"Give the order to go down, sail in the direction of here, and sail at full speed."

Xiaobao raised his hand and pointed at it.

This direction was exactly where he saw Changhong passing and disappearing from the island.

His intuition told him that the existence of this Changhong and the island was very important to His Majesty the Emperor, and since he had discovered it, he could not miss the opportunity to find out the truth.

"Huh?"

The entourage next to him was stunned when he heard it, and even a little disbelieving his ears.

The fleet has already sailed out of the offshore range, and once it leaves the offshore water, with the climate change, the deep water currents are also unpredictable, and no one can predict what will happen above the sea in the next moment.

Slow sailing out is already the limit of the current fledgling fleet.

Still sailing at full speed?!

What if something goes wrong?

"What are you doing in a daze, go and give the order quickly!"

Xiaobao glanced at the motionless attendant, who hesitated for a moment, but turned to deliver the order.

About a stick of incense after the time.

A general wearing armor and a beard walked quickly onto the deck, came to Xiaobao's side, and saluted Xiaobao with a fist.

This person's name is Zhao Cang, the rank of military attache of the third grade, and in his early years, he followed Liao Yongchang, the general of the first naval army under Lao Zhu, and was a rare naval general in the current Ming Dynasty.

"Lord Zheng, we have now sailed out of the shallow sea and into the deep sea area, the current has been changeable recently, and it is not suitable for fast sailing, in my opinion, it is safest to return to the sea immediately."

Zhao Cang said in a condensed voice, he has spent his entire military life on the water.

Although he was the deputy in this fleet, he felt that with his experience, he was more suitable to lead this fleet.

And this eunuch called Zheng Fa, Zhao Cang didn't pay attention to it at all, he just thought that he had won His Majesty's favor and came out to gild.

"General Zhao, I have already given the order, please obey it."

"If there is any problem on this trip, this official will bear it with all his might, and he will ask His Majesty for his guilt, and he will never implicate the general and the generals."

Xiaobao glanced at Zhao Cang, of course he could feel that this Zhao Cang looked down on him from the beginning.

Zhao Cang was silent for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth.

"Master Zheng, I hope you can do what you say."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After another time of incense, the entire fleet began to sail out at a very fast speed in the direction ordered by Xiaobao.

……………………

Imperial capital, the Forbidden City, Ningshou Palace, Qinghu.

Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren are fishing on the shore of this clear lake.

The fishing rod is also one more in front of Zhu Xiongying.

It's just that compared with Lao Zhu and Ah Biao's fishing rods, Zhu Xiongying's fishing rods are straight hooks.

Regarding Zhu Xiongying's practice of fishing with a straight hook, Lao Zhu and Ah Biao have also heard a little, and they are not surprised.

After all, when Zhu Xiongying was the grandson, he also carried a fishing rod into the palace to see Lao Zhu.

"Finished eating?"

Zhu Xiongying looked at Xiao Yilun who was sitting beside him.

"Uh-huh!"

Xiao Yilun chirped, scraped all the residue from his mouth into his mouth, and then nodded obediently with satisfaction.

"When you're done eating, go to bed."

Zhu Xiongying smiled and poked Xiao Yilun's forehead.

"Cauldron, I don't..."

Before the word 'sleepy' could be spoken, Xiao Yilun fell into Zhu Xiongying's arms, and fell asleep in an instant, snoring and disturbing the goldfish who wanted to eat by the lake.

"Yilun, this is?"

No matter what Ah Biao says, he is Xiao Yilun's father.

Seeing Xiao Yilun fall asleep so suddenly, I thought that something was wrong with Yilun, and I couldn't help but worry.

"Yilun is fine, and my father doesn't need to worry."

Zhu Xiongying stroked Xiao Yilun's forehead with his hand, with a wisp of world spirit origin, and under the blessing of Zhu Xiongying's power, it was extremely gentle and sent into Xiao Yilun's meridians.

Zhou Tian operated, and Zhu Xiongying personally refined this realm spirit origin for Xiao Yilun.

It can be clearly perceived that as the origin of the realm spirit is refined and absorbed in Yilun's body, Xiao Yilun's breath is soaring rapidly and frantically at an extremely terrifying speed at this time.

Even, the surface of this clear lake, with the rapid rise of Xiao Yilun's breath, began to tremble faintly.

Zhu Xiongying suppressed the vision that had just arisen in a flash.

"This..."

Ah Biao and the old man, the two looked at each other.

Although they were surprised in their hearts, they didn't speak, although they didn't understand very well, they could probably guess what Zhu Xiongying was doing.

'Early stage of refining. ’

After Zhu Xiongying refined the first wave of this spiritual origin for Xiao Yilun, Xiao Yilun's strength suddenly jumped to the early stage of refining.

