Chapter 10 Departure
Half a quarter of an hour passed, the auspicious time came, and the airship began to lift off.

Tan Yunhuang walked to the side of the boat and looked down. Wan Linzong gradually became smaller, replaced by endless mountains, which could not be seen at a glance.

Under the golden light, you can see the clouds and mist lingering up and down the flying boat. She carefully reached out to touch it, and the clouds and mist passed through her palm, bringing a cool body feeling.It's really like a dream I had when I was a child. I became smaller and hid in the soap bubbles and rose to the sky. At a glance, I can see the world that I can't get out of for ten days and half a month.

From such an open and grand scene, she could intuitively feel the shock brought by the cultivation world. She let out a breath, and once again clearly realized that she had really traveled to a completely different world.

Qingzhou is to the north of Wanlinzong, and the flying boat is heading north. It feels like it has traveled hundreds of thousands of kilometers, but it has not yet flown out of this stretch of mountains.

The previously serious and excited disciples gradually relaxed, and gathered in twos and threes to discuss the points competition.

Tan Yunhuang was not familiar with the others, seeing Yuan and Yu Lao staring at her, it was inevitable that unnecessary disputes would arise, so she snuggled up behind Wen Shihui and stood face to face with a group of senior brothers and sisters.

They are all experienced, looking at those excited and nervous young people, trying to guess who can win a good place in the points competition.Seeing Tan Yunhuang passing by, he also mentioned her name politely.

After all, the head of the sect is very partial to this little junior sister.

But when explaining the reason, he didn't mention how good she is and how smart she is, but said that she is very cute and will be very popular with the audience.

Tan Yunyang smiled awkwardly but politely, thinking that the points competition is not a talent show, the debut depends entirely on the audience's likes.She quietly watched the senior sister explain things, and when she was bored, she asked the second senior brother who was leaning against the side of the boat with a sword in his hand, without blinking his eyes.

"Second senior brother, how long will it take to arrive?"

The second brother Ling Zhan said, "About half a month."

"How long?!" She was shocked, such a large and advanced vehicle, it took half a month to fly to Qingzhou?Isn't Qingzhou in the middle of the map? Why is it farther than global navigation?
She thought she would arrive in half a day, so she just waited here.It was said that I would sit for half a month, no matter how excited I was, I just wanted to go back to sleep.

"It's been half a month, and the scenery can be seen at any time. I'd better go back to my room to meditate and practice."

Ling Zhan looked at her with the relief of "little junior sister has really grown up", but he didn't let her go back. The reason was: "I have worked so hard for so long, it's okay to relax for a while. Senior sister always says work and rest should be combined. It's the best."

"..." But she just wanted to go back and relax!

Ling Zhan himself has the face of a creditor, and he couldn't see the speechless expression of the cute little junior sister. He only regarded Wen Shihui's instructions as an imperial decree, strictly implemented them, and insisted on letting her stand outside and relax.

Tan Yunyu had no choice but to continue to stay.

After looking under the flying boat for a long time, she was prone to seasickness, and she was very bored. Looking left and right, only an acquaintance, Ling Zhan, could say a few words.She asked dryly again: "Second senior brother, are there so many senior brothers and sisters here as audience?"

Ling Zhan also replied dryly: "No."

She waited for a while, but before she had anything else to say, the two senior brothers and sisters stared at each other with big eyes, Tan Yunyou took a deep breath and said, "Why don't you talk about it, Senior Brother?"

"What are you talking about?" Wen Shihui walked over after explaining the matter, and asked with a gentle smile.

Ling Zhan seemed relieved, stood behind Wen Shihui and bowed his head to tell her, then continued to stand with his sword in his arms.That position is like a guard standing guard for a senior sister.

Tan Yunyang glanced at them vaguely, and Gululu rolled his eyes.

Wen Shihui is a walking answer book, which answered her question just now: "The audience for the points competition is other disciples of various ethnic groups and sects, as well as casual cultivators. Because there are too many people, they will not be picked up in a unified way. If you want to see it, you can find a way to go to Qingzhou That’s enough, anyway, every state has an airship transfer line, so it’s very convenient to travel.”

