Transmigration begins with archery training

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"My name is Zhang Laizi. I greet you, senior."

Chen Sanshi sat down next to him.

"Yes, I am Ghost Seven."

Gui Qi sized him up: "Unfamiliar face, are you a rogue cultivator or a mortal seeking immortality?"

"Those who seek immortality come from Da Xu."

Chen Sanshi spoke with a standard Nanxu accent.

“A man from Xu State~ I am from Dazefang Market.”

Gui Qi said quietly, "It will take ten days for this ship to reach its destination. Let's just wait."

Finished speaking.

The two fell into silence.

Gui Qi began searching the bodies of the dead cultivators, but after a long while he still couldn't find anything. He muttered under his breath, "These gluttons probably left their entire fortune in the cultivation world before they came out. Fighting them is just a waste of energy."

"..."

Chen Sanshi didn't know how to respond.

Seemingly bored, Gui Qi threw the cultivator's corpse into the sea, then took out a line with a fishhook at one end, tied it to the large hammer he had seized the previous night, and began fishing in the sea through the window.

The ship had already started moving, but strangely, Chen Sanshi was completely unaware of it until he could no longer see the dock and realized that they had long since disappeared into the vast sea.

On the huge walnut boat, almost no one spoke.

All the cultivators were resting with their eyes closed, creating an exceptionally quiet atmosphere.

Chen Sanshi was worried about being targeted, so he didn't dare to show his mid-grade spirit stones. He stared blankly at Gui Qi for four or five days, watching the old man gradually become more and more irritable because he hadn't caught a single fish. Several times he saw big fish jumping out of the water and almost jumped into the sea to catch them.

Are all anglers so easily angered?

Until the sixth day.

Gui Qi finally caught a bright red sea fish about the length of his forearm: "Come on, let's eat some together."

The spiritual energy within this fish was similar to that of the one he had seen at the inn that day, making it exceptionally valuable. Chen Sanshi didn't stand on ceremony and ate half of the fish before using the meager spiritual energy he had obtained to begin his cultivation.

By this time, the large ship had long since entered a thick fog, and the deck was so dark that one could hardly see their own hand in front of their face.

During the journey, golden barriers would occasionally light up on the surface of the ship, with mysterious runes flowing on them. These runes would even rub against the white mist, producing a piercing sound.

No wonder ordinary people cannot go too far out to sea. Without special methods, this fog is no different from a man-eating beast.

"Fellow Daoist Lai Zi," Gui Qi leaned back in his seat, "I observe your martial arts prowess; even in the mortal world, high-ranking positions and generous salaries are within your grasp. Why then do you risk your life to travel thousands of miles to the ends of the earth?"

Chen Sanshi did not give a direct answer.

He simply said, "Senior, why criticize me? If your martial arts level were placed in the mortal realm, I'm afraid no one would be able to defeat you. Yet you still have to fight against all these cultivators on this ship and monopolize a spiritual vein."

"Exclusive possession of spiritual veins?"

Gui Qi chuckled twice upon hearing this: "When did I ever say such a thing? It's just their own conjecture that they've imposed on me. Besides, after the spiritual veins have been revived, the area they cover is almost equivalent to an entire mountain range. How could I possibly protect it all by myself?"

"..."

Chen Sanshi was curious: if he didn't want to keep it all for himself, then what was he planning to do?

But since he wasn't familiar with the other person, he didn't want to ask any further questions.

Unexpectedly, Gui Qi made a startling statement, saying, "I am looking for the spiritual vein to uproot and destroy it, so as to prevent any further trouble."

"What did you say, senior?"

Chen Sanshi asked in confusion, "Why would you destroy a perfectly good spiritual vein?"

According to Old Man Mo, the revival of the spiritual veins is an extremely rare and great thing. With the spiritual veins, cultivators will have another place to cultivate. If they are destroyed, this world will have to remain in isolation.

Gui Qi did not reply.

He then asked, "Fellow Daoist Laizi, would you like to stay and lend me a hand? You will surely benefit from it after it is accomplished."

"You're joking, senior."

Chen Sanshi quickly declined, saying, "This junior's cultivation is shallow, and I'm afraid I'm not qualified to participate in such matters. Even if I wanted to help you, senior, I would be willing but unable to."

he wondered.

Spiritual veins are something like that.

Since it is such a great creation of heaven and earth, I'm afraid not just anyone has the ability to destroy it.

"Very well, all people yearn for the path to immortality, and I was no exception, but..."

Gui Qi paused for a moment, then said, "Fellow Daoist Lai Zi, I'd like to ask you, what is your background?"

"Very good."

Chen Sanshi blurted out, "Otherwise, where would I have gotten such martial arts skills?"

He knew in his heart that he was just a hunter in the mountains, and even if he included his previous life, he was just an ordinary member of the masses.

"I see, that explains it."

Gui Qi sighed, "People who are already in high positions find it difficult to empathize with ordinary people. We are not on the same path, so let's part ways here."

While the two were talking.

Xu Youliang's voice came from outside.

"Fellow Daoists, prepare to disembark!"

"..."

Before we knew it, the walnut boat gradually emerged from the thick fog.

Through the window, one can clearly see an island rising from the surface of the vast ocean, with a towering stone tablet on the shore, inscribed with the four characters "Tianya Haijiao" (meaning "Ends of the Earth").

The speed of the nuclear-powered boat began to slow down.

Ghost Seven disappeared.

Chen Sanshi quickly returned to his cabin.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, Ningxiang breathed a long sigh of relief: "That person could be..."

Chen Sanshi nodded in agreement.

"This demon is incredibly powerful."

Ningxiang said warily, "Just now, when I was about to cast a spell through the cabin, he knew in advance... and he was able to sneak into the ship full of cultivators without being noticed, and then leave as if by magic."

"Yes."

Chen Sanshi also felt that this person was unfathomable.

Moreover, it destroyed the spiritual veins...

It doesn't sound like something a normal person would do.

The ship is moored.

The monks disembarked one after another, and no one noticed that one person was missing from the ship.

A large crowd had gathered on the shore of the island in advance.

Chen Sanshi looked around.

Some of them were martial artists, and some were cultivators, but their cultivation levels were low, and a considerable number of them had not even entered the Dao.

They all gathered around the nuclear-powered boat.

"Fairy!"

"Immortal Master!"

"Can you give me a chance?"

"Would you accept me as your disciple, esteemed master?"

"..."

"I'm a farmer, why would I take on apprentices?"

"If we don't accept them, where will the independent cultivators get the resources to share with others?"

"..."

Those gathered here are all seekers of immortality from the Nine Provinces Continent.

However, the true cultivators ignored the crowd and many of them flew away quickly.

However, some of them remained.

However, they weren't doing good deeds; they were asking for favors.