The Spirit Ship Killing Wind.

In the front and back of the deck, there are eight dark purple pillars, about three feet high.

The surface of each pillar is imprinted with large and small rune spells, which look obscure and ancient.

At the top of this stone pillar squats a triangular rhinoceros stone statue, lifelike and in different postures.

The terrifying aura that everyone felt just now emanated from the pillar.

Presumably, these unusual pillars are the means of attack of the Windkiller.

When Chen Ping passed by, he silently gave birth to a vigilant mind, but immediately smiled dumbly.

He didn't plan to cause trouble on the spirit ship.

Arriving in the waters of Shuangcheng safely and low-key is his original intention.

"Fellow Daoist, please go back to the cabin and sit down as soon as possible."

More than a dozen Zhou family members built the foundation and patrolled back and forth on the deck.

Once someone is found to be staying in place for a long time, they will be kind enough to indicate the location of the cabin.

Jiang Yiyan took the lead and led everyone up the stairs to the fourth floor.

"That's it."

In front of a red rock gate, Ember pointed to the token-shaped hole on the left-hand side and slowly embedded the ticket.

"Click"

The stone door opened in both directions, and everyone's eyes suddenly opened up.

Inside is a hall with a radius of ten zhang, and there are several secret rooms in each of the four corners of the south, east, west, and northwest.

By the water spring in the center of the living room, a lot of fresh melons and fruits are planted, exuding an attractive sweet aroma.

These first-order spirit fruits are all free for the ship's passengers to eat.

If you want to eat high-grade fruits, you naturally need to buy them from the Zhou family.

"The environment is good, five thousand spirit stones are worth it."

Xu Qiaoqiao took the lead in a flash, entered the hall, looked left and right and turned around a few times, pointed to the two secret rooms in the north, and said with a smile: "Ye Daoyou, would you like to live next to me?" ”

Chen Ping walked past him without waves, casually pushed open the door of the secret room on the west side, threw a futon in, and said lightly: "I'll live in this room." ”

This is the closest to the window, so you can escape in time if you have an accident.

"Hehe, Ye Daoyou's cultivation is the lowest, and saving your life is the top priority, Li understands."

Li Hongyan said after a strange laugh.

However, before he finished speaking, he saw Han Wan's double figure shake and fly into Chen Ping's residence next door.

Then, everyone found their favorite secret room and closed the door.

Among the monks, naturally they will not be as boring as mortals on a boat, and they will gather and drink from time to time.

For dozens of days, casually practicing a secret technique or refining a furnace of elixir, time is fleeting.

……

Chen Ping quickly took out more than a dozen colorful array flags from his arms, and gently threw them to all corners of the secret room, and suddenly several small magic circles covered the room.

After placing a heavy guard and prohibition, he sat down cross-legged on a futon in the stone room.

After a while, a rather fast green light shot directly into the cabin, and he didn't even say hello to Zhou Wuchun.

With such a blatant act, only Wu Feihe, the pavilion master of Lanyue Pavilion, had this confidence.

As soon as the time came, with a loud roar, the Wind Killer slowly sailed away from the dock.

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed, and he cautiously released his divine sense, and glanced around the hull of the ship, inch by inch.

At present, there are more than 200 monks in the spirit ship.

The foundation building period accounted for the vast majority, close to two hundred, and there were only seven Qi cultivators.

And Brother Yuandan, in addition to him, is Wu Feihe and Zhou Wuchun.

Zhou Qianhong, the fake Dan of the Zhou family, which made Chen Ping more scruples, did not secretly set off with the boat.

It should be taking into account the replacement of medium-sized spirit ships, and Wu Feihe's pressing formation, this guardian force is already strong enough.

In fact, the Zhou family's calculations are not unreasonable.

Looking at the sea area of Lanyue, the probability of a wreckage of the spirit ship is generally about one percent.

Unless it is like the Deng family and the evil cultivators of Fei Yaling, there is an undying grudge.

