"Chu Yanwolf, what does it matter to you that I talk to Senior Brother Ye?"

Before Ye Shengqing could speak, Xiyue Chasing Wind had already spoken first, like a little beast protecting food.

"Dirty my eyes, dirty my ears, and affect my future cultivation, is it my business?"

Chu Yan wolf said-for-tat.

Chu Yan Wolf is about twenty years old, he looks like a human race, but in fact he is a mixed-race alien race, since his grandfather's generation, he has mixed multi-ethnic blood, if it weren't for Chu Yan Wolf showed a very high kendo talent when he was young, what was waiting for him would be a lifelong slave career.

This is also the inevitable fate of most half-breeds.

The half-breeds who are not recognized by the major races are on the margins of the Cosmos, and there are even some ancient, conservative races that believe that the hybrids are not worthy of being counted among the Cosmos at all.

In an environment of racial discrimination, the half-breeds were either born slaves and toiled day after day until they died.

Either you have better luck and have the talent and luck to become a strong person, although you still don't get real respect in front of the universal races, but at least you have the qualifications to live freely.

With these materials naturally in his mind, Ye Shengqing sighed invisibly.

During the period after ascending to the Sword Sect, in addition to the cultivation that could not be shaken, understanding the world through the [Universal General Knowledge Treasure] was also something that Ye Shengqing often did.

After learning about the tragic experience of the half-blood, Ye Shengqing could roughly understand why the Chu Yan wolf in front of him would take the initiative to stir up trouble, and why he would show such hostility to Xiyue Chasing Wind, who was an ancient elven race.

But understanding is not the same as recognition, sympathy is not the same as connivance, besides, this Xiyue girl admires him Ye Shengqing so much, and regardless of the authenticity of the other party's intentions, just on the bright side, Ye Shengqing can no longer let Chu Yanwolf continue to speak disrespectfully to the Xiyue girl.

"If you feel that your eyes are dirty, you can not see, and if you feel that your ears are dirty, you can not listen. As for influencing your cultivation in the future, it can only show that Chu Yanwolf, you have not practiced enough and your mood is unstable, how can you be angry with Miss Xiyue?"

Ye Shengqing's expression was indifferent, and he continued: "If you think what I said is wrong, you can use your swordsmanship to reason with me, and I will accompany you at any time." ”

Although Chu Yan Wolf is reckless and often acts without considering the consequences, he is not a fool, glancing at the [Ben Thunder Sword] behind Ye Shengqing's defeat, Chu Yan Wolf is vicious, like a real wild wolf, and said:

"Don't use the [Ben Thunder Sword], I'll beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!"

Xiyue Chasing Wind interjected: "The [Ben Thunder Sword] belongs to Senior Brother Ye, why don't you use it? Then according to what you say, you don't have to use your hands or feet, try to fight with me?"

"You're all from the same sect, and you're all here to practice, so let's all restrain your emotions. ”

Long Sanguan was coming out of his room at this time, and as soon as he finished dealing with some of his affairs, he saw the smell of gunpowder among several outer monks, so he hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded him with good words.

Although Long Sanguan was polite, none of the ten outer monks present were stupid enough to despise the person in charge of the post station.

Needless to say, Ye Shengqing, who was flexible, immediately nodded yes.

Even Chu Yanwolf, who acted recklessly, did not dare to continue to stir up trouble after Long Sanguan spoke.

"Are you all ready, if there are no problems, let's leave for [Xingyue Lake]. ”

After Long Sanguan finished speaking, he saw that no one had any objections, so he led the team out of the post station first, and Ye Shengqing, Xiyue Zhufeng and others followed one after another.

Outside the inn, there was still dark red gravel, and the sky was overcast, which belonged to the dark night that had not completely faded.

Although the sky is still this day, the red sand all over the ground is no longer what Ye Shengqing saw when he first came yesterday.

Some of the places that should have been sand dunes are now empty, and one can't help but imagine how terrifying last night's storm really was.

Long Sanguan took out a cyan talisman and poured it into the sword yuan, only to see him shake his wrist and throw it into the air, this talisman will meet the storm, and in the blink of an eye, it will be as big as a boat.

"At the speed of this medium-grade [Fu Zhou], it will only take half a day for us to travel back and forth to [Xingyue Lake], everyone come up. Long Sanguan greeted.

Those who can become the outer sect monks of the Sword Sect are not people who have never seen the world, and even Ye Shengqing, who saw this kind of [Fu Zhou] for the first time, was only slightly curious, and did not show his curiosity.

Ye Shengqing stepped a little, and the whole person fell lightly on the [Fu Zhou], and Xiyue Chasing Wind followed closely behind, and came to the side of "Senior Brother Ye" very consciously.

Seeing Xiyue Chasing the Wind and Riding the Road sitting down cross-legged, Ye Shengqing also sat down.

This [Fu Zhou] is soft to the touch, but it is actually full of toughness, and when the ten outer monks all got on the [Fu Zhou], it looked like the [Fu Zhou] was just a thin piece of paper, and there was no sagging.

"Miss Xiyue often rides this kind of [Fu Boat]?" Ye Shengqing asked.

Seeing that Ye Shengqing took the initiative to talk to her, a smile suddenly appeared in her pair of emerald green eyes, and she said, "Senior Brother Ye, as a Soarer, must rarely come into contact with this kind of thing. In fact, [Fu Zhou] has been popular to a considerable extent among the world's races, although the speed of [Fu Zhou] is not as fast as the flight of the imperial sword, but it is still faster than the wind alone, the key is that the [Fu Zhou] will not consume the monk's aura during the flight, and some medium and short-distance travel can rely on this easy-to-carry magic weapon to travel. ”

While nodding in response, Ye Shengqing couldn't help but say in his heart: "Miss Xiyue's words are also delicate, she knows the idea of taking care of me, as a Ascendant, I rarely come into contact with it, and I have never seen these strange magic weapons." ”

[Fu Zhou] broke through the air under the control of Long Sanguan, and the scenery on both sides swept back rapidly, and the oncoming strong wind was also broken by Long Sanguan, who was standing at the forefront of [Fu Zhou], with sword qi, so that Ye Shengqing and other outer monks behind him did not have to be distracted to resist the strong wind, which could be said to be quite careful.

"The flight is quite steady. Ye Shengqing praised, he looked around and saw that there were already monks around him who had taken advantage of this gap to cultivate, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The path of cultivation is really sailing against the current, and if you are a little lazy, you will be overtaken by others, and I have to practice harder as a disciple of Shizun." ”

Thinking of this, Ye Shengqing was about to start practicing, when he suddenly heard Xiyue Chasing Wind say: "Senior Brother Ye, look, there is also a post station there." ”

Following the white fingers of Xiyue and the wind, Ye Shengqing really saw another post station.

I saw that the appearance of the post station was not much different from the Sword Sect Post Station, but compared to the "free and casual" of the Sword Sect Post Station, there were armor soldiers wearing silver full-body armor or guards or patrols in all directions of the post station in front of me, and the silver armor seemed quite majestic between the collisions.