The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The night passed.

Walking in the air, Yu Mian saw the halo rising in the east. It was like a fairy-like dress, soft as gauze, and instantly dyed half of the sky.

The light in the morning mist experienced the Tyndall effect. The mist in the air was quickly evaporated, revealing the original brightness of the sunlight behind it, gentle, warm, orange-red...

The clouds disperse as the sun rises!

It should be so.

After a night of fighting and struggling, fighting bloody battles, and facing death.

The sunshine at this moment is like the coronation of the winner, and the eyes can still feel the world, which is a gift from life itself.

Yu Mian took a deep breath and smelled the water vapor that was about to dissipate at the tip of his nose, as well as the scent of green medicine that gave him a sense of security.

I suddenly felt the beauty of life, in every day and night, every meal and drink, or every moment with you.

Her red hairband was blown by the wind, and her two inner cores collided lightly, making a slight crisp sound. Yu Mian couldn't help but turn her head to look at Sheng Qing, and her eyebrows met hers as she looked sideways at him. Her eyes were gentle and affectionate, as if she was holding a star.

Is she, looking at herself all the time?

"Master, I still have a mission to complete. Do you want to go back?" They took on more than one mission when they came out, although they all might be related to this Paradise City.

However, the sect’s verification task is based on evidence, not feelings, so every place needs to be checked to confirm the situation and follow the process.

Sheng Qing stretched out his hand and hooked Yu Mian's little finger, then held her hand in his palm, "Master, I will go with you to take a look."

As soon as she finished speaking, the three disciples behind her felt a huge pressure.

After all, the one following him was the most talented person in the Wangxian Sect, undoubtedly the sect's top-tier combat force, and could be described as a walking star-destroying weapon.

No matter who is the genius or the evildoer in this world, they can only bow their heads in front of Venerable Huai Ci.

However, it is also an honor, to be with a strong person, even if it is just following behind her, one can gain a lot.

Just like the purple air coming from the east just now, it was stuck at the right time. The bloody evil energy was baptized by the sunlight. Although the cultivation of the four people did not make a breakthrough, their foundation of Taoism was consolidated.

I have a better understanding of life.

Yu Mian turned to look at the other three people, and subconsciously wanted to pull back his hand, but it was no use. He let himself be held helplessly.

"Well, my master came with us..." She was a little embarrassed, feeling as awkward as if she was going out with her parents.

"Disciple is fortunate to be traveling with Venerable Huai Ci!"

"Disciple is willing to go with Junior Master-Uncle!"

The three of them clasped their fists and saluted, then looked at Yumian with gratitude. Thanks to Junior Sister Fuxing, otherwise who knows what would have happened today.

Seeing that the three of them had no objections, she felt relieved, although Yu Mian felt that they might not dare to object...

"Ah."

Sheng Qing turned around and looked at the three people. He raised his hand and shot it at them. A strong murderous aura enveloped the three people. In the blink of an eye, all the souls that were contaminated on their bodies when they killed the resentful souls of monsters were cleared away.

If too many of those things are accumulated, it will easily make the disciples' faith unstable, and give evil spirits an opportunity to take advantage of them.

Those with a firm faith in the Tao can resist and avoid it, such as Sheng Qing.

Those with immeasurable merits can offset this, such as depression and sleep.

Those who possess rare treasures can be eliminated, such as Ning Yue.

Lin Xiaohe and Yin Li only felt their souls suddenly lighten, their minds clear, and the trace of soul evil that had penetrated into their blood vessels was completely cleared away.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Thank you, little uncle!"

The three of them embraced and bowed together, then fell into silence.

When they faced Sheng Qing, they didn't dare to say anything other than polite words such as thank you and greetings, and they didn't know what to say.

Yu Mian helplessly squeezed Sheng Qing's hand, "Master... We have been twisted thousands of miles away by space, and our mounts are not with us. It will take a long time to get to the mission point..."

She leaned against Shengqing's body, softly...

"Can you give us a ride?"

Sheng Qing, who was originally facing the disciples with a serious expression, relaxed his expression, raised the corners of his mouth, inserted his five fingers between Yu Mian's fingers, clasped his fingers together and said: "Yes..."

She raised her hand and transformed it into a platinum-colored magic weapon. After it was magnified a thousand times, a spiritual ship appeared. It was as big as a small building. More than thirty people could stand on the plywood. The space inside the cabin was exactly six opposite rooms, two opposite each other.

Yu Mian was surprised and wondered why he had never seen this when he went out with Sheng Qing before?

"Master, is this the new magic weapon you made?"

Sheng Qing led Yu Mian towards the spirit ship, "No, this was refined by my master hundreds of years ago."

"Then why haven't I seen it?" Her question was a little stupid, causing Sheng Qing to glance at her with narrow eyes, which contained a hint of doubt.

Could it be that my disciple was frightened by those wronged souls?

"Mian'er, do you think that when your master takes you out, he needs to use the spirit ship?" she asked back.

Actually, it is not impossible to do something on the boat during the trek...

A dark flash passed through her eyes, and she instinctively felt that it was feasible.

Then he gave up the idea. He thought he could reach his destination in just a few breaths, so why bother? It would be better to save the time and spend it in the Qinghe Hall after returning home.

Yu Mian smiled awkwardly, thinking of Sheng Qing putting his arms around his waist and the scene where everything changed in the blink of an eye, and he finally understood the reason.

"Then what is the speed of this spirit ship?"

It was her first time to ride in such an advanced means of transportation. After standing on the plywood, she jumped and felt as if she was walking on flat ground, without any sense of instability or shaking.

"Not fast. It will take a day and a night to get back to the sect."

This was made when Sheng Qing had just started learning how to refine equipment. At that time, she was in the Fusion Stage, and the speed limit of this spaceship was only the maximum flight speed of the Spirit Transformation Stage, which was 30,000 miles a day.

The map of Kyushu appeared in Yu Mian's mind. The distance from Ye City to the sect was only more than 30,000 miles, which was 24 hours in one day and one night.

The converted data is close to 350 meters per second, which is close to the speed of Mach 1.

Isn’t this fast enough?

Her Dabai gave her all and did not slack off in the middle, only then could she travel 8,000 miles a day.

Relying on the flying device, Yu Mian felt that his speed was about 200 kilometers per hour, which was just the limit of racing speed.

Well, for a cultivator like Sheng Qing who has unimpeded access to all nine provinces, it is indeed not fast.

Three disciples followed behind him, as quiet as three quails.

Watching the interaction between Yu Mian and Venerable Huai Ci, I inexplicably envy the close relationship between them as master and disciple.

Is this the emotional relationship between a one-on-one master and apprentice?

Except for Yu Mian, everyone else present had at least one fellow disciple or sister.

Although Yin Li had only one senior brother who had passed away, he was a quiet person and a worry-free child. The child who didn't cry got no candy, so he never felt any deep master-disciple friendship.

Lin Xiaohe and Ning Yue have at least ten fellow disciples.

Ning Yue is better off. Before her master, Venerable Heng Yu, goes out to dig out more junior brothers and sisters, she is still a little junior sister for the time being and is spoiled by her senior brothers and sisters.