While Xu Dao was practicing and comprehending the treasure, the black ship beneath him floated on the endless sea, slowly heading towards the "Merman Island" on the sea map.
The turquoise water surges past both sides of the black ship, and the scenery is almost breathtaking. But from time to time, ferocious monsters appear around the hull and violently collide with the black ship.
boom!
At noon that day, before everyone on the ship had finished lunch, the black ship's hull shook slightly. Immediately, two figures flashed on the deck of the black ship and appeared at the bow.
"嘤!" A strange voice sounded, and two white lines crisscrossed the bow of the ship, and from time to time they would bite the bow of the black ship like scissors.
Wu Bixi stared at the white line on the sea, and after a few breaths, her brows relaxed: "It doesn't matter, it's just two Qi-refining monsters."
She squeezed the black ship's shiny railing tightly and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's not at the foundation building level."
A dull voice sounded from the side: "Don't worry, sister Wu, this ship is very strange. According to the boatmen on the ship, even if you encounter a foundation-building monster, as long as the monster is not clinging to you, you can still find a way to escape!"
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The speaker is a man with a feminine face and a scar running through his entire face. This man is another Taoist disciple from the Taoist Palace, Liang Xia.
The other party looked at Wu Bixi and said softly: "I have already asked the slave workers on the ship that the monsters in the Western Sea are not very intelligent. They must have been carried away by the evil spirit in the sea, and all of them have gone crazy.
They behave like animals and are nothing to fear."
But when Wu Bixi heard this, her delicate face still did not completely let go of doubts. She held on to the railing and couldn't help but glance at the aura released by the monster in the sea, and there was still fear deep in her eyes.
Although she is a Taoist disciple in the middle stage of Qi refining, and is only one or two years away from reaching the late stage. In terms of strength alone, she is not afraid of either of the two monsters in the water, but now she no longer has the courage to fight.
The monster is okay, but if she were in human form or even a Taoist, her body would tremble even if she was holding on to the railing.
Liang Xia stood nearby and took in all Wu Biche's performances. Pity and pain flashed in his eyes, but in order not to hurt the dignity of the other party, he remained silent and just pretended not to see it.
Suddenly a burst of laughter rang out: "Brother Liang, you and I have worried too much! There is a Taoist priest on the ship, even if the foundation-building monster comes, what's the point of fear?"
As Wu Biqi spoke, her whole body seemed to light up.
The fear in her eyes was suppressed by an expression that was almost invisible, and she said a little too excitedly: "Have you forgotten that the two of us asked about it in the Taoist palace? When the Taoist priest entered the Taoist palace, he killed him with his own hands.
A Taoist priest in the Lei Zhao, after hearing that the other party still has a bad cultivation!"
"Now that several years have passed, you and I are about to enter the late stage of Qi refining, and the Taoist Master may also be about to become Ningsha! With the Taoist Master here, what do we have to fear?"
Hearing the other party talking about Xu Dao, Liang Xia also felt a little relaxed and relieved on her face. But Wu Bixi continued to talk enthusiastically, repeating the words "Taoist Master" over and over again, which made Liang Xia feel more relaxed and relieved.
Liang Xia's eyes lowered slightly,
He just listened silently and looked at Wu Bixi, who had just freshened up before lunch, and found that not only had the other party changed his clothes, but the collar of his clothes had also been raised up, and the clothes were tightly covered. His mood was quite complicated.
Thinking of all the misfortunes a few days ago, the soft look on Liang Xia's face suddenly turned into a sinister one. He lowered his head and kept repeating to himself: "Yes, thanks to the Taoist Priest."
While the two were talking, the boatmen on the deck were looking at them.
When they discovered that the two of them were not in a defensive position, nor were they attacked by monsters, the boatmen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a faint cry.
An "old man" with gnarled muscles and nearly a foot tall, he looked like a gorilla hiding among the boatmen. He was bigger than the others, but he was always hunched over, so he didn't look too forward.
The "old man" rummaged around in the cabin a few times, raised a large bucket, and then muffled a greeting to another mortal next to him: "It seems that they are not powerful monsters, but they cannot be allowed to follow the black ship. Danzi
, you and I are going to play with some money to buy the way. Let's use our strength later and quickly sail away, so as not to be entangled by the animals in the sea."
"Okay, Brother Zhuang, I'll let you go." A short and stocky mortal responded immediately.
