There is no future for menial disciples? I draw talismans to achieve immortality

"Senior Brother Yang, it's only three thousand yuan! Your flying magic weapon isn't fast enough!"

Suddenly, Song Qingwen's sarcastic voice rang in everyone's ears.

All eyes turned to Song Qingwen.

Zhao Xuemei frowned and said, "What, Senior Brother Song? Do you have an even faster flying magic weapon?"

"Hehe, everyone, please take a look!"

Song Qingwen patted his storage bag, took out a palm-sized piece of red cloth, and said with a smug smile, "This treasure is called the Star Chasing Blanket. It costs 4,000 yuan at normal cruising speed and 5,330 yuan at maximum speed."

Upon hearing his words, everyone showed surprise, except for Yang Yanjing, whose expression was not very pleasant.

Comparison between people is inevitable at any time, and as one's self-cultivation increases, this competitive mentality will only grow stronger.

"A fan-favorite blanket costs four thousand yuan at normal cruising speed."

"Fast, too fast, a thousand yuan faster than Senior Brother's Sky Shuttle."

"Junior Brother Song is truly skilled."

Yang Yan praised him and then silently put away his Sky-Piercing Shuttle.

With a flick of his wrist, Song Qingwen caused the red cloth in his hand to suddenly grow several feet larger, transforming into a huge red carpet.

Song Qingwen stepped onto the red carpet and then invited Yang Yanjing and the others, saying, "Please, gentlemen."

"Thank you!"

The three men clasped their hands in greeting and then stepped onto the red carpet one after another.

Just as Xu Changshou was about to lift his foot, Song Qingwen stopped him and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Xu, I see your shoes are dirty. Don't soil my fan carpet. Take your shoes off before you step on."

"you……"

A flash of anger crossed Xu Changshou's eyes, and he slowly lowered his raised foot back down.

This guy clearly looks down on himself for being a menial disciple.

Cultivators never touch the ground, and besides, their shoes have a built-in dust-repelling function, so how could they possibly get dirty?

So, only his shoes were dirty? Weren't Xu Ye and the other two's shoes dirty?

This is clearly an attempt to make things difficult for him.

"Senior Brother Song, what are you saying...?"

Xu Ye stood up, wanting to stand up for Xu Changshou, but Zhao Xuemei stopped him.

Zhao Xuemei held Xu Ye down and whispered in his ear, "Senior Brother Song has always disliked Xu Changshou. Although you introduced him, you can't stand up for him now. Otherwise, Senior Brother Song will only become more hostile towards him."

"This……"

Xu Ye hesitated for a moment before stopping.

Zhao Xuemei is right. Their master is Venerable Honglian. Even if he stands up for Xu Changshou, with Venerable Honglian protecting him, Song Qingwen wouldn't dare to do anything.

But Xu Changshou was different; he was a menial disciple.

If Song Qingwen is truly angered, dealing with Xu Changshou will be a simple matter for him.

Yang Yanjing, who was standing to the side, did not speak. Although he did not approve of Song Qingwen's approach, he would not offend Song Qingwen for the sake of Xu Changshou, a menial servant. It was pointless.

The anger in Xu Changshou's eyes flashed and disappeared, followed by a calm smile on his face. He clasped his hands slightly and said, "I won't go up, so as not to dirty Senior Brother Song's fan carpet."

Xu Changshou wasn't stupid. He was currently a menial servant, and offending Song Qingwen at this time would clearly be unwise.

Given Song Qingwen's current status, no one in the Sima Jian would dare to contradict him if he said anything.

It would be very easy for him to make trouble for himself; in fact, even if he killed himself, his master would protect him.

But he was different; he was just a servant. Even if he was stronger than Song Qingwen, he couldn't kill Song Qingwen.

Song Qingwen's master was Venerable Wanyan, a cultivator at the Mahayana realm. At this level, he was able to deduce cause and effect to a certain extent.

