Seeing everyone's faces, Luo Yu frowned slightly, stretched out his arm, and saw that his arm was shining with fairy light and his skin was like jade, his brows slowly spread, and he nodded with a smile.

"Well, I am quenched (ròu) (shēn) in thunder and lightning, drawing thunder and lightning into the body, operating the power of thunder and lightning, circulating in the meridians, and then storing it in the knot (xué)!" Luo Yu turned his head and pointed to the sea of thunderstorms in the distance, and smiled.

Everyone looked shocked and looked at each other, the power of thunder and lightning was the most domineering, and the power of thunder and lightning entered the body and ran wildly, what a crazy move this was, and how much pain it had to endure.

In the blink of an eye, everyone's faces were solemn, and their eyes showed awe, admiring Luo Yu's great perseverance and stupid boldness, and if he was not careful, he would turn into ashes.

Qiushui walked over, pulled up Luo Yu's arm, her eyes were slightly red, looking at Luo Yu's indifferent table (qíng), she felt a faint pain in her heart, and she felt very sorry for Luo Yu.

"Hehe, it's okay, the first time the thunder was drawn into the body, it did hurt a little, and after that, it was fine...... "Luo Yu pulled up Qiushui's hand and smiled, saying it lightly, but that kind of pain can only be experienced by those who have come over.

This was a little painful, when the first time the thunder was drawn into the body, the thunder fire burned his (ròu) (shēn), and the pain made him tears come out, and he was almost burned to ashes by the thunder fire.

He always comforted himself that no matter how painful he was in the future, he believed that he could pass it.

After climbing the mountain and turning your head to look at the scenery (shēn), one mountain is still higher than the other.

Once, when he was a child, several children scolded him for wild seeds and jumped out of the stones, and he fought with others for this.

As a result, he was beaten severely, and a little fat man took a brick and smashed it on his finger.

He was gritting his teeth in pain, but he didn't cry, his nails turned up, blood flowed out, and several children ran away in fright, so he whimpered and cried.

There is a pain that pierces the heart, and there is an insult that cannot be forgotten for a lifetime.

Thinking of this painful past, Luo Yu breathed a sigh of relief, his face was gloomy, he untied the gourd on his waist and drank a few sips of spirits.

The past is unbearable!

Luo Yu slowly walked to the mast, leaned on the jasper mast, drank the wine one by one, the sea breeze was blowing, he gradually became a little drunk, sitting on the bow of the boat, looking at the blue sea in the distance with a blurred eyes, wandering out of the world.

Everyone looked at Luo Yu, who was desolate, and was slightly moved, it was Luo Yu who helped them shelter from the wind and rain all the way, and at this time they cheered up and guarded in front of him.

Qiushui knelt beside Luo Yu (shēn), leaned on Luo Yu's shoulder, looked at him with a sad face, knowing that he was stuck in painful memories, and he wouldn't ask if he didn't say it.

A handsome young man, silent and silent, drinking quietly.

Unconsciously, the sun is setting, the sky is full of clouds, the clouds are rolling, the wind and clouds are changing, and the vast sea is covered with a golden coat.

The wine is deep, and I am worried!

"Jasper Terrace, watching the sea of clouds.

Drifting clouds drift with the wind without roots.

落 (rì) round, blue wavelength.

The figure is thinning and the sideburns are like frost.

The remnant of the sword, the rivers and lakes are far away,

When does the sun set.... When will it be back, hahaha....."

Luo Yu muttered a few small words in his mouth, although his voice was indistinct, but everyone could hear it clearly, and he turned his head to look at the lonely young man in a daze.

These few small words are his drunken nonsense, but they are also talking about himself, not how good the writing is, but it is true (qíng).

The strange world is still melancholy!

After laughing for a while, Luo Yu leaned on the side of the boat, lost consciousness, and the autumn water next to (shēn), tears rolled down her eyes, and she could best understand the sorrow in Luo Yu's heart.

Qiushui wiped the tears on his face, and quietly looked at Luo Yu with a tired face until the moon was bright and the stars were thin.

Everyone moved the jade table out, raised their glasses to invite Mingyue, and drank the wine, this Jianghu wine is a good thing.

Luo Yu in a drunken dream had a dream, a handsome young man with a long sword in his hand, climbed the Kunlun Void Battle Mountain to the immortals, and broke the void all the way from Kunlun Void to the sea of clouds.

Qionglou Yuyu, who hit the nine heavens, the sky and the earth fell apart in this battle, the mountains and rivers were broken, he was seriously injured, fell to the dust, and the woman in purple caught him.

Just as the two of them joined hands and flew down the mountain with the void wind, a white rainbow came in an instant, penetrating the body of the purple-clothed woman.

He hurriedly picked up the woman in purple, who was stained red with blood, and the woman in purple wrapped her arms around his neck, looked at him, and smiled, "This is the last thing I can do for you!"

Luo Yu looked up to the sky with tears on her face and cried bitterly, rushing towards the bottom of the mountain, to help her find the elixir to continue her life, just after walking a few steps, the purple-clothed woman's arm slowly drooped.

Luo Yu completely collapsed, knelt on the ground, called the heavens should not be, the earth was not spiritual, the liver and intestines were broken, and the seven orifices were bleeding.

A woman dressed in white and snow walked slowly from a distance......

A tear flowed from the corner of Luo Yu's eyes, rolled down his face, and kept staring at his autumn water, took him into his arms, and stretched out his hand to help her wipe her tears.

"Being so drunk like mud can't relieve the sorrow in your heart, your current sorrow is just the beginning......" Xiao Jiu sighed, seemed to see through everything, and said leisurely.

