Transmigrating to another world, starting as a mountain god

Lin Muxian stroked his beard and smiled faintly:

"There are many taboos about going to sea, and we should discuss them first."

A certain male immortal, wielding a feather fan and wearing a silk turban, appeared quite elegant.

"Although tomorrow is the day to set sail, the mysterious sea realm remains strange and difficult to navigate."

"Why don't we discuss the allocation of ships first?"

Li Yuan, unaware of the deeper meaning behind the allocation of these ships, remained silent and simply nodded gently, just like the others.

The beautiful woman in purple had a stunning figure and slightly seductive eyes.

"This immortal is delicate and frail, so it would be better if I had two or three companions to accompany me."

Lin Muxian chuckled: "I am old and frail, and I also need one or two fellow Daoists to protect me."

The other gods and immortals also expressed their opinions, but without exception, they all hoped to find fellow travelers.

Li Yuan immediately realized that there was probably more to this story about sharing a boat.

He also spoke slightly, his attitude very amiable, expressing his hope to have fellow Daoists accompany him in their search for the immortal medicine in the sea.

Several immortals chuckled:

"May I ask what rank of deity this fellow immortal holds?"

"We are all immortals of the seventh rank or above, and Lin Muxian is even of the fifth rank!"

They vaguely guessed that Li Yuan was a newcomer, and that they might be able to make good use of him in the future.

Li Yuan chuckled and didn't hide his true abilities: "I'm fifth class."

The immortals and gods were slightly startled, exchanged a glance, and nodded.

"It's always a good thing for a powerful deity to join the team."

The atmosphere among the eight immortals was fairly harmonious.

However, after a brief discussion, their attitude towards Li Yuan inexplicably changed again.

It was as if I had suddenly heard something.

There was a sense of rejection in his words.

Even Lin Muxian looked at him with surprise and apprehension.

For a time, no one was willing to go to sea with Li Yuan.

The gaze of one of the immortals was secretly amused.

Li Yuan was slightly taken aback, but he understood.

It seems that someone may have seen what happened that night.

Now, it is likely that person is communicating with other immortals and gods.

However, that night was indeed dangerous, and the eerie aura that clung to me was quite strong.

With that in mind, Li Yuan didn't press the matter and simply listened quietly to their discussion.

His contact with these gods and immortals was merely to obtain more information.

Lin Muxian was kind enough to secretly transmit her voice:

"Li Yuan, you must not underestimate the importance of going to sea."

"There are many taboos in the Beihai area, and one can only go out to sea by small boat."

"Only with the help of immortals and gods can one calmly navigate the strange seas."

"If one travels alone and is unlucky enough to encounter something extremely strange, one might perish at sea!"

Lin Muxian meant that Li Yuan should try to find a travel companion.

Li Yuan, slightly exasperated, replied telepathically:

"If you all fear me so much, why would you be willing to sail with me?"

Lin Muxian also looked slightly embarrassed:

“You appeared in the town at night before, and you were covered in a strange aura.”

"If we encounter something strange at sea, we are more likely to be robbed."

Everyone is being cautious, not wanting to encounter anything unusual...

Lin Muxian then advised:

"If all else fails, on the day you set sail, find a mortal with profound Taoist skills to accompany you."

"In any case, never go out to sea alone!"

Li Yuan silently noted it down, also as a small expression of gratitude:

"Thank you for the reminder, Master Linmu."

The two were close by, and Li Yuan secretly delivered a few medicinal herbs to them without letting anyone else notice.

Lin Muxian declined slightly, but secretly accepted it.

The eight immortals discussed for a while, and finally dispersed at sunset.

Li Yuan had heard a lot of information and had a better understanding of the taboos of this place.

He returned to the inn and saw the innkeeper flipping through the account book.

"Bone ring, bone ring..."

The boss looked at the ledger and sighed softly.

Li Yuan seemed to sense something and went upstairs without making a sound.

The night passed quickly.

