Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Three days later, Lian Qingyang stood with his hands behind his back in the sect square and sent out a disciple to count the number of people. The eldest brother Lian Jinfei stood beside him and whispered to him some precautions.

Upon hearing that he was going out, Second Senior Brother Lian Leli rushed back from outside, stuffed a storage ring into his hand, motioned him to keep it, and began to exclaim, "Wow! Junior Brother, you've improved again! Junior Brother, this is your first time going out, and although you won't run into any trouble with your strength, just in case, you must remember what Senior Brother told you! And this storage ring, it's filled with goodies I've collected from all over the world. If there's a one in ten thousand chance of running into trouble, it will help you!"

Third Senior Brother Lian Zhicheng was a quiet man, even less talkative than Lian Qingyang. He stayed by Senior Senior Brother's side all day, and when he heard Senior Senior Brother's instructions, he showed concern. Finally, he said, "Senior Senior Brother's meaning is my meaning. Safety is the most important thing."

As for the fifth junior brother Lian Ziye, who often sticks to Lian Qingyang, he is doing a sect mission outside and cannot come back for a while, but he still sent him a secret message, saying in a hurried voice: "Senior brother, you must be careful when you are out there. I will come to find you when I am done with my work here." Among the four senior brothers, only Lian Qingyang would be called "senior brother" by him.

Lian Qingyang accepted their kindness one by one with a stern face, and opened his mouth to thank them. His voice was clear and gentle, neither humble nor arrogant: "Thank you for your concern and advice, senior brothers and junior brothers. Qingyang will remember it in his heart and will definitely lead the disciples back to the sect safely."

Seeing that the time of departure was approaching, he waved goodbye to a few people, summoned the sect's Tengyun Fairy Boat, flew on it with his disciples, and used his magic power to drive the fairy boat away. The few people in the square watched the fairy boat gradually disappear from their sight before they withdrew their gazes, and went about their business with worry in their hearts.

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However, it was the first time for many disciples to board the sect's immortal boat. They were very curious about this big object and they were all very excited, looking left and right. However, no matter how curious they were, they did not dare to ask questions to Lord Qingli. After all, he gave people the impression of being difficult to get along with and as cold as ice, so no one wanted to offend him.

Lian Qingyang stood at the bow with his hands behind his back, looking so solemn and dignified. He had no idea that during the days when he was in seclusion and had no contact with other people, the disciples of the sect had privately spread the rumor that he was a sullen, cold-blooded, and cold-faced ice sculpture who kept strangers away.

His main task is to send the disciples to the entrance of the secret realm, wait until the entrance is opened to ensure that they can all enter the secret realm, and then wait for a month to pick them up at the exit. In layman's terms, this is like sending children to school and picking them up from school.

However, although the level of the secret realm is only the Jindan stage, no one can guarantee how dangerous it is. If the disciples encounter danger, they have one chance to crush the life-saving talisman. Lian Qingyang has to stay at the exit and wait for a month. The only disadvantage of this low-level secret realm is that the location of the exit is randomly refreshed each time, and there will be signs before the refresh.

Although finding an exit was annoying, it was still possible to find a way around. However, this was not a problem for Lian Qingyang. He lowered his eyes and waved his sleeve to stop the immortal boat. He turned around and said to the somewhat stunned disciples, "You wait here for a while. I'll be back soon."

After saying this, he stepped out of the fairy boat and floated down on the wind, but his clothes did not move at all. When he came up, he still looked calm and composed, but there was a black cat lying on his shoulder. It had half-closed its eyes, and when it noticed the gazes of the disciples, it slowly opened its eyes and looked over. Its pair of glass-gold pupils were particularly eye-catching.

Lian Qingyang did not open his mouth to explain, allowing the disciples behind him to whisper and talk to each other, and just steered the immortal boat to continue moving forward.

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The immortal boat soon arrived at its destination. Lian Qingyang lowered his eyes and saw a group of people gathered below. He found an open space to land the immortal boat. After the disciples got off, he put the immortal boat into his ring and walked forward with a group of disciples who stood in line and looked ahead.

The Guiyuan Sect's attire was a striking blue and white color. All the disciples wore the same attire and followed Lian Qingyang in unison, giving them the demeanor of a major sect.

Lian Qingyang was an exception in Guiyuan Sect. The robes he usually wore were all blue-green in color, making him unique in the sect. In addition, he had an outstanding appearance. Although no one from other sects had seen him, it was clear at a glance that he was the famous but rarely seen Lord Qingli.

The two sect leaders who were chatting nearby noticed the Guiyuan Sect team, glanced at each other, and walked over side by side. One of them said to Lian Qingyang with a smile, "I believe this must be the Qingli Divine Monarch of the Guiyuan Sect. I have long heard of your great name, and today I finally get to see your true face. I am Xiang Qunjing, a disciple of the Lingwu Sect, and I pay my respects to the Qingli Divine Monarch."

"Junior Zuo Qianyi, a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, pays homage to the Qingli Divine Lord."

Lian Qingyang slightly lowered his eyelashes, and nodded calmly to show his understanding and response. It was not that he was pretending. After all, they were not of the same generation. The two people in front of him were at a lower level than him, and their positions in their respective sects were also lower than his. Naturally, he had to show the momentum of an elder.

Some hypocritical cultivators pay great attention to etiquette. Now that people from various sects have noticed this place, it is not easy for him to lower his posture and get along with the two of them. If he does that, the entrance to the secret realm may not be opened yet, and the leader of the Guiyuan Sect, the God, will have no authority. The fact that he lowers his posture to cater to the disciples of the small sect may reach the ears of his senior brother.

After he nodded, the disciples behind him raised their hands and clasped their fists to salute the opposite side.

Although the person who was secretly observing wanted to go up and talk to Lian Qingyang, due to his aura of keeping strangers away, he only said hello and let Lord Qingli get to know him.

The black cat on Lian Qingyang's shoulder was originally curled up with its eyes closed and dozing, but was awakened by the continuous greetings. It opened its eyes and glanced around, its eyes filled with impatience. Then it stood up and sat upright on Lian Qingyang's shoulder, looking arrogantly at the person who was walking towards it to say hello, and meowed warningly.

This kitten looks quite ordinary, but it's a cat that can stand on the shoulder of Qingli God. No, it must be a divine beast with unfathomable power! The man paused, his thoughts racing. He didn't move closer, but just stood there and gave the kitten a flattering smile.

Soon, the entrance to the secret realm opened, and some leading disciples from some sects, whose realms were not too high, were allowed to enter with the team. Lian Qingyang just watched silently as the disciples of Guiyuan Sect said goodbye to him one by one and then stepped in.

A quarter of an hour later, the entrance to the secret realm was closed. Lian Qingyang stood there for a while, and when he saw that no one else came to say hello, he flew away.

He couldn't just wait here for such a wonderful outing. The disciples of Guiyuan Sect were all very powerful and wouldn't come out for a while, so he decided to go and do his business.

"Let's go find my dear apprentice."