In one of the cabins of the Ziwei Sword Sect to guide the flying boat, Meng Xuan asked Zhen Youqian, "Brother Zhen, do you know how far the Ziwei Sword Sect is from Qingxuan City?"

"This... The younger brother heard that the flying boat can travel 10,000 miles in an hour and 120,000 miles in a day, and it will take me five days to return to the sect to take the flying boat, and I want to come to the sect to be hundreds of thousands of miles away from Qingxuan City!"

"It's so far!In hundreds of thousands of miles?sigh~!I don't know if we still have a chance to return to Qingxuan City!" Meng Xuan sighed as he looked at the scenery outside the window.

Boom~!

Meng Xuan felt a shock from the flying boat, and a rune shield emitting cyan fluorescent light rose from the outside of the flying boat. After that, the flying boat slowly ascended, and after rising above the clouds, it turned slightly in a direction and began to accelerate in a straight line!

This feeling reminded Meng Xuan of the large passenger planes on the earth, but the flying boat took off and landed vertically!

Zhen Youqian enjoyed the feeling of flying at high altitude for the first time, and he was just staring out the window from the beginning of the ascent to the present.

"It's boring! In such a cramped cabin, it's impossible to exercise the physical body! Alas, don't say it!" Meng Xuan sighed secretly. Meng Xuan is now in the early stage of congenital, if he does not use the external force of the elixir, after the calculation of the soul core, it will take more than three years to break through to the middle stage of the innate stage!

"It seems that when I get to the Ziwei Sword Sect, I also have to find a way to make money!Otherwise, the cultivation resources can't keep up, and when I die of old age, I don't know if I can break through the foundation building period!" Meng Xuan said secretly.

I don't know how long it took to be bored, Meng Xuan's heart was shocked, and he received a soul core prompt, and the six soul dao signs left in Qingxuan City lost their senses.

"Is it too far away?1 point of white soul power is still too simple to form a soul mark!" Meng Xuan said secretly in his heart.

Five days went by in a flash!

When~!when~!when~!

Another bell rang, this is almost the Ziwei Sword Sect, and the commander ordered Wei Changqing to summon all the disciples to gather on the deck.

Meng Xuan and Zhen Youqian ran fast and occupied a high position.

"Ahead is the Crape Myrtle Sword Sect Sect Station!Now that the Crape Myrtle Sword Sect has a seven-vein inheritance, those seven thousand zhang peaks are the Seven Vein Residence!If you can be promoted to a core disciple, you can choose one of them to join!" Wei Changqing's flat voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Meng Xuan looked at the huge seven 10,000-zhang peaks in front of him, and his heart was amazed! 10,000 zhang is 30,000 meters, if there is such a high mountain on the earth, it will definitely be crushed by its own weight! Around the seven 10,000-zhang peaks, there are also many slightly shorter peaks. The entire Ziwei Sword Sect was shrouded in starlight, and the place where the starlight flourished was the seven peaks.

Just as the guiding flying boat was getting closer and closer to the sect's station, the guiding flying boat suddenly fell downward.

"The outer disciple station is about to arrive!" Wei Changqing's flat voice sounded in everyone's ears again.

"What? The outer disciples can't even enter the mountain gate of the Ziwei Sword Sect?" for a while, the outer disciples on the flying boat all turned their heads and ears.

Meng Wan'er looked at Meng Xuan with some concern.

"Hehehe! Wan'er doesn't have to worry! Brother Wei will be promoted to an inner disciple soon! If Wan'er is in a hurry, she can cultivate hard! When Wan'er can fly with a sword, it will be very convenient to come to Brother Wei!" Meng Xuan smiled at Meng Wan'er.

"Hmm! Wan'er will definitely work hard to cultivate! Brother won't wait too long!" Meng Wan'er said firmly.

"Alas~!" Meng Xuan sighed and said secretly: "This girl, I don't believe that my brother can quickly be promoted to an inner disciple!

Boom~!

The flying boat shook slightly, hovering hundreds of meters above a bluestone platform!

