A few months later, a huge flying boat flew slowly hundreds of feet above the sea. The mast goes into the clouds. The huge sails made of the Black Wind shark's skin by special means fluttered, propelling the heavy flying boat forward. From time to time, the crews on both sides of the sail aligned the direction of travel of the boat.

This flying ship is several times larger than the take-off warship. There were also six or seven spirit cannons on it. The arrangement around the side of the large ship is extremely sparse. On the giant boat, many monks either sat in a relatively secluded corner to meditate and cultivate, or gathered together in twos and threes, showing off their experience of going to sea to fight monsters.

There is the joy of reaping a lot of rewards from killing a lot of monsters, and there is also the loneliness and sadness of losing relatives and friends. Within a boat, life is varied.

At the head of the boat, in a secluded corner, a silver-haired man in green clothes sat cross-legged, surrounded by Jin Dan or Zhuji monks swept there from time to time with awe-inspiring eyes, with the idea of wanting to approach in their eyes, but no one took the initiative to approach the past. Always outside the three zhangs. Although the area of this giant boat is not small, there are tens of thousands of monks on the giant boat, thousands of Jindan monks, and almost ten times that of the foundation building monks. Crowded on this huge boat, the space is not so abundant. Being able to occupy an area among these tens of thousands of monks without being disturbed by others is naturally extraordinary.

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

"Mr. Lu, the ship has newly received a few points of spiritual materials such as the Muscle Renewal Bone Pill, as well as a few points of the Phoenix Pattern Blood Qi Pill, the Awakening Pill, and the Thousand Gold Poison Pill. Several other alchemists have no bottom in their hearts, and it seems that this time they will rely on Mr. Lu to make a move. The elegant middle-aged man He Fang bowed to Lu Xiaotian and said.

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

"Thirteen servings together. The number is a little more, if Mr. Lu thinks it's not appropriate, I'll discuss it with other alchemists. He Fang said.

"No need, send it to my alchemy room, and come over to get the pill in ten days. Lu Xiaotian didn't look back, still taking care of himself.

"Then there's Mr. Lauru. Later, I will have someone send the spiritual materials, so I won't bother Mr. Lu. He Fang was overjoyed when he heard this, and retired with the two guards behind him.

"This Mr. Lu is inevitably too arrogant, the captain didn't even look back when he talked to him, it was extremely rude!" "He Fang, as the captain, has a cabin on this huge ship. After returning to the cabin, the black-armored man on the left said with a dissatisfied expression.

"Fart, close your beak, if you annoy that Lu Danshi, be careful that I cut off your scratchy tongue. He Fang angrily reprimanded the man.

"But the captain..."

"You know what a fart, this Lu Dan Master's success rate is already as high as four or five percent, and they are all the most tricky pills, such an amazing success rate is no different from that of an alchemy master. I didn't see anything else, and the few ancestors who were not in this boat were polite to others. It's normal for a master to have a weird temper, if you annoy others, be careful that I tear up your broken sheet. He Fang scolded unceremoniously.

The black-armored man who had just spoken out was not expecting He Fang's reaction to be so big, and he responded again and again.

Lu Xiaotian looked at the boundless sea beyond the flying boat, and the clear sky was like a blue sky. I can't help but feel like I'm going to have the rest of my life after the catastrophe. At this time, his location was already in the Blue Devil Sea Region, not far from the Ethereal Palace, not far from the outer sea of Water City.

It should have been more than five years since he stepped into the forbidden area of death in the strange space. Counting the time, according to the time of the Blue Devil Sea Area, after entering the Ethereal Palace, he stayed in that strange space for a full thirty-two years.

It wasn't until a year ago that he got out of the area where the space collapsed very frequently, it may not be appropriate to say that he was getting out, it should be said that he was thrown out of the Ethereal Hall by the powerful spatial power when the space collided violently, and he woke up dizzily and found that he had also arrived at the sea outside the water city.

Lu Xiaotian is a loner most of the time, and he is not used to staying in a crowd for too long. It's just that it is not his style to deliberately maintain a look of being out of the crowd like this, but at this time, the Blue Devil Sea Area is already an extraordinary period, according to these golden pills on the ship, according to what the Zhuji monk said, more than fifty years ago, the demon race and the human race in the Blue Devil Sea broke out in the largest war in history.

At this time, the entire Blue Devil Sea area was already in flames. The Terrans have been based in various cities and have been fighting bloody battles with the Demon Race for fifty years.

The current giant ship is returning after going to sea to fight monsters, 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 came out of the Ethereal Palace, and in the more than thirty years of the Ethereal Palace, Lu Xiaotian's time was basically in cultivation, although his physical cultivation broke through to the twelfth order, his mana was also a lot of refinement, and the Rongyuan Blood Bead was also cultivated to the ninth drop in the constant confrontation with the fire and stone rain. But when his own sword fetus was playing with the sword fetus left by the Ethereal Venerable, the sword fetus deduced by the Ethereal Venerable had never been able to comprehend it.

After all, fighting against that fire and stone rain consumes not only mana, but also the blood power of physical cultivation. It also consumes divine sense. The original spirit will also get tired after a long time. In that kind of high-intensity, it is almost rare to have rest time, even if Lu Xiaotian has the Huayuan Stone Stalactite, the Ice Essence Moon Que Sand, and the various high-level elixirs accumulated in the Xiangdu. Purple Leaf Zhenwu, if he hadn't cultivated the Splitting Mystic Technique, the various Yuan Gods would be able to rest and recover alternately, even if he wasn't killed by the Fire Flow Stone, he would have died because of the weakening of the Yuan Shen.

Fighting methods, fighting methods, fighting is not only mana, but comprehensive strength, including financial resources. Even the battle between himself and Zhao Tianyang was quite a fluke. If it weren't for the identity of the Great Grandmaster of Alchemy, those high-level demon beast essence blood collected in Xiangdu to bless the Bat King's magic wings, he would not have been able to escape from the Black Sky Mountain Range at all. If it weren't for the hidden sword box from Xiang Chengcheng and a water spirit sword left by his master. Even if it was with the twelfth order of cave ape refining corpses, Lu Xiaotian would not be able to fight Zhao Tianyang, who had comprehended the true meaning of gold.

As for the strange space, Lu Xiaotian had exhausted the means he should use, and he was able to survive in the end because he had broken through to the point of twelfth-order physical cultivation in time. For thirty consecutive years, Lu Xiaotian was in a highly tense state, both physically and primordially. At this time, it was rare to get out of danger, and suddenly relaxed, Lu Xiaotian had a feeling that he didn't want to do it, and fighting with those low-level demon beasts couldn't arouse his slightest interest.

In addition, he also has to understand the way of the sword and precipitate what he has gained in the past few decades, and Lu Xiaotian found that he is still a good alchemist. There are very few spirit bubbles on this giant boat, and they are infested in relatively safe seas. Of course, it's just relative. The few Yuanying monks in charge of sitting in charge also often stayed, and they would leave after seeing that there was nothing unusual.