This man also pulled out a wooden barrel from the cabin, and stood side by side with the "old man". He was clearly distinguished in height, which was quite eye-catching. The other boatmen were around, each shouting something, and they were all busy with their work.
stand up.
The changes in the cabin attracted the attention of Wu Bixi and Liang Xia. When they saw the tall and short man walking towards them, they both couldn't help but look up and stopped communicating.
Their expressions calmed down and their faces became expressionless.
When the tall and short man walked up to them and knelt down to salute, Wu Bi was silent, while Liang Xia calmly nodded and said, "I'm sorry for bothering you, please handle it properly and don't disturb the Taoist priest."
Practice.”
After the words were finished, the boatmen just knelt on the ground quietly without any excitement as before. They didn't dare to look at it and kowtowed their heads dullly to show that they knew.
After the two Taoist disciples had left the bow of the ship dozens of steps away, the two boatmen climbed up, quickly took out the barrels, and used wooden sticks to stir the wax-sealed contents in the barrels.
A fishy smell came out of the barrel, which was very much like living blood. The two of them were busy at the bow of the ship, preparing to use the contents of the barrel to lure away monsters in the sea.
There was no one around, and the short boatman, who was called Danzi, couldn't help but become active again, and said: "Brother Zhuang, I heard from others that the two Taoist masters just came out from the bottom of the boat.
He is a beast, but somehow he was released by the Taoist Master."
"After changing the master, life on this ship has been much easier. Do you think that Taoist elder is so kind, will he give us spells..."
Wow!
While the short man was speaking, the tall man had already swung out a bucket of bloody water and dumped it all into the sea, without even a drop sticking to the surface of the boat.
Gurgling! The monster in the sea immediately became restless, making a sharp cry, and rushed towards the bloody water poured out by the other party.
The tall man heard what the short man said. After looking at the sea for a few times, his eyes fell on the short man. He looked at the other man's figure, which was also sallow and thin, but with strong muscles. The expression on his face suddenly became extremely complicated:
"Danzi, do you still remember our birthdays?"
The short man saw that the other party had poured out the bloody water from his hands. He quickly stirred the wooden bucket in front of him and said breathlessly: "Of course you remember, my birthday will be in ten days, have you prepared anything for me?
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When the tall man heard this, a stiff smile appeared on his old face: "It's the same for me. I still can't remember my birthday. When the time comes, we will continue to spend time together."
After speaking, he remained silent for a few breaths and said, "But having said that, I remember this is my thirteenth birthday, and it should be the same for you."
The short man heard this and laughed. He jumped up and poured the blood that was finally stirred in the barrel into the West Sea. "I have two more blood than you, and this is my fifteenth!"
While laughing, sweat broke out on the top of the short man's head. His hair was very short and looked like a bald head. It looked a little greasy and mottled when exposed to the sun.
The tall and strong man looked at the other person, his eyes focused on the other person's hair. The sparse and gray hair stubble flickered, which was extremely annoying in his eyes.
The tall, strong man's expression became dull again. He touched his hair, which was also sparse, and while listening to the other party's nagging of seizing the time, he got busy with his work and stopped talking.
Behind the two of them, there are boatmen busy everywhere on the black ship. They all work hard and without complaint, but occasionally they communicate in low voices. Their expressions are lively like teenagers, not at all dull and old like their voices or looks.
In sharp contrast.
They are the waiters one or two floors below the deck. All of these people have young faces, and can even be considered pretty, but they are either dull or frightened, and are not as agile as the boatmen at all.
The wooden cage they were in actually had no shackles, only a wooden card that could be opened by gently pushing it. However, none of the waiters dared to reach out and try to open the cage door to get some air.
In the still depressing atmosphere, the black ship continued to sail along the planned route.
But above the West Sea, the wind and clouds are constantly changing.
Not long after, waves began to surge on the sea, and the entire black ship began to sway, causing faces to sway on the ship.
Xu Dao sat cross-legged quietly in the uppermost cabin. Because he was sitting cross-legged in the air, the rocking of the ship did not affect him at all, and not a single strand of his hair trembled.
But the storm came quickly and loudly, and there was also the sound of lightning and thunder, which finally alarmed him.
Xu Dao's eyelids trembled and he opened his eyes silently. His consciousness immediately filled the entire ship and reached out to the waves in the sea and the strong wind in the sky.
"There is no monster causing trouble, it's just ordinary wind and rain. It seems that we are going to the Shark Island."
