Elder Guan smiled when he heard this, and replied:

"So you are also going to the Moro realm, so it is easy to say. You will stay here for three days now, and after three days I will inform you. ”

After speaking, he turned around and waved his hand, and said impatiently:

"Okay, the old man still has important business, so don't bother me anymore. ”

This time, he didn't give Zi Wufeng a chance to speak again, and simply disappeared into the spatial ripples, and in the space behind the ripples, a huge flying boat was levitating.

The size of this flying boat is so large that it can no longer be described as a boat, it can be called a giant beast, and Elder Guan stands in front of this giant beast, like the difference between an ant and an adult.

There was a clanging sound from above, and countless skilled craftsmen of the Wangzi Pavilion were working above, putting together the last armament for this giant beast.

Elder Guan looked up at the giant beast and couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"Looking at the Purple Pavilion for thousands of years, I don't know if the sky-stepping battleship can help us regain our homeland. ”

Outside the space, hearing Elder Guan speak, Zi Wufeng and Chen An were also helpless, so they had to follow Zhou Chang. Zhou Chang was happy to see Zi Wufeng staying, and enthusiastically arranged a place for everyone to rest.

However, because of Zi Wufeng's special status, since he stayed, he had to go to meet some of the respected elders of Wangzi Pavilion. So before leaving, he instructed Chen An and his party not to move around at will, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Chen An was full of promises, this was the first time he had seen this kind of novel place, even if he couldn't walk around, he could always see everywhere. So after Zi Wufeng left, he sent an invitation to the three sword slaves.

However, surprisingly, Huang Yijian, who usually likes to be the most lively, was a little lacking in interest at this time, and bluntly said that the journey was tiring and he wanted to go back to rest. Huang Tingxiu would not rest assured that she would be alone, so she also politely rejected Chen An and left with Huang Yijian.

And after the sword slave regained the sword heart, although it was mainly because he was worried about the safety of Huang Tingxiu and Huang Yijian's two daughters, he listened to Chen An's advice and followed Zi Wufeng back to the dust world. But other than that, there was nothing to limit him, so he gladly accepted it.

The high pavilion where the four people are located is the eighth level, and it is also a place where ordinary guests are usually entertained, and the environment here is dominated by gardens, each with its own characteristics. Small bridges and flowing water, bamboo forests and flowers, like a quiet paradise.

The two sat at a stone table, and when they saw that there was no one around, Chen An opened his hands and asked:

"Elder Jian, what do you think this Guan Elder has in mind when he goes to the Moro Realm?"

The sword slave smiled and replied:

"What else can you think, such a large-scale collection of flying boats must be for the purpose of fighting, it seems that the cultivators of the Moro Realm are going to suffer. ”

"Hmph, I don't know what I can do, thousands of years of development and comfort have long since made them forget what the Moro Realm is. Once that being is brought out, everyone has to die. ”

At this time, in Chen An's shadow, the shadow said disdainfully. In order not to be discovered by Zi Wufeng, he carefully converged his qi along the way, and now he finally waited until Zi Wufeng disappeared, and couldn't help but make a sound.

"Oh, who is that being?"

Chen An was puzzled when he heard this, and asked, but the shadow was silent at this time and stopped talking, Chen An chuckled lightly and said deliberately:

"You don't think that attacking the Moro Realm is just the idea of the Wangzi Pavilion family, this time to plunder the resources of other cultivation planets, there will inevitably be many sects to get a piece of the pie. I don't know if that existence can be an enemy of one realm. ”

The shadow remained silent, just snorted, as if to wait and see.

Chen An sighed, and secretly said that it was a pity that the demon must not be able to control his mind, otherwise he would let the shadow reveal all the secrets he knew.

Seeing Chen An's face, the sword slave was sometimes puzzled, sometimes smiling strangely, and sometimes showing regret, thinking that he was thinking about the invasion of the Miaocheng Realm into the Moro Realm, so he spoke:

"This matter is a battle between two interfaces, you and I are just ordinary cultivators, and we have not yet reached the ability to change the tide of the battle by ourselves. So it's better to protect yourself and watch from the sidelines. When we get to the Moro Realm, we don't participate, we just go back to the Dust Realm by finding the star path. ”

Chen An heard the voice of the sword slave, nodded, and suddenly had some doubts in his heart, so he looked at the sword slave and asked:

"By the way, since you are a person from the earthly realm, how did you get to the Qiyao realm. ”

The sword slave smiled slightly, looked at Chen An and said with a mysterious expression:

"I can't tell you now, or I'll hurt you. ”

Chen An was a little helpless when he heard this, he was whetted by the shadow just now, and now the sword slave is selling himself again. He wanted to ask why these old fellows didn't like to make things clear.

Seeing that the sword slave really refused to say, Chen An was not good at forcing it, after all, he couldn't beat the current sword slave, so he shook his head and didn't plan to ask again.

While the two of them were silent, there was a loud noise outside the high pavilion, which came from below and kept approaching.