I saw Wei Changqing flick his sleeves, and a purple light flew out, taking all the outer disciples out of the flying boat and landing on the bluestone platform below.

When he was photographed by the purple light, Meng Xuan smiled at Meng Wan'er and waved goodbye, feeling a little sour in his heart somehow!

Meng Xuan, who landed on the bluestone platform, looked up at the flying boat that was gradually leaving, and scolded secretly: "The Immortal Cultivation Sect really has no talent and no human rights!"

At this time, the steward of the outer gate of the Ziwei Sword Sect, who had been waiting around the bluestone platform, said loudly: "New beginner disciple come with me!"

After saying that, the steward didn't care whether everyone was ready or not, so he used his body to run into the distance! The new disciples who reacted hurriedly followed.

This steward was dressed in a purple-edged robe on a black background, and Meng Xuan glanced at his cultivation, which was at the peak of foundation building, and his soul power was 88 points!

Although they were all new outer disciples, Meng Xuan's Qi cultivation was probably the worst among them. Others can cross five or six zhang in a light breeze, and even those with strong body can cross more than ten zhang.

Meng Xuan, on the other hand, could only use his true qi and physical strength together, running away with one foot at a time, like a mad cow running wildly, attracting everyone's attention. Fortunately, although Meng Xuan ran a little ugly, he was still able to keep up with the large army.

Zhen Youqian is still righteous, follow Meng Xuan's side, don't look at Zhen Youqian and Chumpty, his body is very good! In his words: "What ability is the most important? The ability to escape is the most important!" Meng Xuan thought so!

The crowd had been running for nearly half an hour before they came to a valley area, and the valley and the mouth of the valley were shrouded in thick fog, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

The steward stopped at the entrance of the valley, counted the number of people, and said, "It's okay, no one is left behind!"

Then the steward said, "Come with me, and go to the deacon first!"

The steward took out a cyan jade plaque and shook it at the mouth of the valley, and the dense fog shrouded in the mouth of the valley gradually dissipated, revealing a road ten zhang wide, and a stone tablet dozens of zhang high, which read, "The outer gate of the Ziwei Sword Sect is stationed - Dongquan Valley"! There are still many people in Tsing Yi guarding the side of the stone tablet.

Meng Xuan and the others followed the steward into the valley, only to see that this valley was very wide, and at first glance, the valley was dozens of miles wide and hundreds of miles deep.

Meng Xuan and the others followed the steward to the center of the valley, in the middle of the valley is a complex of buildings, there are probably dozens of attics of different heights, the highest attic has six floors, from time to time there are warriors dressed in white background and purple border outer disciple uniforms come and go between various buildings, quickly passing through.

The steward took Meng Xuan and the others into a large hall, and in the center of the hall sat an old man dressed in purple clothes on a black background, with a huge round mirror suspended above the old man's head, and he didn't know what it was for!

The steward said respectfully to the old man: "Return to Deacon Zhou!

"Oh! Qingxuan City! 192 people! hmm!" Deacon Zhou opened his eyes and glanced at them, and then said, "Since you have entered the outer gate of my Ziwei Sword Sect, you should cultivate hard and strive to officially join the Ziwei Sword Sect as soon as possible!" Zhang Kui, you take them to receive the identity jade plate, the outer disciple costumes, and the elixir!"

"Yes!" Steward Zhang took the order and left with Meng Xuan and other new disciples.

Meng Xuan glanced at Deacon Zhou vaguely when he turned around, 20 points of red soul power, and the energy level was unknown.

Now, Meng Xuan has seen many soul level red immortal cultivators, Meng Xuan secretly asked the soul core, how much is the difference between red soul power and white soul power?

The soul core flashed with white light, and Meng Xuan received a reply, "What? The amount of red soul power is 100 times that of white soul power, and the effect is 10 times that of the same amount of white soul power? Isn't 20 points of red soul power equivalent to 20,000 points of white soul power? This is also too terrifying, isn't it? How strong is my physical body to withstand 20,000 points of white soul power?"