Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

This is a fire-attributed spell called the Golden Crow Spell, which is said to be inspired by the ancient true spirit three-legged golden crow.

This is a spell that matches the Burning Heaven Technique. Chen Yunhao has been studying and pondering it in the past one or two days.

After experiencing life and death, Chen Yunhao suddenly realized that he should never rely too much on external forces. The most important thing is to have strong own strength.

It's a good opportunity to learn this spell while I have nothing to do on the road.

The magic spells that come with the earth-level skills are naturally extremely powerful and are worth his careful study.

Chen Yunhao put away the jade slip, and his left and right hands kept changing positions and making hand gestures.

Soon, a palm-sized flaming bird appeared in the palm of his hand. The bird looked like a chick, but had three legs.

The flaming bird kept jumping on the palm of his hand, and its pair of bird eyes looked around very smartly, as if it had self-awareness.

Just as Chen Yunhao was trying his best to control the golden crow bird in his hand, a sound of breaking through the air came from the west.

Chen Yunhao waved his hand, and the golden crow bird disappeared. He raised his head and looked west.

He saw a monk standing on a flying sword, rushing towards him.

When flying with a flying sword, the sound of it breaking through the air is extremely obvious.

Ordinary cultivators would only use flying swords to fly unless they had urgent matters. After all, it consumed more true energy and was far less easy than using flying magic tools.

Chen Yunhao stood up and looked around. Apart from this cultivator, there was no one around.

He hated the dirty things of shifting the blame to others the most. He suffered a loss last time, and he hoped that it would not happen this time.

Chen Yunhao stopped flying, put his hands behind his back and looked quietly at the middle-aged monk who had flown to his side.

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask which sea area this is?"

The middle-aged monk asked while bowing from a distance.

"This is the Black Turtle Sea. Twenty thousand miles further east is the White Dragon Sea..."

Chen Yunhao looked at the middle-aged monk's somewhat tired face and replied calmly.

After hearing this, the middle-aged monk muttered something and his face looked even more anxious.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist..."

The middle-aged monk saluted, turned the flying sword under his feet, and flew eastward.

After the middle-aged monk disappeared from view, Chen Yunhao shook his head, sat down and continued to walk slowly.

After another four or five days of journey, they finally arrived at the Baijiao Sea.

In fact, there is no clear boundary line between sea areas. Most of the time, they are divided by a small island or several reefs on the sea.

Chen Yunhao also saw from the air that huge snake fish like dragons jumped out of the sea. Only then did he realize that he had entered the White Dragon Sea.

Chen Yunhao looked at the sea chart and saw that they were still nearly 100,000 miles away from Baijiao Island. He planned to rest there for two days before setting off again.

But it was already dusk, so he didn't plan to continue his journey and found a deserted island nearby to spend the night.

On the second day, Chen Yunhao was ready to set off until noon.

Because of a night of meditation and cultivation, his cultivation progressed very quickly. He was immersed in that state of cultivation and just woke up.

After all, his cultivation level dropped because he changed his method of practice, but his actual realm did not drop.

In addition, because the Burning Heaven Art is indeed several times stronger than the Fire God Art in practice, once you start practicing it, the feeling of exhilaration is really addictive.

According to his current cultivation speed, he should be able to recover to the second level of foundation building in a few months.

He was very satisfied with this speed, but considering his actual age, cultivators of the same age as him with good aptitude might have already reached the Golden Core stage, and even those with lesser aptitude were already at the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage.

But Chen Yunhao was not in a hurry. As the saying goes, good things are never too late. He already had a good technique, and entering the Golden Core stage was only a matter of time.

He set off again in the flying boat. These days, Chen Yunhao was tired of the scenery along the way, but his life was very fulfilling.

The old monster had many secret techniques of attack and defense. In addition to the Golden Crow Technique which was more suitable for him to practice, there were several other magical powers that also fascinated him.

However, some of them he can practice now, while some of them he can only familiarize himself with first and start practicing after he advances to the Golden Core or Nascent Soul stage in the future.

Now there is a secret technique that he can practice, which is a technique of escape. To put it simply, it is a magical power of running away, called Blood Escape.

With his cultivation level at the Foundation Establishment stage, once the Blood Escape Technique is activated, he can burst out with the escape light of a Golden Core stage cultivator.

Chen Yunhao vaguely remembered that when the Jindan cultivator was chasing him, the light of his escape was as fast as a rainbow.

Of course, this blood escape technique is faster, but it is not without cost.

When it is activated, his essence and blood, as well as nearly half of the true energy in his body, will be burned. Once he escapes from danger, he will inevitably have a period of weakness.

Although there are many disadvantages, it is a must-learn as a means of saving your life.

So Chen Yunhao has also been practicing the Blood Escape Technique recently.

Just as Chen Yunhao was carefully pondering the mystery of the Blood Escape Technique, a jet of water as black as ink spurted out from under the sea.

It hit Chen Yunhao's flying boat directly, causing him to fly out of the air without any preparation.

Perhaps it was because he had been traveling all the time these days and the life was too dull, so he forgot that the vast ocean was also not peaceful.

Chen Yunhao's body flipped in the air and before he could stand firm, a green light flew out into the air.

Because his spiritual sense had already seen two tentacles more than ten feet long extending from under the sea, one rolling towards the flying boat and the other rolling towards him.

You can tell without looking that this is a giant octopus monster in the sea. Only this kind of sea monster has a huge body and super long tentacles.

The Qingmang Sword turned into a long green rainbow in the air, and with a slash in the air, it directly split the tentacle that was rolling towards him into two pieces.

Although the octopus siren is huge, its strength is only that of a level two siren, not much higher than Chen Yunhao.

Another tentacle wrapped around the flying boat, and with a snap, the flying boat broke into two pieces.

The severed tentacles retracted into the sea, but at the same time two more tentacles rose from the sea.

To be honest, let alone a level 2 octopus monster, he could easily kill even a level 3 one.

But this time he wanted to test what he had learned recently and just treat it as practice.

Chen Yunhao made a hand seal with his hands, and a palm-sized golden crow bird leaped out from between his hands.

It spread its wings and flew into the air, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge flaming golden crow bird that was two or three meters in size.

“Huh, huh…”

The Golden Crow bird cried out, flapped its wings, and several balls of flame as big as buckets fell on the tentacles.

Suddenly, a cloud of burnt smoke rose up, accompanied by waves of barbecue aroma.

The octopus monster's tentacles felt pain and twisted violently in the air, then quickly retracted into the sea.