After receiving the task, Wang Yuan began to prepare.

The Yellow Sand Jinyan vein is far away from the Qingyun Sect.

Although this mission is a year, Wang Yuan himself is worried that there will be any accidents, so before setting off, Wang Yuan must be prepared.

All kinds of talismans, pills to restore injuries and spiritual power, you have to prepare some.

Wang Yuan still had a surplus of two or three hundred spirit stones before, and this time he spent all of them.

Originally, Wang Yuan still wanted to buy magic weapons, but then he gave up after thinking about it.

The spiritual water sword and shield in his hand are enough, and there are no shortcomings for the cultivation in the middle stage of qi training.

And the focus for the next period of time is still the cultivation of spells and sword techniques.

In a flash, five days passed.

On this day, nearly 100 people gathered outside the mission hall.

Wang Yuan stood in the corner, not saying a word.

If before, Wang Yuan still felt that this trip was a little dangerous, then this time when he saw so many gorgeously dressed disciples around him, he completely discovered the strangeness of this.

Among these nearly 100 people, most of them are disciples of the big families of the sect.

Great fame.

Several of them are at the seventh level of Qi cultivation and the eighth level of Qi training.

He is the genius of the major families of the sect.

This kind of disciple is going to carry out the mission, and it can't be really dangerous.

Wang Yuan closed his eyes and breathed, and his heart slowed down. After a long time, he felt that something was wrong, and when he opened his eyes, Wang Yuan saw a man and a woman not far away.

The woman's double eyes are cut water, and her face is like white jade, it is Zhang Ping.

The man is naturally Zhang Ping's Taoist companion Fu Feng.

It's just that Fu Feng looked at Wang Yuan at this time, with a wary face.

Wang Yuan's face was depressed, and he felt that he was constipated.

How can you meet two people in this mission?

But looking at the second generation of other families around me, I understand it again. Obviously, Fu Feng is also a second generation, but it seems that he has a bad relationship with other second generations, and he belongs to the nouveau riche.

Fu Feng and Zhang Ping whispered a few words, and then walked towards Wang Yuan.

"Senior Brother Wang, long time no see. ”

Fu Feng said hello.

"Senior Brother Wang. ”

Zhang Ping also spoke.

"I've seen Senior Brother Fu, Senior Sister Zhang, Senior Brother and Senior Sister when the wedding will be held, remember to call me, and send a congratulatory gift when the time comes. ”

Wang Yuan said with a smile.

When Fu Feng heard this, he grinned instantly, as if a flower had bloomed on his face, and his attitude towards Wang Yuan was much better:

"It's simple, but my father wants me to advance to the Ning Yuan period before I can get married, so I can only wait for a while. ”

Wang Yuan nodded, no wonder Fu Fengxiu made such rapid progress.

When I watched it before, it was only the sixth layer of Qi training.

It's only been two years now, and I've been practicing the eighth layer of qi.

Even with the help of Uncle Fu, it has accumulated for a long time, but this progress is too fast.

However, this also shows that Uncle Fu is very good, and he has suddenly grasped the sore spot of Fu Feng, and he can only cultivate hard. And Wang Yuan was secretly surprised when he looked at Zhang Ping.

"Senior Brother Fu has already practiced the eighth layer of qi, it is estimated that it is not far from the advanced Ning Yuan, at most it will only be ten years and eight years, and Senior Sister Zhang's progress has also made me ashamed, and I have actually cultivated to the peak of the sixth layer of qi training. ”

Wang Yuan praised with envy.

I really envy it.

It took two or three years for this wind to go from the sixth layer of qi training to the eighth layer of qi training.

At this speed, Wang Yuan estimated that he would not be able to reach it.

And Zhang Ping's progress is not ordinary.

Zhang Ping is only under the spiritual root, as far as Wang Yuan knows, Zhang Ping is not an ascetic, and his hard work may not be as good as Wang Yuan's, but in the past few years, his cultivation is the same as Wang Yuan.

After the rich second generation, it was really different.

Wang Yuan complained in his heart.

