Mortal Cultivator

Wang Lu also took a sip of tea. The tea brewed by the Enlightenment Tree has a refreshing and calming effect. If taken for a long time, it will also increase understanding.

After chatting with Huo Qi for a while, he left after drinking tea, leaving behind a jade slip.

It is an introduction that records the layout of the ship. The name of this large ship is Wanbao. It is a treasure built by Wanbao Trading Company that has reached the acquired Lingbao level.

The levels of magic weapons are divided into: magic weapons, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, acquired spiritual treasures, and innate spiritual treasures.

"The fourth floor is the auction?"

Wang Lu put away the jade slips and left the cabin and went to the terrace outside.

At a glance, there were already scattered monks boarding the ship, and Wanbao Pavilion from other cities had brought cargo ships filled with storage bags.

Wang Lu stood on the third floor terrace with his hands behind his hands, looking at the monks under the boat. Suddenly! A familiar figure appeared.

"Huh? It's him, the third young master of the Tang family!" Wang Lu was a little surprised when he saw a young monk walking onto the Wanbao. He thought that the ancestor of the Shui family had killed this man, but he didn't expect that he was still alive.

With his spiritual sense, the third young master looked up as if he had discovered him, but he seemed not to remember Wang Lu and quickly looked away.

"Energy formed?!" Wang Lu watched the third young master of the Tang family enter the cabin and was a little confused. Not only was this person not dead? Still forming pills?

"It's a bit of a chance."

Looking at the departing figure, Wang Lu was thoughtful.

Time passed in a hurry, and on the last day, a huge spiritual consciousness swept towards the Wanbao, and an old man and a young girl stepped onto the ship.

"Hahahaha... I didn't expect that a Taoist Nascent Soul fellow would appear here. I'm so disrespectful." A middle-aged man flew out and greeted the two arriving people with a big smile. He was quite polite.

Wang Lu saw that the two people coming were none other than the ancestor of the Shui family and Shui Linger, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Shui Ling'er hasn't been seen for several years, and her figure has become more and more curvy.

They saw the middle-aged man exchanging polite words with the Shui family ancestor before leading them to the third floor. The Shui family ancestor chose two rooms near Wang Lu, one next to him and one opposite him.

After a while, Wang Lu received a message from the ancestor of the Shui family. He smiled slightly and went to the room next door. As soon as he went out, he saw Shui Ling'er entering the room opposite him.

When I came to the next door, I saw Shuiyun sitting on the futon, with a thick and steady aura.

"Senior Shuiyun." Wang Lu bowed his hands and saluted.

"Sit down, you don't have to be so polite with me."

Wang Lu was no longer polite and sat down on the futon.

"Senior Shui, I just saw that the third young master of the Tang family has formed a golden elixir. Didn't you go to the Tang family and kill him?" Wang Lu said doubtfully.

"Third Young Master of the Tang Family? You mean Tang San of the Tang Family? This is a bit strange. When I went to the Tang Family to seek revenge, I went to hunt down Tang Zaitian, but I didn't find him when I came back. Later, I went to the Black Dragon Pond to kill the female Dragon King. But it was found that it had died on the bed, and even the demon elixir had been taken away. Now it seems that it was probably Tang San who did it, otherwise it would not have reached the elixir formation stage. "

Shuiyun said slowly while stroking his beard, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"That's it." Wang Lu cleared up his doubts and didn't care.

It turns out that he got the demon elixir from the late-stage elixir-forming female dragon. He was actually able to trap and kill such a big demon. He seemed to be a heroic figure. However, since he was targeted by the ancestor of the Shui family, he probably wouldn't be able to survive for long.

Without thinking any more, Wang Lu asked Shui Yun about cultivation issues and was about to go back, but Shui Yun stopped him and handed him a gorgeous storage bag.

"This is 10 million spirit stones. Although it is bartered after the pill is formed, and the effect is not that great, it can also be used to participate in some auctions. I brought 20 million this time, and this share will be given to If you do, I will give you a share of everything I get from now on.”

