Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1617 The Wounded Half Saint

The giant iron-wood ship is divided into three floors, and this floor is at the bottom, which seems to be a place where goods, flowers and plants are placed. It is mixed with a damp fragrance, and the air circulation is not good.

Zhao Wei took Jian Fengyun to a dilapidated wing room, frowned and pushed the door open, then quickly returned to the original place, glanced at Jian Fengyun, and said: "The sanitation on the first floor is up to you. Cleaning, every morning and evening."

Jian Fengyun nodded calmly and said with a smile: "Okay."

Before Zhao Wei left, he glanced again, and said calmly: "When cleaning, remember to move the spirit flower and spirit grass here to the deck to bask in the sun, understand?"

"Understood." Jian Fengyun said.

Zhao Wei nodded, looked at Jian Fengyun a few more times, and left satisfied.

He enjoys this feeling of dominating people to do things.

However, Jian Fengyun didn't feel much about his attitude, since the other party didn't want his big thanks, and asked him to clean up as a reward, he wouldn't object either.

Then, he went straight to the wing room, only to find that this wing room was extremely narrow, less than ten square meters.

Except for a dusty wooden bed, there was no piece of furniture in the wing room, and the wooden bed didn't even have bedding.

The room was sealed, there were no windows, the air was dirty, and there were many spider webs. When Jian Fengyun stepped forward to tear off the spider webs, dust flew around in the room, and the air became even more filthy.

"almost."

After some cleaning by him, the wing room was quite clean, but there was only one bed, so it was really deserted.

However, Jian Fengyun didn't mind, he went directly to the bed and sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to practice hard.

Of course, this penance is only a superficial phenomenon, otherwise he will be aware of the movements in an instant when he operates the exercises with his semi-sacred cultivation base.

Moreover, in his current realm, it is not possible to improve his combat power simply by practicing. The fastest way for him to improve now is to let the deity pass the test on the seventh floor of the Palace of Rebirth, and then step into the fifth floor of the Heaven Devouring Tower.

Once he stepped into the fifth floor, his divine power cultivation base could break through another big realm, moreover, he could also get the skills and secret techniques that would prolong Xue'er's life.

This is what he looks forward to the most and what he wants to do the most.

Therefore, his true self is constantly hitting a wall in the Hall of Rebirth in the Heaven Devouring Pagoda, comprehending, then dying and being reborn, and then going to accept the test, and the cycle continues.

His avatar still had a little energy left for thinking.

Dividing his mind into two tasks is no longer difficult for him now.

His soul power slowly protruded out, and began to investigate the giant iron and wood ship.

In just an instant, everything on this ship fell into his consciousness.

On the second floor, those young students from Shangguo of Penglai were talking about the world, and some people also mentioned Jian Fengyun, a small character who had just arrived at the God King Realm on their ship. Some of them suggested that he should be punished tomorrow, but The topic was quickly drowned out.

Because they talked about the battlefield of gods and demons, the people on this ship were the ones who were going to deliver war supplies to the battlefield of gods and demons.

I heard that even though the battlefield of gods and demons has ceased fighting on the surface, small-scale battles such as sneak attacks still occur from time to time, and casualties are not rare.

Of course, for Jian Fengyun, these topics are just for him to know the situation on the battlefield in advance.

After searching for about half an hour, he found two pieces of information on the iron ship that deserved his attention.

One of the pieces of information is good news. According to their conversation, there was mention of the ruins of the gods and demons. For some reasons, the opening of the ruins was postponed for half a month. Although the demons complained about this, they did not object.

They were guessing why the demons didn't object. Some people had already guessed that it must be because of the demons' chaos, which caused the delayed opening of the gods and demons. Naturally, the demons didn't dare to object.

As for the other piece of information, according to his observations, the semi-sage named Qin Protector on the third floor was actually injured, and he was only relying on the pill to forcefully maintain his best condition, which was hard to see through.

No wonder he was stopped when he wanted to board the boat during the day, it seemed that the yellow-faced man who stopped him was worried about this.

With the combat power of everyone on this ship, they would probably all be wiped out if a quasi-sacred realm existed randomly. These people who are generally cultivated in the Divine Emperor Realm and the Divine Sect Realm are nothing at all.

With these people, he was a little worried that he would be stopped and searched when he crossed the sea area of ​​the Blood Shark Spirit Clan tomorrow.

What would he do if he was stopped?
After thinking for a while, he thought of a lot of countermeasures, and then he sank his mind and focused on dealing with the test in the Palace of Rebirth.

The night passed in a blink of an eye, the dawn broke, and the morning at sea came.

The sound insulation of this wing room is not very good, and the sound of the waves churning outside the ship can be clearly heard.

Jian Fengyun slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of energy, and his eyes shone with light.

After concentrating on studying the test of the seventh floor in the Hall of Rebirth all night, he felt that the extremely difficult test didn't seem too difficult, and he might pass it soon.

In the next second, his soul power stretched out, slowly wandering on the third floor of the giant iron-wood ship...

The soul power was like ripples, touching many flowerpots, a rough calculation shows that there are hundreds of flowerpots on this floor, the small ones are only the size of a palm, and the big ones are as big as a washbasin.

The soul power slowly extended towards the second layer.

The group of teenagers from Penglai were basically awake, and the breakfast was quite rich, and it was some delicacies that contained aura.

In fact, as long as they are warriors, they don't need to eat, but these people still get up on time to enjoy breakfast, enjoy life, full of beauty, and sit at the dining table laughing and laughing.

Flowers in the greenhouse!

Watching them, Jian Fengyun unconsciously came up with this word in his heart, shook his head, and in the next second his soul power went towards the first floor again.

The woman in the semi-holy realm is still cultivating with her eyes closed. It should be healing, but it seems that her injury has not improved much compared to yesterday. It should be a serious injury, but she will be sent out to guard the ship after recovering. .

"Hey, get up and work." There was a crisp shout from above the wing room, and not long after, that Zhao Wei from yesterday pushed open the door of the wing room, and appeared at the door with brows erect, pointing at Jian Fengyun and saying: " You move the flower pots here to the deck, and then clean up, and you can’t eat until the work is done.”

After saying that, he casually placed a plate of food containing spiritual porridge and jerky on the wooden stake at the door, and then "peddled" up the stairs, as if he didn't want to stay on this floor for another second.

"it is good."……

(End of this chapter)