A group of young people in the Qi refining period were still unsatisfied with this trial, and they were still whispering their experiences on Zhang Zhengyang's flying magic weapon.

The distance between the mid-stage Qi Refining Stage Disciple Training Ground and the floating island was dozens of miles away, and the distance of taking the Foundation Building Stage Monk's Flying Magic Weapon was nothing.

A quarter of an hour later, all the mid-stage Qi refining stage disciples stepped onto the floating island, but what they didn't expect was that this base camp that had been free in the past had a large number of family disciples today, and they were looking back with joy with a meaningful look.

"Huo Guang has seen Uncle Zhang! What are you from?" This one who spoke out in public was the cousin of the Lei Linggen genius among the children of the sect family, and the little white-faced man who once wanted to use some means to abolish Li Yunlong's talent and qualifications.

"I don't know what the master and nephew are doing here?" Zhang Zhengyang is also nominally a registered disciple of Taibai Jianjun, and he naturally knows the deals and compromises behind many of the high-level members of the sect.

Zhang Zhengyang said this, but he just asked knowingly.

"Uncle Hui, the three ancestors have unanimously decided that the children of the family such as me can also climb this floating island and cultivate on it. The person who replied was not Huo Guang, who spoke just now, but a handsome young man in his twenties next to him, whose cultivation at the ninth layer of the Qi refining period showed that he was also a little genius.

In Li Yunlong's eyes, such a little genius of the family is spoiled, they may be cultivated to a high level, and their spiritual realm is deep enough in cultivation, but that heart is not tempered enough.

Just like what this group of elite disciples of the family is doing now, should it be called a mature and steady?

However, his words still made the young people in the middle of the Qi period behind Zhang Zhengyang indignant, and the faces of several monks in the foundation building period were also very ugly.

It has not been a day or two since the family wants to encroach on the interests of the floating island, and they really don't know what purpose their family Lihuo ancestor actually agreed to the unreasonable request of the family family, allowing them to make pioneering progress.

"It turns out that this is the case! The patriarch has already ordered, from now on, you and hundreds of other people will be responsible for the daily spiritual spring water required by the eighteen medicine gardens of the Floating Island Chaos Star Cliff, don't blame Uncle Shi for not reminding you, the punishment for delaying the normal growth of the medicine garden's elixir is not light!" Zhang Zhengyang's expression on his face was not good-looking, but he couldn't do anything more out of the ordinary to embarrass these juniors in the Qi refining period of the same family.

As for the hundreds of selected high-ranking children of the family, they were in charge of the guys, but they were personally determined by the Fire Ancestor. It can be seen that Zhang Zhengyang is still far worse than his ancestors in this comparison of hearts. People are not afraid of the reputation of bullying the small, and they think that they can make the stingy Lihuo Ancestor Songkou family also have a bloody investment.

"Thank you Uncle for reminding me, before I came, I and other parents had already instructed that everything would follow the rules. Huo Guang emphasized the word rules.

The children of the family here today are not the best hundred, and the core elite of that kind will be fully cultivated by each family in the family lineage, so naturally they will not care about the condition that the aura has been greatly improved after the change of the floating island, which is conducive to cultivation.

Without speculation, Zhang Zhengyang led the disciples of the Xiaoyao lineage who were angry at everyone in the family to go back and summarize the gains and mistakes of this trial.

And at this time, Taibai Jianjun, who has always had a more direct temper, was confiding in Lihuo Zhenjun to complain.

"Uncle Shi, your old man has given me a clear indication! How can you let go of a mouth? Those old foxes of the family have been looking forward to this day, but I don't know how many years it has been!" Taibai Jianjun was not originally a person who liked to fight in the nest, but he had eaten the anger of countless people in the family over the years. He is not a saint who repays grievances with virtue, how can he be willing to use his hot face to stick to other people's cold butts.

"You are the Jiedan monk who has the greatest chance of forming a Yuanying in the future, and some things will naturally be explained to you......" Lihuo Zhenjun has always given people a feeling of being out of tune, and his disguised style of often messing around has really made many family members of the same line of the Jiedan monks not dare to provoke, so that those two senior brothers will not easily offend him. But now Lihuo Zhenjun is like a wise old man who has gone through vicissitudes, without the slight madness of laughter and scolding, and without the recklessness of the first alchemist of Taixuanmen.

He told the Taibai Sword Monarch plainly about the secrets that could cause boundless storms in the Taixuan Gate, and many of the contents were shocked by the identity of the Taibai Sword Monarch and the Taixuan Sect's No. 1 Cultivator.

And most of the time passed, and the content of the final Lihuo Zhenjun made Taibai Jianjun almost unbelievable, good and evil, right and wrong were entangled with each other, and it was unclear which was right and which was wrong, and then Taibai Jianjun regretted it.

The intricate relationship is really not something that a simple person like him who likes to do everything can handle with all his might.

Now Uncle Shi and his old man feel that he has a sense of responsibility and obviously wants to share the burden, isn't this hitting the muzzle of the gun himself?