Chapter 405: Out of the Gray Sea
Ding Huan calculated it several times, but every time he found nothing after entering the gray sea.

Since they can’t enter the Gray Sea, does that mean they have to stay between the Gray Sea and the swamp?

As for going back, Ding Huan had never thought about it.

Where could he go back to? Back to the swamp or back to the wasteland? No matter where he went, it was not where he wanted to go.

Stopping between the gray sea and the swamp, Ding Huan always had a frightened feeling. This was not a place to stay for long.

Once you enter this vast void swamp, there is only one way to go.

That is to keep moving forward.

The edge of the gray sea is intertwined with the swamp. The farther the swamp is, the wider the gray sea should be.

Even when the end of the swamp was reached, the gray sea continued to extend.

It is absolutely impossible to walk along the edge of the water.

His iron pot is an ancient treasure. If he can completely refine the 108 restrictions, he may be able to cross the Gray Sea.

Now if he wants to cross the Gray Sea and leave the Billion Void Swamp, he must find another way.

That’s not right. I have always been calculating what will happen after entering the Gray Sea.

There is no specific route for this kind of entry. Entering the gray sea from anywhere is entry.

Why not choose a distinctive route to enter the gray sea?

Thinking of this, Ding Huan began to plan the route. He divided the ten-mile-wide coastline in front of him into ten routes, and then calculated from one to ten.

Select the first line and leave it blank.

Choose the second route to enter the gray sea, blank.

……

When Ding Huan chose the sixth route, it was suddenly no longer blank. The sea surface appeared in his mind, and the sea surface was all around him.

This means that he has entered the Gray Sea and can feel the situation around it safely.

Then the seventh one is also a safe route.

Ding Huan was not quite reassured, so he re-calculated it again.

What made Ding Huan speechless was that in the second simulation, the safe routes were no longer the sixth and seventh, but the second and third.

The third calculation, the fourth calculation...

Ding Huan did not get tired of using the arithmetic over and over again.

Because when Ding Huan was calculating, he had to calculate every detail, even extending to a very far distance. So it consumed a lot of energy and made his mind a little tired.

Ding Huan was not disappointed, he believed he had found a way to cross the gray sea.

If you choose a ten-mile range in the gray sea, there must be a safe route. This safe route is constantly changing, and the width is about two miles.

As long as he calculated fast enough, he could accurately find the safe route and then control the iron pot in.

He didn't need to calculate every detail as carefully as he did now, he just needed to have a general idea of ​​where it was safe.

This method is more dangerous than controlling the iron pot in the water, but now he and Wen Zhixi have no other choice.

After recovering again, Ding Huan walked out of the closed-door protective formation.

He was becoming increasingly uneasy about the place where they were staying.

Wen Zhixi looked at Ding Huan and tried to speak in a gentle voice: "Brother Ding, why don't we practice here for a while, and when we are stronger, it may be better to enter the Gray Sea."

Ding Huan shook his head: "We can't practice here. I have a feeling that we can't stay here for too long. It's not safe. Let's go now and come up quickly."

Ding Huan stepped onto the iron pot first.

Wen Zhixi quickly followed Ding Huan onto the iron pot. Ding Huan did not hesitate and controlled the iron pot to quickly rush into the sea of ​​​​gray.

Seeing Ding Huan rushing into the gray sea like this, Wen Zhixi's heart trembled and her face turned a little pale.

She felt uneasy when she thought about flying over the vast and boundless ocean and that if she fell she would never be able to get up again.

But when she turned around, her face became even paler.

Where we had just rested, waves of swamp tides were sweeping past.

At this moment she finally understood where the swamp tide came from. It turned out that it came from the Gray Sea.

She looked at Ding Huan, ready to say something to him, but she saw that Ding Huan had a serious expression, as if he was calculating something.

When she saw the iron pot constantly changing direction in the gray sea, she understood that Ding Huan was calculating a safe route.

She didn't know how Ding Huan did it, and now she could only place all her hopes on Ding Huan.

As soon as he entered the Gray Sea, Ding Huan realized that things were more complicated than he had imagined. The speed of his iron pot could not be too fast. If it was too fast, he would not have time to calculate a safe route.

But the speed of his iron pot cannot be too slow, otherwise the safety route he calculated before will become unsafe.

So at this moment his mind was running wildly. It can be said that if he did not have the Sea of ​​Consciousness Universe, he would have been unable to hold on.

This kind of workload is not something that ordinary people can bear. Not only does it require a strong and tough mind, but it also requires a strong immortal energy.

Ding Huan knew that he might not be able to rest his mind for several months or even years.

This definitely won't work. You need to strengthen your spiritual power to give it a chance to recover.

He could only calculate the safe route on the gray sea while practicing the great cosmic technique.

And this time his practice will be more inclined to enhance the depth of his spiritual consciousness. As long as his spiritual consciousness is still there, he will be temporarily safe.

The divine consciousness finally had some chance to recover, but it was obviously not enough. A month later, although Ding Huan's calculation of the safe route became faster and simpler, his divine consciousness could no longer hold on.

It’s a pity that there is no place to practice here, otherwise he could just rest for a while and then move on.

