This time, Qian Feier still bought a luxurious carriage decorated with crystal agate and gold pendants, but she was not very satisfied that she did not buy an Andalusian horse.

As the most handsome of the horses, the Andalusian horse is the most beautiful and easily recognizable horse wherever it goes.

Even ordinary civilians can recognize the extraordinary Andalusian horse at a glance.

It is like a BMW in a luxury car, with high-end atmosphere and grade, giant pull style, and luxurious style.

What Qian Feier bought this time was a thoroughbred.

The name of the thoroughbred does not mean that its bloodline is pure, but its racial name, it is called a thoroughbred.

This kind of horse is the most expensive horse in the Douluo Continent today, and there is no one.

It stands to reason that it should be more famous and imposing than the Andalusian horse.

But it's a pity that the pure-blooded horse is not good-looking, with pure black hair, just like the standard Mercedes-Benz in a luxury car, or the kind that dismantles the standard, once it is put on the street, it is not recognized by non-connoisseurs.

In a word, it is: low-key luxury has connotation.

To be honest, Qian Fei'er doesn't like this kind of low-key luxury taste, what she likes is the style that can be seen at a glance as the most shiny, dazzling, and magnificent.

Like this kind of famous horse that I can't recognize if I don't say it, she doesn't like it very much.

However, there are only thoroughbreds in this town, and without Andalusian horses, she can't help it.

"Hey~"

Shaking her head slightly and sighing, Qian Fei'er paid the gold coins and walked out of the racecourse with a group of guards and a convoy of carriages and came to the town.

It was already evening, and in a little while it would be dark.

Qian Fei'er glanced up at the sky and got into the carriage.

Before getting into the carriage, she beckoned to Bu Yunjia and ordered, "Bu Yunjia, you go and help find a hotel, we will spend the night in the town tonight." ”

"Yes!" Bu Yunjia responded respectfully.

After Qian Fei'er and Qian Linjue and other angel martial soul owners got into the carriage, he turned around, pointed his toes on the ground, and his figure quickly swept away.

After a while, he returned and had found one of the best hotels in town.

Bu Yunjia said a few words to the Soul Saint coachman who was driving the car, and the huge convoy began to move forward slowly, and after a short time, they arrived at the door of the hotel.

After having dinner in the hotel, Qian Fei'er arranged rooms for everyone, among them, she and Qian Liuli shared a room, and Qian Linjue and Zijin shared a room.

In Qianlinjue's room, the plump and enchanting Zijin pounced on Qianlinjue and kissed him.

Next door to Qian Linjue's room, Qian Fei'er sat on the bed, reached out and took out the map from her soul guide, and looked at it with the light of fluorescent stone.

There were several red dots marked on the map, among them, the red dots of the Meng family had been circled, and Qian Fei'er's gaze fell on the Wind Sword Sect.

After taking a look at it and estimating the distance of the map, Qian Fei'er's slender jade hand touched the soul guide bracelet on Bai Nenhao's wrist.

The bright light flashed, and Qian Fei'er had an extra note in her hand.

Open the note, and there was a short paragraph written on it.

"Wind Sword Sect, a sect named after the sword, it is rumored that the Sword Dao Dust Heart and the Wind Sword Sect also have some origins, and the Wind Sword Sect has appeared in recent years with eight innate geniuses full of soul power, seven men and one woman, and all eight of them are mutated sword series weapon martial souls."

After reading this short paragraph, Qian Fei'er took a deep breath and folded the note and crushed it.

Turning her head, Qian Ruri was lying on another bed, holding a comic book in her hand, and she had been reading it with red eyes.

As she watched, she yawned. century

"Ha~ah~"

Qian Fei'er glanced at it, raised her eyebrows slightly, and gave a stern order.

"Hurry up and meditate and cultivate, don't look at it!"

Qian Liuli drooped her eyes and turned her head, "Are you my mother?" ”

Qian Fei'er raised her fist and threatened, "Don't refute, you have to say it again!" ”

Qian Liuli's eyes looked at Qian Fei'er's small fist with some fear, obediently put away the comics, and sat on the bed to practice.

Hey, these kids.

Qian Fei'er shook her head helplessly, then put away the map, sat down cross-legged by herself, and entered the cultivation state.

The time of the night passed quickly.

The next day, after breakfast, everyone hit the road again......

After that, after a journey of more than ten days, Qian Fei'er and the others successfully came to the Wind Sword Sect.

This is a majestic and beautiful mountain range, with towering mountains and green, thousands of ravines and thousands of rocks, and the scenery is not beautiful.

At the outermost end of the mountain range, a huge archway-style mountain gate tens of meters high stands on the ground, and on it, the three big characters of the Wind Sword Sect are bold and magnificent, telling the world its status.

The carriage of Qian Fei'er and the others arrived at the gate of the Mountain Gate of the Wind Sword Sect, and looking inside from the door, you can see the layers of pavilions and pavilions built along the mountain, gorgeous and beautiful.

The two gatekeepers stepped forward and saluted with fists at the four Titled Douluo who were surrounding the pure-blooded carriage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, hello, we are the outer disciples of the Wind Sword Sect, may I ask who your distinguished guests are looking for here, and what is the important matter?"

These two gatekeepers are not stupid at a glance, and they can see at a glance that Bu Yunjia and others are extraordinary, and they are much better than the Meng family.

Bu Yunjia touched it, and suddenly his spiritual power had a little sense, and he looked up and looked inside the Wind Sword Sect.

At the same time, the other Iron Fist Douluo, Spear Shrimp Douluo, and Tiger Tail Stick Douluo also looked inside.

Two figures flew out from inside the Wind Sword Sect like a galloping wind, and in a few breaths, they flew in front of Bu Yunjia and the others.

Bu Yunjia and the others were very curious, and their eyes stared at the two figures motionlessly.

These were two old men dressed in white, with gray hair and beards.

However, although they are old, their spirits are still strong, their old faces are ruddy, refreshed, not at all like seventy or eighty years old, and they are even more energetic than the house girl Qianliuli.

Of course, this was not the reason why Bu Yunjia and the others were curious, the four Titled Douluo were curious, purely because of the way these two Wind Sword Sect elders came out.

When the two old men flew over, Bu Yunjia and the others learned about the existence of the two old men through spiritual power exploration, and also knew their martial soul, the weapon martial soul - sword.

However, although they are the martial souls of the sword, they can fly in the air like a bird soul master, and this way of flying the sword is the first time that Bu Yunjia and the others have seen it.

The two old men stood in front of Bu Yunjia with their fists clenched, their expressions were extremely respectful, even their voices.

"I don't know if the four Titled Douluo are coming, and they are not welcome, please go inside."

As he spoke, the two old men turned around together and stretched out their hands to guide.

On the side of the carriage guard, Bu Yunjia and the others did not move.

The four of them rode on their horses, looked at the two old men condescendingly, and then dismounted.

Then, under the shocked gaze of the two old men, all the guards knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison reverently.