my luck is on

"Brother Nangong, what is your purpose?"

Lu Yang asked straight to the point: "If it's just to go home, I have to pluck the No.1 tiger's whiskers in the world. It's really strange."

So far, Lu Yang only knows that this person is named Nangong Haoran. The purpose of robbing the ship and leaving the port this time is to rush back to his hometown of Frost Continent.

"Little brother, monks have their own secrets, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to ask this question."

Nangong Haoran smiled faintly, and said: "It's strange, you two are only at the golden core level, but you can alert the leader of the demon sect to chase and kill you, and you have the power of transformation god to stop you. .”

Nangong Haoran didn't answer directly, but turned around and questioned Lu Yang's identity and background.

"Brother Nangong's words are too flattering to us. We are not the ones pursued by the leader of the Demon Cult. We just happen to be avoiding the enemy, so we are in a hurry to go to sea. Does it seem that we have something worthy of a cultivator's attention?"

Apart from their outstanding looks, Lu Yang and Zhou Ziqiong looked no different from ordinary Golden Core cultivators.

Originally, Zhou Ziqiong was still wearing a magic veil given by the old nun to hide her appearance, but after sailing for a period of time,

In order to reassure Nangong Haoran, Lu Yang asked Zhou Ziqiong to remove him.

What he saw now was the true appearance of the two of them.

"Hahaha...Little brother, you really know how to joke. The value of a monk has always been determined not by his appearance, but by his storage ring."

"Oh, what Brother Nangong means is that if we hand over the storage ring to you to watch, you will confess the purpose of helping me two?"

"As a person, sincerity is always the most important thing when making friends. If someone can even take out a ring from his personal storage, I have nothing to hide."

Regarding Lu Yang's willingness to openly and honestly disclose the proposal of storing the ring, Nangong Haoran was not polite and accepted it openly.

Now, he is checking the storage rings in the hands of Lu Yang and Zhou Ziqiong one by one.

In Lu Yang's storage ring, there are the most spirit stones, and there are more than two hundred top-grade spirit stones alone, which is very rich for a Golden Core monk.

As for other magic weapons, most of them are alchemy items such as alchemy furnaces.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Lu is still a famous alchemist. No wonder I have such ample money. I also have a lot of spiritual herbs in my hand. Maybe I will trouble Brother Lu later, but you have to count me as a friendship price."

"It's easy to say, I'm afraid that my alchemy is not good enough, and I will ruin Brother Nangong's spirit grass."

It sounds like a humble word, but it is actually Lu Yang's heartfelt words.

During the decades in the Devil's Cult, although Lu Yang was guided by a famous teacher like Shen Yurong, the amount of time he spent practicing alchemy was really very small.

After checking Lu Yang's storage ring, Nangong Haoran then checked Zhou Ziqiong's storage ring.

Lu Yang was already considered rich, but Zhou Ziqiong's net worth was even richer than Lu Yang's.

There are more than [-] high-grade spirit stones. In addition, the quality of the defensive magic weapons and charms inside are of high quality.

Seeing such a situation, coupled with the outstanding appearance of the two, most people would infer that they should be the children of the rich and powerful who fled the sect together.

And this is exactly the direction that Lu Yang wants to mislead Nangong Haoran's association, so he deliberately left a large number of spirit stones and threw other suspicious items into the Natianbao gourd first.

"How about it, Brother Nangong should have no doubts now, can you tell the truth?"

"I have a lot of spirit stones in my body, and you dare to hand over the storage ring to me, aren't you afraid that I will start killing people and stealing goods?"

"Dare to disregard the prohibition of the leader of the Demon Cult, I believe you are not a person who is greedy for spirit stones."

"It seems that there is no problem, but there is still a small part."

Lu Yang sneered secretly, this person was really not that easy to deal with, and then said: "Where is Brother Nangong worried?"

"The little gourd you sent around your waist."

Nangong Haoran pointed at Lu Yang's waist, and said with a light smile, "Cultivator magic weapons are always placed in storage rings, but you keep them around your waist. Could it be that there are other articles in it?"

"Hahaha...Brother Nangong is really too careful. This is just an ordinary jug. I have a lot of experience in concealment, so I often pretend to be a mortal and bring a jug to make myself look more natural. Nangong If you don't believe me, just take it and have a drink."

Without hesitation, Lu Yang threw the Natianbao gourd on his waist to Nangong Haoran.

Lu Yang believed that the other party did not see his weakness, otherwise, he would have taken action long ago.

Facing nearly a thousand spirit stones but not being tempted, it can be seen that the other party is not a thing in the pool.

Since he is not sure of winning the opponent, he can only lie to the end.

Nangong Haoran took the Natian Treasure Gourd, drank it boldly, and said: "Good wine, as expected of..."

At this moment, Nangong Haoran's eyes changed drastically, and he became serious.

The majestic atmosphere exuded is completely different from the previous hearty image.

This change made Lu Yang nervous immediately.

"Could it be that I have revealed something?"

Just when Lu Yang didn't know where he made a mistake, Nangong Haoran threw the Natian treasure gourd back to Lu Yang.Then he quickly stood at the bow of the ship and stared into the distance.

"what happened?"

Lu Yang came to the bow of the ship to dissipate his consciousness, but he couldn't see anything unusual.

Lu Yang's consciousness is already at the Nascent Soul level, but Nangong Haoran is stronger than him, indirectly confirming Lu Yang's previous deduction that this person is a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"It seems that we were lucky and encountered the scariest thing in the endless sea."

Reiki tsunami, the most frightening name in the endless sea.

Even a cultivator who transforms the spirit cannot guarantee that he can get out of it unscathed.

Today, Lu Yang and others are at the core of the tsunami.

"Little brother, if you still have means that are useless, use them quickly. If you hold back, we will all perish in the sea."

Nangong Haoran grabbed the tail rod with one hand and shouted to Lu Yang.

Even at this critical moment, his other hand still refused to let go of the fox in his arms.

"Brother Nangong, thank you for accompanying us to the sea. If we can survive this time, we will repay your kindness in the future."

Lu Yang deliberately pretended to be incompetent, and dragged Zhou Ziqiong into the sea.

His wishful thinking was that after distanced himself from Nangong Haoran, he took Zhou Ziqiong to hide in the Natianbao gourd to avoid the aura tsunami.

Lu Yang didn't intend to bring Nangong Haoran in with him. Although the other party has not shown any malicious intentions so far, if he sees the many heaven-defying treasures in the Natian Treasure Gourd, there is no guarantee that the other party will not have evil thoughts.

Lu Yang couldn't take this risk, so he had no choice but to choose not to save him.

And... Lu Yang always felt that the other party should still have the means to survive this storm.

Just when Lu Yang thought the distance was appropriate and was about to open the Natianbao gourd, a thunderbolt hit Lu Yang impartially.

The thunder and lightning made Lu Yang lose consciousness immediately, and it was too late to open the Natianbao gourd.