An Bai didn't know what was going on, and when he saw Hua Chongjin, he was about to go up to fight, but Hua Chongjin felt that he was in human form after all, and he couldn't deal with the little demon beast.

But although An Bai is small, his strength is not weak, and after coming and going, the two of them are targeted.

However, there is still a sense of proportion, and if he didn't really hurt the other party, Ling Niantian didn't care.

Fu Jinyun sneered as she watched from the side, "Is it really okay?"

Both of them are not large in size, and they don't use spiritual power, but their claws scratch each other's faces, and in just a while, there are a lot of white hairs on the ground.

Ling Niantian grabbed a book and continued to read it, waving his hand casually.

If you ask who is the most financially powerful in Zhongzhou, there must be a palace among them.

Fu Jinyun pointed to the flying spirit weapon in front of him that was more luxurious than most sects and said, "This cost nearly a billion spirit stones, and we have been studying how to upgrade it to an immortal weapon recently, but it is estimated that it will take more than ten years to really succeed."

"Don't worry about speed, about 4,000 kilometers in an hour, you should be in the secret realm of painting at night." After that, they still have nearly a day to prepare.

"I'm still leading the way." Fu Jinyun looked at the fifty people who had been assembled below, and said in a loud voice, "Are there any more questions?"

"Nope!"

"Boarding the aircraft."

I don't know what Zhao Zhao told Fu Nian, he didn't make any more fuss about entering the secret realm, nor did he keep pestering Zhao Zhao, and it was visible to the naked eye that even the cultivation and refining tools had worked a lot harder.

The palace master was very pleased with this situation, so with a wave of his hand, he doubled the amount of schoolwork.

"What about your people?" Fu Jinyun looked sideways at Ling Niantian, "Haven't come yet?"

"Went up." Ling Nian tilted his chin and pointed in the direction of the flying machine.

Fu Jinyun only saw a few black shadows flashing by, and then quickly concealed a few dead corners of the aircraft.

「……」

If he hadn't been involved in the design of this flying spirit weapon, he might not have been able to spot those people.

Fu Jinyun sighed, "Your people are really powerful."

"After that, I will be the only one who will act with you, and they will hide in the shadows to reconnoitre, provide information about the surroundings, and respond to emergencies."

Fu Jinyun nodded, "It just so happens that the melee ability of the Qi Palace is not good, with them, it can be much safer."

When the aircraft starts to fly, a barrier will rise above it to resist the blowing winds, and it will also have a certain effect on the attack of the outside world.

At full speed, the mountains on land are just a flash, and the mountains and rivers are all at your feet, which will give people a very vast feeling.

"When night falls, we can see a beautiful night sky." Fu Jinyun said.

Looking up from the land, there was always a feeling of a flower in a mirror, and now they were standing on a high place, and the stars were exceptionally bright.

"Indeed." The stars are embedded in the dark night sky, and when you look at it, your mood is open.

"Nian Ting, do you know how I felt when I first saw you?"

"Huh?"

"It's a lot of heart."

Ling Nian smiled, "No one has ever said that about me before."

Fu Jinyun shrugged, "You should take it as my refiner's intuition, anyway, people live, whether they yearn for power or fear the rules, they just obey the destiny of heaven as much as possible, and they don't have to think too much."

He didn't know what Ling Niantian had experienced, but he knew that even if he asked, the other party wouldn't say, so he could only comfort him with such a pale face.

It was a long time before a low "um" came from the side.

When they arrived, it was already the second half of the night, but under the not bright night, groups of people could still be seen, and at a glance, there were a dense group of people, very many.

Fu Jinyun controlled the aircraft to fall, and it looked okay from a high place, but as soon as it landed, the visual senses were shocked.

Under the entrance of the secret realm is a wilderness, where there is not much shelter, but people can be seen everywhere.

Fu Jinyun was surprised, "No, all the refiner formations in the Fuhua Continent

The teachers don't add up, do they?"

Maybe it's because you're looking for a lot of thugs? But it's not right, all of them are imposing, and now the thugs are so powerful?

Fu Jinyun rejoiced, "Fortunately, I was looking for you, otherwise I would definitely be pressed and beaten by other array mages."

Even if the people around him cultivated profoundly, Qingwei still silently hid around, unaware, like ghosts, and the night became their natural protective color.

His heart was suddenly balanced, and the monk didn't even notice it, and he couldn't take it for granted as a mage master.

After the creation of the painting school, the combination of formation and refining tools gave rise to the name of mage masters, but refiners are used to saying it, and most people are still used to calling themselves refiners.

Ling Nianting: "......"

She lowered her voice, "These are people from other continents." There were a few auras that were obviously suppressed to the fourth order by cultivation.

There are other continents that exist, and to the more powerful sects, it is an open secret.

「？！！」

He managed to keep his expression, his voice so low that he could barely hear it, "What's the situation?"

After finding a better position, a few people sat down, and Ling Niantian directly set up a barrier with the power of words and spirits.

Isolate sound.

"Although the master of painting is powerful, he will not be famous in other continents." Fu Jinyun scratched her hair, "What should we do?"

"Are you sure this is a place for painting?"

"Well, I'm not sure it's sitting, but there's definitely him in the secret realm." The cause of the death of the master of painting is unknown, and the formation mage is in awe of his predecessors, so he calls it the place of sitting.

"Then there may be other powerhouses in this secret realm." He is still a person with a great reputation, so he attracted monks from other continents to come, "In this way, there are only ten people left in the Instrument Palace, and the rest will return in place after we enter the secret realm."

Fu Jinyun: "There are so few people, it's too dangerous, right?"

"There are too many people, the target is too big, and you are not very adaptable, so it is difficult to avoid danger when there is danger."

Fu Jinyun was silent, not to mention that they were not strong, they were dealing with equipment all day long, and their reaction ability was like a toddler compared to Qingwei.

"Okay, leave all the magic weapons on your bodies, especially the offensive and protective ones, and the commonly used refining materials."

If they run out of magic weapons, they can still refine them.

"Wait until you're sure everyone is in the secret realm before leaving." Ling Niantian reminded.

Otherwise, if they are seen and know that there are few of them, they will inevitably be at a disadvantage if they are right.

"Then take care."

Their magic weapons were full of two spatial rings, and Ling Nian smiled and said, "Rich and rich."

This is only on these few mages, if the upper and lower levels of the Instrument Palace and the treasure house are combined, it is definitely a monstrous wealth.

Fu Jinyun glared at her, "Give me an immortal weapon, and these two spatial rings can be given to you."

「……」

"Hmph." Fu Jinyun sneered.