"I can't cultivate, I'll delve into the method of imperial weapons and the essentials of spells. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" After muttering a few words unwillingly, Yuan Hao took the nine-grade magic weapon from the storage bag and studied it.

Although this nine-grade magic weapon in Yuan Hao's hand was a magic weapon, it had already been added to the magic circle of sealing breath by the masters who had been refined when it was refined, so he was not afraid of being discovered by these immortal cultivators in the ship who had not yet reached the foundation building period when he was researching. Of course, the premise of all this is that he doesn't want to show off his head and use magic to make an envoy.

"Blood-Drinking Sword" is the name of this nine-grade magic weapon in Yuan Hao's hand, which is the name he thought of when refining this magic weapon. Of course, it certainly wasn't called that name originally, but it will be that name in the future, unless it changes hands again.

After putting the blood-drinking sword in front of his eyes and observing it for a while, Yuan Hao's heart moved, and he immediately gave a command to the existence in his mind, and as he gave the order, the short sword in his hand moved.

Yuan Hao only saw a flash of purple light in front of him, and the blood-drinking sword that was originally in his hand had been inserted into the sunken iron wooden plank under his feet. He didn't even hear a sound when the dagger sank into the ship's board, which showed how fast the sword was at that time.

After looking at the blood-drinking sword that was completely submerged in the ship's board for a while, Yuan Hao sighed with a look of surprise on his face: "Is this the power of the Nine Rank Magic Weapon? I just used a little divine sense to urge, and I didn't even use any mana!"

Yuan Hao didn't have a flying sword, when he had just taken the throne not long ago, he had practiced some superficial sword skills after a lot of hard work. After all, this is a miraculous sword art spread on the earth, and after he suddenly has this ability, how could he not try it.

However, with the first-grade magic weapon-level flying sword in Yuan Hao's original hand, even if he used all his mana to urge the flying sword, it was only to make the flying sword speed reach half of the speed of sound, and this made him sigh with joy for a long time. However, now comparing the sword speed of the blood-drinking sword just now, Yuan Hao realized how ridiculous his so-called swordsmanship was before.

"I'm afraid that it is the speed of the flying sword of the Imperial Envoy of the Foundation Building Period Monk below the third grade, and it is not as fast as the speed of the Blood Drinking Sword just now!" Thinking of the purple light just now, and then comparing the foundation building period monks who he had seen in Qingyang Gate flying with the imperial sword, Yuan Hao's guess in his heart became more and more affirmed.

Without using the Divine Sense Envoy again, Yuan Hao took out a first-grade magic weapon-level magic sword from the storage bag, carefully dug the blood-drinking sword out of the ship's plank, and then covered the hole with a table leg. After doing all this, he reached out and stroked the purple-black body of the blood-drinking sword with the same way he faced his lover, for him now, this sword was his lover, his lifeline.

Feeling the sharp aura emanating from the short sword in his hand, Yuan Hao muttered thoughtfully: "No wonder whether it is an immortal cultivator or a demon cultivator, they are always pursuing a higher level of strength, especially for the competition for high-level magic weapons and spiritual weapons, it is extremely fierce, such a nine-grade magic weapon, if it is placed in the hands of a mid-stage cultivator, I am afraid that even a mid-stage cultivator who does not have a nine-grade magic weapon may not be able to help him." ”

The sword speed shown by the blood-drinking sword just now profoundly made Yuan Hao understand the significance of magic weapons for immortal cultivators and demon cultivators. Just like he was a killer in his previous life, a good firearm can greatly enhance the success rate of his mission, and a good magic weapon can also greatly enhance the strength of immortal cultivators and demon cultivators.

Because the Blood Drinking Sword was too high-end, Yuan Hao had to dispel the previous idea of having an imperial sword in the cabin, with his current strength, it was really unrealistic to want to accurately control this nine-grade magic weapon.

After letting go of the idea of Edgeworth, Yuan Hao turned to the cabin to study the four-layer method of qi training in the "Six Extremes True Demon Skill", and strive to break through to the middle stage of qi training with the help of the Yuan Demon Space after leaving the ship.

For the next period of time, except for going out of the cabin to the deck in the morning and evening to take a breath, Yuan Hao spent the rest of the time in the cabin studying magic techniques, and even the food and drink were sent outside his cabin by the ship's handymen.

In the evening of that day, after dinner, Yuan Hao walked out of the cabin and came to the deck as usual, and there were not many passengers on the deck at this time, except for the sailors who accompanied the ship. This is also a very normal situation, and anyone who has watched the same sea view for more than 20 days in a row will have a sense of visual fatigue.

Looking at the gradually setting sunset, Yuan Hao suddenly thought of the sun on the earth. Although there is only one sun in this world like the earth, the sun, which looks three or four times larger than the earth's sun, does not look like a star no matter how you look at it.

"I'm getting bored and bored to think about these funny things, whether this sun is a star or not, what does it matter to me, and I'm not one of those astronomers who specializes in the composition of celestial bodies. Shaking his head to dispel the sudden thought in his mind, Yuan Hao leaned against the deck railing, savoring the sea view under the dusk.

A violent impact woke Yuan Hao from his slumber, and the killer's instinct made him feel that something big had happened. Sure enough, as soon as Yuan Hao got up from the bed, he heard the shouts of the sailors outside the cabin and the cursing of the passengers.

"I'm sorry everyone, the ship has hit the reef, and now the ship is about to sink, everyone hurry up and hold on to the light cloud wood prepared on the ship, so that you may be able to wait for other ships to rescue or float to the desert island. ”

This is the loudest sentence that Yuan Hao heard after walking out of the cabin, this voice is not unfamiliar to him, the owner of the voice is the peak Qi cultivation monk Yun Ling Daoist sitting on this sea ship.

After listening to Daoist Yunling's words, Yuan Hao did not ask him why the sea boat hit the reef like the other passengers, but immediately headed towards the stern of the boat. After coming to the stern, Yuan Hao ran straight to the right side of the stern without looking, and he also saw that there was a canoe made of light cloud wood the day before yesterday.

"The Taoist friends in front of you, please put down the boat. As soon as Yuan Hao untied the canoe, a voice with a thick accent suddenly sounded from dozens of meters behind him.

As if he hadn't heard the voice, Yuan Hao hugged the Qingyun wooden boat hard, kicked with both feet, and his body had already jumped over the protective fence on the deck.

After the sound of splashing water sounded, Yuan Hao drilled his head out of the water with all his might, and did not look at the sea boat behind him, he grabbed the light cloud wooden boat with his right hand, and swam towards the dark sea with his hands and feet.