The glutinous rice was sandwiched in the crowd, and if it weren't for the storage of the pillars, it would have been submerged by the sea of crowds at this time. She was still a little worried at the beginning, thinking about the situation in Qianrenzong, thinking about the situation outside, and what Jiao Suqing had done.

Soon, however, she realized that her worries were a little unnecessary.

Even if she really came up with something, now that she was stuck in the crowd, even if she really had any ideas, it would be completely useless. No matter how much she thinks about it, at least at this time, it is no longer her turn to care about these things. The only thing she had to worry about was whether she could catch the boat of the Immortal Cultivation Sect and cross the Boundary River.

The crowd was still moving slowly.

Although they themselves were in the crowd, there was an endless sea of people on the left and right, as if they were a leaf that had fallen into this human wave, rolling around with the fluctuations of the human wave.

Glutinous rice is in a good situation, after all, there is such an open way as a pillar.

She turned her head to look at the monks next to her, and none of them were not pale because they were not squeezed. In such a comparison, glutinous rice can only be calmed down. She didn't even know what arrangements the Immortal Cultivation Sect had, and at this time, no matter how much heart she cared about, it wouldn't be able to play the slightest role.

Who told her that she couldn't even do such a small thing as reaching out and pulling out a piece of phonetic note paper from her bosom now.

Nuomi sighed and looked around, with a little worry on her face.

The monks around him probably saw the sadness on her face, and for a moment, they spoke to her again. However, this time it was all about comforting her.

"Don't worry. Since we are now in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, there will definitely be no mistakes. No matter how chaotic this human world is, as long as there is the only safe place, it must be the Immortal Cultivation Sect. The foundation possessed by the Immortal Cultivation Sect is not something that can be compared with any sect. When we think about it this way, we actually take advantage of it. ”

What glutinous rice is worried about is actually such a thing. But when someone offered to speak to her, she nodded politely. It's kind of reconciled.

Nearby, another monk spoke, "Oh, let's talk about this." I have to think that the Immortal Cultivation Sect is for our good. Though...... Although the sects all said that they had evacuated first, it was said that many sects could not even hold out in front of the boundary river. The Immortal Cultivation Sect didn't ask us to go out, this was to protect us, and deciding to join the Immortal Cultivation Sect was the best choice. ”

Although his words were not echoed by many monks, he looked at the few monks around him and refuted them seriously, which showed that he still spoke to everyone's hearts.

――Can the foundation not be thick? These sects outside may have only experienced a few hundred years, and this Immortal Cultivation Sect doesn't know how much time it has experienced in that endless illusion realm. It's really strange that there is no superiority between the two in this comparison.

Thinking so in her heart, Nuomi turned her head to look. But there is no way to see who opened the mouth.

Listening to the monk's tone, I'm afraid he himself is a monk who has transferred to the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

Everyone has their own choice for such behavior, and there is really nothing to say. Others are not qualified to point fingers at all. At this time, Nuomi looked around curiously, just to see if it was their group of monks.

Unfortunately, she couldn't even see the monk's hair.

Who called her a girl? Born to be shorter than the male cultivators next to him. At this time, when you look at it, it's full of shoulders. She couldn't sit on the shoulders of the pillars anymore.

At the front of the crowd, it was as if there was something else arranged. Nuomi himself couldn't see the situation in front of him anyway, so he simply didn't risk tiptoeing, but just pulled the pillar and asked. However, in the midst of this chaos, there is nothing to ask, so I can only blindly follow the flow of people.

In the midst of such a crowd. The only good thing is that you can hear a lot of news.

There is no need for glutinous rice to ask, many monks talk to themselves when they are bored, and it is enough for glutinous rice to listen to a rough idea.

Only then did she know that the direction that the flow of people was pointing to was an ark on the mountain behind the Immortal Cultivation Sect. The ark could not only travel on water, but also fly in the air, and there were protective spells left by the ancient foundation building monks outside. It can be called a mobile bunker-like storage zài. It is said that only this ark of the Immortal Sect can cross the boundary river without fail.

Other sect families naturally do not have such means, and when they cross the boundary river, they can only rely on their own means. Some of the means are sufficient, and maybe they will fall directly into the boundary river. The broken bones are unknown.

It seems that the Immortal Cultivation Sect has never understood how to use that ark.

Because the ark was so big. If you want to move it, you must use a hundred spirit stones to consume. If you want to completely use all the spells inside and outside the ark, you will have to consume more spirit stones.

