The white clouds are lingering, and I often think about lying in the flat silver flying boat, flying to the northeast, and enjoying myself.
Compared to flying by himself, the magic flying boat that Youji later bought from the sect was still far behind. However, it was better because he didn't need to rest and could travel day and night. In this way, the distance traveled every day was more.
In seven or eight days, it is estimated that several spirit beads will be consumed, but Chang Si Guo will not care too much.
The dazzling Xingyin Pavilion silver and jade elder identity plate hung at the front of the flying boat can be walked sideways over the sea. No siren or the occasional monk passing by without long eyes dares to stop it.
A little demon who didn't know the current affairs really jumped out and became the prey of the black thorn tree demon.
In addition to King Shentu Wu waking up at a fixed time every day to help him temper his soul and body, at other times, he often thought about lying in the cabin drinking wine, watching the clouds rolling in the distance, the sea and sky being the same color, thinking about the unconstrained inspiration that suddenly burst out, trying to integrate the magic and boxing theory Go in.
He no longer insists on cultivation matters.
Cultivating the mind is the main thing, and cultivating the body is the supplement.
After flying unimpeded, day and night, seven days later, we arrived at the Wuling Territory continent in the far north.
Chang thought that he had the orientation magic weapon purchased by You Ji, and had topographic maps of the land and sea areas of Qingyuan Realm, but he did not have the specific location of the small area of Yingsha Island. He collected the flying boat and flew directly to the nearest Nanlong City. I found the teahouse where the immortal cultivators gathered in the city, drank a pot of spiritual tea, rewarded the waiter with a few white jade coins, and found out the approximate location of Yingsha Island.
After a little trouble, I went around the Wuling Territory, which was already freezing cold, and searched from west to east.
Two days later, Yingsha Island, a hundred miles in size, was found among the scattered small islands more than three thousand miles southeast of Wuling Domain.
Chang Siguo scanned the lush island from the air. He noticed at a glance the Wangyunzhai-style stone houses, stone forts and stone walls in the center of the island. There were many people working in the fields reclaimed on the island.
A rough estimate shows that there are about seven to eight thousand people on the island.
Most of them are low-level monks and mortals with little cultivation. There are five sixth-level auras in the castle.
As Chang Siguo approached about a hundred miles away from Yingsha Island, the masters on the island took off one after another. The mortals and low-level monks below threw away their tools and ran towards the stone castle amidst the sound of conch trumpets. They were busy but not in a hurry. The formation light lit up above the castle.
The smile on Chang Siguo's face faltered for a moment, and he didn't recognize any of the monks who flew into the air to be vigilant.
Then he glanced at the castle below that was similar to Wangyun Village. Chang Siguo looked at the silent people in the distance and asked, "I am Chang Siguo, a friend of Ji Xingchen, Shen Tuhong, and Shen Tujing. I passed by Wu Lingyu, I specially came to Guidao to visit, aren’t they here? Is Mr. Jin here?”
After hearing a series of announcements about the names of Ji Xingchen, Shen Tuhong and others, and claiming to be Chang Siguo, the faces of the people across from them showed smiles, but there was a hint of wariness hidden in their eyes.
One of them, a middle-aged man with a dark red face, stepped forward and said with cupped hands: "I am Ji Xingyun, a distinguished guest. I'm sorry for the neglect. Brother Chang, please forgive me. Ji Xingchen and Shen Tuhong will be back soon."
The aura coming from Chang Siguo's body was relatively obscure, and he only had six calamities of cultivation.
A few people had no other ideas. They had all heard of Chang Siguo who had helped Wangyun Village more than a hundred years ago. Unexpectedly, Chang Siguo's cultivation had undergone earth-shaking changes in more than a hundred years.
Ji Xingyun said it politely, but did not immediately ask Chang Si to go to the city.
Someone landed first. Soon, a woman walked out of the stone castle on the east side of the city. She was wearing a loose black robe embroidered with gold and a weird robe. She was holding a wooden cane in her hand. Her hair was white and her face was rosy and smooth. She looked young. Her breath was like that of a mortal. She raised her head. Look upward.
Chang Siguo was stunned for a moment, and realized that the woman was clearly Ji Youling from Wangyun Village. Then he glanced at the wooden crutch in the woman's hand. It was the item used by Mr. Jin back then, and he immediately understood that Ji Youling had inherited Mr. Jin's mantle.
