A strong feeling of dizziness came over me.

Ling Yunpo only felt that his consciousness had left his body and was falling rapidly, falling, falling into the endless abyss.

Suddenly, a hand as white as jade reached out from above and grabbed his arm tightly.

Ling Yunpo looked up blankly and saw a pretty girl looking at him anxiously.

The girl had a very recognizable oval face, slightly chubby but not fat, and with her bright eyes and white teeth, she looked extremely cute.

Ling Yunpo could confirm that he had never seen her.

Then he woke up.

"Are you okay?" Kunlun Jing said guiltily, "The illusion was a bit troublesome, and it took a few more breaths to break it."

"I'm fine." Ling Yunpo shook his head, then turned his attention to the surroundings, "This is..."

I saw him being carried by a group of little monsters, bouncing up and down as he walked forward.

These monsters... all seem to be water monsters. Some have big shrimp claws, some have huge crab claws, some have hard shells like turtles, and some have fish scales and tentacles. And without exception - their cultivation levels are extremely low, with the highest being only the Qi Refining Stage.

Of course, this is only natural.

Ever since all the superior demon races in the Shenzhou Continent were driven out and exiled to the Donghuang Realm by humans, those that remained were all ugly creatures that had turned into spirits on their own.

After practicing to the Huafu stage with great difficulty, once you transform into a human form to transcend the tribulation, you will immediately alarm the area within a hundred miles, and then attract the human cultivators from various major sects to hunt you down. First the Jindan Zhenren, then the Yuanying Elder, and the Yuanying Elder still can't beat you? Then the immortals will come.

Ling Yunpo's spiritual sense swept over them again and again, but these fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs didn't notice anything and just shouted "hi-yo-hi-yo" as they moved forward.

When his spiritual consciousness expanded again, he found An Zhisu in front of him, also being carried forward by a group of monsters.

As for Lin Duanshan, Duan Fenhai, Guan Shanyue and others, they were scattered among the groups of small monsters on the left, right and rear, without exception.

Are they going to kidnap us and eat us? Ling Yunpo frowned and thought.

No, according to the forerunners, any monk who enters the Misty Forest should come out unharmed.

He decided to wait and see what happened, while secretly preparing the magic spell.

If you encounter a dragon from the aquatic world later, kill it with the Arctic Thunder; if they are all fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs, kill them with the Five Elements Divine Light.

I have too many cards to deal with water monsters!

About half an hour later, Ling Yunpo saw that the surrounding trees were becoming increasingly sparse and the fog was becoming thinner.

There was a forest lake ahead, and it looked quite large. At least when my spiritual sense scanned it, I couldn't see the other side.

On the muddy and rocky beach by the lake, a simple and ugly altar had been built using wood, mud and reeds.

A fishman - Ling Yunpo didn't know how to describe it, he couldn't call him Naga - his upper body was in human shape, but with scales, gills and fins, and his lower body was a snake tail. He held an exquisite jade scepter in his hand, and posed with his arms outstretched, embracing the sun.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!" it said loudly.

"Gurgle gurgle!" said the fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs.

"Are they talking to each other? Or are they calling?" Ling Yunpo asked doubtfully.

"This is the ancient language of the Shui people." Kunlun Jing said in surprise, "And it's spoken with the accent of Baishijiao in the South China Sea... I'll try to translate it."

Ajing's translation was terrible, difficult to understand and discontinuous, but Ling Yunpo managed to understand the general idea thanks to his excellent hearing.

All I heard was the fishman priest saying:

"Great! Holy! Sublime! The land of our ancestors! Salt! Salt! Salt!"

The little fish, shrimp, turtle and crab demons said it much more simply:

"Salt! Salt! Salt!"

Lingyunpo: ???

Is there something wrong with your translation or my understanding?

"The ancient language of the Water Tribe is a simplified version of the ancient language of the Dragon Tribe!" Kunlun Jing argued, "These little monsters have low intelligence, how could they possibly say any complex words?"

