This ferry is like a ghost ship.

As we all know, Su Cheng did not obtain the "certificate" of entry and exit from the Moro Realm, this is just "smuggling"!

Since it is a smuggling, it is impossible to eliminate the huge interference from the world's mezzanine and the danger of encountering evil spirits along the way.

Fortunately, the interference and all dangers of the world mezzanine are proportional to the mass of the smugglers.

In other words, if the smuggler is Su Cheng, then the interference and danger are unpredictable (if the upper limit is not capped, you will almost certainly encounter evil spirits). If the smuggler is a mortal, then the danger is the general "storm".

If not, ghost cultivators cannot smuggle the Mora Realm. If not, smuggle in the heavens and all realms will not be prevalent today.

It is precisely because of such rules that there are such ferries and "ship tickets" to screen the same batch of personnel.

The ferry is light enough but the protection is strong enough. An overflow value will appear in the middle, that is, the protection value. After careful selection, the smugglers in the same batch try to choose people whose abilities exceed their own quality. There is also an overflow value here. When the two items are combined together, it is enough to ensure most of the safety of a journey.

Of course, accidents can still happen, such as gods.

The smuggling people are not enough to attract the attention of the gods and will not arouse their interest. However, if they are not lucky and encounter them directly, they will only have the result of a complete end.

Fortunately, this probability did not occur during this voyage.

The ferry enters the world mezzanine. The people on the ferry do not know when to enter, nor do they observe the environment of the world mezzanine.

The moment they entered, they blurred all cognitions, not only about themselves, but also about the outside world, and even their thinking became confused and fell into a state of confusion that seemed to sleep but not sleep, but seemed to wake but not wake up.

Everything the eyes see is a bizarre phantom, and the phantom has no practical content, all comes from their own memories and emotions.

Everything is just right, just right with their own quality.

At this time, the ferry supports a round rain cover, like a bubble, wrapping everyone in the middle.

The interference immediately dropped, and all smugglers immediately became a little more awake.

Some people have regained a little bit of their ability to move, realize what is happening, and think about why they are here.

Some people are still in a chaotic state where they have lost their basic cognition, but their bodies are fixed in the warehouse. Whether they are twitching or going crazy, they cannot do things that hurt themselves or others.

After all interference is eliminated, an average value is taken, which is the "interference distortion force of the world mezzanine" that is descending on the ferry at this moment, which is far from Su Cheng's awe-inspiring and infinitely profound power of the universe. Qin Si is one line higher than this average value, and he becomes the most sober and actionable person on the ferry.

The ferry sailed in the wonderful mezzanine of the world, locking the coordinates of the Moro Realm, in a existence and navigation posture that could not be accurately described in words - that is what Qin Si perceived and thought about at this moment.

The speed of thinking and body reaction seemed to slow down countless times. He came from the cabin to the deck step by step, mechanically, and staggered from the cabin to the deck. A head-up action seemed to have been like a century, and his eyes fell on the film on the surface of the ferry, trying his best to see through it, trying to observe the outside world.

The outside world, the mezzanine of the world.

This is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It is an insight and confirmation that exceeds the level of life. It has a huge effect on him. Although he cannot absorb it now, it will be like a treasure house, deposited in the depths of his memory. Once he reaches a certain level in the future, he will slowly discover it bit by bit.

However, a simple peeping action was extremely difficult, and what he saw was completely different from what Su Cheng saw.

What Su Cheng saw was extremely direct, extremely specific, and extremely real.

But what he saw was extremely abstract, extremely messy, extremely blurry, extremely distant!

Even so, when the perception signal went through a "long" journey and finally fed back to his extremely dull consciousness, it was like a burst of enlightenment. A "sense" that could not be accurately described turned into a tangible force, shattering a certain shackle on his body and life.

Click!

The sound of extremely clear fragmentation echoed on his soul.

Then, a bright light flashed.

Then he felt that time seemed to accelerate, and in an instant he returned to a normal frequency. The boundaries of thinking, body, and life were gone, and the heavy burden was gone, just like a fish trapped on the shore, suddenly being thrown back into the water.

The five senses returned, and the moment the strong light dissipated, I saw the strange rusty sky, smelled the dead air, and the smell of the air filled with smell.

At this time, the ferry just broke out from the entrance of a pitch-black vortex!

"Dear passengers, the 1098th flight has successfully arrived in the Moro border. The staff at the port are boarding the ship. Please cooperate with their related work and resume as soon as possible. Finally, I wish you a happy journey. Welcome to continue to choose this flight next time, goodbye!"

"There are another group of 'new recruits'. What happened to the Holy See? The people sent to our fortress recently were all 'new recruits'."

"You just have contentment. It's good to have 'new recruits'. There are several fortresses on the front line, but they haven't been replenished for several months."

"Hmph, those fortresses must have been 'polluted'. How dare the Holy See's Church before the situation is clear? We are different. We are the outermost line of defense in the satellite city. How can the Holy See fool it?"