The remaining realm spirit origin is left in Xiao Yilun's body, allowing it to be slowly refined, and it is estimated that it can reach the late stage of refining.

To know.

Xiao San, Shi Hao and Tang Yi, these three are also the same first-class spiritual roots as Xiao Yilun.

But when they were refining the Realm Spirit Origin, the first wave of impact was only to reach the peak of the Transformation Gods.

Don't look at the peak of the god transformation and the early stage of refining the void, it seems that there is only a realm difference between the two, but in fact, it is the difference between cloud and mud.

This kind of leap in the great realm and the increase in strength are completely qualitative changes, and they cannot be described as simple multiples.

To illustrate with a very simple example.

During the incarnation period, you can fly the imperial weapon.

And once you step into the realm of refining the void, you can step into the void.

Flying and walking in the air are completely two levels of concepts.

This is a qualitative change.

"Little lazy pig, get up."

After completing the first wave of refining, Zhu Xiongying smiled and scratched the tip of Xiao Yilun's nose.

Yilun, who was originally snoring, opened his eyes worriedly, rubbed his big Kazlan eyes, and looked at Zhu Xiongying with a lazy expression.

"Cauldron, I, why did I fall asleep."

Zhu Xiongying smiled, then picked up Xiao Yilun with one hand, stepped out, and appeared in the sky at a height of 100 zhang the next moment.

"Ahh It's so high! ”

Xiao Yilun looked down and became a little scared.

Lao Zhu and Ah Biao on the ground both looked up, and Zhu Xiongying rarely showed it in front of them, so Lao Zhu and Ah Biao were still very surprised.

Zhu Xiongying held Xiao Yilun's hand, but he was slightly relieved.

I saw Xiao Yilun suddenly fall down, and the Tong Kong that Lao Zhu and Ah Biao looked at on the ground shrank.

"Ahhh

”

Screaming.

Xiao Yilun's body, more than ten feet from the ground, suddenly stopped.

"Huh..."

After spinning in mid-air, after getting used to it a little, Xiao Yilun walked step by step in this half step, and the more he played, the more energetic he became.

"Cauldron, I'll fly!"

"Father! Imperial grandfather! Look, I'll fly! ”

Zhu Xiongying walked down and returned to the fishing position.

He threw Xiao Yilun from a high altitude in order to stimulate Xiao Yilun's survival instinct and let her understand the mystery of walking in the air.

As for the danger?

Dangerous chicken feathers.

The monks who have cultivated the Void Realm have landed from a hundred feet, and they should be worried about how to deal with the pits smashed on the ground, rather than worrying about whether people are okay.

"Xiongying, you are so used to her willfulness, and you will eventually mess up your temperament when you grow up."

Ah Biao frowned, looking at Xiao Yilun, who was chasing after the birds flying in mid-air.

Zhu Xiongying paused in his heart.

I thought to myself, Ah Biao, you are really unkind when you say this.

This is your merry and happy sin, it's your daughter, what are you looking for me to do if you mess up, you take care of it yourself!

Thinking like this in my heart, I have to save face for Ah Biao.

"What my father reminded me is that the child will definitely be disciplined in the future."

Zhu Xiongying smiled and nodded.

In the next afternoon, Zhu Xiongying accompanied Lao Zhu and Ah Biao to have a long-lost lunch in Ningshou Palace, and then helped Lao Zhu and Ah Biao to adjust their bodies by the way.

It's also strange to say.

Lao Zhu and Ah Biao, these two people have three bowls of Linggu rice a day, but they have not given birth to spiritual roots.

Originally, Zhu Xiongying wanted to observe for a while, but now it seems that the waste wood physique of these two people can basically be completely confirmed.

Therefore, Zhu Xiongying directly gave Lao Zhu and Ah Biao a myelin-washing pill each.

Once swallowed, it will be equivalent to opening the blind box, because no one knows what grade of spiritual root is opened.

The end result.

Ah Biao, five spiritual roots.

It's not up or down, and it's barely passable.

Lao Zhu, Jiupin Linggen.

When Lao Zhu learned that he had given birth to a spiritual root, he was extremely happy.

Because in Lao Zhu's view, since the current Ming Immortal Dynasty has begun to get on the right track, of course, he, the founding emperor, cannot be left behind, let alone keep up with the pace of the times.

But when he learned that his nine-rank spiritual root was the lowest level of spiritual roots, his old face suddenly darkened.

How could the wise and martial founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty be the worst spiritual root?!

Although Zhu Xiongying tried his best to comfort Lao Zhu, he patted Lao Zhu's chest with his words conclusively.

As long as he is a grandson, he will definitely keep Lao Zhu's Jiupin Linggen and stride forward, but Lao Zhu is still sullen and doesn't say a word at lunch.

