Chapter 127: Qingyun Sect
The large flying boat raised its sails, encased in a transparent protective cover, slowly lifted, and then gradually accelerated, flying off into the distance.
At this moment, whether it was standing on the boat or the disciples under the boat, an incomparable sense of pride rose in their hearts.
Look, this large spirit boat is their own!
The spaceship passed through a cloud and mist, completely left the range of the Nine Hour Sect, and after flying for about half an hour, it began to slow down.
Qingyun Sect is not far from the Nine Seasons Sect, and it can be reached in half an hour by flying quickly, and flying slowly and leisurely can not exceed an hour at most.
The traveling disciples felt that they had already arrived before they had flown much, and until the spaceship hit the ground, they still felt a little unsatisfied.
Alas, the distance between the various sects is too close, and there is no chance to go out of the door.
The spaceship stopped in front of the Qingyun Sect, and there were other spaceships of different colors parked next to it, and it seemed that other sects had also arrived one after another.
Yunlu didn't get off the boat, and the token of the Nine Hours Sect was displayed, and someone soon came to greet her.
"Yun Zongmen, long time no see."
The person who came was the second elder of the Qingyun Sect, and he often asked her to place orders, and they had met several times by video, so Yunlu remembered him.
"Elder Qin, long time no see."
Yunlu opened the ship's protective barrier and let him in.
Elder Qin inadvertently glanced at the spaceship, quickly calculated its value in his heart, and then raised a smile and said, "Sect Master Yun, your sect has developed rapidly in the past few years, and we will all be willing to bow down." ”
Looking at this spaceship, without a 1.8 million medium-grade spirit stone, it can't be taken down at all.
At the beginning, their sect could buy such a spaceship, or the sect master's family had a strong background, so they could buy it, otherwise, every one hundred and eighty years, they would not be able to save it at all.
This Nine Seasons Sect doesn't seem to be rich, I heard that they didn't even have the seeds to plant the spiritual field at the beginning, and they had to go to the forest to find it in person.
It's only been a long time, and even the spaceship can afford it, and it seems that it has made a lot of money.
The people of the nearby sects had their own thoughts in their hearts, and Elder Qin had close contact with Yunlu, but he found other differences.
This Nine-Hour Sect Master heard that he had only built the foundation and cultivated in the early stage ten years ago.
He is a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and he can't see through her a little, but it only took her ten years to improve her cultivation to the late stage of foundation building?
This Nine Seasons Sect Master is not ordinary.
Elder Qin still had a smile on his face, and politely welcomed Yunlu into the Qingyun Sect.
Yun Lu led the disciples down the spaceship, then tucked the spaceship into his sleeve, put a business smile on his face, and followed him to the gate of the Qingyun Sect.
The gate of the Qingyun Sect is slightly cyan, and the size is larger than that of the Nine Seasons Sect, which is because the Qingyun Sect has a higher level.
Stepping through the door, it was a different scene inside.
In front of me is an endless forest, above which are large and small clouds, and above the clouds are small islands in the sky, all of which are large and small attics.
The larger island even has a hill on it.
Sure enough, Qingyun Sect, the sect is as its name suggests.
As soon as the group walked into the gate, the small flying boat parked next to the door consciously flew over.
"Sect Master Yun, please."
Elder Qin led them onto a small flying boat, said a few more polite words, and then turned around and returned to the door to greet the other distinguished guests.
Yun Lu took a group of disciples to sit on the small flying boat, thinking about how much this one would cost.
Li Ruoxi watched the sect master staring at the flying boat and couldn't take his eyes off it, and looked thoughtful, he hit a spirit, and hurriedly reminded: "Sect Master, you wanted to build the Enlightenment Dao Tower before, and now you are collecting the Enlightenment Stones, and you have spent a lot of Spirit Stones." ”
Zhao Tianyou also added: "You mentioned before that you want to build a sect to experience the illusion, and the array and materials are also being prepared. ”
So, now they really don't have any extra money to buy these flying boats.
"Hey, I'm just thinking about what you're nervous about." Yunlu sighed, and couldn't help but think of the past again.
Or her mother Zongbei Daozong is good, small and medium-sized flying boats are like buses, you can see them everywhere, from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, you don't need to fly cranes to travel, just take the flying boat, which greatly saves time.
The Nine Seasons Sect is still too poor, so he has to continue to work hard.
The small flying boat flew directly towards the largest island in the sky.
It's the one that carries a mountain on it.
The small flying boat landed directly on the grass halfway up the mountain.
Next to the meadow, you can see a large hall from a distance, and the people in the cultivation realm have good eyes, and you can see the sign hanging on the main hall: meeting room.
So it's a place dedicated to receiving guests, and it's quite spacious.
Behind the living room is the guest house, and the sects that came to participate in the sect competition were all given a courtyard.
The yard is not big or small, the garden has everything you need, there are just a dozen rooms, one for two people, just right.
"Stay in the yard tonight and have a good rest, and no one is allowed to go out."
"Okay, Sect Master."
A group of imps responded loudly, and then, as if they wanted to discover a new toy, they all gathered in a room and chatted about the day.
Yunlu didn't hear them talking, and after giving the order, she went back to her room to meditate and pranayama.
Tomorrow is the first official appearance of the sect, and she has to take care of her spirits.
But in the middle of the night, she smelled the smell of roasted chicken.
In my ears, I also heard the voices of the little ghosts talking.
"It's confused, I'll just say you're not good at it."
She vaguely remembered that when she was preparing to eat last night, a few imps specially asked for a few freshly slaughtered and unsalted spirit chickens.
Of course, they said they wanted to try cooking their own food, so she left it to them.
Unexpectedly, they went to other people's territory to camp.
It's really the opposite.
Yun Lu pushed open the door and saw a group of teenagers and girls in the courtyard, standing in a row in a panic, enduring it, and couldn't help laughing: "Why, you are doing bad things, and you are afraid that I will find out." ”
"How can it", Qian Lang, the most clever inside, immediately took out the roast chicken hidden behind him, "This is what we are going to honor you, I wanted to surprise you, but I didn't expect to be discovered by you." ”
"Little Slippery Head".
Yunlu wasn't angry, but said, "In the future, in someone else's house, you can't be like this, it's rude." ”
After speaking, she looked at the roast chicken and said, "What are you roasting here, let's come." ”
"Hehe, I knew that the sect master wouldn't be angry, so I kept all the spirit chickens for you."
Several teenagers and girls got out of the way, and the spirit chicken on the ground with lotus leaves was revealed in front of her.
I heard that the roast chicken made by the sect master is the most delicious, and if you don't use this method, you can't hook the sect master out.
Hehe, this is all said by the senior brother and sister, even if the matter is exposed, it is no wonder that they are on their heads.
On this night, the moon and stars were scarce, the light was just right, and the teenagers and girls who had been showing off for several years finally ate the roast chicken made by the legendary sect master.
Not far away, the black-clothed man who silently monitored the every move of each sect reported his every move here truthfully:
Nine o'clock sect barbecued in the middle of the night, unorganized and undisciplined, just a group of rabble, not worth paying attention to.
(End of chapter)