A few months later, a huge airship flew slowly hundreds of feet above the sea. The mast entered the clouds. The huge sail made of black wind shark skin was swayed by a special method, pushing the heavy airship forward.
Traveling. The crew on both sides of the sail corrected the direction of the flying boat from time to time.
This flying boat is several times larger than the flying warship. There are also six or seven spiritual cannons on it. They are arranged around the sides of the big boat and look extremely sparse. On the giant boat, many monks are sitting in relatively secluded corners meditating and practicing.
, or gathered together in twos and threes, showing off their experiences of going to sea to fight monsters.
There is the joy of killing many monsters and harvesting a lot, and there is also the loneliness and sadness of losing relatives and friends. Within a boat, life is full of different things.
At the bow of the boat facing the wind, in a secluded corner, a man in green clothes and silver hair sat cross-legged. Surrounded by golden elixirs or foundation-building monks, they glanced at the place with awe from time to time, with their eyes showing the idea of getting closer.
, but no one took the initiative to approach it. It was always three feet away. Although this giant boat was not small in area, there were tens of thousands of monks on the giant boat, thousands of golden elixir monks, and almost ten times that of foundation-building monks. It was crowded.
On this giant boat, the space is not so abundant. Being able to occupy an exclusive area among tens of thousands of monks without being disturbed by others is naturally something special.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a brown shirt, quite elegant, with two men in black armor behind him, walked towards the bow of the ship where the silver-haired monk was with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Lu, some new spiritual materials were collected on the ship, including muscle-building and bone-regenerating pills, as well as some phoenix-patterned blood-qi pills, awakening-spirit pills, and thousand-gold poison-preventing pills. Several other alchemists were unsure. It seems that this
This time I have to rely on Mr. Lu to take action again." He Fang, an elegant middle-aged man, bowed his hands to Lu Xiaotian.
"How many spiritual materials are there?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Thirteen copies together. The quantity is a bit too much. If Mr. Lu feels it is inappropriate, I will discuss it with other alchemists." He Fang said.
"No need, send it to my alchemy room and come back to pick up the elixir in ten days." Lu Xiaotian said without looking back, still minding his own business.
"Then I will ask Mr. Lu. I will have people deliver the spiritual materials later, so I won't disturb Mr. Lu." He Fang was overjoyed when he heard this and left with the two guards behind him.
"Mr. Lu is too arrogant. The captain didn't even turn his head when talking to him. It's extremely rude!" He Fang, as the captain, has a cabin on this giant ship. Back to the cabin
Behind the room, the man in black armor on the left looked dissatisfied.
"Fart, shut your mouth. If you offend Master Lu, be careful, I'll cut out your noisy tongue." He Fang scolded the man angrily.
"But Captain..."
"You know what the heck, this Alchemist Lu's elixir yield rate is as high as 40 to 50%, and they are also the most difficult elixirs. Such an astonishing elixir yield rate is no different from that of the alchemy master. I have never seen anyone else like this.
Several Yuan Ying ancestors in Zhou are all polite to others. It is normal for an expert to have a strange temper. If you annoy others, be careful that I tear you up." He Fang cursed unceremoniously.
The man in black armor who had made the rude words just now did not expect He Fang's reaction to be so big, and responded repeatedly.
Lu Xiaotian looked at the boundless sea outside the flying boat and the clear blue sky. He couldn't help but feel like he was surviving a disaster. At this time, his location was already in the Blue Devil Sea Area, not far from the Piaomiao Palace and outside the water city.
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It should have been more than five years since he set foot in the death forbidden area in the strange space. Counting the time, according to the time of the Blue Devil Sea, after entering the Piaomiao Palace, he stayed in that strange space for a full thirty-two years.
It was not until a year ago that he escaped from the area where space collapse was extremely frequent. It may not be appropriate to say that he escaped. It should be said that he was thrown out of the Piaomiao Palace by the powerful force of space during a violent collision between spaces. He fainted.
Suddenly I woke up and found that I had arrived at the outer sea of Lishuicheng.
Lu Xiaotian lives alone most of the time and is not used to staying in crowded crowds for too long. But it is not his style to deliberately remain invisible to everyone, but at this time, the Blue Devil Sea Area is already full of people.
In extraordinary times, according to these golden elixirs on the ship, the foundation-building monks said that more than fifty years ago, the largest war in history broke out between the monsters and humans in the Blue Devil Sea.
At this time, the entire Blue Devil Sea Area was already in flames of war. The human race had used various cities as strongholds and had been fighting bloody battles with the monster race for fifty years.
The giant boat now is returning after going out to sea to fight the monster beasts. It is loaded with a boatload of monster materials, as well as some islands and reefs, or spiritual objects collected in the sea.
Lu Xiaotian was injured when he left the Piaomiao Palace, and during the more than thirty years in the Piaomiao Palace, Lu Xiaotian basically spent all his time on cultivation. Although his physical cultivation had reached the twelfth level, his magic power had also improved a lot, and he was able to integrate the Yuan Blood Beads.
He also cultivated to the ninth level while constantly contending with fire and stone rain. But when his sword fetus was playing with the sword fetus left by Master Piaomiao, the sword technique performed by the sword fetus left by Master Piaomiao was always the same.
None of them could realize it.
After all, fighting against the rain of fire and rocks consumes not only mana, but also the power of blood as a physical training. It also consumes spiritual consciousness. The soul will also become tired after being used for a long time. At such high intensity, it is almost difficult to rest
In the space of time, even if Lu Xiaotian has the metamorphic stone stalactite, ice marrow moon sand, and various high-level elixirs accumulated in Xiangdu. Ziye Zhenwu and the like, if he has not practiced the Mystical Technique of Splitting
, each primordial spirit can rest and recover alternately. Even if he is not killed by the fire stone, he will die due to the weakness of the primordial spirit.
Fighting, fighting, fighting is not just about magic power, but comprehensive strength, including financial resources. Even the battle between himself and Zhao Tianyang was a lot of luck. If it were not for those high-ranking officials gathered in Xiangdu as a master of alchemy,
With the blood of the monster beasts blessing the Bat King's magic wings, he would not be able to escape from the Black Sky Mountains. If it weren't for the sword-hiding box hid from Xiang Qingcheng and the water spirit sword left by his master. Even with the addition of the twelfth-level Cave Ape
When refining corpses, Lu Xiaotian also couldn't defeat Zhao Tianyang, who understood the true meaning of gold.
As for being in the strange space, Lu Xiaotian has exhausted all the means he should use. He was able to survive in the end because he broke through to the twelfth level of physical cultivation in time. For thirty years in a row, Lu Xiaotian, both physically and spiritually, has
He was in a highly tense state. It was rare to get out of danger at this time, and he suddenly relaxed. Lu Xiaotian felt like he didn't want to do anything, and fighting with those low-level monsters didn't interest him at all.
In addition, he had to master the art of swordsmanship and accumulate what he had gained over the past few decades. Lu Xiaotian found that his identity as an alchemist was the best. There were very few spiritual bubbles on this giant boat, and it was in relatively safe sea areas. Of course, it was only
It's just a relative matter. The few Nascent Soul monks who are in charge also stay there often and leave after seeing nothing unusual.