Maybe I shouldn't die.

Many disciples couldn't help but look anxious, but then they remembered that their trip was time-limited.

The senior masters would not miss the flying boat on purpose, and the time had not yet come, so he suppressed his anxiety and continued to wait patiently.

Not all disciples have such patience. Fang Yue saw some disciples anxiously step forward to ask.

"Uncle Liu, the Dukongzhou has already left. We..."

Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by another Jindan disciple beside him. The Jindan disciple waved his hand and said to him gently:

"Don't be impatient, the time has not come yet, wait a little longer."

Since Master Jindan said so, the disciple had no choice but to return to his seat and continue waiting.

Seeing this situation, many disciples looked thoughtful.

Obviously he had some guess in his mind.

Fang Yue was not in a hurry either. After retracting her gaze, she continued to taste the spiritual food on the table. It was almost the Si hour, so she just needed to wait patiently for a while.

Sure enough, as the time of Si arrived, the familiar roar was heard outside again.

Hearing the roar, the disciples felt relieved. Just as they had guessed, the flying boat was not the sky boat they were about to take.

Looking around, most of his fellow disciples had an expression of "as expected". A small number of them only reacted at this time and instantly showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

After looking at the table of their team leader, Uncle Liu, the uncles finally stopped what they were doing, and after looking at each other, there was a faint smile in their eyes.

Afterwards, Uncle Liu stood up, looked around, and said to all of them earnestly:

“The first lesson I’m going to teach you today is that it’s very important to get information when you’re out. I brought you here a day in advance just to give you enough time to get information.

There are so many of you disciples, but no one went to inquire about the news of the passing of the Kongzhou yesterday?"

After hearing this, the disciples immediately showed ashamed looks on their faces. Yes, among so many of them, not a single one went to inquire about the situation of the crossing sky boat.

Fang Yue felt the same way. She was alert in her heart. Yes, after the team leader asked them to disperse yesterday, she only wanted to stroll around the market town, but had never thought of inquiring about the news of the Dukong flying boat.

Why is this so?

Fang Yue couldn't help but cast her gaze towards the team leader, the uncle.

Isn’t it because the one leading the team is the sect’s direct disciple, the uncle-master?

Subconsciously, she had absolute trust in the sect, so she also had absolute trust in the uncle-master assigned by the sect to lead them on the mission.

I believe many of her classmates share the same idea as her.

Sure enough, Fang Yue heard someone among the disciples whispering in opposition.

"Isn't Uncle Liu here?"

When Uncle Liu heard this, he straightened his face and said to them in a serious tone:

"This time I'm here, I won't harm you, but what if the leader next time is not our sect's uncle? Or what if someone pretends to be me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples looked solemn, obviously having listened to what the leader uncle said.

Fang Yue was also alert in her heart and couldn't help but continue thinking about what Uncle Liu had not finished saying.

If the team leader was not their uncle, and had ill intentions towards them, they would most likely follow the other party's rhythm without getting enough information.

Then you will fall into the opponent's trap.

What will happen if you fall into the trap of a person with evil intentions? You can imagine it without any explanation. It will definitely not be a good ending.

Of course, if the team was not led by the sect's direct senior uncle, many people would have been wary, and the current situation would not have occurred.

But what my uncle said is right. What if someone impersonates him?

The methods used in the cultivation world are unpredictable, so it is very easy to impersonate someone. Moreover, they have not spent much time with their uncle-master, so they have no way of telling whether their uncle-master is being impersonated by someone else.

Then, if they don’t get enough information, they will still fall into the other party’s trap.

The team leader was also very satisfied with everyone's performance. This was meant to serve as a warning to everyone.

Tell these disciples who have just left the sect to be alert when they go out.

Seeing that everyone was reflecting on themselves, Uncle Liu did not say anything more. Instead, he changed his previous serious demeanor and said to everyone in a gentle tone:

"Since the Dukong Boat has arrived, there is no need to delay. Fellow disciples, please follow me aboard."

The people who were reflecting on themselves immediately realized that this was not the time to reflect, as the Dukong Boat had already arrived, so they quickly stood up and responded:

"Yes."

So the team leader, Uncle Liu, led his fellow disciples out of the inn and headed towards the ferry.

After walking out of the inn, Fang Yue looked up in the direction of the ferry.

There was an extremely large flying boat, which was silver-white all over with a hint of gold and iron. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that the flying boat she had seen before was already large enough, but it was completely incomparable to the flying boat in front of her.

They followed their leader, the uncle-master, to the ferry. There was already a long line at the place where the flying boat was docked. At the front of the line, there was a manager who was collecting the ferry fee.

Fang Yue could see the person at the head of the line handing a box of spirit stones to the steward, and then the steward handed him a silver token, and the man walked towards the flying boat holding the token.

At the entrance of the flying boat, there are several people responsible for checking these tokens. Only after verification will people be allowed to pass.

The queue to board the boat is quite long. It seems that there are many people who want to take the flying boat to other continents.

The leading uncle did not take them to join the queue, but led them directly to the entrance, in front of the monk who was checking the tokens.

Then he took out a black token and said to the monk:

"We are the cultivators from Yuxu Sect who are going to support the Human-Demon Battlefield. This time we want to take the Sky Crossing Boat to the Western Continent."

After hearing this, the monk who was checking the token immediately became solemn and bowed respectfully to his uncle-master.

"Senior, you are so righteous, you are worthy of being a disciple of a great sect."

Then he said apologetically:

"This token..."

The team leader naturally knew what he meant. If one wanted to board the Sky Boat, one must first verify the authenticity of the token, so he handed over the token without hesitation.

"It doesn't matter."

The cultivator heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. Since there was a rule from above, they had to abide by it. They were indeed disciples of a great sect and had broad minds.

So he took the token handed over by the team leader, checked it carefully, took out a compass with a groove, placed the token on the groove, and after doing some unknown operations, he handed the token back to the team leader with a smile on his face.

"It has been verified. Thank you for waiting for a long time, senior."

The uncle also nodded and replied with a smile:

"It doesn't matter."

Then he turned to look at their group of disciples, and seeing that everyone of them was holding a black token in their hands, he nodded with satisfaction and waited for them on the side.

After everyone's tokens had been verified, the team leader led them towards the entrance.