Ling Xiaoye thought as he walked, and soon finished shopping around this street.

Later, he also bought a little spice, and a lot of wooden plates and chopsticks.

At this time, he had already reached the end of the street, so he turned around and entered a corner, put all these things into the Qiankun bag, and finally teleported directly to the outside of the town more than thirty feet away.

Ling Xiaoye slightly recognized the direction, then jumped forward, his body floated up, and finally galloped away.

He didn't waste much time in this small town. Coupled with his flying speed, it was no less than those martial artists in the late stage of the Illusory God Realm, and in less than half an hour, he caught up with the flying treasure ship.

Back on the boat, Ling Xiaoye took out all the things he bought and handed them to a few disciples who were usually responsible for cooking.

Then he asked Su Mengyu to slow down, and then called a few disciples who were not bad, and flew out of the treasure ship with him.

"Master, what are we going to do?"

"Go grab something to eat!"

"How?"

"Grab it with your hands!"

Ling Xiaoye's answer was very succinct.

Although the four or five disciples understood what they were going to do, they didn't know what to grab, and they didn't dare to ask.

After a while, Ling Xiaoye pointed to the bottom of the direction of the spaceship and said, "Let's go there!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure flew quickly.

The disciples could only grit their teeth and chase after them.

It was about a cup of tea before they arrived at the position that Ling Xiaoye was pointing to.

"Master, what's next?"

"Wait for my orders. ”

As soon as Ling Xiaoye finished speaking, he casually unleashed more than a dozen phantom flying knives, and swished towards the bamboo forest below.

In an instant, under the bamboo forest, all kinds of screams sounded.

"Alright, you can go down and catch those hexagonal boars. ”

Hearing Ling Xiaoye's words, these disciples hurriedly flew down to the bottom of the bamboo forest.

As soon as they saw the ground, more than a dozen hexagonal wild boars the size of oxen on weekdays were struggling on the ground, dying

For a moment, these disciples were dumbfounded.

This hexagonal wild boar, although it is only a beast, is extremely powerful, even if it is a martial artist in the Wheel of Life Realm, he must retreat and will not be easily provoked.

Moreover, these wild boars still live in groups, and if you accidentally provoke one of them, you may face the crazy revenge of a group of hexagonal wild boars, and even risk your life.

What is very frightening is that the skin of the hexagonal boar is quite hard, and sometimes the medium-grade exercises do not harm it at all!

It is even rumored that the martial artist of the Illusory God Realm inadvertently disturbed the hexagonal boar, and wanted to use the advantage of cultivation to fight these beasts, but he almost lost his life.

Ordinary warriors basically have to avoid these beasts from afar.

Now their boss has beaten more than a dozen hexagonal wild boars to serious injuries in less than three breaths, how powerful is this!

Several disciples looked at each other before they got off the ground, grabbed these hexagonal wild boars, and flew in the direction of Ling Xiaoye.

Ling Xiaoye asked the disciples to throw the wild boar over and stuff it into the beast ring.

Then, several disciples returned and grabbed the wild boar for Ling Xiaoye.

Two or three times in a row, the disciples brought these wild boars back to the editor-in-chief.

Ling Xiaoye hurried to the next location non-stop, in his opinion, just a dozen hexagonal wild boars were not enough for more than 300 people in Qinglanmen to eat for three days.

The flying treasure ship flew forward unhurriedly, while Ling Xiaoye and the others stopped and stopped, putting away those injured beasts from time to time.

It took almost half an hour, and Ling Xiaoye asked his disciples to catch more than a hundred edible beasts, and then called the disciples to return to the spaceship.

After Ling Xiaoye returned to the ship, he personally took the helm and increased his flight speed.

The Beilong Mountain Range, from the north of Qinglan Gate to the east of Qinglan Gate, is like a bent bow, enclosing half of Qinglan Gate.

On this mountain range, there is a treasure left by a mysterious powerhouse, the Treasure Pavilion.

The entrance of the Treasure Pavilion was particularly narrow, but it was carved out by the disciples of Tianyi Pavilion at the beginning, and it became much more spacious.

Ever since Ling Xiaoye ordered Master Ruochen to close the Treasure Pavilion, there was basically no trace of a martial artist here.

So they came all the way and didn't meet any warriors.

Ling Xiaoye parked the treasure in mid-air, and let the disciples who could fly fly to the entrance with the same sect that could not be vacated.

More than 300 people, and it took a little time to complete the transfer.

In this way, the group of Qinglanmen entered the passage and rushed to the true entrance of the Treasure Pavilion.

Because many disciples were still weak, the speed at which they traveled was not very fast, and it took half an hour for them to reach the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion together.

After not returning here for a long time, Ling Xiaoye suddenly felt a little strange.

He stood in front of a pale white curtain of light, remembering what he had done here a few months ago.

"New master, you're back!"

A voice sounded leisurely.

Ling Xiaoye replied: "Master Ruochen, long time no see!"

"It's been more than two months, and I thought you weren't coming back. ”

"How is it possible, didn't I ask a friend to come here to find Yu Lao back?"

"Well, I know. ”

"Okay, then let us in!"

Ruochen, the machine spirit, did not reply, but the pale white light curtain began to slowly disappear.

So, Ling Xiaoye said to the people of Qinglanmen behind him, "Let's go in! We will all spend the next month." ”

When everyone heard this, they rushed in, and all of them quickly arrived inside.

Ling Xiaoye was the last to enter, and he said to the machine spirit Ruochen: "Close it, we won't go out until a month." ”

"Okay, whatever you want. ”

Ling Xiaoye suddenly remembered something, and he said to Ruochen, "Trouble you, teleport us to the Underworld." ”

"Well, there are so many of you that you can only send in batches. ”

"It doesn't matter, just get there. ”

"Then call these people and get ready. ”

When Ling Xiaoye heard this, he turned to the people in Qinglanmen and said:

"It's safe here, so don't worry about harassment or revenge. But later, it will be teleported to one place in batches, and those who have been teleported over, don't run around yet, wait for my arrival, understand?"

"Understood!"

The disciples of the Qinglan Sect all shouted one after another.

However, the three or four elders, Zhuang Meng and Tang Yuan, were a little confused. Su Mengyu was the same, she asked, "This place, you are familiar with it, right?"

"Yes, don't be afraid, there is a machine spirit here, listen to me. If you don't believe it, you can ask Lao Jia and Lao Niu, they also know it. ”

Ling Xiaoye smiled and replied.