"Listen to the master!"

"Yes, the boss can go wherever you say!"

"That's right, as long as there is a master, we will definitely listen to your instructions!"

......

"You guys, don't be a sycophant!"

Ling Xiaoye scolded, although he was not very harsh, but he still pretended to be very angry.

In this way, the disciples below all closed their mouths.

Because there are outsiders, it is not good to say many things to your face, lest the listener have the heart and cause any trouble.

So Ling Xiaoye said a few words briefly, and let everyone disperse first.

He flew into the sky, found the blind old man, and the head of the Han family, and said:

"That uncle, the reconstruction work here is all handed over to you, remember, don't let us come back in a month, this place has not been repaired. ”

After he finished talking to this old man, he said to the head of the Han family: "The head of the Han family, you also have a share of the affairs here, so you have to send more people to help this uncle." ”

"Where are you going?"

The head of the Han family asked rhetorically, he thought that something was wrong with Ling Xiaoye leaving here now.

"The sect has been smashed by you bastards, do you want our entire sect to accompany you to rebuild?"

Ling Xiaoye scolded unceremoniously.

This made the head of the Han family a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, it can be regarded as understanding.

After all, the most important thing for a martial artist is to cultivate and improve himself.

If the sect is gone, then you have to find a place to continue cultivating. Otherwise, it's hard to say.

The practice of a warrior monk is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Although the cultivation of martial arts monks rarely regresses, from a certain point of view, if there are no advanced martial artists, others move forward little by little, in contrast, it is a regression.

This Han family head can only do this to understand why Ling Xiaoye wants to leave here.

In fact, Ling Xiaoye didn't care what these two people thought, when he turned around, he also dropped a sentence: "In a month, we will come back, if it doesn't achieve the effect I want, when the time comes, you know what to do!"

After saying this, Ling Xiaoye flew towards the flying treasure ship without looking back.

In the sky above Qinglan Gate, only the blind old man and the head of the Han family were left.

A moment later, Ling Xiaoye returned to the Flying Treasure Ship. As soon as he came back, he asked Su Mengyu to control this flying treasure ship and fly towards the south.

Su Mengyu's cultivation has not fully recovered, so the mana she injected is not too much, and the speed of her flight is naturally not very fast.

After about a stick of incense, Ling Xiaoye calculated a rough distance, it should have been more than one hundred and twenty miles.

And his mind probed backwards several times, but found no trace of anyone tracking it.

At this time, he found Guo Mingxin and Li Jiwei, two disciples in charge, and said to them:

"You can help Miss Mengyu and ask her to adjust her direction and fly towards the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion of the Northern Dragon Mountain Range. ”

"Okay!"

The two disciples replied in unison.

"In addition, you have to talk to the Third Elder and the Fourth Elder, or find Uncle Zhuang Meng and Sister Tang Yuan, and ask them to always pay attention to the aura around them, so as not to be targeted. ”

"Oh!"

"What are you going to do, boss?"

Guo Mingxin asked, he was suddenly curious.

"I'm going to buy something to eat and drink. ”

“......”

Guo Mingxin and Li Jiwei thought that Ling Xiaoye was going to do something big, but it turned out that they were just buying things, and they were eating and drinking, which made them very curious.

But they didn't dare to ask, and the way they wanted to say and stopped making Ling Xiaoye want to laugh when he saw it.

Ling didn't answer, he just said, "Don't worry, according to the speed of Miss Mengyu, I only need half an hour to catch up, so don't be distracted." ”

After Ling Xiaoye finished speaking, he flew directly from the side of the treasure ship.

He remembered that fifty miles ahead, there was a small town, and he had brought Xiao Ling'er here before, and he happened to buy some medicinal herbs.

Of course, the purpose of this time was not to buy medicinal herbs, but to buy food and drink.

Because he wanted to take more than 300 people to the Treasure Pavilion for a month.

Moreover, I have to go to the realm of the underworld, the place where I have been inside for seven or eight days, and only one day outside.

The reason for going to the Treasure Pavilion was nothing more than to avoid the limelight, and he could also cultivate in it by the way, and when the time passed, he could return to the rebuilt Qinglan Gate.

Ling Xiaoye made a big fuss about the Han Mansion alone, even if the Han Mansion swore not to trouble him, then other sects or families that were hurt and bullied would have to turn back and seek revenge at that time.

The Treasure Pavilion is like a dust weapon, it can be said to be impregnable, it is difficult for foreign enemies to break in, and it is very safe.

So it's a very good idea to use it as a backup base.

However, there are more than 300 people in Qinglan Sect, most of whom are disciples below the Destiny Wheel Realm, and they need to eat a day to ensure normal cultivation.

So he had to go to the town and buy some dry food.

The distance of more than fifty miles is not too far for Ling Xiaoye, and it only takes a cup of tea to arrive.

Soon, he landed near the town, then changed into his usual practice clothes and walked quickly into the town.

At this time, the sky was already bright, but it was a little cool, and there were not many pedestrians on the street.

On the contrary, on both sides of the avenue in the town, there are already stalls, and all kinds of stall owners are waiting for the day of business opening.

Most of the people here are ordinary civilians, and of course, there are also some martial artists who have cultivated a little bit of fur.

In this kind of place, Ling Xiaoye didn't release his divine thoughts to investigate, there was really no need for this.

The street is only a few dozen feet, and you can walk around it twice.

As soon as Ling Xiaoye passed by some stalls, those stall owners greeted him warmly:

"Guest officer, fresh red fruits, come and taste them, only two pennies per catty!"

"This little brother, come and see the hoe I forged myself! it's cheap, it's light, and it's easy to work!"

"Come on, young man, here are freshly baked fragrant pork buns, eat them in one bite, and you want to eat the second bite......"

......

Ling Xiaoye shook his head, these were not what he wanted.

After walking a dozen steps, he saw a stall selling animal meat.

On this stall, there are red pieces of meat, and on the board, there are several large pieces of fat and thin thighs.

Tired of eating dry food, Ling Xiaoye wanted to buy something fresh and then roast it to eat.

So he said to the stall owner, "How much strength do you need to buy them all?"

The stall owner originally turned his back to Ling Xiaoye and vigorously chopped the bones.

As soon as he turned around and saw Ling Xiaoye's appearance, he thought it was a joke, so he took the jet-black big knife and said:

"Go, go, come early in the morning to joke with you!"