua Zong's ship. There were four floors on the deck. At that time, he saw the carved beams and painted buildings from afar. It was in the center of the deck. Zeng Wenyu found the direction and moved towards the direction of the building according to the position he remembered before.

Walking on the deck, listening to the creaking sound when stepping on the deck and avoiding the rotten wood, Zeng Wenyu soon found the location of the stairs. The stairs were also rotten, with many broken wooden steps and the handrails next to them were also broken.

Walking up the stairs, the creaking sound was heard again. Some of the steps broke when Zeng Wenyu stepped on them. The sound of wooden boards falling on the deck echoed so clearly in the empty deck.

Perhaps it was because of this sound that Zeng Wenyu vaguely heard other sounds in the ghost's cry. It was a low growl, like the growl of some animal, or like someone growling in a low voice.

This sound came from the end of the stairs, and there were quite a lot of it. Gradually, the sound became louder and louder, completely covering up the ghostly cries caused by the cold wind blowing through the deck.

Looking up diagonally, although he couldn't see what was at the end of the stairs, Zeng Wenyu knew that there must be danger waiting for him ahead.

Tightening the gloves on his hands, Zeng Wenyu continued to walk up the stairs. He wanted to see what would grow under the erosion of this ghostly energy.