"Sect Master, I have prepared a magic weapon ship that can take us through the Thunder Sea Storm and help find that Immortal Island!" Ryuuji scratched his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pointed to the distance and smiled.

"Xiao Long Er, you can't go straight to the point next time!" Luo Yu laughed and scolded in his heart, and following the direction of Long Er's finger, he saw a green treasure ship several zhang long, surrounded by fairy mist, and Baoguang Si (shè), floating in the air, half of the hull was not in the white clouds, which showed that this treasure ship was not traveling in the sea.

Luo Yu looked at the magic ship in a daze, touched his mouth, and muttered: "Good girl, the East China Sea is really a rich land, rich ......"

"Ahem, the sect leader is smiling! The sect leader doesn't dislike it, I can collect a few boxes of treasures and send them to the sect leader......" Ryuuji touched his head and smiled awkwardly.

If you like treasures, the big pearls of the East China Sea will give you two boxes, and by the way, send a few mussel girls to your house to make pearls on the spot......

"Ahem, I didn't mean that, I mean that this treasure ship consumes a lot of money, so you want to burn spirit stones or earth spirits!" Luo Yu scolded himself secretly for a while, pouted, and hurriedly asked with a dry cough.

"It's okay! Sect Master, once there is any change in the East China Sea, I will inform you, it will be a few days before you arrive in Luoyan City, you can set off together!" Ryuuji didn't know how to continue the awkward conversation, so he could only scratch his head and smile.

"Good!"

After receiving the treasure mirror, Luo Yu touched his mouth, thinking about the jasper treasure ship and the belongings of the Dragon Palace, this Dragon Palace is really generous, generally no one will make this thing, it is just a monk and a sword, but this treasure boat must be countless times stronger than the flying sword.

Imagine a picture of the treasure ship flying in the clouds, a group of people sitting on the bow of the boat drinking and chatting, and a group of male and female monks of the sword behind them, sweating and chasing, shouting: "Fellow Daoist, the same boat that has been cultivated for thousands of years, let me get on the boat......"

"Do you want to warm the ...... of the bed?"

"It's okay to pull a boat......"

.......

There are still a few (rì) days before the flow of death, and I have to hurry up to study the Medicine King Sutra, and by the way, refine some medicine, and practice the soul devouring scatter, in case I meet an old guy like Sword Eleven, I can still have a few chances of winning.

Luo Yupan sat in the courtyard and carefully studied the Medicine King Sutra, this sitting was three days and three nights, still very well-behaved, Bai (rì) built a house to work hard, sat next to Luo Yu at night to meditate and practice, Luo Yu was never stingy with his own people, and waved a bunch of earth spirits with his hand, and gave them to still, still seeing such earth spirits, his eyes were shining, and he worked harder.

Three days later, Luo Yu closed the ancient sheepskin book, and his face showed a dignified look, this medicine king is broad and profound, from quenching the body, consolidating the source, curing diseases, poisoning, raising Gu, poisonous insects, medicine and wine, all of which are included, which is really profitable than business, not including appreciating beautiful women.

Take out the Dan furnace, cast a few layers of isolation formation, and then take out the three hell flowers and throw them into the Dan furnace, this soul devouring scatter also needs a blind introduction, that is, to (yīn) the netherworld water or too (yīn) qi, he is not (jìn) thinking about where Yao Gongzi got the netherworld water, it is not that she is also the body of Tai (yīn).

Luo Yuxi's Yang Dao Natural Tai (yīn) Sun Qi could be used at will, so he pointed his sword at the end of the dead qi into the Dan furnace one by one, constantly fusing with the three Hell Flowers.

After doing all this, Luo Yu stood up, this medicine had to be practiced for seven days and seven nights in a row to be made.

Standing up (shēn) Zizi looked into the distance, still building a pavilion according to her own ideas, and it had been capped, only to see her waving her bare hands, and a bamboo pole of several feet was like chopsticks, rotating in her hands, and her toes rose into the air at a little point, and she placed her position, all in one go, flowing water, and had the talent to be a mason.

Luo Yu stepped out and appeared not far from her, still seeing Luo Yu coming, he stopped what he was doing, wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked over, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, we have to make a few rooms, I live in one, you live in one, and there is a tea room, it's enough!"

"How many can you make, how many can you make, and there will be more people in the future!" Luo Yu said lightly.

"Oh, aren't they all sisters......" still nodded, muttering, and she quickly shrunk back.

Luo Yu was about to reward her with a violent shudder, when suddenly her heart trembled, with a hint of bad premonition, and she still said casually: "Take care of yourself!"

With a wave of his hand, a hole appeared in the sky, soared into the sky, flew out of the fairy realm, and appeared in the void.

The scene in the distance came into view, and I was instantly stunned, hundreds of zhang above Luoyan City, magic weapons were flying, and the sword light was four.

A woman in white stood in a fairy palace, fluttering like a fairy, smiling, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth, (xiōng) in front of a large area of red, it was a white tide, she stood two young men in the distance, one was dressed as a white-clothed scholar and holding a scroll of painting was Wenzihua, and the other (shēn) was wearing a white robe that was as rich as jade, (shēn) was slender, holding a golden long sword, and the white robe had auspicious clouds on it.

"Night Wind, if you don't kill those two again, we won't be able to stop it, this white tide is good, I like it, but it's too unapproachable, hehehe!" the man in the white robe looked down and smiled at the street in the distance.

