What he gave to Qiu Feisheng was the logo of the floating island that took a break when the twelve people of Chongxu attended the meeting, and a shoddy wooden plaque, which took into account the two functions of house number and key. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With it, the few people of Chongxu Mountain were able to accurately find the one that belonged to them from the hundreds of floating islands that were wandering.

At the same time, each island has a protective barrier, and if it is not opened by the corresponding signs, everyone will only be allowed to enter after the people inside have come forward to remove the barrier.

But...... Wooden?

In previous years, those waiters sent to the door, but the brand made of jade, its material is the same as the jade slip.

Ming Huazang frowned, but didn't say anything more, beckoned the wooden sign to put it in his sleeve, raised his feet and walked out of the room.

Jiang Jinhui, Sword Master, Qi Qiao'er and others were waiting outside, seeing that the ancestor had an unhappy face, and his eyes were staggered, and he had many doubts.

Qiu Feisheng rushed out behind Minghua hiding, and when he saw the disciples with scattered expressions, he couldn't help coughing heavily, and said in a deep voice: "After you go to the island, give me a little warning!" Don't provoke people you shouldn't provoke. ”

"Uncle Shi, since the Immortal Sect held the Immortal Ascension Meeting, the sects are not allowed to use force arbitrarily, and those who violate it will be severely punished."

The sword master choked a little unconvinced.

His master said that he was most impatient with Da Ri Feng Qiu Feisheng's temper, and sure enough, it was true. The sword is a sharp thing, since it is a sword cultivated up and down the Void Mountain, how can it be so forward-looking, mother-in-law and mother are so unhappy!

The little barbarian taught by Guo Mangfu!

Qiu Feisheng was angry, but it was not good to get angry directly at the sword master, after all, he was a junior in the future, and he had never seen the sinister world.

And these dozen or so people are the pride of the sect on weekdays, and they really let them tolerate everywhere after they go to the island, I'm afraid they are all a little unconvinced.

Holding back his temper, Qiu Feisheng explained to everyone: "There is indeed such an agreement between the sects, but ...... Take you as an example, the sword master, if you encounter something that makes you unhappy, will you reason with others, or will you simply draw your sword and face each other? ”

Qiu Feisheng's rhetorical question immediately made the sword master shut up.

Only by upholding one's true heart can a cultivator go further on the path of cultivation.

In this way, their immortal cultivators are all the most conceited figures, how can such a group of people meet together without disputes at all?

The rules set by the immortal sect are simply bullshit!

What the sword master was thinking in his heart, Qiu Feisheng understood it tightly in his heart, he and Guo Er had also had this question.

But Guo Er couldn't figure it out from beginning to end, so his actions became more and more annoying. And he found the answer to his question in the only book about the changes in this world recorded by his predecessors.

"What are you thinking?"

Qiu Feisheng was shocked when he heard this, and was embarrassed to find that he, who was the master and uncle, was actually standing in place.

With a dry cough, Qiu Feisheng turned his head away from the "personal disciple" named Yuan Qingwu, and led everyone to fly towards the floating island suspended in the void.

Isis squeezed down the sword master who was entangled in himself and stood behind Qiu Feisheng.

Staring at the back of Qiu Feisheng's head, Is's eyes narrowed dangerously, and the urge to invade his consciousness gradually rose.

Regarding this simple and ridiculous system of the Ascension Society, and the even more unreasonable sectarian conventions, this native seems to know something.

Thinking about it this way, the fictional world of the Nine Thunder Tribulations does not seem to be groundless.

At the very least, the restraint of this sect that is not allowed to be arbitrarily tilted is somewhat similar to the old monk in the mortal world, "cultivators do not disturb mortal dust......