On the same day that the Silver Dragon Mountain Range of the Western Demon Realm was ambushed by the Red Thorn Tribe, far away at the end of the Demon Realm in Southern Xinjiang, thousands of miles to the south, in a constantly tumbling white mist, a huge wooden boat more than ten zhang long was puffing up a white giant sail to break through the waves under the white mist.

The wooden boat looks rudimentary, even a little dilapidated. But many delicate formations are clearly visible on the hull. Several key points are also arranged with exquisite dragon wood formations. The shape and structure of the entire big ship are a bit similar to the sky-wide fireships that Gou Zhu once saw in the Transmission Tower.

The name of this ship is "Lingfan Wind Boat", so it is called "boat" and not "ship", mainly because the Houtu Dynasty has strict regulations on the mystical weapons that can be held by various sects and factions of Xuanmen.

Qin Zunyang, a powerful weapon like the "Heavenly Fire Ship", only dared to secretly lust in the illusion of the Gong Tower. In the present world, only the army of the Houtu Dynasty could be equipped with such powerful mystical weapons.

The structure of the Lingfan Wind Boat is basically the same as that of the Hengtian Fire Ship, but the fire escape formation on it is removed, and the power of the wind escape is replaced, and it does not have the power of artillery, which looks a lot milder. At the same time, the Xuanmen monks also obediently changed the name of "ship" to "boat" to avoid causing displeasure in the imperial court.

The Hengtian Fire Ship is a monster that eats pure yang pills. If it was to drive the Heavenly Fireship to fly thousands of miles, the Pure Yang Pill consumed would be unimaginable. The Sail Boat is actually similar.

But that's just the consumption when flying in the air. If it floats on the water like a normal boat instead of hanging in the air, and tries to use the natural wind drive instead of using the wind escape power on the wind boat, then the consumption of the Pure Yang Pill can be drastically reduced to close to zero.

Huang Lu sat at the bow of the boat, carefully paying attention to the changes in the prohibitions around the ship in the wind and waves. She was wearing only a thin silk skirt, covered with fine beads of sweat, and the thin shirt was tightly clinging to her back.

Originally, the big ship was going to take five or six hours to drive together. Helplessly, Lian Ling didn't hire sailors, so she could only use her entire formation division to act as the formation master and array at the same time. It exhausted her half to death.

The nineteenth was right next to her. She was very diligent and well-behaved, but she didn't have an eye to it, and she was a little seasick on the rocky deck, which didn't help much.

The fat man transformed by the white tiger lies on the deck. He's not interested in the formation, but he still has the strength. If there is a labor-intensive job, such as raising the sail and breaking down, although he is full of complaints, he will still do it under the deterrence of Lian Ling.

Although he was lying down, his expression did not show any comfort, but he was very irritably fanning a worn-out pu fan in his hand, and hummed again and again: "It's hot, it's too hot!

This is the south of the world, and the further south you go, the hotter it gets. The water here is not blue, but dark. This is because the water is so deep that there is no light to reflect it, which is what it is.

Above the surface of the sea is a dense white fog, which is actually evaporated water vapor. The waters here are not as cold as the East China Sea, or as cold as the Northern Underworld. The sea water here is hot, like a hot pot of soup. Although Huang Lu likes to soak in hot springs, she doesn't dare to go swimming here. If she goes down, she will be stewed when she scoops it up.

The hot water evaporates and turns into hot air, and when the hot air meets the slightly cooler air, it turns into a white mist, which cannot be blown away no matter how strong the sea breeze is. It's just condensed on this sea, surging like a tidal wave, like a white sea of fog on top of a black ocean.

The black water was constantly surging, and every now and then the whole ship would begin to tilt from bow to stern. Huang Lu seemed to be able to see that the sea water was about to stand up. But soon there was a muffled thud, and the ship toppled in the opposite direction.

The hot wind swept in with a thick mist of water. She only felt that her whole body was densely covered with hot water droplets, and she couldn't tell whether it was the water vapor in the air or the sweat coming out of her body.

There is a wooden altar on board. Lian Ling was wearing a golden lotus crown on his head, his hair was scattered on his shoulders, he was wearing a purple robe of a hundred birds and a phoenix, holding a turquoise long sword, and his body was shrouded in a ball of soft mana, praying for the wind to sail.

