The scenery of the twilight sea, coming and going in a hurry.

Because the ferry could not get close to the hundred-mile area where the twilight sea was located, many monks regretted it.

Nearly a kilometer of Mammogran Dadu is still advancing towards Zhongzhou at high speed, tireless.

The last night before approaching Zhongzhou made many monks unable to sleep.

Wu Chen lay on the recliner and looked at the dark clouds stacked above the sky.

The reason why he was determined to accept the little girl as an apprentice was naturally not because of fate, but because of some of Wu Chen's discoveries.

And the reason why he asked Murong Yu if his surname was Xuan was a long-standing secret that scared the ordinary Xuan Emperor to death.

The main characters of this secret story, namely Xuanzu, one of the Nine Ancestors, and the Heavenly Dao that is high up, because the silent man wants to make some attempts, try to change some established frameworks.

It's like reversing the metaphysical cultivation 10,000 years ago, and the status of the crane tail in the cultivation world.

So there is a Mu family in the world on the mountain, a Mu family with special muscles and bones.

Almost all the Zhongzhou monks knew that the first major sect had six main veins, and the monks who lived longer knew that the sects that had been in the ranks for a longer time knew that earlier, there were only four main veins from the Heavenly Sect.

And the few monks who have lived for the longest time, the sect that has been established for the longest time, and the sect that eats the most ash in the sect scriptures may be extremely stingy with pen and ink to remember one or two sentences, leaving the Heavenly Sect, the Xuanshen powerhouse Huang Xuanjian, and the two veins are the main.

However, every contemporary head of the Mu family has passed on a glorious thing about the Mu family, the Mu family is the first, and the Tianzong is the last.

Wu Chen actually noticed the little girl Mu Qingxing when he saw her for the first time, after all, how could the man who made him jealous ten thousand years ago not pay attention to one thing.

No matter how much the phoenix in the chicken coop looks like a chicken, it is still a phoenix after all.

The reason why he planned to accept apprentices was because of a certain kind of anger in Wu Chen's heart.

Aren't you Xuantian a cow? Now that you have become my disciple, you will always call me a master in the future, and you will have to lower me.

Wu Chen on the recliner couldn't help but be happier the more he thought about it, but when Wu Chen looked up at the top of his head, he frowned deeply, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching Wu Chen above the heavy fog, as if there was nothing and he couldn't figure it out.

Wu Chen smiled suddenly, and he smiled very happily.

Then he said to himself: "Are you afraid, I didn't expect you to be afraid, so you can't help but be anxious? But you can't make a move, because this rule is what you set, what you want to maintain, and you have to be the first to obey." ”

The endless sky is a quilt, a kilometer ferry bed, and especially one more, no, it is a few things that people have to be happy about, wouldn't it be a pity not to get a good night's sleep?

Wu Chen closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, which was particularly comforting.

Regardless of the number of passengers boarding the ferry, there will always be one or two special rooms reserved, which may not be occupied for months or years, but they must be reserved and kept clean at all times, even if it is a famous freight ferry.

There are two such rooms in the fourth-floor upper class, one elegant and simple, and the other magnificent, which has been welcoming guests for several years.

The elegant and simple room finally ushered in a new guest after about four or five years.

In the large room, in the main hall, there is only a round futon, exuding a faint fragrance of grass, which can be said to be the extreme.

Murong Yu, who was on the futon, picked up the jade talisman between his legs with his right hand, stared at it for a moment and put it down, and he didn't know how long he had been repeating it in between, as if it had been all the time.

The other room on the fourth-floor ferry is a bit ordinary, just what a normal upper-class room should be.

However, it is said that the ordinary upper class cabin also has two rooms and a main hall, one room for resting and one room for meditation and cultivation.

The cultivation room is not large, and can accommodate up to four or five monks sitting on the floor.

Most of the floor is occupied by a thick square woven mat placed in the middle.

In the center of the weaving mat, Wen Dao sat cross-legged, his hands were tied with strange handprints, his eyes were closed, and he was meditating hard, refining his soul, and he did not slack off at all.

The ferry steward Wen Bian has been sitting on the wooden chair since Mo Tie left, and his fingers are still making a "ding-ding" sound when he taps on the icy silver table, filling the room with miscellaneous treasures from all over the five states.

Lending a high-grade mystery without authorization, he, the ferry steward, still has to bear a lot of risk, and in addition, his ferry steward is about to see the head at a glance, and the risk is even greater, after all, the favor formed in the past is the ferry steward Wen Bian, not just Wen Bian, people go tea to settle the cool, and the monks on the mountain are more pure, even more so.

The reason why he was willing to lend the mysterious weapon to Mo Tie was because he had a way to ensure that the mysterious weapon would not have an accident, and on the other hand, he really had to think about himself when he heard it.

The lower class cabin on the second floor is a bit cramped, and although it is a single room, it can only accommodate a table and a bed.

Mo Tiepan sat on the edge of the bed, carefully raising the box in his hand, in the room, the light was closed, and only the box itself reflected a faint purple light.

The look on Mo Tie's face looked a little crazy, in fact, Mo Tie himself didn't like refining weapons, he was more yearning for the small sip of sword cultivation in Xuan Xiu, and he drew his sword angrily, splitting mountains and burning seas, so although he had a father who was the master of the refining sect, Mo Tie's refining skills could only be regarded as average, at least for a sect that mainly focused on refining weapons, it was not qualified.

But Mo Tie is particularly fond of mysterious weapons, and can pour a basket of corresponding things like beans.

The attack on the top-grade mystic weapon in front of him, the box blindness, can be said to make Mo Tie love it, and this is not just an ordinary high-grade mystical weapon, it also means that he has embraced the thick legs of the famous sect in charge of a ferry steward, and his own position as the master of the forging mountain gate who was not stable before and will definitely be stable in the future.

After the twilight sea is Zhongzhou, which is an iron principle recognized by Zhongzhou monks.

Two days after the ferry sailed to the sea of clouds, standing on the deck observation deck, you can roughly see the outline of the hill below the ferry, and the mountain tops are small.

The ferry began to descend in altitude, but it was still several thousand meters in the air.

The natural destination of the freight ferry of the famous sect is the Tianjia ferry port of the famous sect, but when it enters Zhongzhou, it will be the first to pass through the Tianjia ferry called Sihaikou, which is far from the heavenly sect and stops for about half a day, mainly for unloading.