"Okay, don't complain, don't the veterans come from among the recruits?"

"Boss, when they pass, they may not be able to stay here. It's because the city lord is too stingy and cannot retain talents."

"Fuck, you are a fool, I'm a talent, Damn, your mouth... Hey, why are there people on the deck??"

"Is this... a monk!?"

"Ha, how can monks get along with professionals?"

"I know that."

"Shh, whisper, I'm 'enlightening'!"

Qin Si opened her eyes and felt that the wonderful state of incomprehensibleness that she could not trust was moving away little by little. She was reluctant to leave and could not let it stay for a moment.

I feel that although my cultivation has not changed much, my soul is full, and it is full of plumpness and humor. The more benefits are still in my heart, but I cannot fully understand them. I only feel refreshed, clear-headed, and bright-eyed. Everything I feel is like untiing a layer of veil, becoming real, concrete, and direct.

A breeze with a slight stinking and rotten breath blew, Qin Si felt the chill on her face, and when she touched her hands, she found that she was already in tears.

"Okay, let's go up!"

Qin Si turned around and watched a team of ingenious professionals board the ship.

"Congratulations to this immortal master, I wonder how much I got from this trip?"

The person who spoke was a professional in his thirties in his head.

I saw his long hair simply tied to his forehead with a green branch. The branches seemed to survive naturally, but there was a round bulge in the center of his eyebrows. On the bulge, a blue gem was inlaid with pure and powerful wood-type spiritual power, like a vortex, which strongly attracted people's attention.

The man had delicate eyebrows and eyes like a woman, with a slender body, a green dress tightly against his majestic body, and a long bow with the same emerald green behind him.

The complex and exquisite patterns engraved on the bow are different from the cloud text, but are complex geometric figures composed of clear points, lines and surfaces.

The halo of energy is like flowing water, flowing on the patterns. The special halo has a very strange effect. This effect is extremely in line with the surrounding environment, and there is even a trace of true meaning of wood contained in it.

Let’s look at the man behind him, seven or eight men and women with different outfits but similar temperaments.

Qin Si was shocked.

These people are not weak.

The person in the lead seems to be different from himself.

Many observations and reactions were only in a moment. Qin Si tidied up his appearance, showed a smile, nodded and said, "I have gained a lot!"

"That's good! I wonder if the immortal master is passing by, or..."

Qin Si looked at the cabin where there was already movement and said, "I have teammates too."

The professionals in the lead were stunned, while the professionals behind him were filled with joy, "I don't know what the mercenary group of the Immortal Master?"

"nightingale!"

"That's right!" The head-in-law Kojima had a strange look in his eyes, and turned around and said to his companion: "Is the Nightingale Mercenary Group accepting the sequence!?"

"Head, it is precisely, the Nightingale is one of the twelve mercenary groups accepted this time."

"Who is the leader of the mercenary group?"

"Wait, I'll take a look-I've found it, it's Cui Jian's fourth-level ranger!"

"That's good!" The leading professional turned around and said to Qin Si with a smile: "Please wait a moment, the rest of your group need to recover as soon as possible!"

Qin Si nodded and let the road leading to the cabin.

Only when you come to the front of the deck alone can you have free time to look at the world you are in.

The rust-colored sky was extremely depressing, and a towering city wall blocked his view from the distance. The ferry was floating in the air for a few meters, and it was located in a huge and flat square behind the city wall.

On the city wall, there were many vigilant figures standing, and a white-robed priest presided over the altar, holding a round crystal ball in his hand, constantly exploring what was outside the city wall.

When he was just arriving, Qin Si shouldn't have acted rashly, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he pinched the magic trick and sacrificed the flying sword.

The flying sword flashed and he rose into the air. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped on the flying sword, his body shook and almost fell from the flying sword!

Qin Si's face changed, and he felt that the operation of spiritual power had become much more awkward. After careful investigation, he found that his cultivation level had dropped by 20% out of thin air.

"Be careful, the laws of this world are very different..."

Qin Si's face turned black, and he drove the flying sword to rise, looking out from the air.

The cracked earth is full of "rust", and the filthy swamp is like pieces of abscess in the vast wasteland. The faint black smoke evaporates from the cracks of the earth, and the white bones are dotted. In addition to human figures, there are many skeletal configurations that have never been seen before.

These white bones are like hills, while the small ones are almost corroded into pieces.

Look at the swamp, the rich dead energy forms a vortex like a substantial vortex. In the vortex, the evil spirits visible to the naked eye struggle, twist and wail!

The stench in the air could not be avoided, and the faint discomfort made Qin Si's face change drastically.

The sky, the earth, the swamp, the cracks... are like purgatory!

The great road has been covered with dust here, and it has almost become a country of the dead.

When a monk comes here, he will be suppressed by nature, but when a ghost cultivator comes here, he will be like a fish in water!

It happened to be reversed from Tongxuan Realm.

Qin Si turned around and looked behind him.
To be continued...