My magic weapons are all rule-based

The next day, in front of the square of Xinglan Sect's main hall.

Twenty disciples participating in the competition gathered here, and Ye Qingbi and Jin Yangqiu stood in front of them.

There is a boat-like thing placed in the center of the square, with an eagle's head on the bow, and talisman formations carved all over the body, which is very exquisite.

Judging by its size, it can seat about ten people.

Xu Shan touched Lu Xiangjun beside him and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what is that?"

"That is a magic weapon flying boat. It can carry ten people at a time. It is faster than flying swords and saves spiritual energy." Lu Xiangjun explained in a low voice, "Zixiao Sword Sect is far away from us, so it is more convenient to go there by flying boat."

"Does our sect still have such a good thing? A twenty-person flying boat is not enough to seat it."

"It's for rent. Just stand and squeeze in. We'll be there in one day."

"..."

Before I embarked on the horse crossing, I used to squeeze into buses every day. After I crossed over, I still had to squeeze into buses, right? ?

Xu Shan's expression was calm.

He was almost used to the sect being like this.

Ye Qingbi glanced over the disciples, stayed on Xu Shan for a moment, and said: "We will arrive at the Zixiao Sword Sect tomorrow. This competition is about whether the sect can get the spiritual mineral resources from many sects. "

"After entering the secret realm, everyone must obey Ling Shuang's orders and never act without authorization. You must be more careful. The monks' fighting skills and information come first. Before fighting with others, you must observe carefully before taking action."

A woman with an indifferent expression walked up to Ye Qingbi.

This woman's appearance is not inferior to Ye Qingbi's, but her whole body is even colder, giving people a feeling of being rejected thousands of miles away.

Xu Shan asked curiously: "How come I haven't seen this senior sister before? She must be famous for her appearance."

Lu Xiangjun snorted: "Qi Lingshuang, the sect master's only direct disciple and the chief of the sect, is a cultivator like you and rarely sees people."

"She has a stinking face all day long and doesn't know what she is holding in her mouth, so I annoy her! How can she be better than Junior Sister Tingting? Although she cheated me of a lot of pills, she is gentle and solid."

Qi Lingshuang glanced sideways, and two rays of cold light shot toward Lu Xiangjun.

Lu Xiangjun tensed up, puffed out his chest and said, "Senior Sister Qi is very strong. I am ranked ninth in the inner sect and I can't take a few moves in her hands. After entering the secret realm, just follow Senior Sister closely."

The cold light slowly receded.

Ye Qingbi continued: "In this competition, Elder Jin and I will wait for you to return victoriously in the Zixiao Sword Sect. I hope you will try your best to fight for it. Let's go."

Starting from Qi Lingshuang, we boarded the flying boat.

Xu Shan queued up, waiting to squeeze onto the ‘bus boat’.

Jin Yangqiu came over, stepped forward and patted Xu Shan on the shoulder.

"Xu Shan, the core strength of the sect lies with the chief. Only half of them are just make-up. Your cultivation level is the weakest. Remember not to cause trouble for her and do everything as ordered. Although the spiritual root is a little damaged, but Isn’t the magical power of destiny still there that has a beneficial effect... When I have time to cook for my classmates in the secret realm, I will do something.”

After saying that, Jin Yangqiu sighed and walked to Ye Qingbi.

He really didn't want to see Xu Shan, and felt uncomfortable when he did.

Disciples of the divine power of destiny... their cultivation path is almost cut off.

Maybe he really doesn't have this life.

....

Cooking for fellow students?

Xu Shan shuddered.

Although his cooking does help restore some spirits.

But it’s really hard to imagine what kind of virtue the chief’s cold face showed after finishing the food.

When I think about it, it seems quite tempting...but I guess I won't survive if I eat it...

...

All the disciples participating in the competition have boarded the boat. Qi Lingshuang stood on the bow and controlled the flying boat to take off.

Ye Qingbi and Jin Yangqiu flew directly with their swords.