Shuiyun said seriously.

Wang Lu took the storage bag. Although he was not short of spiritual stones, he still did not refuse this gift.

"Thank you, Senior Shui." Wang Lu took the storage bag, cupped his fists and thanked him.

Back in the room, Wang Lu reached into the storage bag with his spiritual consciousness. It was full of ten million spiritual stones. I am afraid that even this storage bag is worth a lot of spiritual stones.

After putting away the storage bag, Wang Lu began to meditate with his eyes closed, waiting for the Wanbao to set sail.

An hour later.

"Boom! Boom...!"

There was a loud noise as the spaceship was about to take off. Wang Lu got up and went to the terrace outside, ready to see what it was like.

There were many monks on the terrace, but Wang Lu didn't recognize any of them. He looked down with his spiritual consciousness and saw a sea of ​​heads, with the most on the bottom floor.

The hull turned, and the wind blew violently, but a transparent mask soon appeared outside the hull to block it. The speed slowly increased, and after a while it stabilized, sailing at a constant speed, but it was not flying very high, and it had not yet reached the strong wind. layer.

This actually made Wang Lu a little disappointed. He thought that the Wanbao would fly to the Gangfeng layer, and it was already evening outside the navigation room.

The bright moon and starry sky were revealed, but Wang Lu lost interest. Just as he was about to go back, a little fat man walked over.

"Brother Taoist, where are you a monk? You are so young and your cultivation level is so high. Make friends. My name is Shidun." A short, fat man said familiarly. He looked about 15 years old. .

"I?"

Wang Lu glanced at Little Fatty. He had the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building, but there was a faint light on the surface of his body, which seemed to be due to both physical and mental cultivation.

"I just came from the Blackwater Mountains. Just call me Wang Lu. As for my cultivation, it's just a matter of good luck."

"It's true that fellow Taoist is young, and his dual cultivation of law and body can still reach the early stage of foundation building. Looking at my profound cultivation, I am afraid that I will reach the middle stage soon. You are an unparalleled genius!"

Wang Lu also praised politely, but he did not lie. The dual cultivation of law and body has almost reached the middle stage of foundation building, and judging from the obvious aura of body refining, I am afraid that his Taoism is not shallow.

"Blackwater Mountains? Such a poor place can actually produce a genius like you. My fellow Taoist must be very talented. He must have Tianlinggen."

Little Fatty looked at Wang Lu with bright eyes and said affirmatively, his eyes full of envy.

Wang Lu chuckled and seemed to acquiesce. Looking at the body-refining aura that filled the little fat man's body, he was a little moved and said: "Brother, do you want to trade as a body-refining secretary? I have a lot of spiritual stones and treasures, so you can make whatever price you want."

"Just make a price?" Little Fatty seemed to be a little moved, but then he fainted and said bitterly: "Uh... let's forget it, my grandpa will beat me."

Seeing that the deal couldn't happen, Wang Lubian lost interest and wanted to leave, but the little fat man stopped him again.

"Brother Dao, don't leave... Actually, I want to make a deal with you." The little fat man's eyes wandered around and he took out a portrait.

"Brother Dao, help me kill him. I will give you two million spirit stones. He is in the middle stage of foundation building and is definitely no match for you."

Wang Lu looked at the portrait handed over by the little fat man. It showed a handsome and handsome man, and then looked at the appearance of the little fat man.

"Is this your love rival? Kill him or not. Wang will not engage in the business of buying and killing people."

Seeing Wang Lu's refusal, the little fat man left in disappointment, and saw that he had found another monk.

Wang Lu felt a little emotional in his heart. If he kills someone, he will give two million. This is also a considerable fortune for a monk who has perfected the foundation. Maybe someone will take it. But I am afraid that there is not this third floor. The following floors should be There are many people who will pick up.

Looking at this chubby little guy with a tough head and a big head, I'm afraid it will take a while before he asks me.

He withdrew his gaze and was about to go back when he saw a blue figure walking towards him.