Ling Guyue's heart was cold, icy, and hard.

Looking at his reaction, the Qingyun Sect in the upper realm, the disciples must be more than a single digit, but it is definitely not more than three digits, sure enough, the tradition of the Qingyun Sect is that there are few people, streamlined, and a false status......

"Immortal friends, rest assured, follow me back to the sect, the sect will definitely give you the grandest welcome ceremony! And you know what our sect is the most awesome? ”

The immortal surnamed Pang approached Ling Guyue and said mysteriously.

What else can be the best?

The small number of people, the false name, and the grandest welcome ceremony were all right, and Ling Guyue said casually: "It's impossible for every sect disciple to have an independent mountain, right?" ”

"Ouch! I'll just say that Immortal Friends is the most suitable person for our Qingyun Sect, guess right! Our Qingyun Sect has a vast and sparsely populated mountain, and each sect disciple has an independent mountain! Surprised? ”

Ling Guyue twitched the corners of her mouth twice, wanting to laugh, but she really couldn't laugh.

It is impossible to be happy, and it is indeed shocked.

The mountains are still vast and sparsely populated, but it can ruin our Qingyun Sect.

Just as they were about to take the flying boat back to the sect, there was a loud "boom" in the place where they had received the order of the lonely moon, and a huge lump of ore fell from the sky.

"Tut-tut." Immortal Friend surnamed Pang sighed a few times, and then said to Ling Guyue: "Immortal Friend, did you see that thing, it is the forging body mine cave you came out of before, I have to send you back to the sect quickly, and then come over to pick up this guy." ”

Is this forging cave still falling from the sky? Don't be too outrageous!

And this immortal friend surnamed Pang seems to be overconfident, he uses to answer, not fight, and seems to be sure that person will enter the Qingyun Sect.

Forget it, she doesn't ask, she will know when she arrives at the sect, and asking now will only make her more tired.

The Flying Boat of the Upper Realm was the larger and more luxurious she had seen before her ascension.

The flying boat is actually full of immortal energy, and the clouds and mist are shrouded, and as long as the qualifications are not particularly bad in cultivating in this kind of place, they should be able to achieve something.

This is the advantage of having fewer disciples.

In other sects, there may be hundreds of resources that thousands of disciples compete for, but in Qingyun Sect, it is only a fixed resource for a few disciples.

In general, it's just one word, trench!

The trench is inhumane.

The flying boat was operating normally, and the immortal friend surnamed Pang appeared in front of Ling Guyue flatteringly with a plate of immortal grapes, "Immortal friend taste this immortal fruit, it is tender." ”

This thing is not eaten in the shadow, and the fairy energy contained in it is quite sufficient.

Ling Guyue took one and ate it, and found that the taste was not as good as that of the shadow, and even the fairy energy was very little.

But I heard the immortal friend surnamed Pang boast, "Immortal friends are more than that, this immortal grape is a rare thing in the upper realm, except for the monopoly of the Heavenly Palace on the clouds, more than eighty percent of the others are in my Qingyun Sect." ”

What a big breath.

I just don't know if this heavenly palace on the clouds refers only to those palaces on the clouds, or to a specific place.

Ling Guyue asked him: "Immortal friend, I don't know where this Cloud Heavenly Palace is?" ”

"Shhhh Shhhh Immortal friends don't want to die? Even the Heavenly Palace on the clouds dares to inquire?! ”

Obviously, you mentioned it yourself first, and you didn't let anyone mention it.

Smoothly all the way to Qingyun Sect.

The hot gold plaque is much more atmospheric than the nether realm, and there are many colorful auspicious clouds floating in the air, and strings of "magpies" are arranged in a huge heart shape coiled in front of the plaque.

Eight male disciples danced in front of the mountain gate with colorful flowers in their hands, shouting in their mouths, "Welcome home!" ”

(End of chapter)