"Senior Brother Wang is worthy of being a rumored ascetic, Senior Brother Li Xiang is right, it's only been a few years, you have gone from the third layer of Qi training to the sixth layer of Qi training, which is really powerful. ”

Zhang Ping also praised.

Wang Yuan smiled and didn't respond.

Zhang Ping said:

"A few days ago, someone from the Wang family sent a letter to me and asked me to pass it on to you. ”

As he spoke, he took out a jade slip from the storage bag and handed it to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan was slightly stunned, but this jade slip was checked.

In the jade slip, the content is very simple.

The Wang family seems to have developed recently, and the relationship with the Zhang family has improved.

The uncle of the Wang family was persuading Wang Yuan to defect to Zhang Ping, obeying Zhang Ping's instructions, and saying that the family had recently gained some benefits, and two of them were trying to advance to the Ning Yuan period, if Wang Yuan did well, he would also have the opportunity to try to advance to Ning Yuan.

Wang Yuan carefully looked at the jade slip twice, and then put it in the storage bag.

"Thank you, Senior Sister. ”

Wang Yuan said very politely, with a hint of alienation in his words.

Next to him, Fu Feng saw Wang Yuan's attitude, and his face showed joy.

The jade pendant was accepted, and Wang Yuan didn't have any feelings for this Zhang Ping, so he naturally had to do it in place, keep a distance, and not let Fu Feng have any suspicions.

After all, even if Fu Feng is a nouveau riche, the identity of the second generation cannot be faked.

If you can, don't provoke.

Moreover, this time the news of the Wang family also gave Wang Yuan an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Saying goodbye to the two, Wang Yuan waited quietly on the side.

Soon, it was time for the appointment.

In the distance, two rays of light appeared.

When the light fell, one of them was wearing a Taoist robe, his eyebrows were red, and he looked unscrupulous, and it was not easy to provoke at first glance, while the other was older, kind and kind, and very kind.

"Okay, are the many disciples ready?"

The kind-eyed old man asked.

Immediately, a disciple in charge stepped forward:

"Uncle Zhang, one hundred and thirty-six people, all of them have arrived, and they can leave at any time. ”

"Hmm. ”

Senior Uncle Zhang nodded, then turned his head and said to the red-eyed monk next to him, "Then Senior Brother Zheng, let's set off." ”

"Good. ”

Uncle Zheng said very little.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhang stretched out his hand, and a small boat rose in the wind, dozens of zhang long and wide in the blink of an eye, and fell in front of everyone.

"Go up, for if you are in a hurry, you don't know how long you will be delayed. ”

Uncle Zhang spoke.

When the rest of the disciples saw this, they immediately had singles, bowed their hands, and flew into the boat.

Wang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he also followed the crowd and got on the boat.

The boat has more than 20 zhang yard, four or five zhang wide, and more than 100 people come up, and it is not very crowded.

After many disciples came up, the light on the bodies of the two Ning Yuan Period uncles shone brightly, and they also came up.

Then Uncle Zhang pinched his hands, and the boat flew up with a whoosh, and then flew directly into the sky.

The monks sitting in the small boat shook for a while, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and one by one they were dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

Wang Yuan is physically strong, and his influence is not great.

This matter, look outside.

There were clouds all around.

The mountains in the distance seemed to shrink.

The trees above the ground are only the size of a palm.

"It's flying into the sky!"

Wang Yuan looked down, and a wave of envy rose in his heart.

In my previous life, I didn't fly in the air, but it was a completely different feeling to fly around with tools and fly around with my own strength.

"This is a flying magic weapon, it is said that the worst flying magic weapons are medium magic weapons, and it seems that this is indeed the case. ”

A disciple whispered.

The others chatted in low voices.

Most of the disciples here are family disciples, and in the late stage of Qi cultivation, they have a wide range of knowledge, and they can recognize this treasure at a glance.

Wang Yuan secretly marveled in his heart, the monks of the Ning Yuan period were really different.

This retreat technique is said to be less than traveling thousands of miles a day.

Only half a day later, the boat landed near a mountain range.