"Is everyone here?" Ye Guangcheng asked.
"Except for Hall Master Chu and Tang Ruxuan, everyone who is supposed to be here has arrived." Ling Mingzi looked at the list and replied.
Ye Guangcheng looked in the direction of the battleship.
Ziguang's battleship was already hanging high in the sky at this time, and all three hundred monks and above were inside.
They are all high-spirited, with confidence and pride written on their faces.
Most of the disciples were just building foundations before, and some of them were just practicing Qi cultivation before. Under the spirit gathering formation, all the nourishment departments have broken through the golden elixir.
At the same time, under the influence of Chu Feng's calligraphy treasure, they exuded a soaring fighting spirit. Standing on the deck of the battleship, they seemed to be ready to go, with a huge sword unsheathed and looking at them.
"Okay!" Ye Guangcheng nodded heavily and drank.
Seeing these monks, Ye Guangcheng remembered when he had just joined the Ziguang Sect and was still a young monk.
At that time, the three great gods of Ziguang were in charge, with half a hundred Nascent Souls and nearly a thousand golden elixirs!
The two sects, Qingyun and Wuya, are just little shrimps in front of Ziguang.
"I'm dreaming back to those days! It would be great if there were no monster wars and no spiritual energy depletion."
Looking at the prosperous and gradually recovering Ziguang Sect, Ye Guangcheng sighed.
"Senior Brother Ye, don't be sad, let's set off." Xi and Peak Master reminded from the side: "We have to meet up with the people from Qingyun Sect and Wuya Sect later."
"good!"
The Lords of the Seven Peaks followed Ye Guangcheng onto the battleship one by one.
Soon after, a woman dressed in white and a woman in green arrived.
It's Chu Feng and Tang Ruxuan.
Seeing that Liu Yanran's condition had gradually stabilized after taking the elixir, Chu Feng felt relieved.
"Why are you wearing a mask when you have nothing to do?"
"Are you handsome?" Chu Feng asked back.
Ye Guangcheng's mouth twitched, and he felt a little more aroused when he looked at Chu Feng who was wearing a silver mask.
"Lend me to wear it if you have time."
"Haha." Chu Feng smiled lightly and expressed his rejection.
…
This time it was Weasel who sailed the boat.
Not to bully it, but everyone unanimously recognized its driving skills.
Driving the boat is smooth and fast!
It can now be said that Ziguang’s technical talents are highly valued!
Soon the battleship started operating under the control of Weasel.
The next breath was already a hundred miles away.
Looking at the flying boat flying away from a high place, Qi Jiangbei sighed, with a hint of melancholy and frustration in his brows.
His cultivation level is only at the early stage of foundation building, and Ku Han did not take him with him on this trip to Zhongzhou.
"Forget it, just practice hard."
After sighing, Qi Jiangbei returned to the Demon Slayer Hall to practice again.
…
Having reached the border of Dongxuan Province, Wuya Sect also followed.
"Brother Ye, long time no see!" Leng Xinghui, the leader of Wuya Sect, made a hearty voice and cupped his fists at Ye Guangcheng.
"Brother Leng, hahaha, your speed is a bit slow, but you can make it easier for us to wait." Ye Guangcheng replied with a smile.
"Haha, isn't it true that there are no battleships? Their flying speed is not as fast as yours."
Treasures like battleships are only available to sects with profound foundations such as Ziguang Sect. Sects like them, who are a rising star, do not have enough financial resources to possess them.
"Then will you come with us?" Ye Guangcheng looked at the Wuya Sect driving five flying boats and extended an invitation. They were now in-laws, so they naturally wanted to treat each other in a friendly manner.
"That's fine. This saves you from having to wait for us when you get to Zhongzhou." Leng Xinghui agreed with a smile.
Then the monks of Wuya Sect began to move to the Ziguang Battleship.
They also sent more than 200 monks this time, including about ten Nascent Souls, which was Wuya's highest combat power.
This is also the result of their starting the Spirit Gathering Formation practice this time.
The reason why so many people came was notified by Zhu Piaoxue, so that if something unexpected happened to Gu He, they would be able to help.
It has to be said that after Zhu Piaoxue and Ye Guangcheng got married, the two sects were truly connected!
"Is this masked monk Chu Feng?" Leng Xinghui asked, looking at the man in white standing on the deck of the ship.
"Haha, that's right." Ye Guangcheng asked in confusion: "You can recognize him even if he's wearing a mask. Are you familiar with him?"
"This man is infinitely charming. He is the only one with such superb temperament." Leng Xinghui sighed.
"hehe."
…
The Wuya Sect monks couldn't help but look towards Chu Feng.
"I wonder what kind of appearance he has under his mask." The Wuya Sect woman with the look of a nympho sighed.
"The back is so handsome, and there must be a stunning face beneath the mask."
"Look at his straight nose and the curve of his lips...you can tell he is handsome at a glance."
someone replied.
"That's not necessarily true. If he is really good-looking, why is he wearing a mask? Isn't it possible that half of his face is extremely ugly?" another woman said.
"Haha, even if you look average, with this temperament and style, you are far ahead of many people. If he comes to chase you...will you refuse?"
"Um." The woman in question was silent for a while, and then looked forward to it: "If it were him, I wouldn't refuse. He has such a good temperament, why do he care about his appearance?"
"Oh, woman!"
"However, the woman next to him, I don't know what his Taoist companion is, I feel that she is not as good-looking as me..."
"It should be so. You see she is still holding his hand. People who are near the water and the towers get the moon first... It's a pity that I am not in Ziguang. He is not a monk of our Wuya Sect... otherwise..."
…
The male cultivators of Wuya Sect looked at Chu Feng with envy and jealousy.
Among the women who spoke before was their Taoist companion...
Special code!
Who the hell can accept commenting and praising other men in front of their fellow Taoists?
Please, we are all cultivators, and the level of cultivation is the key to evaluating a cultivator!
Some veteran Jindan monks secretly used magic to sense Chu Feng's cultivation.
But I found that the aura on his body was restrained and did not reveal the landscape.
In this case, either there is a magic technique with exquisite hidden aura cultivation, or the cultivation level is higher than them!
Then they saw several Ziguang monks in the middle and late stages of Jindan clasping their fists to say hello to Chu Feng. They knew that they had completely lost.
This person is a high-level cultivator of Ziguang, and his cultivation level must be at the middle to late stage of Jindan!
…
Among them, there was a woman from Wuya Sect who looked confused at Chu Feng's expression and was very hesitant.
This person is Wen Luoluo, who had an engagement with Chu Feng in the mortal world.
Although Chu Feng was wearing a mask, she recognized him at a glance.
She was hesitating whether to go over and meet Chu Feng.
"Junior sister Wen, is he really that good-looking? Why do you keep staring at her?"
The man next to her frowned, his tone somewhat displeased.
"Senior Brother Liu... I didn't." Wen Luoluo gritted his teeth and argued.
Senior Brother Liu took good care of her when she first entered Wuya Sect. Later, after they got acquainted with her, he began to pursue her fiercely.
Senior Brother Liu was not good-looking, even a little ugly, so she refused at first.
But alone, with his meticulous care and He Na's unswerving pursuit, she finally agreed...
But later she found out that Chu Feng had also entered the world of immortal cultivation, and she immediately regretted it.
But Senior Brother Liu refused to agree, crying, making trouble, and hanging himself. In the end, the masters and elders of the sect also came to dissuade him.
This feeling has been dragged on until now.
