Chapter 543 (1/2)
On the same day that cangcao tribe was ambushed by Hongji tribe in Yinlong mountain of Western demon Kingdom, far away from the end of demon kingdom in southern Xinjiang, thousands of miles away, a huge wooden boat with a length of ten Zhang was beating up a huge white sail under the cover of white fog.
The wooden boat looks simple and even shabby. But there are many fine patterns on the hull. Several key points are also decorated with exquisite dragon wood array pivot. The shape and structure of the whole ship is a little similar to the hengtianhuo ship that Gouzhu once saw in the transmission tower.
The ship was called ”Lingfan Fengzhou”, so it was called ”boat” instead of ”ship”. It was mainly because the Houtu Dynasty had strict regulations on the Xuanqi that each sect of Xuanmen could hold.
Qin zunyang, a powerful weapon like ”Hengtian Huo warship”, only dares to secretly indulge in the illusion of the transmission tower. In this world, only the army of the thick earth emperor can be equipped with such powerful Xuanqi.
The structure of the Lingfan wind boat is basically the same as that of the Hengtian fire ship, but the fire evasion array is removed and replaced by the wind escape force. It has no artillery power, and it looks much milder. At the same time, it will avoid changing the name of ”Qiaomen” to Xuantian.
Hengtianhuo ship is a monster eating pure Yang pill. If it drives Hengtian Huo warship to fly thousands of miles, the consumption of pure Yang pill is simply unimaginable. The spirit sail wind boat is actually similar.
But that's just the cost of flying in the air. If it is floating on the water like an ordinary boat instead of hanging in the air, and try to use the natural wind power instead of the wind escape force of the wind boat, the consumption of Chunyang pill will be reduced to nearly zero.
Huang Lu sat in the bow of the boat, carefully watching the changes in the ban around the ship in the wind and waves. She was only wearing a thin silk skirt, and her body was covered with sweat, and her thin clothes were tightly attached to her back.
Originally, it took five or six days to drive the ship together. However, Lian Ling didn't hire a sailor, so she had to be the leader and leader of the array at the same time. It made her half dead.
Nineteen is right next to her. She was diligent and clever, but she didn't have eye array, and she was seasick on the swinging deck. She couldn't help.
The fat man of the white tiger lies on the deck. He is not interested in the formation, but he still has the strength. If he had strenuous work, such as raising sails and dropping anchor, he would still do it even though he was full of complaints.
Although he was lying down, his expression did not feel comfortable. On the contrary, he fanned a worn-out Pu fan in his hand and hummed: ”hot, too hot! The heat is killing the tiger
This is Nanming. The more you go south, the hotter it gets. The water here doesn't look blue, it's dark black. This is because the water is so deep that no light can be reflected, so this is what it looks like.
Above the sea is a thick white fog, which is actually the evaporation of water vapor. The sea here is not as cold as the East China Sea, or as cold as the North Sea. The sea water here is hot, like a pot of hot soup. Although Huang Lu likes hot springs, she doesn't dare to swim here. If she goes down, it will be stewed.
The hot water evaporates and turns into hot gas. The hot air turns into white fog when it encounters a little colder air. No matter how strong the sea breeze is, it can't be blown away. It's just condensed in the sea, surging like tides and waves, just like a layer of white fog on the Black Sea.
Black water kept surging, and from time to time the whole ship began to lean from bow to stern. Huang Lu seemed to be able to see the sea water standing up. But soon there was a dull noise, and the ship fell in the opposite direction.
The hot wind with thick water mist rolled the mat in succession. She only felt that her whole body was covered with hot water droplets, and she could not tell whether it was the water vapor in the air or the sweat coming out of her body.
There was a wooden altar on board. Lian Ling, with a golden lotus crown on her head, is shining on her shoulders. She is wearing a purple purple purple dress with hundreds of birds facing the Phoenix. She is holding a green sword. She is surrounded by a soft magic power and is praying for wind and sailing.
Her divine sense is condensed on the sword. Huang Lu's eye array can clearly see that her divine sense controls the magic power. From the tip of the sword, she soars into the sky. She really shows the sky and the earth, affects the dexterity, and the wind and cloud move as they please.
The so-called praying wind in Xuanmen has never been ”praying”. You just wish in your heart. No matter how strong your wish is, it is useless.