A thought flashed through Xu Dao's mind: "According to the memories of the three Xihai Taoist disciples, there are spirit clams on the Shark Island, and the clams like to open their mouths in the wind and rain, and even come out of the water to spit out clouds and rain. The entire Shark Island
The surrounding area is extremely windy and rainy, which is just right for raising clams. It is the island in the West Sea that produces the most clams..."
After a few careful calculations, Xu Dao confirmed that the ship was not in danger, so he withdrew his attention and stopped paying attention to the outside world.
He sat cross-legged, thoughts flashed in his eyes, and he fell into pondering and thinking again.
After Xu Dao finished worshiping Huang Tianzhen and the inner world evolved into Xiao Huangtian, he had been pondering the effect of Xiao Huangtian in giving birth to spiritual energy.
Although Xiao Huangtian was able to grind down a person's soul and transform it into spiritual energy, he found that this process was too slow. It was just like making wine, a slow qualitative change.
As for better mortal wine, it takes years of hard work to settle down, and this is especially true for spiritual energy, which changes too slowly.
Xu Dao has been trying various methods these past few days to see if he can speed up the process.
Various attempts made him feel sad and happy, because he discovered that the process of generating spiritual energy was only related to his cultivation level and the concentration of Xiao Huangtian's soul fragments.
Among them, the most immediate effect was that after Xu Dao tried to use the evil spirit to nourish and ripen it, he couldn't help but purify the evil spirit and use it alone.
Then he discovered that although evil spirits are filthy and can harm people's souls, as long as they are controlled and allowed to blow by like the wind, instead of continuously eroding the soul fragments, they can accelerate the wear and tear of the soul fragments.
, transforming it into spiritual energy.
In addition to continuing to try various methods, Xu Dao is currently focusing on studying this point.
In addition, he also discovered during his pondering that the inner world cannot intercept a soul completely, but only partially, currently at most about 50%.
Moreover, the reason why Inner Heaven and Earth was able to intercept 50% was not simply because it had a trace of Huangtian principles and evolved into Little Huangtian.
Rather, driven by this thread of Huangtian principles, the qi, blood, soul, true qi and other things that make up the inner heaven and earth are densely spread around, forming a big net that catches the debris that arises after the soul dies.
The most critical one is the evil spirit of the real dragon after Xu Dao has condensed it. Whether the evil spirit is sufficient or not is directly related to the interception effect of the three layers of inner heaven and earth.
In other words, how to use evil spirits is the key to Xiao Huangtian's generation of spiritual energy.
Having reached a breakthrough point, Xu Dao thought hard. He first gave up other attempts and focused on evil spirits, and then gave up the idea of being distracted at all times and actively manipulating evil spirits.
He had an idea and directly arranged the evil energy into nodes in the form of a formation, allowing it to surge on its own to polish and ripen the broken soul.
After many adjustments, the evil energy nodes everywhere are arranged in Xiaohuang Tian, which is exquisite and clever, shaped like the acupuncture points of the human body. The evil energy of the real dragon pours in from the nodes everywhere, from Xu Dao's body, and then flows out to Xu Dao's body, Zhou Xing
Densely covered, repeated in cycles, and gradually integrated.
In this way, although the aura around the node cannot be generated, or the generated aura cannot be used, the evil energy can be circulated throughout Xiao Huangtian on its own, accelerating the birth of aura in other areas.
It does not require Xu Dao to be distracted all the time, just look after it occasionally and adjust it.
And as his cultivation progresses, Xiao Huangtian expands, the number of evil spirits that can be stored in his body increases, and the whole process will become more smooth and smooth.
After thoroughly arranging the evil spirits, Xu Dao thought to himself: "If my Yin Shen can also condense the evil spirits, and add a new high-grade evil spirit, I wonder how much the production efficiency of spiritual energy will be improved?"
"If the Gang Qi is successfully refined and the inner heaven and earth are filled with Gang Qi, will the Gang Qi be able to ripen the spiritual energy like the evil Qi..." He thought silently.
Just after Xu Dao sorted out the harvest, almost the next day, the black ship he was on sailed into a gust of wind and rain, and sea fog emerged, and his field of vision quickly became narrow and blurred.
Ding!
Suddenly, the slowly gliding black ship came to a complete stop, and there were shaking and creaking sounds from the hull, as if it had hit a rock.
Whether it was Xu Dao, the Taoist disciples on the boat, the boatmen, or even the waiters, they all had the same thought in their minds: