Chapter 1715: what a place
Among the ten inner disciples who came together, there were also pattern planters and blacksmiths, but none of them had made such rapid progress as Feng Chen, and many of them had been stuck at the same level for many years.
Even among them, only the one with the most outstanding temperament and elegance is the late stage of the Xuanpin planting pattern, and the others are only in the early and middle stages of the Xuanpin.
In the bottom of my heart, I vaguely regarded Feng Chen as the opponent of this exchange conference. Many inner disciples began to continue to study planting patterns and forging during their time on the flying boat.
They don't want to be overtaken too much by a new disciple from the outer sect who has not entered the school for a long time. The sense of crisis is very strong.
It's just that they are not like Elder Tao who can guess that someone behind Feng Chen may have taught him or encountered an opportunity, and they are classified as Feng Chen mainly because the three talents are heavenly and they can realize that progress is so fast.
So my heart is mainly sour and envious, but I don't have too much jealousy and hatred, and there is no way for anyone to let talent be born.
Elder Tao didn't know that because of his words, the atmosphere on the flying boat became tense, and everyone wanted to improve their abilities in the last remaining time.
The inner disciples did not want to be compared with the outer disciples, and the outer disciples wanted to surpass the inner disciples, so Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen were the only ones who went to the deck every day to breathe and relax.
From time to time, the two would stand on the deck to look at the scenery, or make tea and drink, and sometimes they would also drink.
Seeing how leisurely Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen are, and so harmonious with the high-level sect, not to mention the inner disciples, even the outer disciples who came together began to feel sour.
Occasionally, disciples will join, and gradually the tension on the flying boat has become more harmonious.
Time flies, and soon more than half a month passed, and the group also arrived near Xuanyou Valley.
The location of Xuanyougu is very close to the name of the sect. It is built in a quiet deep valley.
Looking from the flying boat outside, you can only see layers of misty mist lingering in the mountains, and you can't see the details in the valley at all.
Yu Qing's eyes fell on the layer of white fog shrouded outside, with a little more interest in his eyes.
Elder Tao smiled and asked, "Did you see something, little girl?"
Hearing his question, everyone's eyes fell on Yu Qingqian.
Yu Qing answered truthfully: "I can see that the layers of white mist contain poison, and the deeper it goes, the more poison it becomes."
I really want to walk in directly from the poisonous mist and take a breath! It's a pity to restrain yourself.
Xuanyougu is really a good place!
If he hadn't been worried about his grandfather and the sick beauty, Xuanyougu is actually the most suitable place for Yu Qingqian, at least there are a lot of toxins to absorb and refine.
The expressions of the disciples present changed. From their point of view, they could only perceive that the layers of white mist in front of them could block the penetration of mental and soul power, but they had no idea that the white mist contained a deadly poison.
But after thinking about it, this is normal. If the outside of Xuanyou Valley is not protected by toxin defenses, it will not be famous for playing poison.
"Ha ha……"
The top of the Guiyuan Sect hadn't spoken yet, when a loud laugh suddenly sounded from a distance.
The voice went from far to near, and soon everyone saw two people in green robes standing on a solid black crow with a large size, flying towards them through the white fog.
The one who laughed was a middle-aged man who exuded the aura of Heavenly Spirit Realm, and behind him stood a young man of Earth Spirit Realm.
The one who laughed was the middle-aged man in the lead, obviously he was in a good mood.