Otherwise, the Twin Cities Evil Cultivators would not be exhausted and only stared at a certain force to chase and kill.

……

After the spirit ship sailed for 2,600 miles in one go, and after confirming that Zhou Qianhong was not there, Chen Ping became even more unscrupulous.

A glimmer of divine consciousness even pierced through the prohibition of the staircase, extending to an oversized box somewhere on the top floor.

Today, he is the number one monk on this giant ship.

If you start to be ruthless and slaughter a boatload of creatures, it will not be too difficult.

There are only two boxes on the sixth floor of the spirit ship.

One of the rooms is very elegantly furnished.

In the huge space, there is only a bed carved from white jade, as well as some tables and chairs, and a few pots of exotic flowers and plants.

At this moment, two monks, a man and a woman, were sitting cross-legged across from each other, sipping tea and talking.

"Wu Feihe, Zhou Wuchun."

Chen Ping's heart moved, and a wisp of formless and insubstantial divine consciousness wrapped around the vase placed in the hall.

He didn't have anything to worry about.

Both of them were early Yuan Dan cultivators, and their soul strength was less than three-percent of his.

Such a huge gap, even if the soundproofing prohibition and formation were arranged, it could not stop his peeping.

"Before leaving, the clan brother said that the Wu Pavilion Lord had contacted the spirit ship of the other force, and now that the Wind Killer has left the island, Zhou wants to know, which side of the friend is it?"

After the woman who rushed to the head hugged her fist, Zhou Wuchun said calmly.

"In the area of Xikou Sea, in addition to your Zhou family, only the Yin Luo Sect has the strength to open up the Twin Cities route."

Wu Feihe glanced at him and said with a smile.

"Hehe, it's the same as Zhou's guess, Pavilion Master Wu is really good!"

He smiled wryly, and Zhou Wuchun said angrily.

And as soon as Chen Ping heard the words "Yin Luo Zong", his expression also changed and he raised his eyebrows.

This Yin Luo Sect is not an obscure small character.

When it comes to the top forces in the western sea area of Lanyue, it is impossible to avoid the Xikou Zhou family and the Yin Luo Sect.

The strength of this sect is not inferior to that of Keiguchi Island.

There is a Yuandan Great Perfection monk in the sect, who is naturally natural, and it is rumored that his supernatural powers are not under Zhou Qianhong.

But the relationship between the two neighboring forces does not seem to be very friendly, and more than a hundred years ago, there was even a monk war.

In the end, it was Gu Zhenren of Lanyue Sect who came forward to mediate, and the two families were able to forge armor and cancel their battles.

"The pavilion master knows that there is a gap between your Zhou family and the Yin Luo Sect, but everyone is my right-hand man under the command of Lanyue, so there is no need to be too hostile."

Wu Feihe took a shallow sip of spiritual tea and said lightly.

Seeing that she pulled up the banner of the Lanyue Sect, Zhou Wuchun had no choice but to nod stiffly and said: "Zhou is saved, evil cultivators and demon beasts are our great enemies, and everything is important to arrive safely in the sea area of Shuangcheng." ”

"Zhou Daoyou is a sensible person."

Wu Feihe's words paused for a moment, and then he said: "The boat guard monk on the Yin Luo Sect's side is Xiong Daoyou, his temper Zhou Daoyou must have heard of it slightly, you try not to provoke him." ”

"Xiong Dingtian!"

Zhou Wuchun's eyes shrank, and he said embarrassedly: "Pavilion Master Wu said that he laughed, Xiong Daoyou is famous, I am by no means his triad enemy, how dare I take the initiative to provoke." ”

"Well, that's it. As the pavilion master of Lanyue Pavilion on Xikou Island, the concubine is naturally closer to your Zhou family, if Xiong Daoyou deliberately makes trouble, the pavilion master will never sit idly by. ”

The narrow fox blinked, and Wu Feihe said with a smile.

