The more the fairy suffers, the greater my cultivation will be

After flying for most of the day, suddenly, there seemed to be invisible ripples around, and several strong or weak auras appeared quietly. Qin Shou's heart tightened suddenly, and he became alert instantly. He had never forgotten the unpleasant experiences before. The outside world is far more dangerous than the sect, so it is always good to keep a few more eyes. He stopped steadily in place, his eyes fixed on the direction from which the auras came. Four or five monks in colorful clothes stood on a spiritual boat. The spiritual boat was extremely large, and there was still a lot of extra space for these four or five people to move around freely. Except for a cultivator who was concentrating on controlling the spirit boat, the others seemed to be chatting casually, looking quite relaxed.

Suddenly, all of them looked at Qin Shou.

At the same time, the cultivator in charge of controlling the spirit boat quickly moved his hands to control the spirit boat to fly towards Qin Shou aggressively.

"Damn, these guys, are they robbing again?"

Seeing the enemy coming aggressively, Qin Shou immediately used the Golden Dragon Breaking Void Cannon.

In an instant, the eyes of the golden dragon on the cannon turned red, and the entire cannon began to enter the state of charging, and a huge and oppressive spiritual pressure spread out like water waves.

The people on the boat were all shocked to see the powerful spiritual pressure of the Golden Dragon Breaking Void Cannon in Qin Shou's hand. The cultivator who was controlling the spiritual boat hurriedly stopped the spiritual boat and shouted to Qin Shou nervously, "Daoyou, don't do it!"

Qin Shou frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The cultivator hurriedly explained, "We are going to Lingxiao Market. We saw that Daoyou was flying in the same direction, so we thought of coming to give Daoyou a ride."

"Take me?" Qin Shou was stunned for a moment. He didn't believe that there would be such a good thing in the world for no reason.

"To be honest, this ride is naturally not free. Daoyou only needs to pay fifty low-grade spiritual stones."

After hearing this, Qin Shou suddenly realized that this guy was driving a "taxi" and came here to pick up passengers!

The other passengers on the boat must also be his guests, all going to the so-called Lingxiao Market.

As for what this Lingxiao Market is, Qin Shou had almost no impression, but just from the name, it should be a place to sell things.

I don’t know whether it was on the way or out of curiosity, Qin Shou agreed to it.

“Here, I’ll give you fifty spirit stones!”

Qin Shou waved his hand freely, and fifty spirit stones turned into a dazzling stream of light and flew out.

The cultivator’s face was full of smiles. He happily accepted the spirit stones and said enthusiastically: “Please take a seat!”

Qin Shou jumped onto the deck, then put away his flying sword and began to look around curiously.

The space on the ship was really large. The other cultivators just glanced at Qin Shou lightly, and then went back to meditating or talking in a low voice.

“Daoyou, I’m Wei Yan. May I ask your name?” The owner of the spiritual boat asked respectfully.

This man looked quite old, about thirty years old, handsome, with deep eyes, and a strong scholarly aura.

"My last name is Qin!" Qin Shou only said his last name.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Qin, I was too anxious just now and disturbed you, please forgive me!" Wei Yan looked apologetic.

"No problem!" Qin Shou waved his hand casually.

"That's good!" Wei Yan smiled lightly, and then drove the spirit boat forward again.

The spirit boat suddenly lit up a translucent shield, tightly wrapped the entire spirit boat, and then quickly passed forward.

In this spirit boat, Qin Shou could not feel the slightest bump, and the speed was much faster than his own flying sword.

Qin Shou felt extremely surprised. If he had known that the spirit boat was so powerful, he should have asked his master for one before he set off!

Flying the sword was really too exhausting. Not only did he have to control the flying sword, but he also had to keep an eye on the surroundings.

Wei Yan, who was standing by, saw the surprised expression on Qin Shou's face, and seeing how young he was, he probably guessed that this fellow Daoist Qin should be a disciple of a sect, and it was probably his first time to go down the mountain for training.

Wei Yan smiled slightly and took the initiative to talk:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you seem to be very curious about this spiritual boat. I guess you are new to the world. I wonder which sect you are from?"

Qin Shou was slightly startled, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and after a little hesitation, he said: "Brother Wei, you are joking. I am just a disciple of an unknown small sect."

Wei Yan laughed and said: "Fellow Daoist Qin, there is no need to be so humble. If you can be so graceful, I guess your sect must be extraordinary."

Qin Shou just smiled and did not say anything else.

Seeing this, Wei Yan did not force him, and said, "Is this your first time going down the mountain for training, Qin Daoyou? You have to be more careful along the way."

Qin Shou nodded and said, "Thank you for your reminder, Brother Wei."

Wei Yan continued, "If Qin Daoyou has anything you don't understand or needs help with during the training, just ask."

Qin Shou responded politely, "Brother Wei, I appreciate your kindness."

Then, Wei Yan chatted with Qin Shou about some other irrelevant topics, and his eyes were lively as he spoke, as if he was trying hard to get closer to Qin Shou.

Qin Shou always had a cold expression, his eyes were as deep as a cold pond, and he maintained a certain degree of vigilance, only occasionally responding.

After all, maybe Wei Yan had no ill intentions, but one must be on guard against others. Qin Shou was not one of those ignorant newbies. After all, he was a person who had lived a new life, and he had experienced ups and downs, so he was naturally more cautious.

Perhaps seeing Qin Shou so cold, Wei Yan gradually lost interest, and turned around to concentrate on steering the boat.

His figure was tall and straight, and he was skilled in steering the boat. When his sleeves fluttered, there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

Some other passengers on the boat saw that Qin Shou had an extraordinary appearance, and his clothes were all the kind of robes that shone with spiritual light. Obviously, he was not an ordinary casual cultivator.

He must be a disciple of a big sect, and they also had the intention of currying favor with him. They hurried to Qin Shou and greeted him respectfully.

Qin Shou smiled lightly and responded to everyone politely and appropriately. He knew what these people were thinking.

You still have to socialize, after all, things in the world are unpredictable, and these people may really help at some critical moments in the future.

After a round of asking about each other's well-being, Qin Shou also roughly understood where these people were going.

They all had a common goal, that is-Lingxiao Market.

The Lingxiao Market is located in Tianling Mountain, thousands of miles ahead, and the market is held every ten years.

At this time, a large number of independent cultivators or disciples of some sects will flock here to join in the fun.

Everyone exchanges their cultivation experience and trades various rare treasures.

This is undoubtedly a rare opportunity for many independent cultivators, just like a long drought and a sweet rain.

This is a rare opportunity for many independent cultivators.

Qin Shou also had a little interest in his heart, thinking secretly about going to take a look.

Although he went down the mountain this time mainly to find Zhou Guoguo and Ye Linglong, he also wanted to experience it and learn more about this wonderful and vast world of cultivation.

After all, staying in Xianyun Sect all the time is not conducive to his long-term development.