Qian Yunsheng sat in the cabin, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally cleaned the candle in the storage bag.

Look at the time, it has been almost a month since I went to sea.

In the soul-catching banner, the soul that had always been called "Hungry..." finally calmed down. When he refined half of the candle shade, he had stabilized the tendency of it to gradually collapse.

Qian Yunsheng was greatly excited because of this. He continued to work hard and finally stabilized the soul in the soul-catching banner. This also made him no longer have to face the voice of "hungry, hungry, hungry..." all the time.

The days on the ship were both fast and dull. Except for Qian Yunsheng who needed to use his spiritual sense to scan the sea boat all the time and pay attention to whether there were monsters lurking quietly nearby, he basically used the other time to practice and refine the candle shade.

He opened his storage bag, poured the spoils of the past period into his hands, and began to appreciate them carefully.

As expected, Bailinghai was much more dangerous. In just this month, Qian Yunsheng had taken action continuously, and he had to face the situation of monster attacking the ship almost every two or three days.

Fortunately, he wandered all the way from the Nanman and was used to the intensity of this kind of fighting. Except for some really powerful groups of monsters he could only avoid in advance after he discovered them.

Most of the lonely monsters were placed on the ship intentionally or unintentionally and killed one by one. Except for the occasional fish that missed the net, they almost all became his spoils.

Therefore, when he poured these demon cores into his palms, he had already accumulated a small handful.

Each of these demon cores has its own unique color, some are blue, some are red, some are green, and some are black. Some are even of several colors. They are colorful and quite beautiful when put together.

After playing for a while, after calculating that these demon cores were enough for me to sacrifice several times, Qian Yunsheng put them away again with satisfaction.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It turns out that I have gained a lot from going to sea. I have collected so many demon cores this time, which has been enough for me to spend a long time. It seems that the choice to go to sea this time is indeed correct!"

After putting away these demon cores, Qian Yunsheng took out the broken chart before. Today, with time, he began to carefully look at this thing.

The material of this chart is quite interesting, and even from his perspective, he can't tell what kind of thing it was made of. He just felt that it seemed to be neither cloth nor leather, and when he pinched it on his hands, it felt a sense of coldness, like some kind of metal material.

When Qian Yunsheng discovered it, it was soaking in the sea water on the coast. It seemed that a long time had passed, but there was no trace of corrosion.

So he pondered for a moment, first using the unique powerful memory of the practitioner to forcefully remember the chart with only one corner left, and then began to test it.

Legend has it that some secret treasures are all deceitful on the surface, and often the real things are hidden in the core.

Although from his perspective, it should be impossible for this thing to have any interlayers or the like. But he still tried all kinds of methods to avoid missing the treasure.

He first took out the spiritual knife, found the least important angle and gently cut it down.

"Hiss~" He really cut off a small piece.

"It seems that this thing is just soft, corrosion-resistant, and is not very strong in itself." Qian Yunsheng looked around with the small corner, and even looked at the light, but still found nothing surprising.

He simply made up his mind and summoned various spells such as ice, fire, and thunder to try them, and found that there was no reaction on the small piece of the cut map.

Even Qian Yunsheng took out all kinds of things from the storage bag and tried it, but there was no change.

He stopped for a while, thought for a while, and found that he had no good idea for this thing. It seemed that except for the metallic aura, nothing else seemed to be of use to it.

After thinking about it, Qian Yunsheng pulled out the soul-catching banner again, pinched out two souls from it and took them to the map to try. This time, he had a little reaction and found that the map had turned a little darker.

He was shocked and it turned out that this thing had a reaction to the yin energy. Therefore, he simply guided the yin energy of the soul-catching banner to slowly attach to the chart, and found that the chart was really getting darker and darker.

I don’t know if the chart is just a corner of the whole picture or what’s going on.

When Qian Yunsheng slowly passed the Yin Qi in, until the chart completely turned into dark black, only the word "Canglan" was displayed on it, and nothing else could be displayed.

Qian Yunsheng took away the soul-catching banner and frowned. Among all the information he knew, the only one that could match these two words was the ancient sect Canglan God Clan.

Legend has it that the ancient emperor Canglan entered the Chaos Sea and broke into the sky with an axe, which opened up a prehistoric world. Later, after he died, his descendants regarded themselves as the Canglan clan and opened up a small world as their foundation.

Qian Yunsheng sneered, so what about the gods? In the history he knew, it was the human race that finally squeezed the gods into the corner of history that he knew.

These gods seem to be able to shake mountains and seas in every move, but they cannot withstand the unity of mankind.

Those seemingly huge bodies and magical techniques were also in the united efforts of people, and in the human world, little by little, and generation after generation, finally gained an advantage in the battle with the gods.

It is precisely because of this unity of mankind that has allowed mankind to gradually pull all the gods off the altar and to the corner from the age of the gods, and has given mankind greater living space.