"Thank you Lord Wu for your protection."

Zhou Wuchun sighed and hurriedly said.

At this moment, he was upset but could not tell anyone.

The last time the escort ship failed, it dealt a great blow to his reputation.

Speaking of which, the spirit ship was robbed, and he really can't be blamed for his low powers.

Poison Zhu Island was originally one of the top ten evil cultivation camps in the Twin Cities Sea.

Five years ago, Poison Zhu Island dispatched two mid-Yuan Dan monks to intercept the ship, and it was a great blessing that he was able to save his life.

His two own nephews died in that disaster.

The outside world is still rumored that he colluded with evil cultivators and joined forces to swallow property, almost choking him out of anger.

This time, it was his turn to protect the high sea routes.

Those juniors snatched up the suite tickets and hugged each other; Wu Feihe used his authority to contact the Yin Luo Sect, and he was despising him at all!

Zhou Wuchun became more and more angry, but after suddenly remembering the admonition of his brother, his anger suddenly turned into nothingness.

"Back then, in the early days of Brother Yuandan, because of the lack of fighting methods, he was often questioned by others. But now that I have achieved the body of a false pill, even if it is hopeless to continue the path, including several mountain masters of the Lanyue Sect, who will not let me get three points? ”

"Wu Chun, the promotion of cultivation is a slow and continuous accumulation process, you only need to compare with yourself, you can make progress at each stage, and you are worthy of cultivating in this life."

Clan brother Zhou Qianhong's heartfelt words made Zhou Wuchun's emotions gradually calm down.

He is still young, and he is not without a chance to break through the golden pill.

At that time, this high-spirited Wu Feihe, isn't he going to grovel and call him a senior?

"Zhou Daoyou, please go out if you have nothing to do, this pavilion master is going to retreat and cultivate."

Seeing a male cultivator stunned in his room, Wu Feihe's eyes flashed with a trace of impatience, and he said coldly.

"If the Lord of the Wu Pavilion is in need, he can order his subordinates."

Zhou Wuchun arched his hand calmly, and then pushed the door out.

Turning around, his pupils burst out with a sharp look, as if he had returned to the time when he had broken up the Triple Tribulation.

……

"Xiong Dingtian?"

Chen Ping groaned and thought about it secretly.

This person is the second-ranked master of the Yin Luo Sect, not to mention the realm of the late Yuan Dan, and it seems that he is still a well-known puppet master.

However, Chen Ping didn't pay much attention to it.

is not a half-step Jindan level powerhouse, and he can't bring him much of a threat.

"The treasure that Wu Feihe wants to give to Yin Zhenren seems to be very precious."

Chen Ping touched his chin, revealing a strange look.

Contacting the two spirit ships, the things escorted by several Yuan Dan monks successfully aroused his curiosity.

"Hehe, if it's a fifth- or sixth-order ore, or a thunder-attribute heavy treasure, don't blame someone Chen for destroying the flowers."

The essence in his eyes flowed, and Chen Ping decided not to withdraw the wisp of divine consciousness lurking in Wu Feihe's room.

Then, with a flip of his hand, a brand-new jade slip flew out.

This is the itinerary map given by the maid when she boarded the ship earlier.

It took a total of 130,000 miles to go to the sea area of Shuangcheng and took 95 days.

It stands to reason that the distance of more than 100,000 miles, at the speed of a medium-sized spirit ship traveling at full strength, will not take half a month.

But since it is a deep-sea route, it has the nature of some merchant ships.

Along the way, the Wind Killer will pass through twenty-one third-level islands and more than thirty second-class islands, and the final destination is the Floating Ghost City.

The sea area of the Twin Cities is vast and boundless, and when it comes to the places where the human race gathers the most, there is nothing more than the Floating Quiet City and Yanning City.

The two cities of Fuyou and Yanning are not closely connected, but are separated by 80,000 miles by sea, one east and one west, as if the two sharp teeth in their mouths are biting fiercely near the Heavenly Beast Mountain Range.