A beautiful woman with beautiful face and white hair.
Ji Youling became the master of Yingsha Island.
Ji Youling carefully looked at Chang Siguo in the air dozens of miles away. Her left hand wrapped in her wide sleeve kept moving. After a moment, she whispered a few instructions to the Six Tribulations cultivator who was following him.
The cultivator bowed respectfully, took a few steps back, flew into the air, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Chang, Master Jin has invited you!"
Then he turned around and communicated a few words with Ji Xingyun and others who were a little wary.
Chang Siguo saw the wariness in several people's eyes disappear, and suddenly became enthusiastic. They all extended their hands to invite him, and he smiled without revealing that they were wary of his identity as a killer. He got a reminder from Ji Youling below, and then put it down. Be wary.
A killer can only last for a hundred years, and he has long ceased to be a killer.
As everyone fell into the city where the formation shield was lifted, they met Ji Youling and said, "I have seen Master Jin."
Ji Youling had a kind of confidence belonging to a wise man. She bowed slightly in return and said with a smile: "Long time no see, fellow Taoist Chang... Hey, wait..."
The wooden crutch she held in her hand emitted uncontrolled light and flew into the air, dancing mysteriously.
Ji Youling's face changed drastically and she couldn't help but take a few steps back. The aura on her body became very strange, like a monk but not a monk, which was about the sixth level of cultivation.
The few people didn't know what was going on, and they all looked wary, intentionally or unintentionally standing between Chang Siguo and Master Jin.
Chang Siguo knew that it was King Shen Tuwu who had woken up from Chi Beidao, but he said nothing and watched the scene of the other party's recognition of their marriage with cold eyes.
The wooden crutch held by Ji Youling turned into strange translucent colored crystals, and the colorful light flying in the air surrounded her, forming a complex rune. Ji Youling had already woken up from disbelief.
She already knew the secrets about Wangyun Island after taking up the mantle of Jin Lao.
"Step aside!"
Ji Youling shouted. Under the gaze of everyone who retreated to both sides, she straightened her robe, let go of the colorful crutch standing on the ground, stepped forward a few steps, bowed with her knees on the ground, and bowed to the ground. She said in her mouth: "Wangyun Island No. 1 On behalf of Wangyun Island, the Thirty-second generation Master, we sincerely welcome you back! Fortunately, you are finally back."
Everyone was at a loss. They looked at Master Jin who bowed to the ground with a great gift, and then looked at Chang Siguo, the old god.
They hurriedly knelt down and worshiped, not daring to continue standing.
It was too sudden, too unexpected.
This situation was beyond their expectation.
Chang Siguo stretched out his hand to support him and said: "Senior said that Master Jin's hard work makes great achievements. Thank you for your hard work. Please get up."
In one sentence, Ji Youling, who was lying on the ground, had tears streaming down her face. She paused and said, "As long as you can come back, all the hard work and effort will be worth it." After saying that, she slowly got up.
Others stood up, and some people lowered their heads thoughtfully.
Chang Siguo watched Caiguang converge towards Muguai and helped deliver the message: "Senior, please don't alarm the troops and mobilize the crowd. Go to the secret room of Jinbao and recruit all the experts who are out."
"Yes, follow your decree."
Ji Youling wiped away the tears on her face, took a few steps back, held the wooden crutch, and bowed to Chang Siguo: "Fellow Daoist Chang, thank you for coming, please come this way!" After thinking about it, Ji Xingyun and the others were confused. Order: "Play the welcome war dance. Immediately recall all the sixth-order tribesmen outside."
If you can't welcome the ancestor back, you can lower the specifications to express your feelings.
Otherwise, I can't feel at ease.
"yes!"
Several people bowed to accept the order, leaving two people to guard Master Jin while the others flew away in various directions.
Soon, the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the tune was cheerful. There were hundreds of people in the castle, either with small drums tied around their waists or with small gongs in their hands, dancing vigorously and percussively with exaggerated dance steps, and their faces were all beaming with joy.
Chang Siguo followed Ji Youling to the stone castle in the east. King Shentu Wu asked him to stay on Yingsha Island for a while, saying that he would use Wangyun Island's secret method to help him shape his body, temper his soul, and prepare for promotion to the seventh level of spiritual cultivation. .
It was considered as repayment for his extra efforts.
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