As soon as the flying boat took off, a layer of vague spiritual energy bubbles enveloped the surrounding area.

Xu Shan squeezed on the edge with an expressionless face, but his heart was throbbing.

OK, OK.

Not long after traveling through time, I felt like I was squeezing the bus to work again, all I needed was a handhold.

This kind of sect is really heart-warming.

This Feizhou is an understatement even if it is called a bus, it is at most a minibus.

If Feizhou is a minibus, then the sect leader and elders outside should be equivalent to riding their own motorcycles...

Xinglan Sect is very good, poor, pragmatic and progressive.

The flying boat was moving forward rapidly in the air like an arrow from its string. Ye Qingbi and Jin Yangqiu kept level with the flying boat, their expressions relaxed.

The surrounding scenery keeps passing by.

Xu Shan appreciated every scene with his heart and kept it in his heart.

Ever since he traveled here, he has been wandering around within the Xinglan Sect, and his understanding of this world is seriously lacking.

Every scenery in the outside world is particularly rare from his modern perspective.

You can occasionally see huge and strange birds on the horizon.

Just standing still for a day and a night is nothing to a monk in the foundation building stage.

Soon everyone from Xinglan Sect had arrived at the realm of Zixiao Sword Sect.

In the distance, the flying boats of other sects can be vaguely seen coming from a distance.

Xu Shan was looking at the new strange landforms when he suddenly felt a shadow above his head and the flying boat shook twice.

Looking up, I couldn't help but open my mouth.

A giant dragon-headed spaceship several hundred feet high flew overhead, and the mysterious and huge formation at the bottom was glowing with light.

The pressure of the passing wind made the Xinglan Sect's flying boat start to shake.

I don't know which sect it is, but the disciples are lying on the side of the flying boat in twos and threes, looking down, and seem to be pointing.

In contrast, the Xinglan Sect's minibus seemed to have a spaceship flying above it.

Xu Shan was shocked, his old face stretched, but he looked at Ye Qingbi on the side with great admiration in his heart.

What courage it is to play a game with others driving spaceships in a rented minibus.

Xu Shan asked himself, if he were the sect master, he would not come even if others invited him!

After a cup of tea.

A scene that shocked Xu Shan even more appeared.

More than a dozen towering peaks stood in the clouds, suspended in the air, and there were also peaks below, thousands of rocks competing for beauty, and clouds and mist.

The peaks of Zixiao Sword Sect flashed purple light, competing with the sun.

Especially the main peak, a majestic hall stood in it, and spiritual birds flew above, giving people a sense of independence from the world.

Xu Shan could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in the surrounding air was much richer.

This is the immortal life I want, the immortal sect!

Xu Shan roared in his heart.

In his mind, Xinglan Sect had beautiful scenery and good spiritual energy. In his previous life, it could easily crush any 5A scenic spot.

But compared with Zixiao Sword Sect, it was completely reduced to dregs in seconds.

The difference between the two is the distance between the dry toilet at the entrance of the village and the toilet of a five-star hotel!

Not only Xu Shan, but all the disciples of Xinglan Sect were in low spirits.

Inferiority... Helplessness... Confused...

Xinglan Sect was established less than a hundred years ago. This was the first time that it ran so far to participate in the competition, and it was also the first time that it saw the style of a top sect.

Only Qi Lingshuang, who was controlling the flying boat in front of him, had an unchanged expression and turned a blind eye to the shocking scene in front of him.

Xu Shan tilted his head and asked Lu Xiangjun who was looking around: "Brother, how many sects as poor as ours are there in Shuijing Domain? There should be some that are poorer than us, right?"

Lu Xiangjun looked at the outside world and swallowed: "I don't know. I felt that life was pretty good before I went out..."

The two were talking in a low voice, and a very cold voice came from the front.

"If you two think Xinglan Sect is too small, you can leave. There are plenty of people who are willing to come if you don't want to."

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