Three days later, the old fairy Yuchen on the nameless island said goodbye to Ao Yun and Ao Ye.

"Fellow Daoist Yuchen, if you have time, please come to Hurricane Yangba Turtle Island as a guest.

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Father...... Oh, we couple must be hospitable, this ...... Let you taste the spirit of our turtle island. ”

Ao Ye tried his best to be elegant, but the foul language had already penetrated into the bone marrow, but it was difficult to change it for a while.

Ao Yun glared at Ao Ye, and bowed to the old immortal again:

"Please also ask Daoyou to forgive Ao Ye's words, thanks to Daoyou this time, I don't thank you for my great kindness, and there will be a good reward in the future!"

Yuchen Old Immortal smiled and waved his hand, making a joke.

"Don't be polite to the two dragons, these days have been exchanging water avenues together, and the poor road has gained a lot.

Now that we have become friends, the words of thanks should not be mentioned again.

This fate is here, he will meet again in the future, and say goodbye!"

After saying that, the old immortal waved his hand to whisk the dust, and his figure slowly rose into the air and headed north.

Ao Ye looked at his distant back, licked his lips, and was about to say something.

Suddenly, I heard Ao Yun say coldly:

"Treat my sister better, otherwise I will set foot on Ba Turtle Island one day and break your turtle leg. ”

After speaking, the figure flickered, a huge green dragon stood in the air, and then plunged into the blue waves, slowly swimming southward, the slender dragon body appeared and disappeared in the blue waves, and the dragon saw the head but not the tail.

"That's it, that's it.

His uncle ran away, and Lao Tzu also returned to Bagui Island, which is important to my family Yu'er. ”

After a few breaths, an earth-shattering roar resounded between the sea and the sky, and then a behemoth slowly moved eastward, and its mountain-like body stirred up huge waves, submerging all the vegetation on the island.

Lin Zhao released the lotus magic weapon in the air and sat cross-legged with a thoughtful face.

In the past few days, after barbecuing and drinking with the two dragons, it is to exchange the way of water.

In this world, when it comes to the laws of water, the dragon clan dares to call it the second, and no one dares to call it the first.

Although Lin Zhao, the talent of the dragon clan, could not get a glimpse of the truth, he still got a great inspiration from the leopard in the tube.

Half a day later, Lin Zhao changed his appearance and orientation again, and turned into a bald and bearded man, but he saw that he had a high nose and deep eyes, eyebrows like long knives, and muscles all over his body seemed to be made of bronze.

Traveling through the sky, to the southwest, towards the Wind Song Inland Sea.

Along the way, he tried not to cause trouble, and always deduced the heavenly machine with the way of magic, although he encountered the demon clan in the sea, but basically escaped from the East Whale Song Sea without danger.

On the way, he also encountered a kraken sent by the Bihai Spirit Snake Clan, searching for the Yuchen Demon Dao.

But the old immortal of Yuchen quietly disappeared, and the bald vest re-entered, how could these low-level krakens recognize.

More than 20 days have passed in a hurry, and Lin Zhao has already entered the open sea of Fengge.

Gradually, I met more and more monks, all of whom were busy hunting monsters in the sea and looking for treasures under the sea.

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Wei Zhong was a Jade Liquid Stage Refining Gang Realm cultivator, who was first mixed in the Southern Lingzhou and was a core disciple of a small sect.

Decades ago, the famous "Tianque Tribulation" occurred in the Southern Regions Lingzhou, and a series of mountains emerged from the void and fell down.

The real person in charge of Wei Zhong's sect unfortunately fell.

The three elders in the gate fought for power, and they were beaten up the mountain gate by the surrounding hostile sects, and the small sect fell apart in an instant.

One of the elders fled with Wei Zhong and three other disciples, and finally boarded a large flying boat to the Fengge Sea, where they begged for a living ever since.

Many years later, the elder Zhenren also unfortunately fell in a battle to kill the Kraken, and two of the other three fellow disciples died from various causes.

There is only one junior sister left, who is dependent on it, and is on the verge of life and death.

