Drunk Immortal Gourd

Elder Wusi threw the shuttle into the air, and the treasure swelled with the wind. In the blink of an eye, it reached seven or eight feet in length and nearly two feet in width. The middle part was sunken, like a big ship.

Qingyang had also heard something about the treasure in front of him. This object was called the Swift Wind Shuttle. It was a high-grade spiritual weapon. It was specially used to carry people in the Qingfeng Palace. Its speed was faster than that of ordinary foundation-building monks flying at full speed. Although this thing can carry many people, it is troublesome to control. Only the spiritual thoughts of Jindan monks or late-stage foundation-building monks can sustain it for a long time, and it is rarely used under normal circumstances.

Elder Wu Si straightened up and stood at the front of the blast shuttle. Then he said to the people below: "Let them all come up. Qing Xin will lead someone to count the number of people."

Elder Wusi gave an order, and the disciples who participated in the trial of Chaotic Demon Valley jumped up from the ground one after another, and jumped on the wind shuttle. Qingyang and Chen Biwang were no exception. Then Qingxin Sanren, the head of the outer courtyard, also brought the other four architects of the outer courtyard. I was in charge of the base period and got on the wind shuttle together.

As for Master Uncle Deng, Master Uncle Qi and others who are familiar to Qingyang, they need to stay in the outer courtyard of Qingfeng Palace. The trial in Chaos Demon Valley takes a long time, and the leader of the outer courtyard, Qingxin Sanren, will not be able to return in a short time. Enough people must be left in the outer courtyard. Take care of things.

There are seventy-four Qi Refining Stage disciples, plus the five Foundation Establishment monks from the outer courtyard and the Golden Core Stage Elder Wusi, a total of eighty people. Although the Wind Shuttle is large, it is still a bit crowded for so many people to go up at once. However, the crowd was the Qi Refining Stage disciples at the back. Elder Wusi and the five foundation-building monks were standing at the front of the blast shuttle. The space here was much looser than at the back.

Qingxin Sanren counted the number of people and saw that everyone had arrived. Elder Wusi slapped his palm in front, and the blast shuttle immediately rose into the air and galloped away into the distance.

When he first joined the Qingfeng Palace, Qingyang had taken a ride on Uncle Jiang's wind boat. At that time, he already thought it was a great treasure, but compared with the wind shuttle under his feet, it was like a world of difference. Not only was the wind boat small in space, it was also slow in speed. It could only seat a few people, and it only traveled a little over a thousand miles a day. This blast shuttle has a large space and can accommodate 80 people at a time, and its speed is about 50 to 60% higher than that of the wind boat.

Of course, this is also related to their levels. The wind boat is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, but the wind shuttle is a high-grade spiritual weapon. It is also much more difficult to control than the wind boat. Only Jindan monks and Qingxin Sanren can build foundations. Only cultivators in the later stage can sustain it for a long time. If Master Jiang, who has only the early stage of foundation building, is allowed to control the wind shuttle, his mind will be exhausted in two or three hours at most.

Elder Wusi and Qingxin Sanren took turns controlling the blast shuttle, flying day and night for two consecutive days, and finally arrived deep in the mountains. This mountain range is the center of the Demon Burial Mountain, and the large dark valley not far ahead is the Chaos Demon Valley.

The disciples of Qingfeng Hall stood on the blast shuttle and saw from a distance that no less than two to three hundred people had gathered on the hilltop below. At this time, there were only a few days before the trial in Chaos Demon Valley. Many immortal sects came earlier than Qingfeng Palace, and the earliest ones had already stayed here for five or six days.

However, only one of the seven immortal sects came, which was the Demon Suppressing Hall closest to Chaotic Demon Valley. The Demon Suppressing Palace and the Burial Demon Mountain are located in the same mountain range, and the two places are not very far apart. The reason why the Demon Suppressing Palace was named was because it meant suppressing evil spirits.

Almost all of the Seven Immortal Sects are located in Zhongzhou in the Kyushu Continent, not very far from the Demon Burial Mountain. However, the small and medium-sized Immortal Sects are different. Some of them specifically set up their sects in other places in order to avoid the influence of the Seven Immortal Sects. Some states are far away from the Demonic Burial Mountain, tens of thousands of miles away. In order to avoid accidents on the road, they set off earlier, so of course they arrived very early.

Elder Wusi found the direction and controlled the blast shuttle to land on the mountain. The other monks had already noticed the blast shuttle in Qingfeng Hall, and they all rushed towards Elder Wu Si.

At the front was a big man with a beard, a leopard head, ringed eyes, bare feet, and a flat chest. His muscles were like knives and axes, and his messy hair hung randomly behind him. He looked like a wild man in the mountains. However, this person's momentum seemed to be higher than Elder Wusi's.

Behind the bearded man, there were dozens of monks, some of whom were also cultivated in the Golden Core. However, their aura was much weaker than that of the bearded man and Elder Wusi. The remaining monks were all late-stage foundation-building monks.

No one needs to introduce him. Qingyang can tell just by his own observation that the bearded man in front should be the Jindan elder of the Demon Suppression Palace. The Jindan monks in the back are the heads of several medium-sized immortal sects. Ji monks are the leaders of other immortal sects.

In the entire Jiuzhou Continent, in addition to the seven major immortal sects, there are nearly twenty medium-sized immortal sects. Some of them are led by the masters themselves, and some are led by elders in the late stage of foundation building. The medium-sized immortal sects are far behind the seven major immortal sects. Even the leader of the sect who is also a golden elixir monk is not as good as the bearded man and the elder Wusi in the lower position, unless his cultivation level is much higher than the two.

As for the small immortal sects, there are forty or fifty in number. The ones with the highest cultivation level among their sects are in the late stage of foundation building. Almost all of them are led by their masters. However, the number of people participating is also small. There may be as many as five or six. The worst part was that only two disciples participated.

Seeing the wind shuttle falling, the bearded man said: "Old Wusi, the second of the seven immortal sects has finally arrived. I, the Demon Suppressing Palace, have been waiting for you here for a long time."

Elder Wusi laughed and said: "Hahaha... Fellow Taoist Manlin, being close is really good. Every year, you come to the Demon Suppressing Hall first. Isn't this a waste of geographical advantage?"

Hearing what Elder Wusi said, Man Lin said angrily: "There is a damn advantage. The trial in Chaos Demon Valley relies on the sect's foundation and the efforts of the disciples. Elder Wusi, do you mean you can't afford to lose?"

Although the Demon-Suppressing Palace does not rank first in terms of the number of demon-seeking orders issued each time, it is still much more than the Qingfeng Palace, with an average of about ninety. It is not generally ranked second or third among the seven immortal sects. How could Elder Wusi not be jealous? But that's all they said, they just had a few words, and there wouldn't be any disputes over this trivial matter.

At this time, several other Jindan monks also gathered together. Some of them knew each other and chatted a few words to reminisce about old times. Those who did not know each other could be regarded as acquaintances at this meeting. As for the foundation-building monks at the back, they could only watch from the sidelines. They were not qualified to interrupt casually.

After standing there chatting for a while, the elder Man Lin from the Demon Suppression Hall still had something to say, and said: "Old Wu Si, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I have a lot of unused materials on hand, and some urgently needed things. How about we find a place to exchange?"