The next day.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and the cloud cover was thick.

The sky was overcast, as if veiled by a light gauze.

Beyond the town, on the shores of Beihai.

The pier by the sea was crowded with people.

Those extraordinary people, immortals, gods, and monsters all gathered at the dock, as if waiting for something.

However, everything was calm and no conflict occurred.

Even at the seaside docks, they had to abide by the town's rules to avoid bringing bad luck.

Li Yuan, carrying an ancient longsword, also walked into the crowd.

He had some understanding of this so-called 'day of going to sea'.

The North Sea is full of strange occurrences; if one ventures into the sea rashly, one is likely to encounter something ominous.

Especially gods, immortals, demons, and evil spirits.

They are more likely to encounter terrible events than ordinary people.

It seemed as if Beihai was deliberately targeting them.

Only on these "days at sea," when the sun is not shining on the beach and fog rolls in over Beihai, is the danger greatly reduced.

Everyone waited at the dock, gazing at the boundless sea, their eyes displaying different expressions.

Li Yuan knew that they were waiting for a small boat at sea.

On the days when people set sail, small white boats drift out of the mist of Beihai.

Only these small boats drifting out of the North Sea can carry people into the secret realm at sea, and only then can they have the opportunity to find 'chance'.

Of course, not everyone is like that.

There were also some newcomers who were eccentric and extraordinary, but they did not believe that the North Sea was as terrifying as the legends said.

With a flick of his sleeve, he conjured up a series of small boats, which then sailed into the sea without a word.

Even more extreme, he mocked everyone for being afraid of legends, and with a flick of his sleeve, he pulled out a giant magical ship and sailed into the misty North Sea.

The one who brought out the magical ship was a Taoist priest in purple robes, whose Taoist skills were extremely profound.

Some newcomers, who were confident in their own abilities, also paid their respects and boarded the ship.

Numerous immortals, gods, demons, and evil spirits remained unmoved.

His eyes were playful, as if he were watching a play.

As Li Yuan approached the seven immortals, he noticed the disdain in their eyes.

The beautiful woman in purple, Huanxi Xian, spoke with disdain:

"Newcomers always love to die."

"Little did they know that those who acted recklessly and recklessly, regardless of whether they were gods, humans, demons, or ghosts, had already perished in the eerie North Sea."

The male immortal, dressed in a feather fan and silk turban, chuckled lightly.

"If anyone dared to insult the gods in any other part of the mortal world, they would surely suffer."

"But here in Beihai... there's no need for you or me to take action."

Li Yuan remained silent.

He might feel pity if innocent civilians were involved in strange events.

But he wouldn't lament for such proud and eccentric individuals who risk their lives.

Soon, the people on the dock heard some terrifying noises.

It was a chilling chewing sound, tinged with faint screams, that drifted from the mist.

There was also the sound of surging waves, as if a colossal creature was capsizing ships in the mist and swallowing everything.

The magical ship that had previously sailed into the mist of the North Sea slowly emerged from the mist.

Everyone turned to look.

The giant ship was covered in slime and was almost falling apart.

A horrific claw mark nearly tore the hull apart, leaving a bloody scar.

It exudes an eerie atmosphere.

The ship was completely silent.

"save......"

"help me......"

Earlier, the purple-robed Taoist who had mocked everyone came out of the cabin, stretched out his hands, and pleaded.

However, the crowd felt a slight chill and retreated.

Behind the purple-robed Taoist, a dark figure lay sprawled, its hair disheveled, its features obscured.

It is currently absorbing the spinal cord of the purple-robed Taoist.

The shadowy figure's bloody claws were still stuck to the purple-robed Taoist's face, almost tearing off all his skin.

He looked like a monster whose skin had been peeled off.

But the purple-robed Taoist was completely unaware and continued to steer the boat toward the shore.

"He's being controlled by something strange; he wants to bring the strange creature from the sea to the shore!"

Someone shouted something and unleashed a powerful spell, launching an attack on the giant ship.