The dragon emerged from the sea of clouds, attracting thunder from the sky.
Su Bing waved his hand and scattered the dozens of sky thunders.
The dragon's mouth was caught by the fishhook, and it kept rolling in the air, making bursts of dragon roars.
"Seeking death!"
Su Bing snorted coldly, and the powerful Tao Yun dispersed.
The body of the dragon suddenly froze and stopped struggling. It flew over and crawled in front of Su Bing, its whole body trembling.
"From now on, stay with me at Qingyun Peak."
Su Bing flicked his finger, and a beam of immortal power shot into the dragon's body.
The dragon suddenly turned into a translucent cloud, flew into the sky, and merged into the mountain-protecting formation.
This mountain-protecting formation seems to be a little stronger.
Su Bing put away the fishing rod and line and couldn't help but smile when he saw Li Mu's foolish look.
"The golden carp just now was a piece of human luck. After being caught by my master, it transformed into a dragon in an attempt to escape."
"This luck looks very strong, but compared to the luck you have, it's just a drop in the bucket."
Li Mu was stunned again, "Do I have so much luck?"
Su Bing nodded and said: "This is what the ancestor said, but I don't know how many specifically there are. Qi Luck is a thing that is transformed by the Great Dao, and it is mysterious and mysterious. I think that the master's ability is just a glimpse of the door, but you can't see it. There are so many things to understand."
"Perhaps, I was able to catch this luck dragon because I was affected by your luck. Who can say for sure?"
"Stop talking about this, in a few hours, your senior brother will escort the bones of the frontline monks back. As the Holy Son, you are also a close disciple of the master, so you should go and greet them."
Li Mu cupped his hands and said, "Disciple, take the order."
After Su Bing left, Li Mu was still thinking about luck.
"I am blessed with luck, why have I never felt it?"
After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a reason. Li Mu shook his head, put aside these useless thoughts, took out the flying boat, and traveled across the sea of clouds.
But at this moment, two hands suddenly came out from under the sea of clouds and rested on the side of the ship.
Li Mu was startled, and subconsciously ran the Yuan Devouring Art, and used the Qingying Sword.
"Senior brother, it's me!"
Su Ling'er's head popped out, then turned over and got on the flying boat.
"What are you doing hiding down here?"
"I originally wanted to give dad a surprise, but I didn't expect him to actually catch fish in the sea of clouds."
Su Ling'er took out a fish tank from the storage ring. There was a six or seven kilogram grass carp in it, swimming happily.
Li Mu was speechless. This girl was too playful, and he didn't know if she could be more restrained when she became a mother in the future.
Su Ling'er hugged the grass carp and came to the bow of the boat.
Li Mu asked in confusion: "What are you going to do?"
Su Ling'er blinked: "Release them."
Li Mu's face turned dark. He couldn't even pick up the fish with his chopsticks if he dropped it from such an altitude.
He grabbed the grass carp and walked to the cabin.
"Senior brother, what are you going to do?"
"Fish head with chopped pepper."
"Ah? The little grass carp is so cute, senior brother, why are you willing to eat it?"
Half an hour later.
Su Ling'er sat on the bow of the boat, swinging back and forth with her two tender white feet, and burped, "The chopped pepper fish head is really good."
Li Mu sat down next to her, holding a fish bone to pick his teeth, "I heard that after becoming an immortal, you don't need to eat, not even grain pills."
Su Ling'er said: "That's so boring. Dad and the elders are like this. They haven't eaten for many years. Ling'er doesn't want to be like that."
"You don't want to become an immortal?"
"If you become an immortal and cannot eat delicious food, then Ling'er will not become an immortal."
"By the way," Su Ling'er suddenly turned her head, "Where are we going to play now?"
"Dongxian Port." Li Mu told what Su Bing had told him, and Su Ling'er's expression dimmed instantly.
In recent years, evil cultivators have become more and more rampant, killing many sect disciples stationed in the immortal workshop and in the mortal world.
If there is a large-scale war, inner disciples, deacons, and immortals will also go down the mountain to eliminate demons and defend the way.
When there is war, there is death.
In Su Ling'er's memory, floating spaceships carrying corpses would fly back from the front line every year.
The whole boat of corpses became one of the few sad memories she had.
"If you don't want to go, just go back first." Li Mu said.
Su Ling'er shook her head and said stubbornly: "Ling'er wants to see it too."
Li Mu touched her head and said, "Okay."
The flying boat moved forward and soon arrived at Dongxian Port.
This is a huge "port" floating in mid-air. All floating spacecraft entering and exiting the Qingyun lineage must be reviewed and inspected here.
As soon as the flying boat entered the fairy harbor, a monk came with a sword.
Seeing that it was Li Mu, he quickly bowed and said, "I have met the Holy Son."
Li Mu bowed in return and explained the purpose of his trip.
"Please wait a moment, Holy Son, I will inform Immortal Changqing."
Not long after, a Changqing Immortal wearing a white Taoist robe hurried over.
He looks to be in his forties, has a short beard, and is somewhat thin.
Li Mu stepped forward and bowed: "I have met Immortal Changqing."
Su Ling'er also made a bow and said sharply: "Uncle Changqing."
"Ling'er is here too?" Immortal Changqing nodded to Su Ling'er, and then said to Li Mu, "Peak Master and I are fellow apprentices, you can just call me uncle."
Li Mu quickly changed his words, "I have met Master Uncle Changqing."
"That's right." Immortal Changqing took out a storage bag and stuffed it into Li Mu's hand, "Uncle didn't prepare anything for our first meeting. My nephew will use these spiritual stones to buy some things."
Li Mu couldn't refuse, so he collected the storage bag and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Immortal Changqing waved his hands cheerfully, "Thank you no matter what, it's all from my family! Nephew Yuanhua is coming soon, I will take you to the entrance."
A cloud of auspicious clouds emerged from under their feet, carrying the three of them as they flew towards the entrance of Fairy Harbor.
This Fairy Harbor is huge, and huge floating ships hundreds of meters high can be seen everywhere.
Although it was not Li Mu's first time here, he was still shocked by the enormity of these floating ships.
The entrance to Fairy Harbor.
Deacons and disciples from various fairy mountains and blessed places have already been waiting here.
There were thousands of people at the scene, but no one spoke, only low cries.
Depression and sadness are in the air.
Li Mu asked in a low voice: "Uncle, what is the next step?"
Immortal Changqing said: "When the spacecraft enters the port, it needs to be fully inspected to prevent evil cultivators from getting into it. However, this time it is the nephew of Yuanhua who leads the team, and the ship contains the bones of his fellow disciples, so routine inspections are not needed."
"After the floating building boat enters the harbor, I will recite the mantra to comfort the souls of the dead."
"If my nephew is interested, he can recite the Rebirth Mantra after me."
Li Mu nodded, feeling a little heavy.
About an hour later, a white boat silhouette appeared on the horizon.
The crying around them became louder.
After a while, a floating building ship hundreds of meters high and hundreds of meters long sailed into Fairy Harbor.
On the deck of the ship, more than three thousand coffins were neatly arranged.
Next to each coffin stood four sect disciples dressed in black and with white cloths wrapped around their arms.
A monk who looked to be in his thirties was standing on the bow of the boat. He was wearing white clothes and his face was as deep as water.
He patted the coffin board beside him with his palm.
"We're home."
