I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 218 Get on the Ship
Chunyu Lei has lost his mind.

He even ignored the bone awl that the puppet behind him shot at him with a backhand, but went straight to Fang Han!
"go with!"

Chunyu Lei yelled, and the magic weapon flying sword grew to a hundred feet, turning into a huge sword hanging in the air, and slashed at Fang Han fiercely.

Fang Han only felt that his whole body was locked.

Between life and death.

He once again sacrificed a talisman, which was the golden knife talisman he had obtained from the black-bearded old man back then!

At this time, he had just taken a few mouthfuls of spirit recovery wine, and his mana had just recovered to [-]%.

But he couldn't care less.

He didn't even know how long it would take for the Golden Knife Talisman to activate, because under the threat of death, he had no choice at all and had no time to think about it.

Swish!Fang Han only felt that the mana in his whole body was being drained out again and again, as if he was catching a fish. The rapid mana was overdrawn, and the meridians in his body were broken one by one!

Blood spurted out of his mouth, as if the golden saber talisman had extracted his origin, and Fang Han seemed to have shriveled half of his body all of a sudden.

Finally, boom!

The Golden Knife Talisman was activated, and a hundred-foot-tall golden mad knife instantly formed in the midair, flashing a fierce wind.

Facing Chunyu Lei's giant sword, he slashed fiercely.

A loud bang.

The surrounding sea was shaken violently.

The golden mad knife dissipated, and Chunyu Lei's flying sword flew back backwards.

But before that, with a bang, the bone awl of the puppet avatar had already hit Chunyulei's back firmly, and the latter was sent flying in mid-air, spurting blood wildly. Rao had opened the spiritual shield, It was also the body armor of the robes and armor, but he was seriously injured by such a hard blow from the bone awl.

At this time, there seemed to be a stream of breaths rising into the sky from the direction of Yongxing Island hundreds of miles away.

"Brother Chunyu Daoist, I'm sorry, let me take a step forward!"

On the other side, Blood Spirit Pirates' deputy head, Xue Kuan, saw that the situation was not going well, and left the battle group immediately, slapped his ass and left.

Anyway, he has already received his reward, and also contributed.

Chunyu Lei spat blood from his mouth and cursed furiously.

He looked bitterly at the skeleton clone that was rushing towards him, and finally gave up his attempt to continue chasing and killing Fang Han.

Very reluctantly, he fled away with injuries.

The skeleton clone did not pursue, but went straight to the bottom of the sea, looking for Fang Han.

After more than ten breaths, he found Fang Han who was still sinking. After helping him up, he set up a sea-sky airship and shuttled away on the bottom of the sea.

A quarter of an hour later, three Golden Core stage monks in white robes arrived here one after another.

"Brother Lin Dao, this breath must belong to Chunyu Lei."

"I have played against him many times, and I can't go wrong."

Among the three Golden Core Stages, a younger old man said to the white-robed Confucian scholar in the middle.

"That's right, there is another person who is definitely the blood dry of the Blood Spirit Pirates, and I will never mistake this person's aura." Another middle-aged man also said to the white-robed Confucian scholar.

"En." The white-robed Confucian scholar nodded.

"It's indeed these two people. It's interesting. Could it be that these two people can't fight here?"

The white-robed scholar frowned.

"No, there is still an aura of Golden Core stage."

"If I'm not wrong, these three people fought with each other here, and there was quite a lot of movement."

The white-robed Confucian scholar observed for a while and said.

The three white-robed Golden Core stage monks looked at each other, really unable to figure out why Chunyu Lei and Xueku came here to fight with others.

However, since the fight has ended, no one can be found.

The three of them just looked around and left.

Ten days later, Yongxing Island port.

The puppet clone in a black robe and cloak walked in front, while Fang Han, whose footsteps were somewhat flimsy, followed behind.

At this time, the Tiannan Caravan in Yongxing Port, fifteen huge building spirit weapons, have been moored here for more than ten days.

Every merchant ship is ten stories high.

From the bottom deck to the seventh floor, it is basically full of goods and ordinary guests, people and goods mixed.

The eighth and ninth floors are divided into separate cabins for VIPs to live in.

In fact, in the past, the merchant ships of the Tiannan Caravan seldom carried passengers. It was only after the outbreak of the Sea Clan War that the demand for merchant ships soared, so the service of carrying passengers was increased. Monks couldn't afford it at all.

The boat ticket that Xingdao, the leader of Guxing Island, got for Fang Han and the other two, was on Merchant Ship No. [-].

At the junction of the ship's side and the escalator, a caravan manager at the early stage of Jindan was sitting with a golden knife, and beside him was a crew member at the early stage of foundation establishment who was checking the tickets of those who were going to board the ship.

The puppet clone in the cloak walked over with Fang Han.

"Golden core late stage!"

The steward of the caravan, feeling the aura of the puppet avatar, couldn't help but shiver slightly, stood up quickly, and received him personally.

The puppet clone showed him two VIP tickets.

After the steward checked carefully, a smile appeared on his face.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Gu, please come in quickly."

"I am Lu Dingwen, the steward of Merchant Ship No. [-]. If you need anything, feel free to come to me." The steward said with a smile.

He glanced indistinctly at Fang Han who was following behind.

As a Golden Core cultivator, he could naturally see that Fang Han, who was pale and stilted, was seriously injured.

However, he didn't ask too much. There are many strange guests on the ship, as long as they pay the money.

"Lauru is in charge." The skeleton clone nodded, and led Fang Han onto the ship through the VIP channel.

The people queuing up outside were all monks who took the ordinary cabin. Although they were envious of the supernatural treatment of the skeleton clone, they didn't dare to say anything.

He was originally a Jindan late-stage monk, and he even bought a VIP class ticket, so it was natural to have this kind of treatment.

After the skeleton clone brought Fang Han on board.

Fang Han immediately felt the weirdness of this huge building ship, which completely cut off the noisy atmosphere outside and perfectly restrained the atmosphere of the monks on board, which is really good.

Then he found his room on the eighth floor.

This room has about fifty square meters, and the decoration in the room is gorgeous and magnificent, with spiritual incense, and there is also a supply of spiritual fruit and spiritual tea.

Moreover, the room itself is also engraved with restrictions, which can isolate breath and sound, making it very quiet.

In this way, Fang Han felt that the [-] spirit stones were quite worthwhile.

According to his previous knowledge, there were a total of two Nascent Soul cultivators escorting the Tiannan Fleet this time, one was in charge of the first ship, and the other was in charge of the last ship, which was No. 15.

He was on Merchant Ship No. [-], but he happened to be in the middle. Generally, there was nothing special about him, and he was unlikely to be noticed by the two Nascent Soul Stages.

After closing the door, Fang Han finally relaxed.

Hastily cast another rejuvenation technique on himself first, then took out another red elixir from the storage bag and took it.

Too many meridians in his body were broken.

Although there are high-level rejuvenation techniques and standing healing elixir, they are still not enough.

So in the past few days, Fang Han barely suppressed his injuries. Following the puppet clone, he found a shop in Yongxing Island that sold a kind of panacea, "Hemaidan", and spent [-] spirit stones to buy a bottle. , there are three in it.

Hemaidan can effectively and quickly repair multiple broken meridians. This elixir is a fifth-order panacea.

Fang Han has already swallowed one, and this is the second one.

After swallowing the Hemai Pill, he immediately began to meditate, and his powers circulated around the sky to heal his injuries.

(End of this chapter)