Feeling Ding Huan's flushed face and cold sweat oozing from his forehead, Wen Zhixi knew that something was not right.

She quickly grabbed out hundreds of thousands of immortal crystals and set up a spirit gathering immortal formation around Ding Huan. Although these immortal crystals had mottled Taoist aura, they were better than nothing.

Sure enough, as soon as these fairy crystals fell beside Ding Huan, they turned into streams of fairy spiritual energy that wrapped around Ding Huan.

Ding Huan breathed a sigh of relief. He had been planning to cut out a section of the fairy vein, but he just couldn't spare the energy to do so.

Wen Zhixi took out so many fairy crystals, which was like a timely help to him.

Although this immortal crystal has a lot of mottled Dao rhyme, it doesn't make much difference to him.

His great cosmic art can strip away these mottled Dao rhymes and absorb the pure immortal spiritual energy into it.

Absorbing a large amount of immortal spiritual energy can not only enhance his immortal essence, but also increase and restore his spiritual power.

After seeing that he took out the fairy crystal, Ding Huan's breath became much more stable. Wen Zhixi secretly cursed himself for being so slow to react.

In the blink of an eye, the second month of entering the gray sea has passed.

That day, Wen Zhixi saw an island. The island was shrouded in mist and seemed to be full of lush green plants.

She really wanted to suggest that Ding Huan go to the island to rest for a while, but Ding Huan was so focused on calculating the correct route that she held back and didn't say anything.

The fact is that even if she asked Ding Huan to go over, he wouldn't go.

If the iron pot wants to enter the island, it must move away from its current position.

And now the route that Tieguo is walking on is all the safe route calculated by Ding Huan. If he deviates from it, wouldn't that be seeking death?

Just look at the swamp tide and you will know how terrible it is to take the wrong route. You will definitely be torn apart by the spatial dislocation above the gray sea.

Wen Zhixi didn't dare to practice, she could only help Ding Huan increase the fairy crystals at any time.

As long as the immortal crystals were gone, she would immediately add more immortal crystals to Ding Huan.

The third month, the fourth month...

Wen Zhixi had used up all of his immortal crystals, but the gray sea was still endless.

Without the support of Xianjing, Ding Huan began to live off his past capital again.

A year later, when Wen Zhixi saw the red blood mist rising above Ding Huan's head, she couldn't help but tell Ding Huan that she should stop calculating and let Ding Huan enter her Jiulun Seal.

But can her Jiulun Seal definitely block the terrifying gray sea?
"Brother Ding..." Wen Zhixi finally couldn't help but shout. If this continued, she was sure that Ding Huan would be exhausted.

But before she could say anything, she saw Ding Huan spurting out streams of blood, and then the speed of the reincarnation pot suddenly increased.

She didn't dare say anything more.

Two days later, Ding Huan's body was shaking and he looked like he was about to fall down at any time.

Wen Zhixi decided that no matter whether her Jiulun Seal could stop the gray sea from swallowing her, she would bring Ding Huan into the Jiulun Seal.

Just at this moment, she saw Ding Huan falling on the iron pot.

Wen Zhixi immediately stepped forward to help Ding Huan up...

This is not right. Wen Zhixi turned around suddenly and saw a hazy mist behind her.

An endless wall of fog stretched across the sea, and divine thoughts could not penetrate at all.

But the iron pot was flying freely on the sea. Her divine sense extended out again, and the sea was still boundless.

The sea water was a deep blue, and there was no obstruction to the divine thoughts.

I felt the fairy spirit of heaven and earth around me, and there was not a trace of Taoism.

Is this a step out of the sea of ​​​​gray?
Wen Zhixi murmured excitedly: "We are out of the gray sea, Brother Ding."

Ding Huan opened his eyes, and he naturally knew that he had walked out of the gray sea.

He had already calculated that the iron pot would fall on the normal sea surface, and the sea they were in now was connected to the Gray Sea.

As long as you enter the fog, there is a sea of ​​gray.

"Yes, we finally walked out of the Gray Sea." Ding Huan took out a drop of billion-year-old sea marrow and swallowed it, and his breath was slightly restored.

His mind scanned and saw someone coming from a distance.

Ding Huan immediately summoned out an ordinary flying spiritual device, and he and Wen Zhixi entered the flying spiritual device, while putting away the iron pot.

Soon a flying magic weapon appeared in the sight of Ding Huan and Wen Zhixi. It was a flying boat, a lower-grade immortal weapon, with four cultivators on it.

"What did you two gain?" The cultivator on the flying boat saw Ding Huan and Wen Zhixi and asked from a distance.

Then they discovered the top-grade spiritual weapon spaceship that Ding Huan and Wen Zhixi were riding on, and there was some sympathy in the eyes of the monks on the flying boat.

Coming to this place, not even having a low-grade immortal weapon is considered very poor.

This is a place where you risk your life. No matter how poor you are, you must buy a lower-grade flying magic weapon.

Hearing this, Ding Huan knew that these people were looking for something.

He sighed helplessly: "Unlucky, nothing gained, we are ready to go back."

A female cultivator on the opposite flying boat said, "You have too few people. It takes at least three people to catch the Gray Sea Crystal. It's difficult for the two of you to get the Gray Sea Crystal."

(End of this chapter)