"Senior, I plan to leave for a while and will not go with you to meet up with Immortal Zhenyuan." Shen Luo suddenly said.
"Why did you suddenly make this decision?" The Fox King Wansui was very surprised when he heard this.
"I have an idea in my mind that I need to verify. If it succeeds, I won't be so embarrassed next time even when facing Jiu Ming." Shen Luo said after exhaling a breath.
“In that case, go ahead. But I’m afraid you’ve been targeted by the demons now, so you must be more careful in the future.” Seeing that the depression in his heart seemed to have been resolved, the Wansui Fox King smiled.
"Thank you very much." Shen Luo replied with a smile.
He had already made up his mind that he would go to Five Finger Mountain once his injuries had healed.
Sun Wukong was imprisoned there for five hundred years. If we can still find something left behind by Sun Wukong, then the most likely place would be there.
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Time flies and more than half a month has passed.
On the giant ship soaring in the sky, a figure rose up with the wind, waved goodbye to everyone on the ship, and turned into a rainbow of light and flew away.
In the whistling wind, the man's clothes fluttered and his expression was serious. It was Shen Luo.
After this period of recuperation, his injuries have almost fully recovered. Not only that, with the experience of fighting with the Taiyi cultivator, his late True Immortal realm has also been consolidated a lot, and his aura has become more stable.
And most importantly, he had a more intuitive feeling of the power of Taiyi Realm cultivators, and finally understood how big the gap was between himself and the strong people at that level.
"The journey is long, so this is a good time to try out the treasure given by Daoist Fellow Yan Ze." Shen Luo looked back into the distance. The huge battleship had disappeared, leaving only a long trail in the sea of clouds.
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately raised his hand and waved it. A black light flashed in front of him, and a black iron plate shaped like two open wings appeared out of thin air. It was engraved with complicated runes, and in the middle was an octagonal copper furnace-like object embedded in it.
When Shen Luo first saw this thing, he was also very surprised. He never thought that there was a flying boat of such a shape. After Yan Ze's demonstration, he finally understood the magic of this thing.
He just turned his wrist, and a fist-sized dark red crystal appeared in his palm, with a natural layer of patterns that looked like flames and scales on it.
I learned from Yan Ze that this thing is called Fire Scale Flint, and it is the core thing that drives this flying boat.
He placed the fire-scale flint in the octagonal copper furnace in the center of the flying boat, then pointed his fingers at the furnace, and a stream of magic power flowed into it.
At the moment when the magic power was transferred in, the originally dark red fire-scale flint immediately shone brightly and turned into a bright red color like a lantern. Although there was no flame burning on it, the flame patterns on the surface flickered slightly, and streams of heat flowed out from it.
At the same time, the patterns engraved on the entire black flying boat lit up with bright red light, and the flying boat began to tremble slightly in the void.
Shen Luo sat cross-legged on the flying boat, and the boat sank slightly and then stabilized.
As soon as he thought of this, the runes on the flying boat flashed again, and wisps of flame-like light flowed out from the tail of the flying boat, and an extremely powerful thrust gushed out instantly.