Xiang Feifei also got up early in the morning, and took this for Wang Zijia for a while, and asked if he could use it and if he needed to bring it.

But at the age of fifteen, as she gets along with Wang Zijia more and more, she has a tendency to evolve to an old mother, and she chatters endlessly, especially in the past two days.

Wang Zijia was not annoyed, and responded patiently.

When the first rays of the sun pierced the deep darkness of dawn, it sprinkled light and warmth on the earth, awakening the sleeping sect.

"Ding!"

Wang Zijia's identity card also sounded at this time, and the prompt to go to the outer gate of the secular courtyard to gather in time sounded.

"Then I'm leaving!" Wang Zijia stood on the paper kite and bowed her head to the five girls below.

The five people, including the three girls, also looked at Wang Zijia with a worried face at the moment. Bai Qian and Xiang Feifei stared at Wang Zijia even more stunned, their small fists clenched.

"When you meet a demon, you run, when you see something wrong, you drill into the pile, if you can't do it, you find a place to hide, and when the time comes, you come out."

"It's okay for us to think about spiritual things slowly, you're still young. Don't fight with demons for the sake of spiritual things, and in addition to being careful of demons, you must be more careful of people, whether they are the same door or not. ”

In the courtyard, Xiang Fei Fei made a final admonition.

"Hmmm! I know. Let's go, it's too late if you delay it any longer! As soon as Wang Zijia spoke, he drove the paper kite and flew towards the mountain range in the core area of the sect.

The five people in the Biyi courtyard watched Wang Zijia disappear into the sky, and they were distracted for a long time.

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The main courtyard of the twelve courtyards is all on the seven peaks of the inner gate, but after the outer gate becomes ten thousand veins blooming, the twelve courtyards have established a general courtyard at the foot of the mountain, relying on the protective light shield of the inner door and surrounding the seven peaks of the inner gate.

It can be regarded as the center of the entire Dao Vein building complex, dealing with this kind of core thing, forming a large group of buildings, guarding the seven peaks of the inner gate.

Further out, there are building complexes established by the top veins of each academy, constantly diverging to the outside, hundreds of building complexes of different sizes, constituting the entire sect range of Wanyu Sect today.

Wang Zijia came to the largest square of the secular courtyard according to the guidance of the formation.

At this moment, the morning sun is rising, and the golden red light shines, enveloping the entire square in a glow. Countless paper kites and magic weapons rise and fall, which seems a little noisy, full of fairy spirit, and with some fireworks in the world.

Wang Zijia looked in the air for a moment, and found that there were three teams gathering in the square, making preparations before departure.

Wang Zijia came to one of the teams according to the mission guide.

He didn't come early, the crowd had already gathered hundreds of people, almost all of them were peak boys, with a restrained atmosphere, and they had a lot of background at a glance.

Xiang Zijia is like this, showing not many intermediate cultivations, and it is even more eye-catching.

Everyone gathered together at random without any array, some gathered in twos and threes to chat, some formed a circle of more than a dozen people to talk, and some were alone with Wang Zijia.

During this process, a group of people next to him didn't know what task they were doing, and the team leader, Uncle Shi, came early and left with a large group of disciples in a moment.

When the sun completely rose over the horizon, the three priests carried a huge white cloud and fell in front of Wang Zijia and their crowd.

The voice of everyone's discussion gradually became smaller, and the first of the three was a female cultivator who still had charm, a light gauze white robe, fairy spirit, thirty or forty appearance, proud figure, everywhere revealing the style, giving people a feeling of familiarity.

"Now that we're here, let's go!" The young woman Xiu didn't talk nonsense, and said to everyone in a cold tone that was the opposite of her temperament.

"Disciple obeys!" Everyone bowed in unison.

Immediately, the thousands of peak boys immediately began to ascend to the white clouds under the organization of a few disciples. In less than a quarter of an hour, everyone had completed the ascent to the clouds.

The cloud was very large, and the thousands of disciples living on it did not feel crowded, but it was a little simple, a bare cloud, and there was nothing.

"Let's go!"

In a moment, with the order of the female cultivator, a rich spiritual light first appeared on the white clouds, and a light shroud enveloped the people on the clouds, and then began to climb and accelerate rapidly.

"Whew!"

With a loud explosion, the white clouds turned into a streamer and rose into the sky, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Sitting on the edge of the clouds, looking at the acceleration and sailing speed that were more exaggerated than the fighters in his previous life, but his body did not feel the slightest overload, and even if he didn't see the clouds passing around him quickly, Wang Zijia was not sure if he was flying.

Obviously, this white cloud flying machine looks simple, but it is not comparable to the sect's standard flying machine [Cloud Climbing].

Looking down, in just a moment, Wan Yuzong had become very small.

At this time, Wang Zijia's eyes were dilated for a moment, and he came back to his senses.

In the sect, Du Kang came to the Chaos Sea again and saw a new task.

"Hope you don't let me down!" Wang Zijia, who came back to his senses, looked at the sect that was gradually getting smaller below, and said in his heart.

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Because Baiyun is very simple, although it is spacious, there is no private space, so Wang Zijia chose to settle down.

According to the information, the voyage was not long.

After about an hour of flying, Wang Zijia heard a movement, and when he opened his eyes, he found that a group of disciples were looking at the right front.

Wang Zijia followed everyone's gaze, only to see that not far in front of them, a huge magic weapon like an ancient building ship came into Wang Zijia's eyes.

The building ship is no smaller than their white clouds, the whole body is bronze color, the style is simple, and it flies in the void.

There is a huge banner hanging on it, with a huge character 'Qian' on it.

At this time, Bai Yun under him increased his speed again, caught up with the building ship in front of him, and walked side by side.

In front of the ship, at the top of the deck, there were also three sacrificial wine overhaulers, two officials dressed up, and the leader was dressed in a green robe.

The few people and the three uncles in front of Bai Yun glanced at each other, nodded to each other, said hello, and then continued to walk side by side.

Before everyone could retract their gaze, on the right side of the white cloud, there was also a streamer approaching quickly. Before and after coming to the front, Wang Zijia saw clearly that it was a huge chariot, or a strange palace.

Pulled by two strange demons with red scales all over their bodies, stepping on flames, and horns on their heads, they are neck and neck with Wang Zijia and the white clouds where they are.

Looking at the buildings and boats and the chariot palace on the left and right, Wang Zijia thought of learning the basics in this small half a year.

The building boat should be from the Great Qianxian Dynasty, and the chariot is from the Flying Immortal Sect, both of which are forces of the same level as the Wanyu Sect.

(End of chapter)