If Song Qingwen dies at my hands, Wanyan Zunzhe will definitely be able to deduce my fate, making it easier for him to deal with me.

In short, Song Qingwen cannot be killed, at least not now.

Although we can't kill him, we can teach him a lesson, but not here. We'll wait until we get to the Shattered Star Sea.

Thinking of this, Xu Changshou's smile deepened.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing his ability to endure, Song Qingwen's eyes flashed with surprise, then he burst into laughter.

"Junior Brother Changshou, how can you catch up with us if you don't get on the fan-chasing carpet?" Xu Ye said worriedly.

Xu Changshou laughed and said, "I have a sword that can keep up with the star-chasing carpet."

"No! I'll go with you..."

Xu Ye was about to step off the fan carpet when Zhao Xuemei stopped him again.

Song Qingwen laughed and said, "Everyone, you see, it's not that I don't want him to go up, it's that he himself doesn't want to go up."

After speaking, he looked at Xu Changshou again and smiled, "Our destination this time is Wanlei Cave. We will wait for you at the largest entrance of Wanlei Cave. Let's speed things up."

"go!"

After speaking, Song Qingwen waved his sleeve and led everyone westward.

Xu Changshou patted his storage bag, summoned the Azure-Yellow Sword, stepped on it, and rode it to chase after Song Qingwen and the others.

Only Xu Changshou rode on it; he only needed to step on the sword, and the Azure Yellow Sword did not need to grow larger.

When Xu Changshou took out the Azure Yellow Sword, everyone was stunned.

"What kind of flying artifact is this? It looks like a flying sword."

"I've never seen such a strange flying artifact before."

"Isn't this a flying sword?"

Yang Yanjing and the others talked with strange expressions.

Flying magical artifacts can be any shape, but there are absolutely no sword-shaped flying magical artifacts. Even if there were, they would be giant swords several meters long.

The reason is simple: the flying sword has had its flying attribute removed. It's not that the flying sword doesn't have the flying attribute, but rather that it is not allowed to have the flying attribute.

Otherwise, just buy a flying sword; it can be used for both fighting and traveling, which is much better.

But the problem is, if such flying swords existed, who would be willing to spend more money to buy flying boats? Capital wouldn't allow it.

Therefore, flying swords are not allowed to have flight attributes, and therefore, there are no flying spell waves in the shape of flying swords.

When Xu Changshou took out his Azure-Yellow Sword, the four of them were somewhat surprised, but at the same time, they did not believe that Xu Changshou's sword could keep up with the speed of the Star Chasing Carpet.

"interesting!"

A smile appeared on Song Qingwen's face. Seeing Xu Changshou chasing after them with all his might, he slowed down his flight speed to two thousand yuan.

Two thousand yuan isn't fast, but it's already the limit for a mid-stage Void Refinement cultivator. Song Qingwen felt that Xu Changshou's flying sword was also around two thousand yuan fast.

The maximum speed may be close to three thousand.

Before long, Xu Changshou slowly caught up.

Xu Ye asked curiously, "That's pretty fast, Junior Brother Changshou, what kind of flying magic weapon is that?"

Xu Changshou laughed and said, "This is the Azure-Yellow Sword, named for its ability to reach the highest heavens and the deepest hells. Its speed is not bad!"

"Great!"

Xu Ye gave a thumbs up, feeling a little envious. He never expected that Xu Changshou, a mere servant, would actually acquire a flying magic weapon, making him even stronger than himself.

Seeing that Xu Changshou was relaxed, Song Qingwen smiled playfully and said, "Junior Brother Xu, I'm going to speed up now, you'd better keep up."

After speaking, he increased his speed to 2,500 yuan, but didn't dare to increase it to 3,000 yuan, fearing that Xu Changshou wouldn't be able to catch up.

Seeing him speed up, Xu Changshou also gradually increased his speed, but not too fast, keeping a steady pace behind.