"Okay, this explanation is acceptable to you..." Ling Yunpo felt that it was not lying, and was about to smooth things over when he heard the fishman priest say:

"Send these five animals to the salt room!" The fish-man priest waved his hand, and the little demons cheered, rushed forward, tied up the five men, and rushed into the deep water of the lake.

If a mortal entered the lake like this, he would definitely drown, but monks have no need to breathe, so it is not a problem.

These fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs jumped into the lake and dragged down the five people who were tied up like dumplings.

Although the lake water was clear, it was extremely deep. One could dive down about a hundred feet and still not see the bottom.

Ling Yunpo was still sinking when he was suddenly pulled to the side by the little demons and dragged into a cave.

The cave seemed to be located deep in a volcano or near a geothermal source. The deeper you went, the hotter the surrounding water became.

Ling Yunpo even became anxiously aware that his body could not stand the extreme heat and had begun to sweat instinctively.

...Wait, sweating?

A certain enlightenment flashed through my mind like lightning.

The water monster with a South China Sea accent lives in the freshwater lake in the inland Ten Thousand Mountains.

It requires salt, a salt room, livestock, and most importantly, sweating.

Ling Yunpo already understood everything.

About a quarter of an hour later, everyone was led into a corridor by the little demons.

The corridor connected many stone chambers. The little demons threw the five people into the stone chambers one by one, then opened the mechanism and lowered the door.

Ling Yunpo was the last one to be thrown into the stone chamber. His consciousness swept around and he thought it was a bit like a combination of a hot spring room and a sauna room.

The door of the stone chamber fell heavily, so he opened his eyes and looked around.

There are bare stone walls all around and boiling hot lake water everywhere.

He felt sweat secreting from his body rapidly, and it was soon carried away by the surrounding water.

Only the body of a monk who has undergone marrow cleansing can withstand this scorching heat and dehydration environment.

Ling Yunpo carefully checked the room and saw a small hole on the floor where the water seemed to have gone.

There is nothing else besides this.

After a few hours, Ling Yunpo suddenly heard the little demon's cry outside:

"Animal! Female! Lots of salt! Feed it with secret medicine!"

Lingyunpo: ???

He put his head against the stone door and sent his spiritual sense outwards. He then noticed that the little demons outside were gathering at the door of a stone chamber. He pressed the mechanism and opened the stone door.

And he remembered that stone chamber clearly...it was the stone chamber where Senior Sister An was!

I saw the little monsters entered the stone chamber, and one of them took out a wooden box and opened the lid. Inside was an orange-yellow fruit, about the size of a cherry, which exuded some kind of mysterious spiritual power.

Is that... Sea Bodhi?

He suddenly remembered that Luo Yan had read miscellaneous books in the Taoist Canon Pavilion of Yuqing Temple before, and learned that in the ancient South China Sea, there was a kind of fruit called Sea Bodhi, which was produced by seaweed in the sea abyss thousands of feet away. It was very rare and eating it could also increase the cultivation of the Transformation Palace.

However, this kind of seaweed has poor survival ability and needs the care of water monsters in order to grow.

Ever since a large number of monsters were driven to the Eastern Emperor Realm, Hai Bodhi was completely extinct in this world.

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo once again extended his spiritual sense.

After An Zhisu took the Sea Bodhi, her skin, which was originally as crystal clear as jade, slowly turned a bright red color.

A large amount of boiling fire spiritual energy flowed through her meridians to her limbs and bones, then circulated around her body and penetrated into her sea of ​​​​qi, washing the inner walls of her jade palace.

The little demons ignored her abnormality and just opened and closed their gills slightly. When they realized that the salt concentration around them had risen to a higher level, they left happily and contentedly.

After all the little demons left, Ling Yunpo drew out the Qingping Sword and dug a hole in the stone gate.

Then he swam out quietly.