Fang Bai stood between the three daughters of Dongfang Picturesque, Linghu Qianjiao, and Linghu Baimei, with a serious face and full vigilance.

Linghu Qianjiao and Linghu Baimei cultivate with the help of water vitality, no matter how strong the rain is, it will not cause harm to them.

Fang Bai's only worry was that Dongfang was picturesque, even though she was practicing high-level martial arts, she didn't know if her petite body could withstand a thunderbolt blow.

However, Fang Bai was already ready, as long as he sensed that the power of the thunder and lightning that was slashed far beyond the range of Dongfang Ru's body could bear, he would come to the rescue in time.

While concentrating on guard, Fang Bai himself was not idle, although he was standing there, the chaotic true element in the sea of qi was already running at a high speed.

Suddenly, within a radius of dozens of miles centered on his body, the two vital energies of wind and water between the sea and the sky began to pour wildly into his body.

The scope of this storm is hundreds or thousands of miles, and the wind and water vitality contained in it are extremely abundant, and if other martial artists are cultivating here, the sea of qi and between the meridians will soon be filled with a large amount of vitality that suddenly influxes.

However, Fang Bai's body seemed to be a bottomless pit, which was enough to support the vitality of the Qi Sea and meridians for other martial artists, and it was just an "appetizer" for him.

After a hundred breaths, Linghu Qianjiao and Linghu Baimei absorbed enough water vitality and began to enter a state of cultivation to refine those vitality.

The process of refining their vitality is actually to remove its dross, retain its essence, and make it more refined, and finally return to the sea and be stored in the sea of qi.

"Nasty thunder and lightning, why can't it hit me!"

Finding that Fang Bai and Linghu Qianjiao, Linghu Baimei were surrounded by vitality and breath, and they had all entered the state of cultivation, and now the picturesque Dongfang on the bow of the sea ship couldn't help but be anxious, raised their heads to the sky, and shouted coquettishly.

But to her great disappointment, the thunder and lightning that slashed from time to time from the black clouds were all slashed into the vast and boundless sea, except for the lookout on the ship that had struck the sea before.

For the other martial artists on the ship, this is something to be thankful about, but for Dongfang Ruhua, who is bent on cultivating with the help of thunder and lightning, it is extremely depressing.

Whether in the secular realm or in the True Martial Realm, one of the three thousand small worlds at the moment, Fang Bai did not discover the existence of Lei Yuanshi.

Compared to several other Yuan Stones, Lei Yuan Stone is not easy to form, it is extremely rare, even in the Cultivation Realm and Immortal Realm where Fang Bai was located, Lei Yuan Stone is a very rare existence.

Therefore, many thunder martial artists who do not have the Thunder Yuan Stone can only risk their lives to use the thunder and lightning vitality in nature to cultivate when they are cultivating.

This is also a kind of helplessness.

It's just that cultivating with the help of thunder and lightning also depends on chance, if there is no chance, even if there are thousands of thunderbolts on the top of the head, there will not be a single slash on the body.

For example, the East is picturesque at this moment, everyone is afraid of thunder and thunder, but she wants to ask for thunder and thunder but can't get it.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred breaths passed, and the meridians and qi sea in Fang Bai's body were finally filled with vitality and began to enter the refining stage.

Linghu Qianjiao and Linghu Baimei only absorbed water vitality, while Fang Bai absorbed wind and water vitality, just absorbing water vitality, which was several times more than the two Linghu sisters combined.

However, this large amount of two kinds of Yuan Qi, after being refined by Fang Bai's operation technique, only turned into two tiny wisps of pure Yuan Qi, which fused with the Chaotic True Yuan suspended in Fang Bai's sea of Qi.

Don't underestimate these two wisps of pure vitality, any wisp of power contained in it is released, even a celestial-level powerhouse can't compete with it.

In this way, the huge sea ship cut through the wind and waves, avoided one thunder and lightning bombardment after another, and sailed forward at high speed for more than a dozen hours.

"Look, there's a light ahead!"

"In a dozen miles, we will be able to break out of the storm-shrouded area!"

"We'll be safe soon!"

"Heaven will not kill us!"

……

Those warriors who were hiding in the room of the sea ship, through the windows of their respective rooms, had been paying attention to the celestial phenomena outside, and some warriors found that there were no longer black clouds in the eastern sky more than ten miles away, and they couldn't help but be excited, and several warriors who thought that their strength was no longer able to hold back, and rushed to the deck with a shout.

Su Linglong, Ghost Hand and others also came to the deck with happy faces.

As the captain of the ship, Wu Rongshan also left the control room of the ship to check the damage to the lookout, so that the ship could be repaired in time after it got out of the storm area.

Fang Bai, Linghu Qianjiao, and Linghu Baimei had already left their cultivation state and got up with their eyes open before a martial artist appeared on the deck.

If someone with a heart carefully observes Fang Bai and the three of them at this moment, they will find that the three of them have undergone some slight changes compared to before.

This subtle change shows that the strength of the three of them has improved a lot.

"Each of you has improved a lot, but I don't ...... at all"

Dongfang Picturesque returned to Fang Bai and the three of them from the front of the ship, and looked at the three of them with envy and frustration.

"The cultivation of a martial artist not only depends on the amount of talent and qualifications and cultivation resources, but also depends on chance to a large extent. This time, maybe you didn't have a chance, maybe soon, your chance will come. ”

Fang Bai smiled and comforted.

"Then borrow your auspicious words, big brother Fang!"

Dongfang Picturesque is an extroverted character, youthful and sunny, lively and cheerful, just a little depressed, Fang Bai persuaded her, and she smiled again.

When the ship broke out of the storm area and saw the light of day, the warriors on board regrouped on the deck and cheered for the rest of their lives.

Under the command of Captain Wu Rongshan, the experienced crew quickly repaired the damaged lookout, and then Wu Rongshan counted the consumption of Yuan Shi and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

On this voyage, the sea ship carried more than 1,000 passengers and collected tens of millions of yuan stones, except for half of the one handed over to Qiu Menglan, the elder of Zhiketang, to bring back to the headquarters of Qingzhuzhai before the ship, the rest were handed over to Wu Rongshan, part of which was placed in some space rings that Wu Rongshan carried, and the other part was stored in the warehouse under the middle plate of the sea ship.

These gems will be used to drive the ships to sail and to activate and maintain the defensive formations laid out on the ships.

In order to quickly pass through the storm area, a large amount of yuan stones were spent to speed up and drive the sea ships, but at this time, Wu Rongshan calculated carefully, and actually consumed millions of yuan stones and occupied them. The number of yuan stones brought by one-tenth and twelve made Wu Rongshan feel very distressed.

But think about it, the scale of this storm is very large, I have only seen it in my life, the sea ship has not been seriously damaged, and the warriors on the ship have not suffered many casualties, so it is worth spending so many yuan stones.

(End of chapter)