Tong Dora and his entourage are ready to visit the parents of the three students this time.

According to the order of the route, they are Li Jingxin of the Martial Arts Academy, He Ming and Liu Heng of the Fu Zheng Academy.

Before going to comfort the family, they were going to the Medicine King Valley in Nanling.

"How far is this Medicine King Valley from Jiuhuang Mountain?" Tong Dora knew that Mo Han and Jiu Qiansui would teleport, but fortunately, Uncle Feng San wouldn't, so he could accompany her, otherwise she would feel that she would pull her back.

"Three thousand miles." Third Uncle Feng said with a smile.

"What? How to go with these 11 roads alone! Tong Dora felt that his feet were useless if he continued to walk like this.

"What 11 way?" Nine thousand years old looked at her puzzled.

Tong Dora patted her legs in disgust, "That's it." ”

But Uncle Feng was very calm: "You'll know in a while." ”

She felt like crying without tears, and the third uncle was still very relaxed.

They came in circles to a wood, and Tong Dora thought to himself, this is the way to go?

I saw the third uncle draw a rune in the air, and in an instant, a golden door opened.

What's going on? Tong Dora was dumbfounded.

"It's a portal, and it's able to connect two places directly. There are similarities with the mirror gate, but the mirror gate is made with divine power, and it connects two worlds and spaces. And as long as the portal is an immortal-level metaphysician, it has such an opportunity to build, of course, not all metaphysicians have such talent. The third uncle explained.

"What about teleportation?" Tong Dora's thought it was all the same.

"Teleportation is the mastery of the demon clan, and not everyone can get the favor of the demon clan. It is said that it is not spread. Of course, the Avatar can also teleport. The distance of teleportation is also related to one's own cultivation. The higher the repair, the faster the teleportation speed and the farther the distance. And the portal can be used by anyone who has cultivation. Of course, those with lower cultivation will have some uncomfortable reactions. The third uncle explained very clearly.

Tong Dora nodded to show that she understood: "How long will it take?" ”

The third uncle said proudly: "Half an hour." ”

Tong Dora didn't expect it to be so fast, if it was to take a plane, it would take more than two hours.

However, the Silla realm is only limited to cultivators who have access to this level, and ordinary people who want to go far still need to use ancient means of transportation such as horses.

They stepped into the portal, and Tong Dora quickly turned his head to look at it, and found that the door was closed. Standing at her feet was a belt of light, and the third uncle told her that it was called a conveyor belt. The space around it is like the Milky Way, blue and hollow. The scattered points of light shine as brightly as the stars at night. They are teleported at great speed, and if they were in a normal situation outside, they would feel the wind. But in the teleportation space, these are stationary, so you don't have to worry about your hairstyle being blown out of the way. It's just that there is a little bit of trouble for those who are lower in cultivation. The entire space is teleported in a spiral fashion, which can cause symptoms such as dizziness, heart palpitations, and vomiting.

Tong Dora was already feeling unwell, so she calmed down and began to meditate.

Half an hour later, the space on the conveyor belt finally stopped turning. A golden door opened, and they stepped out of the portal. The Golden Gate vanished immediately.

A giant barrier came into view, and the spherical barrier shone with colorful ripples.

Tong Dora attached the purple talisman of the great god to the enchantment, and with a buzz, the enchantment disappeared.

What unfolded in front of them was a paradise, full of precious medicinal herbs and rare flowers and plants. Patches of ancient tree medicinal flowers, Xinyi flowers, like smoke, dyed the sky red. The mountains here are not high, but the clouds are very low and thin, and from a distance, they are full of smoke and look like a fairyland. Patches of forests covered the Valley of the Medicine King, and Tong Dorala's previous discomfort was swept away, replaced by the refreshing scent of medicine and fresh air.