轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！He looked around, there were no islands nearby for refuge, and immediately activated the talisman.

The next moment, a storm struck.

Qin Sang was like a ghost, swaying in the wind and rain.

The storm showed no sign of abating, and Qin Sang, bearing the wind and rain, continued to move forward.

Linggui Island is located near a medium-sized island called Bamenshan Island, and there are dozens of smaller islands nearby. However, all these islands are very barren and are not looked down upon by high-level cultivators.

According to the information Qin Sang had gathered along the way, the forces in this sea area were not strong. The most powerful faction was the Han Hai Gate, and its master was only a cultivator at the Jindan stage.

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Qin Sang had been rehearsing in his mind how to meet the Island Master of Linggui Island.

Having come this far, whether or not it's Senior Qingzhu, a visit to the island is definitely a must.

But Qin Sang wouldn't act rashly. He planned to conceal his cultivation and lurk around Spirit Turtle Island for a while, gathering information about the island master, so as to judge this person's true nature.

The Wang surname cultivator only heard about this person from rumors. The details of his deeds are only known to the residents on the surrounding islands.

Finally, there was news from Senior Qingzhu, Qin Sang's heart couldn't help but feel uneasy.

But overall, I'm still full of anticipation. Senior Qingzhu is a true swordsman. Through two letters left behind and past deeds, one can also see glimpses of his character.

Thinking these thoughts, Qin Sang set his sights on the direction of Bama Island and sped forward through the wind.

The storm raged on, the surroundings pitch black. Qin Sang flew for a while alone, then suddenly stopped, as if he had heard something.

Qin Sang leaned in to listen, sorting out the unusual sounds from the chaos and suddenly changed direction.

Not long after, Qin Sang saw a wooden boat about to capsize.

Strong winds and huge waves, torrential rain.

The wooden boat was swaying precariously. A luminous dome, clearly a protective barrier formed by an array of spiritual energy, shimmered on the deck. However, for some unknown reason, it was already fragmented and flickering, on the verge of extinction.

Some places were exposed to the storm, looking so fragile and severely damaged.

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At this moment, the hull was already tilting precariously, on the verge of capsizing.

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Qin Sang had sharp eyesight and discovered that there were still survivors on the boat. After a moment's contemplation, he flew straight toward the wooden vessel.

As I got closer to the wooden boat, I could see it more clearly.

Several people were running on the deck, their faces panicked, like headless flies. They weren't ordinary people, but their cultivation wasn't high either, only at the Qi Refining stage.

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These people were obviously trying to repair the spirit formation, but they didn't know how. Some of them collapsed and cried out in despair. Without the protection of the large ship and the spirit formation, these Qi Refining cultivators had little chance of surviving the storm.

"Hurry! Stuff all the spirit stones in there! Third junior brother, go to the hold and see if Master has woken up"

One young man in white struggled to contain his panic, desperately trying to repair the spirit formation. Despite his best efforts, he was simply not skilled enough, and nothing seemed to work.

'Boom!'

A monstrous wave, dozens of feet high, crashed down.

The light cover dimmed again, several shades. The hull wasn't completely shattered, but it was close. It creaked and groaned everywhere.

Just when everyone was despairing, a strange figure suddenly appeared on the deck.

They thought they were seeing things, staring intently before realizing it was a boy younger than them in appearance, but with a demeanor far more composed and an aura that wasn't even weaker than their master's.

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"Who are you Are there only a few of you on board"

Qin Sang swept his surroundings and frowned.

He also looked a bit disheveled, only because he disguised himself as a Qi Refining cultivator.

The young man in white saw Qin Sang, after a brief surprise, thinking of his master being seriously injured and unconscious. He was afraid that this person had ulterior motives. Not only was he mixed with joy and sorrow, but he also dared not lie or deceive.

But, dying at the hands of this person is no different than dying in a storm.

He remained surprisingly calm and shouted, "Respectfully informing the seniors, this junior is a disciple of the Three Mountains Sect. I followed my master out to sea. When the storm hit, our ship was suddenly attacked by a sea beast, damaging the spirit formation. My master repelled the sea beast but was gravely injured and unconscious. This junior begs the seniors for mercy and save our lives!"

Qin Sang's divine sense swept through, and he immediately discovered a severely injured Qi Refinement cultivator in the cabin. He was a middle-aged man, his figure flashing in and out of sight.

The young man in white and the others were startled and hurriedly ran inside.

Then, Qin Sang was seen clutching their master's arm, seemingly checking his injuries.

Everyone held their breath.

This person's injuries were severe, with damage to all five internal organs. Qin Sang took out a healing elixir and stuffed it into his mouth. The medicine worked immediately upon entering his system, causing the man to wake up calmly, though he was still weak.

The young man in white and the others were overjoyed.

"Thank you, fellow cultivator, for saving my life…"

Upon seeing Qin Sang, this stranger, he was taken aback. Hearing his disciples speak of Long Que's lineage, he tried his best to muster his strength and offer a greeting.

Qin Sang waved his hand to stop him and said, "Fellow Daoist, your injuries are too severe. You need to rest for a while before you can recover. The wind and waves outside are high, and the wooden boat is about to capsize. I was going to Bameng Island, but I encountered a storm and wanted to take shelter on the boat. Please tell me the secrets of this formation so that I can repair it."

After a short while, Qin Sang returned to the deck and took out some spirit materials. With ease, he restored the spirit array.

The shield is restored, holding back the storm.

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The hull finally escaped the impact, pulled back from the brink of capsizing. The young man in white and his companions narrowly escaped death. They followed Qin Sang's instructions and repaired the damaged sections of the ship.

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When the wooden boat was stable, Qin Sang ordered others to steer and returned to the cabin to discuss with their master.

“My name is Wu. I was originally a wandering cultivator who took in a few incompetent disciples, calling ourselves the Three Mountains Sect. We were practicing on a small island near Baimen Island, but this time we ventured out for some business. Unexpectedly, we encountered disasters and almost died here. Fortunately, Daoist Qin arrived just in time to save our lives…”

The head of the martial arts school looked a little better and curiously asked, “Were you cultivating on Baimen Island, fellow daoist We’ve probably never met before, have we”

Qin Sang shook his head and said, "Qin is not a disciple of the Pammen Island School, but a wandering cultivator. I have traveled all over the world, seeking out influential families and major sects, but unfortunately, my talent is limited and I was not accepted. By chance, I heard a rumor that there was a senior near Pammen Island who had opened a dojo to teach and guide wandering cultivators. That's why I came here to be his disciple."

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"Are you here to find the master of Linggui Island"

The head of the martial arts sect exclaimed in surprise, his eyes suddenly flashing with a strange color.

Qin Sang saw his expression was amiss, and her heart tightened. She asked repeatedly, "What's wrong Is the rumor untrue"

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The head of the martial arts sect shook his head and said, "The rumors are true. To be frank with Daoist Qin, I used to be an itinerant cultivator from another region. Hearing that the island master's predecessor was giving lectures, I was drawn here and received guidance from my predecessor, reaping great benefits. Later, by chance, I successfully built my foundation. However...Daoist friend arrived too late."

Qin Sang frowned upon hearing this, "That senior has already left"

"It's not leaving."

The Sect Master let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with deep hatred as he gritted his teeth and said: "It's the enemy of that senior who has come! The Island Master senior had been living in seclusion here for two hundred years, but his enemies haven't let him go. They pursued him here, razing Spirit Turtle Island to the ground, and the fate of the Island Master senior is unknown!"

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