This large sailing ship was sailing very fast and was heading towards him.
Yuwen Zhouyuan once saw nearly a hundred such large sailing ships at the ferry of Hailan City. He immediately understood that this large sailing ship should have come from Hailan City, and maybe it belonged to someone in Hailan City.
The fleet of a true master and ancestor.
Yuwenzhou Yuanshenbao is weird.
In fact, he has always been puzzled about the purpose of such a large sailing ship. Such a large sailing ship, which does not sail very fast, can actually sail in such a dangerous Dongzhou Divine Territory. I really don't know how they allow such a large sailing ship to survive on the sea.
Come down. The person operating the boat must be extremely experienced and extremely brave.
When he saw that it was a large sailing ship from Aquamarine City, he immediately felt strongly wary in his heart and was unwilling to fly over again.
Such a sailing ship must belong to some quite powerful maritime force. There should be quite a few True Yuan Stage monks on board, ranging from a few to dozens or even hundreds.
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew very well that if he went over there, he would definitely be alone. If the monks on the ship had malicious intentions, he would be in big trouble. No matter how strong one of his monks is, he will be unable to defeat a large group of monks.
siege.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't want to take such a risk, so he thought for a moment and immediately turned his flying sword to avoid the large sailing ship.
Anyway, this place is very close to the small island of Yunzuo. It is not too late for him to take a rest after finding the small island of Zhihe.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan recognized the large sailing ship, the monks on the large sailing ship also naturally recognized him.
At this time, on the head of the large sailboat, there was an old man in gray robe standing with his hands behind his back, and a middle-aged man with a sturdy body, rough palms, and copper-colored skin. There were also many low-level real people on the ship.
The monks in Qi period are busy.
"Ship owner, look over there, there's a real monk flying across the sea. Ha, it seems we can make another windfall today. Ship owner, do you think we should intercept him?" The middle-aged man said,
He said happily.
"Well, don't worry, let's wait for him to fly over on his own. Lao Wu, ask all the brothers to get ready. Don't scare away the big fish. When he comes, let's take action together to capture this man in one fell swoop.
"The old man said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" The man responded, turning his head and shouting to the monks in the cabin.
Soon, several big men in the real-life stage rushed out excitedly and lurked in the cargo of the ship. Undoubtedly, they were all real-life monks and the leaders of this large sailing ship.
However, they were soon disappointed. The monks on the boat were surprised to find that the monk was flying towards their boat, but when he was still more than five or six miles away from them, he suddenly stopped and turned to avoid them.
The ship flew in another direction.
They've never seen anything like this.
You know, on the sea leading to the Dongzhou Divine Realm, the monks who were straggler across the sea were lost in the vast sea and suddenly saw a large sailing ship from Hailan City. It was like meeting their dearest person.
Almost all of them flew over without hesitation. How could they consider so much, but this monk, just as he was about to board the ship, suddenly turned around and left.
The fat on the lips ran away, which was undoubtedly a big blow to the gray-robed old man on the boat and these big men.
"Did he find out that we were against him? Impossible. We didn't show any hostility." The old man frowned and muttered to himself for several decades.
The old man told several big men to be quiet while he went to see for himself.
The old man in gray robe threw a flying weapon, turned into a ray of light, flew up from the large sailboat, and flew straight towards Yuwen Zhouyuan, while shouting loudly: "That monk in front of you, wait a moment.
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Although Yuwen Zhouyuan turned around and left, he still looked back when he heard shouts from behind.
He saw a real-life monk on the large sailboat chasing him from a distance, and he was not too worried. Yuwen Zhouyuan was confident enough that it was impossible for a mere real-life monk to intercept him here.
Yuwen Zhouyuan slowed down his watch, clasped his storage bag in his hands, and was on guard.
The monk flew closer, and Yuwen Zhouyuan saw an old man in robes with a gray beard coming. He was about the fifth level of cultivation in the real person stage. Such cultivation was very average.
This old man must have been at sea all year round, weathered, and has strong bones.
"This fellow Taoist, I am Song Chunyang, a monk from the Song family fleet in Hailan City. I am also the owner of this large sailing ship. I am carrying a batch of goods to the Emerald Island. Fellow Taoist should be your accomplice.
Are we separated? We are all monks from Middle-earth. It is not easy to meet on this sea. Why don’t you, fellow Taoist, take a ride on my boat? My boat is just on the way and can take you to the Emerald Island, so you don’t have to worry about it.
He was flying randomly on the sea and took the wrong path." The old man flew in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, a friendly smile appeared on his thin cheeks, and he laughed.
"Is your ship going to the Emerald Island?" Yuwen Zhouyuan was startled for a moment, showing a strange look, and then he lowered his head, seeming to be a little shaken, but also hesitant and hesitant, thinking about whether to follow or not.
Seeing that he was moved, the old man was secretly happy and quickly advised: "That's right. Fellow Taoist, there is no need to worry. The ship of my Song family is well-known in Hailan City, and it is very safe to sail on the sea. After fellow Taoist arrives at Emerald Island, you can
Find some accomplices there and go to other islands together. However, you only need to pay a small fee."
