I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Xiang Feifei also got up early in the morning, and asked Wang Zijia if she could use this or that and whether she needed to take it with her.

However, as she got along with Wang Zijia more and more, she was fifteen years old and had a tendency to evolve into an old mother, nagging endlessly, especially in the past two days.

Wang Zijia was not annoyed and responded patiently.

When the first ray of light from the sun pierced the deep darkness of dawn, it spread light and warmth to the earth, awakening the sleeping sect.

"Ding!"

At this time, Wang Zijia's ID card also sounded a prompt to go to the outer gate of the secular courtyard to gather at the main courtyard.

"Then I'm leaving!" Wang Zijia stood on the kite and bowed his head to the five girls below.

The five people, including three girls, looked at Wang Zijia with worry at this moment. Bai Qian and Xiang Feifei stared at Wang Zijia blankly, clenching their fists.

"Run when you see a demon, hide in a crowd when you see something wrong, and if that doesn't work, find a place to hide and come out when the time is up."

"We can slowly think of ways to deal with the spiritual objects, you are still young. Don't just fight the demons for the sake of the spiritual objects. In addition to being careful of demons, you must be more careful of people, whether they are from the same sect or not."

In the courtyard, Xiang Feifei gave the final instructions.

"Well! I know. Let's go, we will be late if we delay any longer!" Wang Zijia drove the kite and flew towards the mountains in the core area of ​​the sect while speaking.

The five people in the Biyi Courtyard watched Wang Zijia disappear in the sky, lost in thought for a long time.

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The headquarters of the twelve academies are all on the former seven peaks of the inner gate, but after the outer gate became the Wanmai Blossom, the twelve academies built a headquarters at the foot of the mountain, relying on the inner gate's protective light shield and surrounding the seven peaks of the inner gate.

It is the center of the entire Daomai building complex, dealing with such core matters, forming a large building complex, guarding the seven peaks of the inner gate.

Further out, there are building complexes built by the top veins under each academy, which continue to radiate outward. Hundreds of building complexes of different sizes constitute the scope of the entire Wanyu Sect.

According to the guidance of the formation, Wang Zijia came to the largest square in the secular courtyard.

At this moment, the morning sun was rising, and the golden and red light shone, covering the entire square in a rosy glow. Countless kites and magic weapons rose and fell, which seemed a bit noisy. There was a lot of fairy spirit and some worldly fireworks.

Wang Zijia looked in the air for a moment and found that there were three teams gathering in the square, making preparations before departure.

Wang Zijia came to one of the teams according to the task instructions.

He didn't come early. The crowd had gathered hundreds of people, almost all of them were peak boys, with a restrained aura, and they had a deep background at a glance.

There are not many people like Wang Zijia who show their intermediate cultivation, and they are more eye-catching.

The crowd gathered together casually without any formation. Some gathered in groups of three or two to chat, some formed a circle of ten people to talk freely, and some were alone like Wang Zijia.

During this process, a group of people next to them did not know what task they were doing. The leader came earlier and left with a large group of disciples in a moment.

When the sun rose completely above the horizon, the three uncles who were in charge of the wine rode a huge white cloud and landed in front of Wang Zijia and his group.

The voices of the crowd gradually became smaller. The leader of the three was a female cultivator who still had charm. She was wearing a light white robe and looked like a fairy. She looked thirty or forty years old, with a proud figure, and she was full of charm everywhere, giving people a mature feeling.

"Since we are all here, let's set off!" The young female cultivator said to everyone without any nonsense, in a cold tone that was contrary to her temperament.

"Disciple obeys!" Everyone bowed in response.

Then, thousands of top boys immediately began to climb the white cloud under the organization of several disciples. In less than a quarter of an hour, everyone had completed the climb.

The cloud was very large, and thousands of disciples did not feel crowded on it, but it was a bit simple, a bare cloud with nothing.

"Let's go!"

After a moment, with the order of the female cultivator, a strong spiritual light first emerged on the white cloud, and a light shield enveloped everyone on the cloud, and then began to climb and accelerate rapidly.

"Swish!"

With a sound explosion, the white cloud turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Sitting on the edge of the cloud, watching the acceleration and cruising speed that were more exaggerated than the fighter planes in the previous life, the body did not feel the slightest overload, and even if it was not for the clouds passing by quickly around, Wang Zijia was not sure whether he was flying.

Obviously, this white cloud aircraft looked simple, but it was not comparable to the sect's standard aircraft [Climbing Cloud].

Looking down, in just a moment, Wanyu Sect had become very small.

At this time, Wang Zijia's eyes were distracted for a moment, and then he came back to his senses.

In the sect, Du Kang came to the Chaos Sea of ​​Consciousness again and saw a new task.

"I hope I won't be disappointed!" Wang Zijia, who came back to his senses, looked at the sect below and gradually became smaller, and said so in his heart.

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Because Baiyun was very simple, although it was spacious, there was no private space, so Wang Zijia chose to enter a state of meditation.

According to the information, the voyage time was not long.

After flying for about an hour, Wang Zijia heard a noise, and when he opened his eyes, he found that a group of disciples were looking at the right front.

Wang Zijia followed the gaze of the crowd and saw a huge magic weapon that looked like an ancient building ship not far in front of them.

The building ship was no smaller than their Baiyun. It was bronze in color, simple in style, and flying in the air.

A huge banner was hung on it, with a huge "Qian" character on it.

At this time, Baiyun under him accelerated again and caught up with the building ship in front of him, walking side by side.

In front of the building ship, at the tip of the deck, there were also three chief priests standing, two dressed as officials, and the leader was wearing a green shirt and Confucian robe.

Several people looked at the three uncles in front of Baiyun, nodded to each other, and said hello, and then continued to walk side by side.

Before everyone could look away, a stream of light approached quickly from the right side of Baiyun. After arriving, Wang Zijia saw clearly that it was a huge carriage, or a strange palace.

Pulled by two strange monster horses with red scales all over their bodies, flames under their feet, and horns on their heads, they were driving side by side with Baiyun where Wang Zijia and his companions were.

Looking at the tower ships and the palace carriages on the left and right, Wang Zijia recalled the basic knowledge he had learned in the past six months.

The tower ships should be from the Daqian Immortal Dynasty, and the carriages were from the Feixian Sect, both of which were forces of the same level as the Wanyu Sect.