Early morning!

A round of red (rì) slowly jumps out of the sea, dyeing the east red, and the colorful glow floats in the sky like a ribbon.

The magnificent sea, shimmering with golden light, the treasure ship sailed in the void, heading towards the rising sun.

Slowly opened his eyes, and he saw a beautiful face, looking at him with a smile.

Luo Yu chuckled at the corner of his mouth, sat up slowly, and looked at the red rising sun, a new day is coming.

Everyone on the side of the boat turned their heads to look at Luo Yu, nodded, and they all knew it by heart, and they could also chant poetry...... What a (sāo) person!

The vastness of the East China Sea is unimaginable, the treasure ship (rì) travels 2,000 miles, and at this time they have been more than half a month, there are 30,000 miles, and they still haven't seen the shadow of Yaoshan.

Except for a few birds and beasts, they didn't even see a single figure, and they all wondered if they were the only ones who had crossed the Thunderstorm Sea.

Luo Yu wondered if he had missed the direction, and thinking of this, he hurriedly took out the bamboo skewer that the middle-aged Taoist priest gave to him.

There are two small poems on the dark bamboo sticks, which are the opportunities that the long gave to Luo Yu.

Luo Yu spread out his palm, the bamboo stick rose into the air, suspended in the void, the bamboo stick was like a sword, slowly rotating in the air, and then the bamboo stick pointed to the southeast.

Everyone was amazed, and Li Gossip's face was full of fire (rè), and he kept rubbing his hands, so he came up and grabbed it.

Seeing the direction pointed by the bamboo stick, Ryuuji hurriedly informed the helmsman of the ship to adjust the course, and the treasure ship slowly turned its bow and flew towards the southeast.

Deep in the East China Sea, an island.

Smoke curled from the island, and four young men dressed as monks were sitting around the campfire.

On the bonfire was a goat-sized prey, Mei Xiaomo, dressed in purple, who was meticulously flipping the barbecue.

Next to her, a woman in white sat on the grass, with a trace of worry between her eyebrows, looking towards the distant sea, as if she was looking for something.

Opposite the two were two men in white, one was Wenzihua, the chief disciple of Baihua Painting, and the other was Chu Tianqi, a disciple of chess art.

Both of them set their eyes on the pretty-looking medicine boy (shēn), especially that Chu Tianqi, whose gaze fell on the fair skin of the medicine child's mouth and the lips of the medicine child.

Originally, after Yao Gongzi and Mei Xiaomo left Linhai City, they went to Dayan Imperial City, but as for what to do, Yao Gongzi couldn't say clearly, Mei Xiaomo only thought about following Yao Gongzi.

As a result, the two of them met Wen Zihua and Chu Tianqi halfway, and Wen Zihua tried their best to persuade them, saying that there was an immortal medicine in Penglai Immortal Island.

Yao Gongzi naturally didn't believe it, but Mei Xiaomo was convinced, and insisted on pulling Yao Gongzi to find medicine, he was not for himself, Yao Gongzi couldn't help him, so he could only follow.

Chu Tianqi's heaven and earth chessboard was extremely mysterious, and with thunder and lightning, the four of them quickly shuttled through the sea of thunderstorms, which was many times faster than the treasure ship built by the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

After a long journey, the four of them only repaired for a while, caught a spirit beast, and started a barbecue.

From the four people sitting opposite each other, it can be seen that they have their own ghosts, and Baihua Valley has never said the same thing.

"Hehe, Yao Gongzi, if I get the immortal medicine, I will help you detoxify, but... Hehe, you know!" Chu Tianqi (tiǎn) turned the corners of his mouth, stared at the snow-white jade-like skin of the medicine boy, and said greedily.

Wenzi's picture was slightly sluggish, a cold light flashed under his eyes, staring coldly at the bonfire, flicking his fingers, and the flames in the bonfire suddenly rushed up.

Click!

The spirit beast leg held in Mei Xiaomo's hand was shattered into (ròu) mud at once, and the golden barbecue spirit beast exuded a tangy fragrance.

Hearing this, Yao Gongzi's picturesque eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after a while, she stretched out, and a silver bell-like laughter spread, and she (jiāo) smiled: "Hehe, as long as you can get the immortal medicine, then this son will depend on you, but you have to have a life to get it."

There are dozens of people all over the sky, maybe the night wind is there, and Xiao Hongfei of Tianshu, Yun Yichen of Taixu, Qi Jiaoyang of the Qi family, Mi Haoyue of the Qi family, Zhongzhou royal family, Wu family, and Western Buddhism have all walked in front of us.

Hehe, there is a wave of terrifying forces not far away!"

After saying that, Yao Gongzi stretched out his jade finger and pointed to the void in the distance, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmm, the forces you said are very strong, but we are united in the four arts, no one is afraid, and there are even more terrifying forces?" Chu Tianqi tugged at the corners of his mouth and said disdainfully.

The corners of Wen Zihua's eyes twitched, at this point, he still agreed with Chu Tianqi's idea, the four arts of the Hundred Flowers Valley were by no means in vain, not to mention Chu Tianqi, as far as his Wenzi painting was concerned, he didn't think that he was weaker than the chief disciple of any other great sect.

Mei Xiaomo's face was slightly sluggish, he glanced at Yao Gongzi in the distance, and nodded, he knew who the terrifying force that Yao Gongzi was referring to.

"Hehe, self-deception, have you forgotten the chief disciple of Yaoguang, the demon clan, the East China Sea, and the first god of war of that Dayan!"

With that, she turned her head and continued to look into the depths of the sea, thoughtfully, as if she had thought of something funny (qíng), and she smiled, smiling like a flower.