After hearing the old man's words, Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to let go of the worries in his heart, and said in surprise: "On the Emerald Island, can we find other monks heading to the Dongzhou Divine Realm? ... Anyway, since we are on the way, I'm not polite, thank you for your help.
The captain took me to the Emerald Isle."
"Haha, where are you? It's not too late for me to welcome you. Fellow Taoist, please come with me." Song Chunyang said with a hearty laugh.
"Please!" Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled.
Song Chunyang immediately returned with his sword and flew towards the large sailing ship with Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan rode the flying sword and followed behind the old man. Suddenly his eyes became cold.
A golden flying sword shot out and turned into a ten-foot-long raging fire sword, which went straight to the old man's heart. At the same time, it threw out the cloud tent, the soul-shaking drum, and the immortal rope that were already in his hands. If this flying sword failed to kill the old man,
Take it down, and these magic weapons will be thrown together to launch a wild attack.
"You!" Song Chunyang suddenly became alert. He felt a murderous aura coming from behind him and couldn't help but look back.
In order to dispel Yuwen Zhouyuan's wariness and lure him on board, Song Chunyang took no precautions at all and did not even put on a protective mask. Moreover, he was confident that Yuwen Zhouyuan would not dare to attack him because there were still people on the big sailing ship.
Many accomplices.
But he never thought that this place was only a few miles away from the large sailing ship, and the flight of the weapon only took a few blinks of an eye.
In such a short distance, Yuwen Zhouyuan actually dared to turn against him, and he turned against him so quickly, and his strikes were so fierce, he couldn't stop himself in such a hurry.
Song Chunyang reacted and wanted to dodge, but the flying sword had already pierced a big bloody hole in his heart. He stared in pain and tried to fight back, but was powerless and fell headlong into the sea.
"Old man, if you want to trick me into going there, you should use some clever tricks. This boat is clearly heading to Aquamarine City, not the Emerald Island! Do you think I'm lost at sea and can't tell the direction?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan penetrated Song Chunyang's body with one blow and smiled coldly.
Of course, he did not forget to take away all the old man's flying sword weapons, storage bags, etc. in the blink of an eye. Then, he immediately took control of the cloud and fog sky account, turned around and flew away quickly.
That day in Hailan City, Yuwen Zhouyuan had some scruples and was unwilling to kill lightly. Even if Gongyang Qilun and his two children insulted him, he would endure it again and again and even let him live.
But on this sea leading to the Dongzhou Divine Realm, Yuwen Zhouyuan will never tolerate any malicious behavior against him.
Several big men on the big sailing ship were waiting for Captain Song to bring Yuwen Zhouyuan on board so that they could join forces to ambush them. However, when they saw a sudden change in mid-air, they suddenly screamed angrily. Six or seven big men with imperial weapons rose into the sky and headed toward Yuwen Zhou.
Yuan jumped up and gave chase.
"Don't leave! Give Captain Song his life, kill him for me, and avenge the captain!" Those big men shouted and chased Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked back and secretly thought that it would be ridiculous for them to want to chase him with just six or seven real-person low-level monks. If he wasn't worried that there were more real-person monks ambushed on the ship, he would even want to kill them back.
Take a look at some color.
Yuwen Zhouyuan ignored it and quickly disappeared into the sea with the cloud tent.
The six or seven big men screamed angrily, but none of them could catch up with Yuwen Zhouyuan's cloud tent. Instead, they could only stare blankly and had to stop, watching helplessly as Yuwen Zhouyuan disappeared from the field of vision.
On the blue sea, a group of dark clouds flew slowly and slowly at an altitude of dozens of feet. If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought it was an ordinary group of dark clouds in the sea and sky.
Yuwen Zhouyuan sat in the dark clouds and flipped through the storage bag he had collected from Song Chunyang's body.
He originally thought that he could find some spiritual weapons, magic weapons or raw materials inside. But to his surprise, there was only one thing inside. That was a thin old yellow account book.
"Seven hundred and eighty-eight eggs of various low-level sea turtles."
"Ambergris, a specialty of the Emerald Isle, weighs fifty pounds."
Yuwen Zhouyuan quickly scanned the last page of the account book and calculated silently. There were more than a thousand low-level demon pills on it. And the other items were even more difficult to count. It seemed that this account book
It should have been used by Captain Song to keep accounts.
"Could what is recorded here be the cargo on that large sailing ship? The Song family's fleet is really a big deal, with so much cargo on one ship. Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was moved.
To say that I am not moved is absolutely false.
Take the demon elixir for example. I don’t know how much effort it took to find so many low-level demon elixirs.
In order to obtain the elixir soul liquid, he refined the Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword and killed nearly 100,000 Frozen Harriers in an unconcerned area. Only then did he get enough demon elixir to extract the Frozen Harrier elixir soul liquid and refine it into an ice sword.