Luo Yu's heart jumped, there should definitely be autumn water among the two of them, he didn't (jìn) gather his eyes and look into the distance, just as he saw a man in black holding a golden long sword, and there was blood dripping from the tip of the sword, walking forward, a woman in white was holding a golden long sword, (xiōng) mouth was large red, protecting a green-clothed girl behind (shēn).

In the restaurant on the street, there are two people watching this scene at this time, a handsome and dashing Taoist with frost and snow and a crane-haired and childish face, (shēn) an old Taoist in a gossip robe.

"Zixu, you really don't care about your (ài) disciple's sweetheart, hehe, it's a pity!" Lao Dao laughed at Zixu Daoist.

"The matter of the junior (qíng), it is inconvenient for us to make a move, there are more than you and me in this Luoyan City!"

"Haha, who doesn't know that you are short, you and your apprentice are really fateful, and they are both with ......" The god operator laughed, and after speaking, the words were swallowed back raw, and for a while, the Purple Void Daoist on the opposite side was staring at him.

"If we don't make a move, they won't make a move, wait for your apprentice to come to the hero to save the beauty, this is a bloody battle, and the disciples of Lingyan Pavilion are also dormant!" Lao Dao pinched his fingers, smiled slightly, and then said: "You are not here to protect your apprentice, by the way, help Nangong...... Ahem!"

The Purple Void Daoist glared at the god operator again, and pointed like a sword, a ray of light swirled around his fingertips, which meant that you would be crooked and beat you again.

"How can Lao Dao think that I and you are just like your apprentice and my grandson, is this also destiny......" Shen Operator muttered as he looked at the swirling sword light.

Turning around, there was another teenager on the street, looking at the young man with clear eyebrows, he had a smile on his face, the main man is here, there is a good show to watch, and by the way, he peeked at the Purple Void Daoist.

In the distant void, Bai Xi looked at the familiar (shēn) shadow on the street, and the smile on her face was even stronger, she had already known that there were two seniors in the inn, and this lord was coming, so there was no need to worry.

Luo Yu stood in front of Murong Qiushui, Murong Qiushui was able to breathe, took out two bottles of Luo Yu's native holy water and drank it, his pale face was much better.

"Are you waiting for me?" Luo Yu looked up at the man in black in the distance, and said lightly, his eyes swept over the roof in the distance, and saw a woman in black hidden in the void.

"Yes, it's waiting for you, I'm a person who wants to kill, I'm not a murderer!" Night Breeze said lightly as his gaze fell on Luo Yu (shēn).

"Hehe, I like you as an opponent! I'm afraid that you won't be able to win, and I'm messing up my Dao heart, wouldn't I be very lonely!" Luo Yu said with a smile, now the night breeze on the opposite side gives me the feeling that it is no longer as like the mountain-like pressure when I first met.

Luo Yu didn't notice that in the tea shed in the distance, there was also a young man in white, with a complicated complexion, covering his handsome face with a folding fan, it was Yao Gongzi, she didn't stay away, and occasionally her eyes fell on Murong Qiushui (shēn).

"You don't need to provoke me with words, I am born with a sword body, and I need to constantly sharpen my sword blade, the more frustrated I am, the more courageous I become, even if I make a move!"

"Haha, your apprentice is really interesting, you feel invincible in the world when you come up, and you are really a snake and a rat..... Ahem, I mean my grandson is destined for him......" The old man blushed and stopped talking.

Luo Yu raised his eyebrows, and was about to turn his head, when a cold voice came into his ears: "Concentrate on the enemy, be careful of the girl in Lingyan Pavilion!"

Luo Yu nodded, and bowed to the night wind, and the night wind also stepped forward and bowed in return, showing respect for each other's opponents.

Countless eyes are watching here in the distance, a peak duel of the younger generation, who loses and who wins, will soon be revealed, and this battle will definitely spread all over Shenzhou.

The two of them flew high into the air on tiptoe, dozens of feet apart, and Bai Xi and Wen Zihua, who were fighting in the distance, stopped and looked into the distance.

"Yun Yichen, you still seem to be a little worse than the night wind!" Wenzi painted and played, obviously referring to something.

"Hmph, Wenzi painting, you don't have to stir things around, if the night wind is invincible, I will kill the sword spirit!" The man in white, with a sneer on his face, said lightly.

Wen Zihua did not speak, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the medicine boy who was hiding his face with a folding fan at the tea stall in the distance.

Several people also tacitly flew to the distance to watch the battle, Bai Xi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, flew towards Murong Qiushui, and several people flew into the air to watch the battle from afar.

Hundreds of sword lights flew up in Luoyan City, and they were miles away from the two of them, watching the battle from afar, there were old and young, there were ways and interpretations, and there were civil and martial arts.

The monks of the older generation took action to lay out a formation to protect the entire Luoyan City and prevent the two from duel and destroy the entire Luoyan City.

The Purple Void Daoist and the Divine Operator also flew out, but they stood farther away, and in the distance, a white-clothed Confucian with thin eyebrows and square faces stood in the void, saluting the two of them, and the two of them also returned the salute from afar, and in the distance opposite, two middle-aged men in Dao robes stood side by side, both of them (xiōng) had long sword symbols in front of them, and they were looking coldly towards the Purple Void Daoist.

The Purple Void Daoist naturally felt this cold gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, snorted coldly, and looked towards Luo Yu and the night wind, and the afterglow swept into a void, and shook his head.