Chen Xu led everyone and set off on the sect's flying boat.

This is a top-grade spiritual weapon, a spiritual weapon of the same level as the Jingxiao Sword, and its place of origin is the Weapon Refining Sect.

And it was the Weapon Refining Sect before it declined.

As for how he ended up here at Jiuxuanmen, no one knows.

The flying boat is unimaginably large. According to legend, this spiritual weapon was used to transport disciples during the great war between immortals and demons.

As for being gorgeous, it's not a very simple flying boat. It's practical.

The training room inside is really no worse than the sect's.

As soon as he stood on the flying boat, Yan Lingxiu disappeared.

Shen Xu was used to it. Yan Lingxiu would always practice in an unexpected place, as if he would never feel safe.

Nor will he take the initiative to face others.

Yan Lingxiu immediately found a more preferred training room. He was not worried about missing the secret realm because of overdoing his training. He knew that Brother Shen Xu would call him before going to the secret realm.

During this period, he learned a lot of things, including formations, talismans and seal scripts, and alchemy and weapon refining.

Chen Xu almost wanted to teach him everything related to cultivation, so that he would have sufficient ability to protect himself and have sufficient knowledge of this world of cultivation.

Not only does he attend classes, but he also spends half an hour every day with Chen Xu to handle sect affairs.

Although he was said to be following along, Yan Lingxiu stood behind Shen Xu most of the time, watching him methodically mark the various talismans and seals in red before sending them out.

From time to time, Shen Xu would sigh and say something.

It is common to make annotations and introductions at the same time.

This benefited Yan Lingxiu a lot.

In fact, he has been in the sect for almost a year, and he has come into contact with a lot of things.

Especially during the three months after entering the inner gate.

These are all useful, and those that are useless and do not help improve his strength have been abandoned by him.

Ever since he became a disciple, Senior Brother Shen Xu and Wang Miao had treated him as if they were teaching the younger generation of the sect. Whether they were making plans for him or allocating certain things to him, they would all have to be discussed.

Chen Xu is more like a stern teacher. In comparison, the head teacher, the hands-off shopkeeper, is still thorough.

The plan was finalized by several senior brothers, and the master just took one look at it and agreed to implement it.

In short, the various turns and contrasts during this period made his mind fluctuate.

Now.

I don't really have that many ideas anymore.

During the meditation in the training room, he also thought about all the previous things.

He wanted to be recognized by the sect, and he also wanted to gain a firm foothold within this immortal sect, but it was obvious that he had gotten what he wanted now.

Within the Immortal Sect, he was not only respected, but even accepted as a disciple by that legendary figure.

Within the sect, everyone is united and the senior brothers treat others with leniency. Even those disciples of the sect are extremely dear to them.

This is a peaceful and harmonious fairy sect, which once made Yan Lingxiu feel like he had found his ideal sect.

Beauty doesn't look like substance.

It's like a dream.

He walked out of the devil's cave, and his journey was bumpy and wandering. Only when he came here did he find warmth and support.

He wanted to protect all of this, prevent it from becoming a dream, and protect every plant, tree, lake, and river in the Nine Mystical Sect.

This still requires strong strength.

In the world of life, you cannot just seek to protect yourself.

At this moment, he thought of how Senior Brother Wang Miao had taken the risk to save the sect disciples from the blood demon.

I thought of the elders of the sect, united as one, fighting for the sect’s unparalleled achievements outside the Jiuxuan Sect.

As for Master...

Yan Lingxiu thought for a while, closed his eyes, and felt calm inside.

There are so many things worth protecting.

Strength is the most important thing.

This is a better training room. It is in a corner and is quiet and elegant.

As for the really good training room with powerful formations, he didn't want to fight or deal with others. Giving it to others would only slow down the training.

Within a few hours, he didn't expect to make any big progress.

But, you shouldn’t be idle!

Practicing never counts years.

At noon on the second day, Yan Lingxiu opened his eyes and looked outside.

"Let's go, it's time. You can retreat for a while, the secret realm is closed." Wang Miao's voice came.

The training room has a special communication method.

It can not only disturb the people inside, but also wake them up. In the final analysis, it is to send out a weak wave so that the people inside can notice it on their own and wake up.

And if it is a deep retreat, or a critical breakthrough, this formation will be removed, and some deeper formations will be reinforced.

Most training rooms will have this function, which is very user-friendly.

After waking up, Yan Lingxiu walked out of the training room and saw Wang Miao.

Wang Miao was wearing blue clothes at the moment, and he looked a bit ethereal. As the leader of Jingxiao Peak, Wang Miao's temperament was definitely very good, and among the nine leaders, none of them were ugly.

Young immortals may all have such a Taoist spirit.

"Let's go. We are the first ones to arrive. The other sects have not arrived yet." On the way, Wang Miao introduced, "It's their business if they don't arrive, but as the so-called number one sect in the world, we still have to take care of them.

With this face."

"Aren't the strongest ones the last to arrive?" Yan Lingxiu added.

Wang Miao suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face, and turned to look at Yan Lingxiu. If it weren't for his words, "Will you still take the initiative to speak?"

Yan Lingxiu, "My disciple is not mute."

"That's right, that's right." Wang Miao nodded. "But there's nothing wrong with what you said."

"Indeed, the strong ones should arrive at the last moment, and the immortal sounds can show the magnanimity of our immortal sect." Wang Miao said immediately, "But these cost spirit stones. Shen Xu will spend nine

Xuanmen's budget has been calculated a hundred years from now, do you think he will be willing to put it on this?"

Yan Lingxiu, "..." seems right.

Jiuxuanmen are born frugal, this is a normal thing.

"The people from Taishangdao should be coming soon. We arrive first every time. The other immortal sects all have to show off." Wang Miao said disdainfully, "The weaker the Immortal Sect Holy Land, the more they want to

We must demonstrate these to maintain our orthodox status.”

“I was swaggering all the way across the border, and I didn’t know who it was for.”

Yan Lingxiu didn't say much, but quietly listened to Wang Miao's complaints.

Outside, the flying boat has already landed.

After stepping off the flying boat, Yan Lingxiu felt refreshed for a while.

The aura here is so rich and has a divine quality that makes people feel as if all the veins in their body are open.

"Don't inhale the spiritual energy here, and try not to break through the realm inside." Wang Miao warned.

Yan Lingxiu immediately stopped absorbing spiritual energy.

Wang Miao then explained, "The spiritual energy here comes from ancient times, is mixed, and not pure enough. The spiritual energy in ancient times is indeed very rich, but it lacks a little precipitation."

"If you have to break through inside, you can use spirit stones. This is for us in this world."

Yan Lingxiu nodded and glanced at Wang Miao gratefully, "Thank you, senior brother."

Wang Miao just smiled and did not respond. However, after going out, Wang Miao's expression returned to solemnity, and he looked at the plain in front of him solemnly.

This is a huge plain, extremely open, but the strange thing is that there is not even a trace of wind on it, as if there is no ripple in the ancient well.

However, this is just too late. The ruins will not be opened for another two hours, right on this plain.

He stood behind Wang Miao, keeping calm and not saying hello to anyone.

Keep your eyes level, without lowering your head or looking at the sky.

Until Du Yun on the side came over mysteriously, "Junior Brother Yan, where were you yesterday?"

Yan Lingxiu, "..."

Why does this sentence "Junior Brother" sound a bit inconsistent?
To be continued...