Cautiously Cultivating Immortality in a Strange World

Chapter 202: Strange black ship

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Chen Lin woke up and found himself still on the boat.

This surprised him. He had clearly escaped into the strong wind layer before, so how could he suddenly fall unconscious and return to the boat

Is this an illusion

In surprise, he checked immediately and found something wrong.

He was still on the boat, but not on the original ferry ship, but a huge ship as black as ink!

"What's going on? Why are we here? What happened?"

Zhao Mengru woke up slowly and immediately noticed something was wrong. She pulled Chen Lin to ask in panic.

Without waiting for Chen Lin to answer, several other foundation-building cultivators woke up.

Only then did he realize that in addition to the Foundation Establishment cultivators who had escaped into the Gangfeng layer, there were also many Qi Condensation cultivators on the ship, and this ship had no upper or lower decks, only an empty deck.

There is also a huge black drum at the bow of the ship, and the previous drum sound should have been made by this object.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, have you discovered anything?" Zhao Hetang walked closer to Chen Lin and asked.

Zuo Zhiling, Liang Shuozhen and other foundation-building cultivators also came closer and looked at him with expectant eyes.

Because Chen Lin was the first one to wake up, everyone saw him checking the situation after they woke up and thought he was not unconscious.

Chen Lin smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't wake up much earlier than you did. I was here the moment I opened my eyes. But this ship is very strange. Not only does it sail on its own without anyone manipulating it, but you can also look at the sea outside!"

When everyone heard this, they looked over and immediately discovered that the sea water within a radius of nearly a thousand meters around the ship had turned black and was emitting a very uncomfortable smell.

Needless to say, everyone noticed something unusual.

Zuo Zhiling reached into the storage bag, wanting to take out a talisman to test it, but his expression suddenly changed.

"Oh no, there seems to be a restriction here, my consciousness cannot leave my body!"

Chen Lin and others were shocked when they heard this, and tried it one after another, but they all looked unhappy in the end.

Not only is the consciousness unable to leave the body, even the magical power cannot be activated. Let alone casting spells and controlling magical instruments, even the storage bag cannot be opened!

Everyone looked at each other in fear for a while, and then looked at the dark sea. It was obvious that there was some kind of power in this black area that they could not understand, and it suppressed them all.

In this case, it would be impossible for them to escape even if they wanted to.

Without magic power and spiritual awareness, they are just ordinary people who are slightly stronger. Jumping off the boat is tantamount to suicide. Moreover, there is a strange aura on the black sea. No one can predict what will happen once they go down.

The big ship sailed against the wind and waves, and no one knew where it was going. Several people couldn't help but feel nervous.

At this time, the Qi-cultivating monks also began to wake up. After checking their current situation, they all looked surprised and confused. However, unlike the other foundation-building monks, in addition to confusion, they were more surprised.

Because they are still alive!

No matter what strange things happened or what the current situation is, at least they are still alive, otherwise they would have been eaten by fish.

Soon, all the monks woke up and there was a lot of noise on the ship.

"No, I can't use my magic power!"

A cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training was the first to notice the abnormality and cried out in surprise.

"I can't use my mental power!"

Another young female cultivator also spoke in panic.

Soon the other Qi-cultivating cultivators also noticed this situation, and all of them looked panicked, and then looked at Chen Lin and other foundation-building cultivators.

Seeing that Liu Biyun seemed to be about to speak, Zuo Zhiling immediately glared at her, then turned to the Qigong cultivators and said coldly: "Why are you panicking? It's just that there is a restriction on this ship. It only suppresses the mana and mental power. As long as you concentrate, you can still use a small part of it."

Chen Lin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

The old ones are the wisest. If they tell others that these Foundation Establishment cultivators are unable to use their magic power and spiritual awareness, these Qi Condensation cultivators might have bad intentions. After all, they ignored these people before and escaped alone. Who knows, these people might feel resentful and take the opportunity to take revenge.

There are still about a hundred Qi-cultivating monks on the ship. If a fight breaks out now, one punch from each of them will be enough to hurt them.

Although he still has some means of self-protection, he is unwilling to engage in meaningless fights.

Upon hearing this, the Qigong practitioners immediately began to try it, but the result was naturally useless.

However, they were not foundation-building cultivators, so they had no idea whether Chen Lin and the others were the same as them. Most of them did not have any other thoughts. Instead, because they suddenly became mortals, they became more in awe of Chen Lin and the others.

But there were also some people with gloomy minds, and their eyes became strange when they looked at Chen Lin and others, as if they were wondering whether Zuo Zhiling's words were true or false.

Chen Lin observed secretly and found that something was wrong, so he quietly tightened the Qinglong Sword in his hand.

He took out this sword for self-defense when he was escaping, and he also took out the talisman at the same time. However, he could not use the magic power now, so the talisman was just waste paper and he put it in his pocket.

In the end, what he worried about did not happen. These Qi-cultivating monks still had their sanity and did not act rashly.

But the atmosphere became tense.

At this moment, the big drum at the bow suddenly started beating on its own.

"winter!"

"winter!"

"winter!"

There were still three sounds in a row, and then a scene that shocked Chen Lin and others appeared.

I saw the void shaking, and then one figure after another fell down, all of them fell unconscious on the deck, and even hit a few Qi-cultivating monks.

Now everyone finally knew how they got here, and they were even more afraid of this strange ship.

Not only can it sail on its own without any control, it can also pick up people out of thin air, and even foundation-building monks are no exception. What kind of treasure is this

After being shocked, Chen Lin began to check on these people.

There are about fifty of them in total, including men, women, young and old, but because it is impossible to sense the fluctuations of magic power, it is impossible to determine the cultivation level of these people.

Because the situation was unclear, the people on the boat did not dare to take the storage bags of the unconscious people. The main reason was that they could not open them even if they took them, which would be a trouble once the other party woke up. As for killing them and stealing the treasures, no normal person would do that in such a strange environment.

After a while, more than ten people woke up first.

Chen Lin's eyes flashed, and he memorized these people's faces in his mind. According to previous experience, those who would awaken first should be the foundation-building cultivators.

"Where are you from, masters? Why are you detaining us here?"

An old man in a gray robe stood up, immediately looked around with a look of surprise, then bowed to Chen Lin and others with a very humble attitude.

This is also a smart one, Chen Lin nodded secretly in his heart.

This kind of thing can't be concealed at all, and even if you want to pretend to be a master, you can't pretend. After a few people looked at each other, Zuo Zhiling spoke up: "Daoyou, there is no need to be polite. We are just like you. We were dragged here for no reason. I wonder if you were on the sea or on land before you came here. Are you a cultivator from the alliance?"

The grey-robed old man was startled, then suddenly realized something and said, "Are you also cultivators from the alliance? I don't know which city you are from, but we are all from Danding City."

"So you are the fellow Taoist from Danding City. We are from Lanyu City." Zuo Zhiling responded and then looked at Chen Lin.

Chen Lin shook his head to indicate that he didn't know him.

It’s nothing. There are so many people in Danding City, it’s impossible for anyone to know them all. Besides, in a place like this, there’s no point in worrying about identity.

Next, the two sides communicated for a while, and the other unconscious people woke up.

Naturally, there was another round of noise.

Soon, everyone accepted the reality and fell silent.

The big ship still rides the wind and waves and moves forward quickly.

Chen Lin and others could only stand at the bow and watch quietly, not knowing where their king was.