Her divine sense was condensed on the sword, and Huang Lu's eye array could clearly see that her divine sense was controlling the mana, and from the tip of the sword it went straight to the sky, truly pointing to the heavens and the earth, pulling the spiritual machine, and the wind and clouds operated at will.

The so-called prayer of the Genmon is never "prayer". You just make a wish in your heart, no matter how strong your desire is, it is actually useless.

This world is the realm of things rather than the realm of the mind, and no matter how much you have the heart and don't do it, it is meaningless. Unless any of the immortals hear your prayer and are willing to do it. But the gods are very busy, who has time to care about you as a mortal?

The monk has already had mana since the beginning of the Purple Mansion, and he can use his mana to change the spiritual power to drive the power of heaven and earth. Of course, the amount of mana consumed in this cannot be generalized.

If you go with the sky, maybe you can also blow the wind and clouds. If you go against the sky, maybe you can't shake the heavens and the earth even if you explode and die.

"When will I be able to cultivate to Jindan and reach this realm where I can call the wind and rain?" Huang Lu couldn't help but feel a burst of envy in his heart.

But although she admired Lian Ling, what she couldn't figure out was that such a woman in the Jindan realm actually married herself to that obscene boy?

As soon as she came to Taibailin, she couldn't help but be stunned for a long time when she heard Lian Ling announce the matter in person.

She and Gou Zhu are quite fateful. They met in the escape of the demon tide, and were rescued by him when they lost the Quyang Palace, and then resurrected together under the hanging lake. They also fought against strong enemies such as Lu Ming, Lin Shihu, Haoqi, Yelan, and Gu Wentian one by one. If you want to say that life and death are together, and you take care of each other, it is definitely enough.

Gou Zhu is a reliable partner, righteous, smart, sophisticated, and understanding, and many crises are his flash of inspiration and finally resolved. Sometimes she even had a feeling that if everything was left to him, she would never have to worry about anything again. But she just hates Gou's lewd smile that is a bit cynical!

remembered that in the Imperial Tomb, this immodest person once boasted that there was a woman who was the head of their sect, and it seemed that she had some ambiguous relationship with him...... At that time, she thought it was a very absurd cowhide. I didn't expect this to be true?

If you hate it, you just hate it, and suddenly found that this person had become a Taoist companion with the legendary sect leader, and she felt a little melancholy in her heart. There are things that don't care about when they're unclaimed. But once someone claims it, it means that it is impossible to belong to them anymore, and this strange idea rises.

She couldn't help but shake her head. Even the nineteenth doesn't seem to take this seriously at all, and when she sees Gou Zhu every day, she still looks like she is demented and demented, and she shouldn't have any ideas.

It's strange to say that the Nineteenth didn't even react at all to such a violent incident? Could it be that she was really a real wooden puppet?

She quietly looked towards the nineteenth, only to see the nineteenth sitting next to her, staring blankly at the dense fog in front of her, with a look of surprise on her face, and a red light reflected on her icy jade face.

Huang Lu was shocked in her heart, this red light was nothing else, it was the warning from the bow of the ship! She quickly turned her head to look at the bow of the boat. Outside the bow of the ship, which was completely transparent and colorless, it was obvious that it had hit something in the thick fog, and it had turned into a grid of many red spirit lines, glowing bright red in the milky white fog.

Immediately after, the pitch-black sea in front of me stood up like a wall. A large, bright red python-like creature was erected like a giant pillar.

When he looked up, it was estimated to be a hundred feet high, and Huang Lu couldn't see its head, because it had fallen into a thick fog. All she could see was the odd white discs on the side of the pillar facing her, like a saucer, arranged in groups of two, from bottom to top, from large to small.

Before she could react, the strange thing swept like a huge and nimble whip, stirring up the wind, and in an instant it licked in front of her like a strange tongue full of discs!

The forbidden light on the wind boat was great, forming an invisible barrier. The huge thing crushed down, and although the hull of the ship clicked, and the prohibition a kilometer away was crushed as if it was about to deform, it never collapsed.

Huang Lu was only a little sober at this time, and hurriedly recited the mantra to drive the wind boat protection array. An invisible wind blade shot out from the bow of the ship, as if the entire ship had been split in half, violently splitting the sea water in front of it in half, just on top of the erected "giant python".

The python's body trembled suddenly, and an erect scar appeared on its huge body, and blue blood stains appeared within the scar. But the blow did not hit it hard. Instead, it was even more frenzied like a huge whip waving in the sky, constantly pumping at the ship that was tossed in the wind and rain!