A few months later, a huge flying boat was flying slowly hundreds of feet above the sea. The mast goes into the cloud. The huge sail made of black wind shark skin by special means is surging, pushing the heavy flying boat forward. From time to time, the crew on both sides of the sail straightened the direction of the flying boat.

The flying boat is several times larger than the flying battleship. There are also six or seven spirit cannons on it. It is very rare to arrange around the side of the big ship. On the giant boat, many monks either sat in a relatively quiet corner to meditate and practice, or gathered in twos and threes to show off their experience of fighting monsters at sea.

There is a lot of joy in killing many monsters, as well as the loneliness and sadness of losing relatives and friends. In a boat, life is full of forms.

At the windward part of the bow of the boat, in a secluded corner, a man in green and silver hair sat cross legged. Around him, either gold pills or foundation building friars swept there from time to time with awe. Their eyes showed the idea of wanting to approach, but no one took the initiative to approach the past. Always three feet away. Although the huge boat is not small, there are tens of thousands of friars on it, including thousands of Jindan friars, and the foundation building friars are almost ten times as large. Crowded on this huge boat, the space is not so abundant. Among the tens of thousands of friars, it is natural to monopolize an area without being disturbed.

At this time, a middle-aged man in brown shirt was quite elegant, with two men in black armor behind him. With a smile on his face, he walked to the position of the silver friar in the bow.

"Mr. Lu, there are some new spiritual materials on board, including muscle regeneration and bone renewal pill, phoenix pattern blood gas pill, awakening pill and thousand gold poison pill. The other alchemists have no bottom in their hearts. It seems that they will rely on Mr. Lu this time." He Fang, a refined middle-aged man, bowed to Lu Xiaotian.

"How many spiritual materials are there?" Lu Xiaotian asked.

"Thirteen together. The quantity is a little more. If Mr. Lu doesn't think it's appropriate, I'll discuss one or two with other alchemists," He Fang said.

"No, send it to my alchemy room and come to get it in ten days." Lu Xiaotian didn't return, but still took his seat.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu. I'll ask someone to send the spiritual material later, so I won't disturb Mr. Lu." He Fang was overjoyed at the speech and left with two bodyguards behind him.

"Mr. Lu is too proud. The captain doesn't even look back when talking to him. It's very rude!" He Fang, as the captain, has a cabin on the huge boat. After returning to the cabin, the black armor man on the left looked dissatisfied.

"Fart, shut your mouth. If you annoy Master Lu Dan, I'll cut your tongue." He Fang angrily scolded the man.

"But Captain..."

"You know what a fart. The success rate of Master Lu Dan is as high as 45%, and they are all the most troublesome pills. Such an amazing success rate is no different from the master of alchemy. I don't see any other Yuanying ancestors who are not in this boat are polite to others. It's normal for an expert to have a strange temper. If you annoy others, be careful I tear your broken piece." He Fang gave a rude scold.

The black armour man who just spoke rudely didn't expect that He Fang's reaction would be so big, and he repeatedly said in response.

Lu Xiaotian looked at the boundless sea outside the flying boat, and the clear sky was like a washed blue sky. I can't help feeling the rest of my life. At this time, his position is already the blue magic sea area, not far from the misty hall, away from the sea outside the water city.

It should have been more than five years since he stepped into the death penalty area in the strange space. Calculate the time. According to the time of the blue magic sea area, I stayed in the strange space for 32 years after I entered the misty hall.

It was not until a year ago that he got away from the area where space collapse was very frequent. It may not be appropriate to say that he got away. It should be said that he was thrown out of the misty hall by the powerful force of space during the violent collision of space. He woke up faintly and found himself in the open sea of Lishui City.

Lu Xiaotian is alone most of the time. He is not used to staying in the crowd for too long. But it's not his style to deliberately keep away from everyone, but at this time, the blue magic sea area has been an extraordinary period. According to these gold pills on the ship, friar Zhuji said, more than 50 years ago, the largest war between the demon and human in the blue magic sea area broke out in history.

At this time, the whole blue magic sea area was full of war. The Terran takes each city as its stronghold and has been fighting with the demon for 50 years.

At present, the huge boat is returning after going to sea and fighting with monsters, loaded with a boat of monster materials, as well as some islands and reefs, or spirits collected in the sea.

Lu Xiaotian was hurt when he came out of the misty hall, and for more than 30 years in the misty hall, Lu Xiaotian basically spent his time in cultivation. Although his physical cultivation has broken through the twelfth level, his mana is not small, and Rongyuan blood beads have also been cultivated to the ninth drop in the constant struggle with fire, flow, stone and rain. But at the beginning, when his own sword tire played with the sword tire left by the misty venerable, the sword tire deduced by the misty venerable has never been realized.

After all, fighting the fire, stone and rain consumes not only mana, but also the blood Gang power of physical cultivation. It also consumes divine consciousness. Yuanshen will also be tired after a long time. In the space with high intensity and almost no rest time, even Lu Xiaotian has Huayuan stone clock milk, ice pulp moon que sand and various high-level elixirs accumulated in Xiang. Ziye Zhenwu these, if you haven't practiced the split mystery, each yuan God can rest and recover alternately. Even if you haven't been killed by Firestone, you will die because the yuan God is weak.

Fighting, fighting, fighting is not only mana, but comprehensive strength, including financial resources. Even the war between himself and Zhao Tianyang was also a lot of luck. Without the identity of a great alchemy master, those high-level monster blood essence collected in Xiangdu could not escape from the black sky mountains. If it weren't for the hidden sword box from Xiang Qingcheng and a water spirit sword left by his master. Even with the twelve step cave ape refining corpse, Lu Xiaotian can't fight Zhao Tianyang who understands the true meaning of gold.

As for Lu Xiaotian, in the strange space, the means he should use have been exhausted. Finally, he was able to survive because he broke through to the level of twelve physical cultivation in time. For 30 years, both Lu Xiaotian's body and Yuan Shen were in a highly tense state. At this time, it was rare to get out of the danger. Suddenly, Lu Xiaotian relaxed. Lu Xiaotian felt that he didn't want to fight with those low-level monsters, and couldn't mention his slightest interest.

In addition, he had to understand Kendo and precipitate his gains in recent decades. Lu Xiaotian found that his identity as an alchemist was good. There are few spiritual bubbles on this huge boat, which haunts the relatively safe sea area. Of course, it's just relative. Several Yuan Ying friars who are in charge of the town often settle down and leave when they see that there is no abnormality.