Elder Jin Dan and Disciple Zhuji were both in their cabins at this time, and the bumps caused by the storm were no problem to them, and they were all meditating leisurely, waiting for their rotation to drive the flying boat.

Ye Zhou didn't rush into the cabin to start at a moment, he was observing the weather, and there was still a chance.

[This kind of storm Jindan monk doesn't care, only a thunderstorm can keep him on the deck, he must protect everyone to return to the sect safely. 】

[If you don't have a chance to start on the road, go to the sect to find another chance, anyway, this feud has always been remembered. Lu Xiaoman thought the same as Ye Zhou, it is better for people to die outside, and they have targeted her several times, and the mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger, no matter how beautiful the morality is, he took the initiative to pack his luggage and spontaneously rolled to the black hole of the universe, and everything went to die.

The monk of the sect died outside and was called falling, and dying in the sect was either sitting or murdering, this leader Jin Dan still had a long lifespan, so it was impossible to sit down, Lu Xiaoman and Ye Zhou were both cautious people, how could they leave suspicious points for people to trace.

Monk Jindan attacked the Qi cultivator with his divine sense, and a little more force could directly make people collapse and die, just to save face for the Hua and Qin families, and put aside the kindness and friendship of the elders of the sect, and collect money to open the back door for their own benefit, and also used this kind of trick, what does the grudge between her and the Hua family have to do with this Jindan elder, it is really too much, Lu Xiaoman, who came out of the forest all the way, only hurt people and did not kill anyone, had murderous intent for the first time.

The storm area finally passed through safely, and when they felt that the flying boat had stabilized again, everyone on the deck breathed a sigh of relief, and the qi cultivation disciples shook their excessively sore hands, or rubbed their stiff backs, and those who were strangled by their own rattans, they all relaxed at this time and scattered on the deck to rest, even the Hua Xiangyi sisters were powerless to laugh at anything, and sat on the ground to recover their strength.

Lu Xiaoman stretched out his legs leisurely, closed his eyes comfortably and took a nap, the mortal disciples in the small cubicle room were still hanging, if they wanted to go down to the ground, they could untie it by themselves, but they were afraid that after walking away for a while, this lattice room would no longer belong to them.

Yan Jin came out of his cabin to visit these mortal disciples, and was surprised to find that their spirits were much better than those of Qi cultivation disciples, the bump just now had no effect on them, and Lu Xiaoman's rattan actually protected them.

Putting aside his surprise at Lu Xiaoman for the time being, Yan Jian kindly asked the mortal disciples to come down and move, with him watching here, there was no need to worry that there would be Qi cultivation disciples robbing their cubicles.

Uncle Zhuji spoke, and the Qi cultivation disciples who really wanted to grab it had to stop fighting.

The mortal disciples immediately untied the rattan and went to the ground with joy, and from early morning to now, there were always people who had a physiological need to release the water.

Yan Jin stood outside the lattice room closest to Lu Xiaoman's crash wall and looked at the hanging rattan inside, he couldn't understand why the two rattans could stabilize a person by pulling it so crosswise, and he didn't have to be afraid of the bumps in the storm, when he turned his head to ask Lu Xiaoman in detail, he saw that she and her cat were sleeping soundly, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Jin used the Spirit Exploration Technique and the Qi Hope Technique on Lu Xiaoman, the three layers of Qi cultivation of the Five Spirit Roots.

Yan Jin believed in his own strength, and seeing such a result, he couldn't help but feel a lot of curiosity about Lu Xiaoman.

The ten-year-old Five Spirit Root Qi Cultivation Three Layers, this is obviously a little genius, even if it may be rumored that she was rushed up by taking medicine in the future, but the wood spell that controls the rattan with this hand cannot be faked, so her cultivation is naturally true.

Such a little genius, the Hua family can't wait for her to die quickly, the more Yan Jian thinks about it, the more she feels that the reason behind this is unusual, no matter what the grievances between the two sides are, this little genius must live, and live well, otherwise it will be a great loss to the sect, as for the Hua family, anyway, their current position of the seventh family is a little unstable, it is better to find a chance to let them get out of the top ten families, for the sect, this kind of family that has no regard for the interests of the sect has already been crooked to 108,000 miles, there is no need to exist, Some were replaced by other loyal new families.

After making a decision in his heart, Yan Jin only hoped that he could return to the sect as soon as possible, and he would report to his master as soon as possible.

Such a good little genius must not be ruined in the hands of a villain.