At the same time, many cultivators rose into the air from all over the place and flew to the edge, and when they saw this, they also flew away.

At this time, a huge flying boat was suspended in front of the high pavilion, and a large flag was inserted at the front end of the flying boat, and the three big characters of "Nine Spirit Sect" were written in white letters on a blue background. And on the Zhou body of the flying boat, there were dozens of men in blue robes and women in green robes standing impressively.

Standing at the front of this group of people was an old woman in sackcloth, with a dragon's head on crutches, her aura was strong, exuding powerful fluctuations in the transcendent realm. She slammed her crutches twice, her face was dissatisfied, she looked up and said in a loud voice:

"What's the matter? Wangzi Pavilion is such a way of hospitality, no one comes out to greet a guest?"

"Hahaha, the Nine Spirits Ancestor came from afar, and he lost his welcome!"

As soon as the words fell, a deep voice sounded from above, and an energetic old man in Tsing Yi floated down, standing in front of the old woman in Mai, making an inviting gesture. The old woman in sackcloth snorted coldly, not moving at all, and ignoring it.

Seeing this, the old man in Tsing Yi hurriedly arched his hand and said:

"Oh, Jiu Ling, you can't blame me for this, the pavilion master is still in retreat, and the other elders are not in the pavilion, and I was also busy just now. No, as soon as I heard your voice, I rushed down in a hurry, you see, isn't this sincere enough. ”

The old woman in Mai's face softened a little, nodded, and said:

"Well, in that case, you should arrange a place for my disciple to settle down first. ”

When the old man in Tsing Yi heard this, he then flew towards the high pavilion where Chen An was, and on the flying boat behind him, a huge anchor flew out and dived into the ground at the edge.

Then the men and women on the flying boat all walked down, but they all looked arrogant and arrogant.

Seeing this, Chen An thought for a while, and then immediately hung the waist card representing the purple level in a conspicuous place, and then raised his head and looked at them with an arrogant face. Seeing this, the sword slave also straightened his waist and raised his face to look at people.

But they never thought that although those people saw the token on Chen An's waist, they didn't know what it meant. Even though the pure purple robe on Chen An's body was worth a lot of money at first glance, these young disciples just regarded Chen An as a family gentleman with a flashy appearance and a search for weapons.

"Hehe, look at that person, he looks like a bull, and he is dressed like an eggplant, it's really funny. ”

I don't know who made fun of it like this, Chen Andong felt that he had lost face, fell down dejectedly, and turned to leave. The sword slave did not feel embarrassed, but secretly scolded these people in his heart for not being knowledgeable.

He fell to Chen An's side, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted:

"It's okay, it's okay, today they ignore you, and when the time comes, when the time comes, you will reveal your identity as a disciple of the Purple Heaven Palace, and you will make them unable to climb high. ”

Chen An nodded heavily, and in an instant, it was a little strange, and his personality seemed to have undergone some kind of change unconsciously. And the calm temperament that has been honed by hundreds of years of experience in the world of the Tao is gradually disappearing, but when I think about it, it is not so much a change as a recovery of a little youthful heart.

At this moment, there were several sect flying boats behind him, all of which led to this high pavilion, and the gradually increasing number of people made this somewhat deserted place become a little lively.

Chen An glanced at it with his purple true eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, most of these disciples were in the early and middle stages of entering the Xuan Xuan realm, and there were even fewer in the later stage, as for the peak and Great Perfection realm, he had never seen a single one among the hundreds of cultivators.

Moreover, some disciples are even more childish, with an innocent appearance that has not experienced the cruelty of battle.

"Although the strength of these people is not weak, looking at their faces, their eyes are frivolous and wandering, and their skin is delicate, they should be people who only know how to practice all day long. I have not experienced the cruelty of life and death battles, and being sent to the battlefield like this is no different from being sent to death in vain. ”

Chen An shook his head and said softly.

The sword slave also saw this scene and replied indifferently:

"These people are just coolies who are used to clean up the battlefield and find and exploit resources, and the real backbone is those supernatural powers. ”

Chen An nodded, and suddenly laughed at himself, his age was obviously not much different from theirs, but he commented as an elder. It seems that all kinds of bizarre experiences in a short period of time have made him mature early, and what he is doing now is different from his original intention of going out to the supernatural realm, but there is nothing he can do.

Thinking of this, he looked at the young disciples who were laughing and laughing again, and suddenly felt a little envious, and muttered:

"If I had followed Master back to the Enma Sect in the first place, maybe I would have been similar to them now. ”

When the sword slave heard this, he smiled slightly, but said:

"You see that they are now immersed in their own pleasures, and regard the trip to the Moro realm as just an ordinary journey, but they do not know that this trip is likely to bring death, even something more cruel than death. You and I still have the right to choose, but these people don't. ”

"Whether to be a pawn at the mercy of others, or to jump out of this chess game and dominate your own destiny, which one do you want more? ”

Chen An was suddenly enlightened, and bowed deeply to the sword slave, and suddenly became enlightened!