These consumed spirit stones, but they will really turn into ashes at the moment when the spiritual energy is exhausted, and there is no chance to recover them at all. If there were no urgent matters on weekdays, presumably the Immortal Sect would not have used such a huge opinion weapon.

The monks around them were already discussing what was going to happen in the future.

Their knowledge of the Netherworld is limited to the introductions they have seen on the jade slips. In this knowledge, they are not even comparable to glutinous rice. In the monsoon travelogue on Nuomi's body, there is a detailed record of the things of the netherworld, and the owner of the travelogue seems to have been to the netherworld himself.

Those monks had nothing to do, and when they were huddled together, they discussed the development of the Netherworld, as if they would never return to the human world after the Immortal Cultivation Sect arrived in the Netherworld this time.

Glutinous rice listened to it, but it was a little surprised.

By this time, she had not yet been able to accept the fact of leaving.

The Immortal Cultivation Sect would give up this place now, and she really couldn't believe it.

The other cultivators had completely forgotten about it, but she still knew that the endless space that the Immortal Cultivation Sect relied on to cultivate was in that bamboo forest. This ethereal illusion realm of the Immortal Cultivation Sect was different from her body, the entrance was in that place, and there was no way to move around at all. If he wanted to say that the Immortal Cultivation Sect was just avoiding it for a while, he could understand this.

But when he really said that he was leaving, Nuomi didn't believe it anyway.

No matter how chaotic it is with the human world, the Immortal Cultivation Sect will definitely return to this place in the end. After all, their roots, their strengths, are all in this place.

After all, the powerhouses of the Heavenly Immortal Realm and the Spirit Demon Realm would probably not look down on such a barren place as the Human Realm. They just borrowed the territory of the human realm to fight. After there is a result between them, even if the human world becomes desolate, can they still come back?

Even glutinous rice is still willing to return to this familiar place.

I don't know how long she walked, but the flow of people suddenly relaxed, and Nuomi felt that the turbid air around her suddenly became fresher, and the monks who had been tightly pressed around her also separated a little, and walked towards the front with a step. Although it can't be said to be a gallop, it can be quickly left after all.

There is really a big gap with them in the crowd, and the environment where they can't move a step for half a day is really very different.

Nuomi was stunned, and immediately came back to his senses, "Is this already in place?" ”

"Hmm. Ahead is the Ark. Lou Qian nodded and pointed towards him.

None of them walked away at this time, but maintained the same speed as glutinous rice and walked towards the ark in front of them. In such a fast-moving crowd, a few of them seemed a little different.

Nuomi didn't know if they were deliberately waiting to accompany her, and at this time she looked up and looked ahead, the whole person was already shocked, where could she care about thinking about other things.

It was the first time she had seen such a huge ship.

The "ship" in front of him was so huge that it was more accurate to say that it was a palace built separately than a boat. Because the size of that ark was much larger than the main hall of the Thousand Thousand Sects.

Earlier, when listening to those monks' speeches, Nuomi still felt that it would cost a hundred spirit stones to drive an ark, which was really too much. Now when she really saw the real thing, she realized that the spirit stones consumed were not too much, but too small. If you want to move such a behemoth, how can you do it without a little surging aura.

Although there are a lot of people in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, looking at the size of this ark, it is estimated that as long as they go back and forth two or three times, they can transport everyone to the other side of the boundary river.

Thinking about it like this, Nuomi suddenly understood why it was actually good luck for them to stay in the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

Because only the Immortal Cultivation Sect has such the ability, it can transport a large number of monks to the Netherworld at one time.

If it is according to the ability of ordinary sects, at most it is to form a flying sword sword formation, or temporarily make some small bamboo raft magic weapons to try to cross the boundary river. Even if they are allowed to survive, but the monks under the sect are scattered in the netherworld, they will definitely not get any benefit, and I am afraid that they will have to suffer a lot.

Although the environment of the Netherworld is harsh, it can be regarded as a realm in the end. The ghostly goblins that live up there aren't vegetarians.

Moreover, it is precisely because the environment of the Netherworld is so harsh that the monks in the past are not the opponents of the ghosts and monsters above. One side is forcibly displaced, while the other side is an indigenous people who struggle every day to survive. In the end, which side has the advantage, I'm afraid there is no need to think about this question at all.

ps：

The power supply was directly cut off without notice, and it took most of the day to power it up, and it was just crying blind RP