The weakest peak master? All my disciples are immortal kings and empresses.

After traveling on the warship for about three days, the group finally arrived at the Northwest Province.

The Northwest Province of Shengri Daoyu is completely different from Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou is rich in resources, vast in spiritual energy, and all things are thriving, but this Northwest Province is short of resources, poor in spiritual energy, and a desolate land.

Such a land is also the most dangerous place in Shengri Daoyu.

The thieves of Shengri Daoyu use this place as their hideout. Because it borders Erjia Daoyu, it has become the first choice for those demons to invade Shengri Daoyu. At this time, it is unknown how deep they have been infiltrated.

"The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the long river is setting and the sun is round, it is also a beautiful scene!"

Su Changqing sat leisurely in a rocking chair, sipping a few sips of brewed spiritual tea from time to time, looking at the sunset in this desolate land, and couldn't help but be moved and recite a poem.

At first, he had the idea of ​​traveling, but he didn't expect to stay on the warship for three days. The speed was slow and the distance was long. He was not allowed to go ahead with the flying sword. It was boring.

Fortunately, there were two little female disciples around to accompany him. Listening to their chattering became Su Changqing's way to relieve his boredom every day.

"Master, your casual recitation is another good poem!"

Mu Xiaoxiao sat beside Su Changqing, pinching his shoulders and legs from time to time. When she heard the poem Su Changqing recited, her eyes lit up and praised him.

"Master, the poem you recited is both appropriate and profound. The sword should be as straight and ethereal as the smoke in the desert. I, your disciple, seem to have realized a sword meaning again."

Luo Xue sat on the other side of Su Changqing, competing with Mu Xiaoxiao for those tasks. After hearing the poem Su Changqing recited, she felt that her understanding of the sword meaning was deeper. The Zhuhan Sword trembled as if responding to Luo Xue.

Su Changqing took a sip of the spiritual tea and smiled without saying anything.

At this moment, Ye Jianjia, the head of Jiufeng, also pushed the door and walked in.

After entering, he saw Su Changqing sitting leisurely on the rocking chair, with two female disciples beside him, one massaging his shoulders and the other rubbing his legs, which was really enjoyable.

"Changqing, you are really in a good mood!"

said to Su Changqing helplessly.

"It's not a good mood, but the journey is too long, so I'm bored."

Su Changqing responded to him lightly, and then pointed to the seat beside him: "Master Ye, don't stand, sit down quickly and taste my spiritual tea."

Ye Jianjia nodded, and then naturally lay on the other rocking chair pointed by Su Changqing.

After Su Changqing poured her a cup of spiritual tea, Ye Jianjia took a sip and tasted it carefully. As soon as she took a sip, her eyes lit up.

What kind of tea is this, it is so sweet?

And it is full of spiritual charm. Just one sip, it seems that the spiritual energy in the body is dancing, wandering around in the body, and in just a short moment, it makes her cultivation improve a lot.

Suddenly, she remembered.

The sect master has mentioned Su Changqing's spiritual tea in front of the peak masters. When he mentioned it, he looked yearning and said that he would find ways to get some from Su Changqing.

But she usually drinks the flower tea from her Feihua Mountain, so Ye Jianjia didn't take it seriously. She was very suspicious in her heart. Can the spiritual tea on Baijing Mountain be as delicious as her Feihua Mountain?

After taking a sip today, she understood why this tea made the sect master miss it so much.

"Ye Fengzhu, how do you evaluate my spiritual tea?"

Su Changqing saw the enjoyment on Ye Jianjia's face and asked her confidently.

"Extraordinary!"

Ye Jianjia smiled and shook her head, and these two words described the shock in her heart.

"Hahaha, if Master Ye Feng likes it, how about I give you a pound when I go back?"

Su Changqing laughed and continued to ask.

"Then thank Master Su Feng first!"

Ye Jianjia was delighted when she heard this, and she thanked him immediately without any false excuses.

She felt very happy after just taking a sip of this spiritual tea. Su Changqing said he would give her a pound of tea, which made her even more surprised. Naturally, there was no need to refuse.

"But I heard that you, Jiufeng, got two rare Piaomiao flowers recently. Master Jiufeng, are you willing to give one to me? If possible, I will give you another two pounds."

After hearing Ye Jianjia's thanks, Su Changqing said what he was thinking about.

Ye Jianjia was about to take another sip, but suddenly she heard Su Changqing say that. She almost spit out a mouthful of water on Su Changqing, but she forced herself to swallow it down with her spiritual energy. She rolled her eyes at Su Changqing.

This kid.

It turned out that he was setting a trap for her.

The Misty Flowers were two flower buds she had found among tens of millions of plants at Baihua Cliff not long ago, and she even alarmed the little flower fairies at Baihua Cliff. She had gone through a lot of trouble to bring them back.The remaining plant.

Now Su Changqing still wants to take one plant, which makes her feel painful.

But if she adds two kilograms, she will have three kilograms of spiritual tea leaves. She will not lose money in this deal, so she immediately agreed: "Since Master Su Feng sincerely wants it, I will reluctantly give it to you, but you must promise to treat it well. This is a rare flower plant that is rare in the world, and don't let it die again."

"Of course I will treat it well. When the time comes, Master Ye Feng can come to my Baijing Mountain to check the condition of the flowers in real time."

Su Changqing smiled and nodded.

There are already many flowers and plants on Baijing Mountain.

But Su Changqing likes to collect these rare spiritual beasts and flowers and plants, and do his best to help them breed, so there is such a deal.

"Oh, I was planning to come in and talk to you, but I was so attracted by your cup of spiritual tea that I almost forgot."

Ye Jianjia suddenly remembered that she had something to say to Su Changqing.

"Master Ye, please speak."

Su Changqing immediately stopped smiling and waited for her next words.

"At present, our warship has traveled to the Northwest Province, but we have not seen any signs of other sects along the way, which is quite strange."

"Master Xing Feng felt that it was a bit strange, so he wanted to stop the warship and go to the front to find out the situation before making plans, so he came to ask for your opinion."

Ye Jianjia told Su Changqing the whole story with a serious look, and then looked at Su Changqing seriously, waiting for his answer.

"Me?"

"I personally think it's better to continue moving forward. If someone really wants to attack us, they will not give up whether we advance, retreat or stop. "

"Stop is the most disadvantageous option among the three options, which is tantamount to waiting for them to be surrounded."

Although he said at the beginning that he would not be responsible for all matters of this trip, when he really got on the warship, Su Changqing would still consider the safety of the group's lives.

As soon as the voice fell, a roar was heard, followed by a shaking of the ship.

"Okay, don't think about these, trouble comes on your own initiative. "