Xiang Feifei also got up early in the morning. One day she would bring this to Wang Zijia, and the next she would ask if she could use that one and if she needed to bring it with her.
However, at the age of fifteen, as she got along with Wang Zijia more and more, she had a tendency to evolve into an old woman, nagging her endlessly, especially in the past two days.
Wang Zijia was not annoyed and responded patiently.
When the first ray of light of the sun pierced the deep darkness of dawn, spreading light and warmth to the earth, awakening the sleeping sect.
"Ding!"
At this moment, Wang Zijia's ID card sounded a reminder to go to the outer gate of the secular courtyard to gather in the main courtyard.
"Then I'm leaving!" Wang Zijia stood on the paper kite, lowered his head and said to the five girls below.
The five people, including three girls, were looking at Wang Zijia with worried faces at this moment. Bai Qian and Xiang Feifei stared blankly at Wang Zijia, clenching their fists.
"Run away when you see a monster. If you see anything wrong, go into a crowd. If you can't, just find a place to hide. When the time is up, come out."
"It's okay for us to slowly figure out how to deal with spiritual objects. You are still young. Don't keep fighting with monsters just for the sake of spiritual objects. In addition to being careful about monsters, you must also be careful about people, whether they are from the same sect or not. be careful."
In the yard, I gave my final instructions to Feifei.
"Yeah! I understand. Let's go. If you delay any longer, you'll be late!" As the prince spoke, he drove the kite and flew towards the mountains in the core area of the sect.
The five people in the Biyi Courtyard were lost in thought for a long time as they watched Wang Zijia disappear into the horizon.
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The main courtyards of the Twelve Academy were all located on the seven peaks of the inner gate. However, after the outer gate became the Ten Thousand Veins Blooming, the twelve courtyards were established at the foot of the mountain, relying on the protective light shield of the inner gate and surrounding the seven peaks of the inner gate. A general hospital.
It can be regarded as the center of the entire Dao Vein building community. It handles such core things and forms a large building complex, guarding the seven peaks of the inner gate.
Further outside, there are building complexes established by the top branches of each academy, constantly diverging outwards. Hundreds of building complexes of different sizes constitute the entire Wanyu Sect's sect today.
Following the guidance of the formation, Wang Zijia came to the largest square of the common courtyard.
At this moment, the morning sun was rising, and the golden-red light shone, covering the entire square in a glow. Countless paper kites and magical instruments were rising and falling, making it seem a bit noisy, full of fairy spirit, but also with some human fireworks.
Wang Zijia looked around in the air for a moment and found that there were three teams gathering in the square, making preparations for departure.
Wang Zijia followed the mission instructions and came to one of the teams.
He arrived not too early, and hundreds of people had already gathered in the crowd. Almost all of them were young boys at the peak of their abilities.
Like Xiang Wangzijia, there are not many people who show their intermediate cultivation level, and they are more eye-catching.
Everyone gathered together casually in no particular order. Some gathered in twos and threes to chat, some chatted in a circle with a dozen or so people, and some, like Wang Zijia, were alone.
During this process, a group of people nearby did not know what mission they were on. The leader, the uncle, came earlier and left with a large group of disciples in a short time.
When the sun completely rose above the horizon, the three sommelier uncles carried a huge white cloud and landed in front of Wang Zijia and his group.
The voices of the people discussing gradually became quieter. The leader of the three was a female cultivator who still had charm. She wore a gauze white robe and a fairy spirit. She was in her thirties or forties and had a proud figure. She exuded amorous feelings everywhere. , giving people a feeling of ripeness.
"Now that we are all here, let's set off!" The young female cultivator said to everyone without any nonsense, using a cold tone that was contrary to her temperament.
"Disciple, obey!" Everyone bowed in response.
Immediately, under the organization of a few disciples, thousands of top boys began to climb Baiyun. In less than a quarter of an hour, everyone had finished ascending the cloud.
The cloud is very big, and thousands of disciples can live on it without feeling crowded, but it is a bit crude, a bare cloud with nothing on it.
"Set off!"
For a moment, following the female cultivator's order, a rich spiritual light first appeared on the white clouds, and a light shield enveloped everyone on the clouds, and then began to climb and accelerate rapidly.
"call out!"
With a loud sound, the white cloud turned into a stream of light and rose into the sky, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Sitting on the edge of the clouds, looking at the acceleration and sailing speed that were even more exaggerated than those of previous fighter jets, his body did not feel the slightest overload. Even if he hadn't seen the clouds passing quickly around him, Wang Zijia wouldn't be sure if he was flying. .
Obviously, this white cloud aircraft looks simple, but it is not comparable to the sect's standard aircraft [Cloud Climbing].
Looking down, within a moment, Wanyuzong had become very small.
At this time, Wang Zijia's eyes were distracted for a moment, and then he came back to his senses.
In the sect, Du Kang came to the Chaos Consciousness Sea again and saw a new mission.
"I hope you won't disappoint me!" Wang Zijia said in his heart as he looked at the gradually shrinking sect below.
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Because Baiyun is very simple and spacious, but has no private space, Wang Zijia chose to enter meditation.
According to the information, the voyage will not be long.
After flying for about an hour, Wang Zijia heard a commotion, and when he opened his eyes, he found a group of disciples looking at the front right.
Wang Zijia followed everyone's gaze and saw not far in front of them, a huge magic weapon that looked like an ancient ship came into view.
The building ship is no smaller than their white clouds. It is bronze in color and simple in style, flying in the sky.
There is a huge flag hanging on it, with a huge word 'gan' on it.
At this time, Bai Yun under him once again speeded up, catching up with the building boat in front, and walked side by side.
In front of the building, at the very tip of the deck, there were also three wine worshipers standing there. Two officials were dressed up, but the leader was wearing a blue shirt and a Confucian robe.
The few people and the three uncles in front of Bai Yun looked at each other, nodded to each other, and then continued to move forward side by side.
Before everyone could look away, a stream of light quickly approached from the right side of Bai Yun. After arriving, Wang Zijia saw clearly that it was a huge car, or a strange palace.
Pulled by two strange monster horses with red scales on their bodies, flames on their feet, and horns on their heads, they kept pace with the white clouds where Wang Zijia and the others were.
Looking at the buildings, boats, and cars chasing the palace on the left and right, Wang Zijia's mind reflected on the basic knowledge he had learned in the past six months.
Lou Chuan should be from the Daqianxian Dynasty, and Chehu is from the Feixian Sect. They are both forces of the same level as the Wanyu Sect.
(End of chapter)
