The only way

Chapter 221 Departure
The great roc flies and vibrates the eight descendants, but the sky is destroyed and the strength is exhausted.

Soaring up to the Sanqing Realm, the roc spreads its wings and hates the sky.

The big sects on the Eastern Continent always have some spirit beasts as a means of transportation when they travel, so as to prevent those disciples in the sect who are relatively low-level and unable to travel between heaven and earth, delaying time on the road, and falling behind. In front of other sects, it doesn't look good.

The Taoist sect of the Sanqing naturally also has such magic tools and spirit beasts that can carry a large number of disciples.

One is the Dapeng spirit beast raised by the sect. There are two in total. It is rumored that they are a male and a female.

The second is the Zongmen Flying Boat. However, the Zongmen Flying Boat is not as carefree and imposing as the Dapeng Bird.

Therefore, when going to the ancient battlefield this time, because other sects, aristocratic families, and casual cultivators were involved, Sanqing Daozong decided to let all the disciples ride the roc bird.

Of course, the more important reason is that the disciples who went to the ancient battlefield this time had at least a foundation-building cultivation level. On the way, they only need to take Bigu Dan, and they don’t need to eat, drink, and sleep at all. trouble.

If you are a disciple in the Qi training period, you still need to use the Zongmen Flying Boat if you have to travel for less than half a month.

On the flying boat, it is more convenient after all.

It's just fifty disciples, plus Zhenjun Yuanying who is leading the team, there is no need for both rocs to be dispatched, so there is only one huge roc crawling on the stage of the Dao competition.

Pengniao retracted its wings and lay lazily on the Taoist platform, its golden eyes were slightly closed. Although it didn't exude the aura of Jindan cultivation, but with its hill-like figure, it could be seen standing in twos and threes around it. disciples feel great pressure.

Not to mention the cultivation of the golden core, I'm afraid that if this bird's claw comes down, some will suffer.

Unknowingly, the disciples who had come here avoided the Pengniao by several zhang.

When Lingchu came here, he was also horrified when he saw Pengniao's figure like a hill.

Spiritual beasts with Jindan cultivation base can freely control their body size. When Lingchu first started, he also flew between the sky and the earth on the bird of the roc.

However, the roc bird at that time did not seem to be so big, maybe it changed in size at that time.

Above the head of the roc, a breeze suddenly blew, and after that, a handsome young man in a Confucian shirt appeared on it.

Sensing someone standing above the head, Roc Niao's slightly closed golden eyes were just about to open when a faint pressure from the Nascent Soul came down, and the movement of Roc Niao, which was about to shake its head, suddenly stopped, extremely Obediently and motionless.

He was even worried about maintaining this posture, wondering if the Nascent Soul Zhenjun standing on his head was comfortable or not.

It seemed that he could feel the mind of the roc under his feet, and the corner of the mouth of Zhenjun Yunlan who stood on it showed a smile, and a pale golden fruit appeared in his hand.

The pale golden fruit had just appeared, and under Zhenjun Yunlan's feet, the roc bird, who was afraid to move at first, moved its wings suddenly. But the pupils looked straight up.

The smile on the corner of Master Yunlan's mouth widened, and he casually tossed the pale golden fruit in his hand.

The pale golden fruit fell from the Mipeng bird's eyes. At this moment, the Mipeng bird poked its head very quickly. In the blink of an eye, the light golden fruit disappeared, and Master Yunlan standing on the Mipeng bird , raised his eyebrows in surprise, and let out a low laugh.

This roc bird is clever and fast, the probe effort is only a moment, and, as the Nascent Soul True Monarch, if he didn't pay attention, he really wouldn't notice any movement under his feet.

Not bad, very stable.

Master Yunlan bent down and patted the roc on the head. This was the first time he had dealt with the roc raised by the sect. So far, it seemed to be not bad.

The roc felt the light golden fruit turn into streams of warm currents, flowing through the limbs and bones, making the whole body comfortable and light, and felt the urge to soar between the heaven and the earth with its wings.

However, Zhenjun Yuanying was still standing on his head. He was sending his disciples to the ancient battlefield this time. The roc shook its wings and resisted the idea of ​​wanting to fly freely. Dare to raise his head slightly and let out a long whistle.

There was no spiritual power or other power in the howling sound, it was just a simple expression of restlessness by the roc.

Although there is no coercive spiritual power, the sound made by a small mountain-like spirit beast is enough to make the surrounding disciples feel their ears rumbling.

Lingchu raised his hand and covered his ears, monks have sensitive five senses, sometimes it is really not a good thing.

Sensitive?

With a slight movement in his heart, Lingchu remembered that when he was chatting with Senior Sister Jiang before, Senior Sister Jiang once said that she had unintentionally refined a few strange pills.

It was originally a fragrant pill, after taking one pill, the whole body would smell fragrant, who knows if something went wrong in the refining process, the refined pill was crushed lightly, and the stench permeated the whole field .

According to Senior Sister Jiang, all the alchemists in the alchemy room were choked so dizzy and nauseated that they were caught off guard.

Lingchu thought it was interesting, so he begged for a few. From this point of view, maybe this pill will definitely have a miraculous effect when the monk is unprepared.

After all, although monks can close the five senses, they are not as frantic as monks, who close the five senses all the time.

"Okay, all the disciples, it seems that they are all here." Zhenjun Yunlan said lightly, his eyes swept over the fifty disciples on the Daozheng stage.

As soon as Zhenjun Yuanying opened his mouth, all the disciples present were solemnly silent.

"Going to the ancient battlefield this time, you will meet other sects, aristocratic families, and casual cultivators. In the ancient battlefield, although there are dangers everywhere, there are also countless opportunities. Although everyone is a monk of the righteous way, in the face of interests, don't say It’s just that they are monks of the same righteous way, even if they are from the same sect, they will feel different!” Zhenjun Yunlan’s eyes fell on the changing expressions of the disciples, he sneered, and continued, “However, in the ancient battlefield, the same sect, He is the only partner you can rely on."

"You are not children anymore, you are all cultivators in their tens of years, so I don't need to say more if you think about it!" Just after saying a few words, Master Yunlan showed impatience.

The master told him to teach his disciples more, so that they should be friendly to fellow disciples in the ancient battlefield.

In Master Yunlan's opinion, among those present, the youngest ones were all in their twenties, and the oldest ones were almost a hundred years old, so there was no need to talk about them one by one.

If you are so ignorant, how can you still live in the cultivation world until now?

"Inside the sect, I don't care how you fight, but outside, you have to have it. If you hit one of you, you hit all of you, understand!" Zhenjun Yunlan raised his head and shouted sharply. .

After the words fell, streaks of spiritual light flew out of his sleeves and flew towards the disciples on the field.

"This is the way of battle formed by Zongmen. There are several kinds of battle formations. Don't be idle on the road, and let me get familiar with them. After entering the ancient battlefield, it may be one of your skills to save your life."

After finishing speaking, Master Yunlan waved his hands regardless of the expressions on the faces of the disciples, "Everyone come up! Get ready to go!"

The disciples didn't dare to delay, quickly put away the jade slips, and flew to stand on the back of the roc.

When all the disciples stood still, Master Yunlan lightly touched the roc with his feet, sat down cross-legged, and said loudly, "Let's go."

With Zhenjun Yunlan's words, the long-suppressed desire of the roc to soar can finally come true.

Immediately, there was a long howl, and he spread his wings, soaring up like covering the sky and covering the sun, rushing into the clouds.

(End of this chapter)