"The brothers and sisters..."

Wen Shihui: "I'm here to take care of you. If a disciple is injured, he can be healed in time, and if we are eliminated from the competition, we can also calm everyone's psychology. Didn't you find that most of the fans are from Yucui Peak and Dancui Peak?"

"Oh—" it turned out to be the accompanying medical team, and she asked casually, "What about the others?"

"They can help when there are vicious fights at the game site."

Tan Yunyu: "Huh???"

Wen Shihui said: "Little Junior Sister, you forgot again. Demon cultivators and demon cultivators are cruel and cunning by nature. There are often fights wherever they go. Some disciples were seriously injured and unable to participate before the competition started."

After finishing speaking, he looked at her worriedly and said: "You are so kind and simple, it's easy to be undefended. It seems that before the start of the game, I need to ask you some more information about your opponent. When I handle the matter of the sect, I will come to you." Let me tell you."

"Okay... okay, senior sister." She was still in shock about the fight before the match, feeling that there was more danger ahead, and she was quite worried.

Wen Shihui was busy again, she didn't want to face Gao Leng's saw-mouthed gourd anymore, she refused to listen to Ling Zhan's dissuasion and insisted on finding a quiet place to "practice", then found a random room on the flying boat, and hurriedly checked the things in the Qiankun bag Defensive artifacts and potions.

The number was barely reassuring. She breathed a sigh of relief and fell asleep.

She carried the enchanted wind chime with her, hung it at the door as the doorbell, and set up a little paper man to guard the door. Tan Yunhuang slept quite peacefully.

The sleep of a cultivator is also extraordinary. She can sleep for three days and three nights without waking up. She regards it as a blessing after being a social animal in her previous life, and is going to make up for the lack of sleep before.

As for Wen Shihui and the others, seeing the aura surrounding her room, they thought she was really doing meditation and practicing hard, so they didn't disturb her in relief.

At this time, Qingzhou.

The several Nascent Soul True Monarchs who arrived ahead of schedule were all the talkers of the major sects of various ethnic groups, and they gathered in the Qianzhong Gate to discuss matters.

The atmosphere was a bit dignified, and Chi Yanhu's patriarch couldn't hold back his anger at first, and asked: "So what are we going to do? You Taoist cultivators like to play tricks on mysteries, will you be struck by lightning if you say it directly?"

Sulian Zhenjun of Lianyi Pavilion sighed: "We need a few talented children."

Chi Yan slapped the table: "It's better sooner rather than later. Wouldn't it be enough to let the disciples with the highest cultivation bases from each sect come? Or just let the top ten of the last points competition come."

Bone Demon Venerable doesn't like Chi Yan's rude and brainless demon cultivators. In recent years, their demon cultivators have paid more attention to listening, asking and thinking more.

"Didn't you hear clearly? Child, what is needed is a child who is young enough! The last disciples were two or three hundred years old, can they be children?"

Chi Yan's tiger whiskers twitched: "What can someone so young be able to do well?"

Bone Demon Venerable: "Don't underestimate young people, 500 years ago, there were quite a few people who cultivated golden cores within a hundred years old, and there were also those who cultivated Nascent Souls. You are young, and the meridians are not solidified, so it is possible to adapt..."

What to adapt to, click to the end.

After another moment of silence, True Monarch Ruyu, the head of Yu Chengzong, said calmly: "Then we need to select people in this round of points competition. Should we change the rules and choose only the strongest?"

"Strong strength may not be able to accomplish that. Didn't a strong disciple of the last Tianyi Sword Sect be sent away by a pill?"

What he said, it was almost like saying that the mindless sword cultivator who practiced with a dull head is not good enough, and Zhenjun Su Zhi of Tianyi Sword Sect can't lift his old face.

The patriarch of Tianlinghu suddenly said: "I heard that Zhenjun Hengyang has a disciple..."

Tianlinghu has a supernatural power that is not very effective, and can occasionally sense God's will and divine the future.As soon as she spoke, everyone present looked at the head of Wan Linzong.

(End of this chapter)

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