However, Wei Zhong had a secret idea in his heart, hoping that one day, he would break through the Chengdan period, become a real person, return to the southern Lingzhou, and rebuild the sect.

For this wish, Wei Zhong has suffered a lot, once became a shop man, and also hunted sea beasts in the open sea of Fengge.

Now he has joined a large flying boat and become an ordinary guard.

And his younger sister, because of her outstanding talent for talisman making, became the resident talisman maker of a talisman pavilion.

On this day, Wei Zhong received a notice that Feizhou was going to send a group of guests to the 'Tonghai Island' off the coast of Fengge to participate in the auction held by the Tonghai Chamber of Commerce.

This auction conference is different from previous years, and it is a "big auction" held every ten years by the Tonghai Chamber of Commerce.

At that time, not only the high-level monks of the human race will participate, but also among the krakens, there will also be many big demons and demon kings.

These deep-sea demons are rich in wealth, with various deep-sea treasures on their bodies, and they are the "big fat sheep" in the eyes of merchants.

Therefore, even if many low-level monks could not enter the auction hall, they would take their savings and go to Tonghai Island to do business with the sea demon clan to see if they could make a windfall.

Wei Zhong was even more elated, took all the net worth he had saved over the years, boarded the flying boat, and was thinking about his thoughts while guarding the flying boat.

Standing on the deck of the flying boat and looking into the distance, I saw the blue sea and the endless clouds.

Wei Zhong had a smile on his face, and his heart was full of longing, his junior sister was on Tonghai Island, and the two had not seen each other for four or five years.

I don't know if my beautiful and timid junior sister is good now?

Just as he was coming out of his trance, Wei Zhong suddenly frowned.

I saw that in the distance, where the sea and the sky were connected, there were countless black dots flying all over the sky.

Wei Zhong stabilized his mind, did not panic, the true yuan in his body surged, wandering in the qi veins according to the mysterious route, and finally converged in his eyes.

Suddenly, a three-inch-long purple glow shot out of his eyes.

This is Wei Zhong's secret method, called "Purple Electric True Pupil".

If you want to cultivate this secret method, it is useless to rely on understanding and hard work alone, it mainly depends on whether you have the talent for cultivation, and no one has ever practiced this secret method in the past 800 years.

Wei Zhong's eyes have been strange since childhood, with a pair of dark purple pupils, and he was lucky enough to practice this secret method.

Wei Zhong has been able to survive several life-and-death crises over the years, and this secret method has played a very important role.

"The Wind Splitting Golden Feather Eagle?"

Wei Zhong's heart sank, and he glanced around, seeing several guests on the flying boat chatting with each other, and did not notice the anomaly in the distance.

At that moment, he quietly activated a jade talisman in his sleeve.

After a few breaths, an obese male cultivator in a yellow robe with a dignified face walked out of the warehouse in front of the flying boat.

Wei Zhong hurriedly made a gesture, and the fat monk immediately understood, and shrank back to the front warehouse.

After half a cup of tea, all the guests on the flying boat returned to the inner warehouse, and more than a dozen guards were separated from each other, and the protective circle was all activated.

At the same time, the flying boat lowered its altitude to avoid the group of golden feather eagles of the Split Wind.

Lin Zhaozheng was conceited and fled, and suddenly looked at the southwest position, and after a little hesitation, his figure flashed and disappeared from the sky.

When he reappeared, he saw countless Split-Wind Golden Feather Eagles besieging a huge flying boat.

Between the sea and the sky, the sound of carvings is high, the golden feathers are all over the sky, and the noise is noisy, which makes people feel confused.

The magic weapons, talismans, and spells on the flying boat weave a layer of firepower to block the Wind Splitting Golden Feather Eagle.

The Splitting Wind Golden Feather Eagle is a group of demon birds, with a high level of intelligence, clear hierarchies among the ethnic groups, and a huge body, strong defense of the Golden Feather, and good at traveling far away, it is one of the overlords of the air in the Fengge Sea area.

This kind of demon weapon is especially grudgeful, and the idle monks dare not provoke it.

If nothing else, this flying boat will only be defeated, and whether the monks above can survive at that time depends on personal creation.