Just like Canglan, they are now in vain. These so-called gods cannot withstand the long river of history and end up living in myths and legends.

However, humans are active in the coast of the East China Sea from generation to generation, and even today even the demon race is squeezed into the deep sea bit by bit by bit by bit by mankind.

If humans can still be so united, even if the road is tortuous, Qian Yunsheng firmly believes that humans can firmly imprint their own footprints.

Thinking of this, Qian Yunsheng shook his head and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Perhaps it is because of the long-term peace, or because people have lost the desire to win outside, and now human beings are no longer as united as before.

On the contrary, all the bad habits inherent in human nature that are rooted in human nature have emerged, such as struggle, greed, complaint, jealousy, insidiousness, selfishness, sophistry, deception...

It seems that once humans lose external pressure, such internal struggles will be aroused. So many factions have been specially divided among humans.

Buddhist practice, Taoist practice, ghost practice, magic practice, magic practice... There are more factions in various factions. These factions are not only not united, but also fight against each other, accuse and crush each other.

For example, for their ghost cultivators, they were originally an important force to fight against foreign enemies, but under the long-term suppression of the so-called righteous monks, they have now gradually withered.

So much so that they could only hide in the corner with their heads and tails exposed. Thinking of this, Qian Yunsheng sighed.

Human beings seem to be getting closer and closer to the pure world of ideals, and seem to be becoming more and more harmonious. In fact, not only can they not make them stronger, but they are losing their most precious and united power.

They drove more and more different voices into the corner, not only not helping them become stronger, but also gained the upper hand in fighting with foreign races. On the contrary, they were exposing the insignificance of individual human beings to the gods without missing a glance.

After losing the belief in unity, the prosperity that seemed to be burning with fire had already been permeated into a sieve everywhere.

Human beings are no longer the glory of their ancestors, and have been divided, tempted, betrayed, and sold out by the mighty powers of the gods...

Those grand scenes that seem to be blooming like flowers have actually been full of dangers; those prosperity that seem to be burning with fire have actually been permeated into a sieve everywhere.

Sects, families, cities and states, casual cultivators, rivers and lakes... each has its own ideas and goals.

Qian Yunsheng sighed secretly, and the scenes experienced by the Southern Barbarians flew through his mind like a revolving lantern.

How long has it been since humans expanded their territory? Is it five hundred years or a thousand years?

Even in the battle between the Southern Barbarians, which aims to expand territory, it ended almost like a meteor. This made Qian Yunsheng deeply feel the harm of this differentiation to mankind.

When a fist has only one finger toward others and four fingers to yourself, failure has actually become a necessity and inevitable.

Shaking his head, Qian Yunsheng shook all these mixed thoughts out of his mind. For him now, these are not issues that he can care about.

For him at present, the most important thing is to live. Living is the biggest truth!

After mocking himself for thinking about so many boring things, Qian Yunsheng pulled his thoughts back, looked down at the chart in his hand, and said intimately:

"But it is said that Canglan opened up the East China Sea, and the Canglan Gods should have settled here in the end. I don't know when this map of unknown material that existed will be the remains of the Canglan Gods?"

Qian Yunsheng thought about it and decided not to use his brain anymore. He now has too little information. Without knowing the authenticity, it would be a waste of time to rashly penetrate into this empty and ethereal opportunity without knowing the authenticity.

You should know that some monks will deliberately create fake treasure maps and throw them everywhere, luring greedy monks to come to search for treasures, but in fact they are all set up to kill the array.

Poor that these treasure hunters all became treasures for others in the end, so he thought for a moment and decided to put it aside.

Nowadays, humans have long reached the point where they need to be careful everywhere. Sometimes this kind of scheming and shamelessness is even more sinister and tricky than dealing with outsiders.

So for Qian Yunsheng, unless he can get more clues in the future, he will not waste his energy on such things.

As for this chart, he shook his head and smiled. Since it had been thoroughly studied, there was no need to exist in the world to make it easier for others. Therefore, his sharp energy was revealed in his hand and he cut the entire chart to pieces.

At the same time, he also checked carefully to prevent himself from missing something.

It was not until Qian Yunsheng found nothing unusual that he felt completely relieved. He opened the porthole beside the boat, shook his hand, and threw the ball of powdered debris into the sea, completely destroying the corpse.

Just as he was about to close the window, he suddenly frowned. Another figure of a sirens appeared in his spiritual sense, and this time it seemed to be coming very quickly.

Qian Yunsheng smiled indifferently and said to himself: "The spirit stone sender is coming again!"

Thinking of the rolling spirit stones that were about to flow into his pocket, he felt very happy for a moment. He simply walked out of the window, jumped to the deck "swoosh" and said loudly:

"Another monster is coming, everyone hurry up and hide!"
Chapter completed!