Lanyue and Phantom Fire suppressed Fuyou, and the Sword Ding and the Three Peerless Palaces entered Yanning.

Although the two cities belong to the same human race and fight against demon beasts together, they are divided into two major factions.

Such a clear division of power has been maintained for thousands of years.

Therefore, the ship under Lanyue's command could not go directly to Yanning City, and could only dock at the port of Fuyou City.

In this regard, Chen Ping was noncommittal and had no opinion.

After all, whether it was Floating Secluded City or Yanning City, they all represented the highest level of cultivation in the Yuanyan Islands.

……

A day later.

The maid knocked on the stone door and told everyone that the Wind Killer was about to stay on a second-class island for half a day.

However, Jiang Yiyan, Han Wanshuang, Xu Qiaoqiao and others were all resident monks in Xikou City, and of course they were not interested in the second-level islands, so they closed their doors one by one, and they didn't bother to pay attention to them.

After another two days, when passing by the first third-level island, Jiang Yiyan and the others couldn't hold it back, and they all planned to travel to the island.

Declining the man's invitation to act together, Chen Ping flew into the island alone.

In less than five hours, he returned to the cabin disappointed.

This third-grade island is far less prosperous than Xikou City, not to mention the high-quality cultivation pills, even ordinary three-grade pills are rare.

"Hey, this woman's mastery of this magical power seems to be quite extraordinary."

In the secret room, Chen Ping's consciousness moved, and he glanced upward.

I saw Wu Feihe sitting upright on the futon, spitting yellow mist, and a spinning snowflake actually appeared in a pair of pupils, which was a little dazzling.

It seems that he is cultivating a pupil magic power.

Compared to other types of spells, pupil techniques are still very rare.

Chen Ping's cultivation of the illusion of the true eye is only the upper level of Huang Pin.

But looking at the breath and vision of Wu Feihe's pupil technique, it is likely to be a Xuanpin exercise.

Lanyue Sect is a Jindan sect, and it is not uncommon to have the inheritance of mystical pupil techniques in it.

"Scatter!"

With a pinch of his hands, Wu Feihe devoured all the yellow mist around him, ending a cycle of Zhou Tian.

Then, she snapped her fingers, and after laying down several layers of prohibitions, she opened her mouth and spewed out a jade box inlaid with pearls.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping's spirits were greatly lifted, and he was looking forward to this woman's next move.

"Alas, I don't know if Old Ancestor Yin will like it."

Wu Feihe's face showed a hint of confusion, and he opened the lid of the box without hurrying.

Inside the box, lies a thumb-sized piece of turquoise.

At a glance at this stone, it was somewhat similar to the mutilated corner of the wood attribute spirit stone bumped down.

But the wrinkled skin on the surface and the ring-like patterns all mean that this is by no means an ordinary spirit stone.

As soon as this thing appeared, it exuded a thin wood attribute aura, and other than that, there was no other miracle.

Judging from its appearance alone, this is just a strange thing that can't even be called a first-order treasure.

"It turned out to be the spirit of Mu Yuan, no wonder it was able to make Lanyue Pavilion pick up a big leak."

Chen Ping pursed his lips and touched the storage ring, and there was an extra aqua blue item in his palm.

If you take a closer look, it is similar to the shape of the spar that Wu Feihe took out, and even the details such as the patterns and wrinkles at the corners are no different, as if they were engraved from a mold.

It's just that the one in his hand is blue, and what is released is not a wood aura, but an incomparably thin water attribute aura.

Speaking of which, this object was originally the collection of the Qiyuan Sanren.

He remembered that the Tong family of Wuhui Island asked Qi Yuan to deal with the Cangji Sect, but he paid a reward that made him excited.

But Qi Yuan had already been destroyed, and Chen Ping didn't know if the treasure given to this person by the Tong family was the Spirit of the Water Yuan in his hand.