Become a Fairy

Seven Mirrors of Illusory Dao, if the situation permits, it is not a bad idea to collect them. Of course, this matter has to be ranked after the prayer beads. Slightly different from what Zhao Tianyang thought in his mind, Lu Xiaotian's current focus is not on the Seven Mirrors of the Illusory Dao, even if the combination of the Seven Mirrors is really possible to create a magic weapon. But it's useless if the magic weapon doesn't know how to use it. In contrast, it is more practical for Lu Xiaotian to collect all the beads.

Zhao Tianyang's thoughts, Lu Xiaotian can probably guess a little bit, indeed, only the strongest people in the clan are eligible to possess the Seven Mirrors of Illusion. Zhao Tianyang was already so difficult to deal with, what's more, people who were stronger than Zhao Tianyang had probably reached the level of Xiang Kuang and Yin Xiaozi. Moreover, there are also inheritance sacred objects, and the means must be even more extraordinary. His current strength has improved by leaps and bounds, but for such a strong person, Lu Xiaotian is still unwilling to provoke him prematurely. Even if he fights, he must collect a few twelfth-order monster spirits before fighting. Encountering too early is not a good thing.

"Let's talk about another thing now. You people of the Zhao clan have tried your best to collect the heart and soul of the Xiang family's royal family. I happen to have a fragment of the Dinghuang tripod here. Through this thing, how can I find the rumored "destroyer"? Land?" Lu Xiaotian took out a white vial containing a few drops of blood essence obtained from Zhao Tianyang Xumi's ring, the breath of blood in it was vaguely similar to that of Xiang Yihang, Xiang Qingcheng and other direct royal families, so Lu Xiaotian roughly deduced The result came out.

"You really know a lot." Zhao Tianyang took another look at Lu Xiaotian, "But why should I tell you?"

"As a cultivator, even if you can't prove the way, don't tell me you're not interested in the rumored pre-Qin treasures? It doesn't have any effect on your Zhao family. Even if you can't get it anymore, you can take a look at it. Get rid of the previous confusion?" Lu Xiaotian asked back.

"If you enter the Lingxu again, I will tell you to find the site of the Battle of Julu."

After Zhao Tianyang was silent for a while, he said that Lu Xiaotian had indeed scratched his itch, and he was already in the Nascent Soul state, bored. It seems good to be able to clear up the doubts in my heart. The closer to the pre-Qin treasure land, the more dangerous it is. There are more than one or two people who want to hunt for treasure, and those who have the ability to put it into action are all human races, and even other monsters, demons, and ghosts. Whether it is success or failure, for him, Zhao Tianyang, there is no harm.

"Okay, let's make a deal." Lu Xiaotian smiled when he heard the words. He was in Xiangguo before, as a member of the Xiangguo Senate, and with his relationship with Xiang Qingcheng, he didn't need to be so troublesome. Now that the situation has changed, it is natural to find another way.

Now that his injuries have fully recovered, if he stays for a few more days, if there is still no news of Luo Ping'er, he will have to leave the huge boat. Staying on the same boat with these Golden Core monks and Foundation Establishment monks, the information he can get access to is naturally limited. As for the few Nascent Soul cultivators who occasionally commute to and from the giant boat, they just want to see if the area around the giant boat is safe. After all, there are many people on the giant boat.

After dealing with the trivial matters, Lu Xiaotian stretched his waist, fell down on the bed in the room and fell asleep soundly. With his current cultivation, there is absolutely no need for this, but following the habits of his childhood is one of the most effective ways for Lu Xiaotian to relax himself.

This sleep lasted for a few days. A few days later, Lu Xiaotian watched the boundless blue sea from the bow of the boat as usual. At the end of the sea, there was water mist, flowing slowly with the sea breeze, as ethereal and agile as a fairyland.

"Sir, help!" With a bang, a middle-aged woman knelt on her knees, carrying a somewhat thin boy on her back, and crawled towards the bow of the boat where Lu Xiaotian was with a sad face.

Lu Xiaotian turned his head and saw that the red, blue and green skirt on the middle-aged woman was very old. There was a large blood scab on the left face, which looked extremely hideous. The boy on his back was bare upper body, but a few green monster insects about the thickness of his index finger crawled in and out of his body.

"Green Evil Spirit Devourer!" When many monks on the ship saw the green worms, they backed away in shock. This is not a simple thing, although the low-level Green Evil Spirit Devourer itself is not very powerful. , but once it enters the body, it is extremely difficult to get rid of it even if the Yuanying Patriarch personally takes action.

"Sir, help, please, save my child. I have green core grass here. Only Mr. Lu can make alchemy to save this child. As long as Mr. Lu takes action, the woman is willing to make a cow for Mr. Lu." Horses." The middle-aged woman in a skirt thumped her head on the deck.

"You woman, let your son, who was stained by the green evil spirit worm, board the boat, you are already letting the net go, and you dare to bother Mr. Lu, step back quickly, and disturb the order on the giant boat like this, I'm going to drive you off the giant boat." At this moment, the two Jindan bodyguards on the giant boat came striding forward, and the first man with high browbones scolded loudly.

"Get back." Lu Xiaotian waved his hands to the two guards, looking at the young man whose body was eaten away by the green evil spirit devouring insect, he vaguely felt that it was a middle-aged woman He also felt quite familiar with the clothes of the monks from the Southern Wilderness that he met when he was looking at the moon.

"Lu, Mr. Lu, please, help me, this is the only flesh and blood left by my husband." The middle-aged woman was sobbing, she didn't even dare to look up at Lu Xiaotian. He was rejected by several alchemists on board one after another. After all, it is quite difficult to make alchemy with Cuixincao, and no one can guarantee that he will make alchemy in one furnace. And it won't work with just one Emerald Heart Grass. At least nearly a hundred other spirits are needed. If you don't know how to do such an unsure thing, ordinary alchemists will naturally not do it.

Tao Xiaofeng was already desperate in his heart, someone couldn't see it, and secretly told that there was a Lu alchemist on the boat who was very good at alchemy, and that he was the most skilled in alchemy here, let Tao Xiaofeng come to try his luck, but this alchemist Lu was born on the huge boat Notoriously difficult to approach, the person who secretly reminded Tao Xiaofeng actually had the idea of ​​treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and didn't really hold much hope.

"Your husband's surname is Mo?" Lu Xiaotian remembered who this woman was, and although this young man was thin and thin under the torture of the green evil spirit devouring insects, his brows were also vaguely similar to his old friend in the Blue Demon Sea. Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, with a little observation, is naturally able to see almost everything.

"How did you know, Mister?" Tao Xiaofeng suddenly raised his head, and the moment he saw Lu Xiaotian's appearance, he was taken aback, with a complex expression of disbelief, surprise, and worrying about gain and loss, "You, you are Lu, fellow Daoist Lu!"

"Fellow Daoist Tao, it's been a long time since we left for hundreds of years." Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and brushed it, and a gust of wind lifted Tao Xiaofeng who was still kneeling on the ground.