Lin Zhao thought for a moment, and suddenly used mana to transmit sound.

Wei Zhong and the other monks on the flying boat were fighting fiercely, and suddenly heard a domineering voice.

"The flying boat will open the protective array to the maximum, do a good job of personal protection, and the Sprinkle family is going to use the sound attack magic power!"

When the fat monk heard this, his eyes rolled a few times, and he hurriedly punched out one magic seal after another against the control center magic circle of the flying boat.

Wei Zhong picked up the "Purple Electric True Pupil" and cast his gaze into the distance, but he didn't want to meet a domineering and deep gaze.

After seven or eight breaths, many monks on the flying boat saw a bearded monk in a purple robe with a majestic bald head flying into the air.

Then a golden glow bloomed from its body, and it suddenly opened its mouth to inhale.

Immediately after that, the sea and the sky roared, as if the heavens and the earth were cracking, the dragon roared, the heaven and earth vitality was disordered and rioted, and the hurricane rose and spread in all directions.

It was the "King Kong Lion Roar" that Lin Zhao repeatedly performed in group attacks.

The protective shield formed by the magic circle on the flying boat rippled countless ripples, and then burst with a "pop", fortunately this flying boat had a triple protective shield.

By the time the third layer of protective shield was broken, the base of the Flying Boat Protection Circle cracked one after another, and it could no longer be used.

And the many monks on the flying boat have already used their own means, some of them have blessed the protective magic shield, some have used talismans to protect them, and some have sacrificed their magic weapons to defend them.

There were four or five monks who held the Tao and stood proudly without protection, but at this moment they spurted blood from their ears, mouths and noses, and their bodies fell limply and passed out.

As for whether he can save his life, it depends on his creation.

Back then, Lin Zhao's cultivation was a novice achievement, and even the mantis monsters in the underground space were hated, not to mention that his cultivation was now a hundred times stronger than at the beginning.

Although the sea and sky are open, it is easier to exert sound attack than the underground space, but it cannot stand its current profundity.

Therefore, the air was overwhelming, and the fierce Split Wind Golden Feather Eagle fell directly to the sea like rain.

"King Kong Lion Roar" passed, and the blue sea set off waves three or four feet high, rolling a golden feather eagle with a split wind into the bottom of the sea.

King Kong subdued the demon, and the group of eagles turned into sand sculptures and dead eagles, and it was difficult to form a threat anymore.

Among them, more than a dozen powerful Splitting Wind Golden Feather Eagle Demons were lucky to survive, but they were also seriously injured, and the leader of them, the Eagle King, was unharmed, and he was also frightened by the bird's gall and fled in a hurry with his subordinates.

The aftermath of the King Kong lion's roar is still echoing, the wind is raging in all directions, the clouds are agitated, and the sea is unsettled.

But for Wei Zhong, once again narrowly escaped death, and his heart was full of gratitude to the bald monk who stood in the air like a god.

Half an hour later, the flying boat set sail again and flew towards "Haitong Island".

Although the protective circle has no effect and cannot be repaired for a while, the owner of the flying boat, the fat monk Min Jinquan, is happy in his heart, and there is no hidden worry.

Previously, the master who called himself "Luda" descended the group of eagles and relieved the life and death crisis of the flying boat, Min Jinquan immediately followed the stick and invited him to Haitong Island in a humble tone to participate in the "big auction" held by the Haitong Chamber of Commerce.

In this way, there is no need to pay for the guard, and the flying boat can be guarded, which is really a good deal to kill two birds with one stone.

This Luda is self-oriented, has a heroic temperament, and is at least the true one of the Yuan Gods, Min Jinquan can't wait to climb down to be his grandson, and he also wants to make friends with him.

It's a pity that this master seems to be impatient with his affection, but instead called the little monk who knows pupil art to the luxurious room, which is really a pity.

Regardless of the complaints of the owner of Min Zhou, for the time being.

In the Feizhou luxury room, "Luda" sat in a chair, holding a long beard, sitting with a big golden knife, a majestic momentum like a mountain, and the oppressive Wei Zhong was at a loss.

Ruda took a gourd-shaped artifact and poured a sip of wine.

Suddenly, the fragrance of spirit wine wafted through the room, causing Wei Zhong's nose to stir.

The pure spiritual power and aroma of the spirit wine made the true essence in his body ready to move, and there were signs of spontaneous operation.

"Don't be nervous, Xiaoyou, the Sprinkle family saw that your pupil technique was quite strange before, so they called to talk about it. ”

After that, under Wei Zhong's reverent gaze, the bald monk took out a jade bowl, the gourd was slightly tilted, and it was filled with spiritual wine.

Then the spirit wine slowly flew up and floated towards him.

"It's very boring to drink alone, and it is fate to meet, you can also taste the spirit wine offered by the master of Min Zhou and see how it tastes!"

The bald monk smiled heartily, and didn't care about these hundreds of spirit wines that were one pound of lower-grade spirit stones.

Wei Zhong knew that this kind of spirit wine was produced by the "Lingquan Island" in the Fengge Inland Sea.

There are hundreds of spiritual springs on Lingquan Island, and the wine made is the most mellow, and has various effects, such as healing, increasing cultivation, and even a spirit wine that enhances the strength of the physique.

However, this spirit wine is not for drinking, but for bathing.

"Lingquan wine" resounded throughout the Fengge sea area, and even many deep-sea demons did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to get the wine on the island.

Wei Zhong drank the most inferior Lingquan wine, and he also asked for ten low-grade spirit stones for a catty.

In this wine gourd-shaped magic vessel, there are at least one or two hundred catties of Lingquan wine, although it is not the top choice, it is also the top grade.

Wei Zhong licked his lips, first thanked him, and then took a big bite, and suddenly felt that the taste was clear, sweet, mellow and long, and the spiritual power of the Dao Dao started in the abdomen and began to spread throughout the body.

After more than a dozen breaths, Wei Zhong put down the wine, and the expression on his face changed, as if he had made some decision.

Then a jade slip appeared in his palm, held it in both hands and sent it to Luda, and said respectfully:

"This is a secret technique left over from the younger sect, and if you want to cultivate it, it is the most important test of personal talent.

Now that the sect of the younger generations has been destroyed, today I would like to dedicate this technique to the seniors. ”

Luda looked at Wei Zhong with a sharp gaze, and did not reach out to take it, but poured another sip of fine wine, and then said slowly:

"Can you ask for something?"

Wei Zhong's face gradually sweated again, and he felt that what was sitting in front of him was not a senior monk, but a mountain that was about to fall down.

"The juniors don't ask for much, they just want the seniors to give them some guidance in cultivation, especially how to condense the Great Dan!"

Luda's face showed a look of surprise, nodded slowly, and reached out to take the jade slip over.

"Well, the Sprinkle family hates hesitant people the most.

At this point, I promise you. ”

Wei Zhong was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed and thanked him.

Lin Zhao's mind moved before, and he gave a pseudonym at random, and the pupil technique in front of him was just a dispensable thing for him, just used for reference techniques.

With his current cultivation, it is not a problem to guide a casual cultivator.

At the moment, while the two were drinking, Wei Zhong seized the opportunity to put forward all kinds of difficulties in cultivation, especially the key points of how to condense the Great Dan.

Lin Zhao did not prevaricate and answered his questions one by one.

Wei Zhong only felt that this master's words were concise, but he understood what he said instantly, and at the same time, he pointed out the way forward from the law and the avenue.

Immediately grateful and indescribable, he poured tea and water along the way, and served with the gift of a disciple.

Time flies, and half a moon has passed.

On this day, a prosperous island appeared in the sea in front of it, and countless figures appeared in the air and on the blue sea, all heading towards the big island.

Haitong Island has finally arrived.

Lin Zhao stood suspended in the air and waved goodbye to Wei Zhong, and Min Jinquan took more than a dozen guards to salute respectfully and came to say goodbye together.

Watching the bald man rise to the sky and fly towards the big island, Wei Zhong's heart was full of reluctance.

Holding the storage bag in his hand, Wei Zhong's heart swelled with infinite ambition.