It was approaching night, and dusk was setting.

Zhu Xiongying said goodbye from Ningshou Palace.

It is impossible to rest, and His Majesty the Emperor still has important things to do.

"Your Majesty, the ministers who went to the banquet have gathered outside the noon gate."

The palace man followed Zhu Xiongying's side, bowed down and whispered.

"Mrs. Geng is invited."

Zhu Xiongying asked in a deep voice.

Before he left Ningshou Palace, Lao Zhu also specially explained that Geng Bingwen, who died in Jiayuguan, must be extremely honored.

In this battle, Geng Bingwen was also the general with the highest status and identity of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Xiongying has a very good impression of Geng Bingwen.

Even in the original historical trajectory, Geng Bingwen and his children and grandchildren never had the heart of betraying the lord until his death, which can be described as a loyal and brave family.

"Back to Your Majesty, Mrs. Geng and her three sons, Liu Ge Lao personally came to invite them, and they have all come to the banquet."

After receiving a reply from the palace people, Zhu Xiongying said 'um'.

Tonight, a banquet was held in the Fengtian Hall to triumphantly receive the soldiers of the First World War in the Northwest.

……………………

At the same time, the waters of Penglai.

The sky was dark, the stars were about to set in the night, and a huge fleet of ships traveled alone on the floating sea.

The main ship deck of the fleet.

Xiao Bao stood at the bow of the deck, looking firmly at the direction he had identified.

Under his strict orders, the entire fleet had been sailing at the fastest speed for several hours.

At this time, beside him, the entourage's face saw that the sky had begun to dark, and he could obviously see that he was in a hurry, but he didn't dare to speak.

This entourage had already spoken to urge him to return many times, but he was all rejected by Xiaobao, and he didn't dare to mention it again.

'Almost! ’

Looking at the waning sun in the sky, night is approaching.

Xiaobao's heart also began to drum a little.

He had never experienced a night in the depths of the sea, but he knew a lot from nautical books.

The night, for those who sail on the sea, is a nightmarish existence.

In the deep sea waters, it is pitch black at night, and with the faint lights of the ship, it is impossible to illuminate the way of navigation in this dark sea.

In addition, the water flow is unpredictable, and the wind direction can change abruptly at any time, especially if a rainstorm comes, once you encounter wind and waves in the dark, the consequences are unimaginable.

This is the sea, not the land.

If you encounter problems on land, you can still survive with broken arms.

But once the ship capsizes at sea, there is absolutely no way to survive.

"Lord Zheng."

At this time, Zhao Cang once again walked onto the deck, his expression extremely solemn.

"In another half an hour, it will be completely dark, the water flow in this area is unstable, and it is very likely that the dragon will absorb water, and once the dragon absorbs water at night, the threat to the fleet is extremely great."

Dragons suck water, the deadliest phenomenon in navigation.

To put it simply, it is a whirlpool of seawater caused by a tornado, and once the ship is swept in, there is almost no chance of getting out.

"General!"

At this moment, a general ran quickly onto the deck, looking very flustered.

"Lord Zheng."

This general saluted Xiaobao again.

"The Jiuhao ship detected a change in wind direction, and it is likely that the dragon will absorb water, so it asked the main ship if it would return."

The general's words directly made Zhao Cang's brows furrow.

Several people's eyes were on Xiaobao, Zheng Fa was the chief officer of this fleet, without his order, returning without permission was disobeying the military order, and it was not too much to behead him directly.

"My lord, it's foggy!"

The voice of the entourage sounded, with a little trembling, the fog at sea, and it was also a sailing killer.

The deep sea, the dark night, the fog, and the potential dragon absorbing water, these unstable factors are superimposed, as if the rhythm of the total annihilation of this fleet.

Xiaobao looked at the fog in front of him, and frowned.

He was well aware of the current situation, and if he ordered to return now, it would be too late, and the fleet could take advantage of the dusk to evacuate to a relatively safe sea.

And if you choose not to withdraw, once it is completely night, the fleet will have no way to return even if it wants to.

Forget it. ’

Xiaobao sighed in his heart, after all, it was the first time to go to sea, and it was most important to keep the fleet safe.

But just when he decided to order the return voyage, his eyes flashed again, and between the heavy white fog in the distance, he once again saw several long rainbows passing by, and he saw the three islands hidden in the fog very clearly!

This time, I was more certain than the one I saw before!

A gritted tooth, a stomp of the foot.

"The people on the main ship, the whole book is transferred to other ships."

"Except for the main ship, the rest of the ships will immediately return to safe waters."

Xiaobao looked at Zhao Cang and said in a decisive tone.

"General Zhao, the fleet will trouble you."