Family Cultivation: I can upgrade my magic weapon

"Daoyou Li Jiang, don't mess up again when we go to the outer sea to hunt monsters this time. We almost fell into the hands of that sea ape last time."

"Dad, the outer sea is so far away, I don't want to go to Wuyin Island to practice, I want to stay in the family with you."

"Be obedient, your aunt is in Wuyin Island, if you miss home, let your aunt take you back to see."

"Hey, hey, hey, make way, make way, don't block here, the seniors of Xingzong are here!"

With this shout, the bustling conversation suddenly decreased.

Chen Qingyun's eyes followed the sight of the crowd and saw four Xingzong monks walking together.

Three of them wore the uniform uniforms of Xingzong outer disciples. They were all middle-aged and had the strength of the initial stage of foundation building.

The most eye-catching one was the young man in the middle, who was surrounded by the three like a jewel in the palm of their hands.

This person was wearing a robe with star and cloud patterns, and he was tall and slender. His face was full of coldness and a bit of arrogance.

When he saw the monks gathered around him, he seemed to ignore them. He was the first to step into the teleportation array under the flattering invitation of a Xingzong monk next to him.

"It's so eye-catching, and the pomp is quite big."

"Hey, this person is extraordinary. It turns out that he is a core disciple of Xingzong. No wonder."

"Oh? The pride of Xingzong, I can't afford to offend him."

"It's really amazing. I wish I could join Xingzong someday."

Several discussions were heard. When the core disciple of Xingzong heard the discussions around him, a proud look appeared on his cold face, but it soon disappeared.

Xingzong disciples are divided into four levels: menial, outer, inner and core.

Core disciples are at the top, and their status can be imagined.

"Core disciple."

Chen Qingyun looked at the man twice and happened to meet his eyes.

With just this simple glance, he felt like he was facing a dragon that was about to wake up, with a bit of deterrence, giving people the feeling that he was not easy to provoke.

But the other party just glanced at him casually and looked away.

Then, he talked to the three Xingzong monks who were smiling beside him, and didn't care about Chen Qingyun and others at all.

Just a moment later, one of the Xingzong monks showed a majestic look, glanced at Chen Qingyun and others, and said without emotion.

"The teleportation array is about to open, the fee is 22 spirit stones, those who need to be teleported, hurry up, and don't wait after the deadline."

As Liu Zhilan said, it is not expensive to teleport from here, and 22 spirit stones can be teleported to the outer sea.

Seeing this situation, the surrounding monks had no time to pay attention to the core disciples of the Xingzong, and they all paid spirit stones.

Chen Qingyun mixed in among them, paid the teleportation fee, followed many monks, and stepped into the teleportation array.

Next, after waiting for a while, the three outer sect monks of Xingzong said that the time had come, so they joined forces to cast a spell and open the teleportation array.

Being in the teleportation array, Chen Qingyun and the other sixteen people only felt that the world was spinning in front of them.

But after only one or two breaths, they were teleported to the outer sea, an island called Leizhou Island.

Chen Qingyun stayed on the island for half a day and bought a map of the Black Dragon Sea. Then he set off alone and sailed in the vast sea.

On the boundless sea, it is difficult to feel the passage of time. Sometimes there are strong winds and waves sweeping in, and there are monsters surging in the sea and attacking the Panlong.

These pose no threat to the Panlong and the Five Elements.

As a second-level inferior spirit ship, the Panlong can not only shrink and store itself, but also continuously absorb water spirit energy as power to move forward.

Moreover, it has a similar effect to the wind-fixing bead, which can withstand the impact of sky wind, tornadoes, huge waves, etc., and can sail stably on the sea.

As for those sea monsters, most of them are of the first tier.

Occasionally, second tier monsters appear, but in front of the Five Elements, they are ultimately reduced to refining materials.

But whether it is the Panlong, the Five Elements, or even Chen Qingyun himself, in this vast sea, they are just a drop in the ocean, as small as dust.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and three days pass in a blink of an eye.

Black Flood Sea.

On the reef of a small deserted island.

Four figures stand on each side, forming a four-corner formation, with a distance of more than ten meters between them, each on guard.

Although the atmosphere is not tense, the four people are secretly alert, keeping track of each other's every move.

It seems that as long as they notice something wrong, they will fight with swords, or turn around and run.

Let the sea breeze whistle and the sun burn.

The four people still stand still, just like that for a moment, and finally someone breaks the silence.

"My friend from Lingbao Mountain, your sect is in chaos, fighting among the people. As an inner sect disciple, why don't you go to mediate and persuade them? Why do you come to play in this big place?"

"Aren't you afraid that after you go back, the sect will disappear into thin air, and all the past will become the past?"

The speaker was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a Taoist bun on his head, a dustpan in his hand, and a sword on his back.

This man looked to be in his forties, with a peaceful and elegant appearance. Even when he spoke, his tone was not hurried, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

He smiled, and the cultivator he was talking to was dressed like a cultivator from the sect.

The black-patterned robe, with golden lace on the collar and cuffs, looked quite luxurious at first glance.

This dress, coupled with the three crescent-shaped magic weapons that were slowly floating and flashing with cold light around this person.

Anyone with a bit of vision can recognize that this is an inner sect disciple from Lingbao Mountain.

To be promoted to the inner sect in Lingbao Mountain, one must have at least reached the foundation-building stage.

Hearing what Taoist Huiyue said, Sun Tie looked calm and responded to the other person's gaze expressionlessly, without speaking.

Not far away on his right, the girl in a light gauze, with a graceful and slender figure and a gorgeous face, laughed and spoke first.

"Brother from Lingbao Mountain, your backyard has been on fire for a long time. Now that these days have passed, how is the situation? Will it really be torn apart?"

The girl's bright eyes and white teeth, her beauty, every move is eye-catching and makes people's hearts sway.

But the strange thing is that such a beauty does not make people think that this is Bai Yueguang or the goddess of dreams at first glance.

Instead, she is a bit charming and enchanting, not pure.

Hearing the girl's question, Sun Tie raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at her deeply, and said.

"Miss Lingxi, the affairs of Lingbao Mountain are family affairs, and it is not the turn of outsiders to comment on them, so you don't have to worry about it."

Then, Sun Tie sneered and looked directly into the girl's eyes.

"Compared to Lingbao Mountain, the situation on your Fantasy Island is not much better."

"You should worry about yourself and be careful not to be destroyed by your old ghost father."