Song Hao's face showed a deep expression, and then he opened his mouth like this, the disciple of the Huoyun Sect breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on the big man's face was even more relieved.

He was afraid that the other party would be young and vigorous, and he would not be able to stand a little grievance, so if he didn't agree with him, he pushed the boat down the river and let the Nangong fairy destroy himself.

Don't look at that Nangong lady, she is euphemistic and beautiful, but in the immortal cultivation world of the Martial Kingdom, she is so famous, she is too ruthless, but she will definitely not frown when she makes a decision to kill.

Extinguishing a small Fire Cloud Gate is not worth mentioning to her at all.

Fortunately, it was superfluous to worry, and the young master of the Immortal Kitchen Alliance did not have the intention of killing everything.

He was not only happy, but also very grateful in his heart.

Of course, he would not be naïve to think that this matter would come to an end, there was a wrongdoer, a debtor, and the young master of the dignified Immortal Kitchen Alliance, where was it so easy to offend?

The other party just doesn't care about it for the time being, but if you can't give the other party a satisfactory answer, your fate will still be extremely miserable.

He knew that.

glanced at Song Hao.

In his eyes, there was no longer half of the flying and domineering just now, but instead of respectful submission.

A soldier who surrendered without a fight, Song Hao once again realized that as the young master of the Immortal Kitchen Alliance, this identity could bring him benefits.

At this point, this matter is over.

And Song Hao and the three of them continued to walk like a pavilion, but they hadn't taken two steps yet, when suddenly a monk's voice came into their ears: "Look, what is that?"

The crowd hurriedly raised their heads.

I saw that the mountains were all shrouded in a dense mist, and there was no sign at all, and the milky white mist suddenly began to surge violently.

It is accompanied by melodious fairy music.

Thundered!

After another moment, a thunderous sound came to my ears, and the mist spread out in both directions, and a huge spirit boat came into view.

Or it is more suitable to become a painting boat, because this spirit boat is gorgeously decorated, more than 100 zhang long, and is riding the wind and waves...... No, it should be said that it came from the void.

The monks were dumbfounded.

"Flying Magic!"

"God, such a big flying magic weapon, this is too exaggerated. ”

"The value of this thing is geometric, and I am afraid that ordinary treasures cannot be compared at all. ”

......

For a while, there was a lot of discussion, and the monks present all had a sense of eye-opening.

It's no wonder that in the world of cultivating immortals, flying magic weapons are not uncommon.

Even many powerful monks often use it as a means of transportation, after all, the flying magic weapon is powered by spirit stones, and there is no need to consume the monk's own mana, compared to flying with a flying machine, there are many advantages, especially long-distance travel, which is extraordinarily time-saving and labor-saving.

However, of course, there is nothing remarkable about ordinary flying magic weapons, such a spirit boat in front of you is inevitably a little incredible, more than a hundred zhang long, gorgeous and magnificent, such a huge flying magic weapon, the value is so great, it is indescribable, it is by no means an ordinary sect can afford to use, Qingdanmen is worthy of being one of the seven major sects.

In addition to Nangong Sword Dance's extensive knowledge, the monks present were all moved.

Not only was the spirit boat majestic, but it also flew quickly, and soon made its way through the dense mist to the sky above the garden.

The spirit boat was suspended, wrapped in a layer of wonderful light, and with the dense immortal qi, dozens of Qingdanmen disciples floated down from the spirit boat.

The leader is an old man with white hair, who gives people the feeling that he is already 100 years old, but he is not half of the old age of a mortal, he is in good spirits, holding a whisk in his hand, and bows to everyone: "I'm sorry, let you wait for a long time, in Xia Cao Feng, it is the deacon of Qingdanmen to attract foreign guests, please come with me." ”

Song Hao's divine sense swept over, this old man's strength was much stronger than his own, and he was an immortal cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

The Seven Great Sects, as expected, deserve their reputation, any deacon, the strength of the realm, can be compared with the elders of ordinary sects, if it is some small sects, I am afraid that the strength of the head of the sect is slightly inferior to it.

It's an eye-opener.

However, this old man named Cao Feng behaved very easy-going, as a deacon who received foreign guests, his eloquence was quite outstanding, and a few words made people feel like a spring breeze.

Under the guidance of the disciples of the Qingdanmen, the monks present boarded the spirit boat.

Up close, this huge flying magic weapon is different.

It's too breathtaking, but the details are really staggering.

Its preciousness is probably much greater than imagination.

The profound heritage of Qingdanmen is undoubtedly revealed.

Qingdanmen is like this, what about the Immortal Kitchen Alliance?

Song Hao couldn't help but look forward to it more and more.

Especially this time, he realized the benefits of being the young master of the Immortal Kitchen Alliance, and he inevitably had more thoughts and expectations for the future cultivation path.

Soon, everyone had already boarded the spirit boat, and then accompanied by Xianle, a faint low voice came, the spirit boat vibrate, wrapped in a halo, the wind galloped, flew into the distance, and soon disappeared into the dense mist.

Tranquility returned to the place, as if nothing had happened.

......

This spirit boat is not only majestic, but also flies very fast, and the road is not far, so it has just been on the boat, and it feels like it didn't take long for the spirit boat to stop.

It's here!

The beautiful scenery is like this, looking at the fairyland in front of him, most of the monks present showed a shocked color.

What is called the blessed land of the cave, there is the best description in front of me, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is even a fairyland for adults.

Looking up, Qionglou Yuyu, as if coming to the legendary fairy palace, the pavilions and pavilions with special shapes, the waterfalls that flow straight down from mid-air, the rockeries floating in mid-air, are still moving slowly, everything is as beautiful as a dream, coveted.

That's right, coveting, or envious, envying the disciples of the Qingdan Sect, being able to live in such a blessed land, not to mention that this place is rich in spiritual energy, just such a beautiful scenery, at a glance, it is refreshing.

"Fellow Daoists, everyone has come to the helm of our faction, the press conference of the boutique Tsukidan will be held tomorrow, welcome, please attend on time, as for now, you can walk around everywhere and enjoy the scenery of this faction, of course, some forbidden places are not allowed to break in, but these locations have been marked in this jade cylinder. ”

When Cao Feng said this, he took off the storage bag on his waist, and then turned it upside down, and one by one the meteor-like brilliance flew out from it, and the monks present could see it clearly, their expressions moved, and they also used their magic powers, and grabbed the meteor flying by him in the palm of their hands.

Of course, Song Hao will not be left behind, his eyes are quick, and he also grabbed a flying meteor, and the light converged, revealing an elegantly shaped jade pupil.