Elder Liang was obviously stunned for a moment, "So fast?"
"It will take us a lot of time to get from the Thirteenth House to the First House. Moreover, we also want to go around the Thirteenth House of the Shenye Dynasty." Yunzheng nodded.
When Elder Liang heard this, he immediately knew something in his heart, and he pretended to be serious and warned: "Then you should pay attention to safety along the way."
"Master, you are well on your way."
Mo Jing answered naturally.
Elder Liang choked slightly: "..." It didn't sound like a good thing to say.
Yunzheng laughed, "Okay, we should go our separate ways."
When Elder Liang heard this, he looked down at Yunzheng and nodded in an elderly manner. The next moment, he turned around with a smile and left the mansion gracefully.
"Disciples, see you in the first mansion in two months."
His hearty voice came from the front, and the dark purple figure, accompanied by a group of strong men, gradually moved away.
Yunzheng looked away calmly, then turned to look at Feng Xinglan, Yu Qiu, and Mo Jing, smiled and said, "We should set off now."
Feng Xinglan nodded: "That makes sense."
Yu Qiu chuckled, "Then let's go."
Mo Jing looked puzzled and asked: "Where should we go first?"
"We will go wherever we go, but our ultimate goal is the First Mansion." Yunzheng raised his eyes and looked in a certain direction in the distance, with a slight smile on his delicate little face.
After resigning from a steward of the palace, the four of them just left.
After leaving the Thirteenth Mansion, they boarded a spirit boat refined by Yu Qiu. Compared with most other spirit boats, this spirit boat was slightly smaller, but its quality was guaranteed to a certain extent.
.
On the deck of the Lingzhou, Mo Jing was lying on a rocking chair like an old man, with his hands behind his head and lazily basking in the sun.
Feng Xinglan sat on the small bench, looking down at his sword with a frown, fiddling with it from time to time, as if he was studying how to make the sword more powerful.
The man in red robe stood on the deck, looking side by side with Yunzheng at the scenery under the spirit boat, chatting from time to time.
About a quarter of an hour later.
Yunzheng stared at them with a smile and said, "It's time for us to practice."
Feng Xinglan's hand holding the hilt of the sword paused slightly.
Yu Qiu smiled lazily, stretched, and then moved his muscles.
Mo Jing almost fell off the rocking chair in shock. He looked at Yunzheng with a shocked expression, "This... so fast?"
"Not happy."
Yunzheng shook his head and continued, "We are about to land in a deserted forest. Let's go there to fight for three days."
Mo Jing and the other three: "!" Fight for three days first?!
After a long time, the spirit boat landed on a deserted forest. Immediately afterwards, Yunzheng took the three people with dull expressions and got off the spirit boat.
Since their strength and cultivation levels were similar, they started to fight in pairs.
Yunzheng fights against Feng Xinglan, and Mo Jing fights against Yu Qiu.
Gradually, they exchanged opponents with each other and continued to fight, from day to night, and from night to day.
Qingfeng stood aside, and when he saw weaknesses in their attack and defense, he would point them out to them one by one after the battle.
At night, those who passed through the deserted forest would occasionally hear shrill howls of pain, which would frighten them to death, and most of them would run away.
"There's a ghost!!!"
The remaining small group of people tried to get closer to the place where the noise came from, but as soon as they took a few steps, they were accidentally injured by sharp attacks, which made them stagger.
"What's this?!"
What caught their eyes was a sky-high fire, and beyond the fire there were streaks of sword energy, followed by domineering blades and sharp winds caused by the iron fans.
The ground was split into huge mouths, and all the withered trees around it collapsed, leaving them in a mess, and the remaining power seeped into people.
When the passers-by saw the scene clearly, their hearts beat violently and they shouted in fear:
"There are strong men fighting, run away!"
The four people who were fighting were not distracted at all.
Three days later, the deserted forest became even more ‘wild’.
The four Yunzheng people, all injured and exhausted, boarded the spirit boat again.
…
They practiced and traveled on the road.
After more than half a month, the four of them had broken through to the Dzogchen realm of cultivation.
And they finally arrived at the first mansion.
The first mansion is obviously much larger than the other twelve mansions, and its level of prosperity is unmatched by the other mansions.
Because the Thousand Cranes Secret Realm is about to open, there are currently an extremely large number of the eight major races in the First Mansion. At a glance, most of the cultivators are below the level of the Semi-Saint Dao Realm.
A handsome young man in black attire suddenly stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Brother, I would like to ask, in how many days will the Qianhe Secret Realm be opened?"
The big man who was asked was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "At noon in five days."
"Thank you, brother." Mo Jing smiled, raised his hands and bowed in salute, then turned back to his friends and quickly told them the information he had just obtained.
The big man raised his eyes and glanced at them with a thoughtful look on his face. Then he walked towards them with striding steps and called them.
"Wait a minute, you guys just came from a low-level continent, right?"
The four Yunzhengs paused slightly and looked back at the big man.
Yunzheng's eyes stayed on the big man for two seconds. When she found that his cultivation was only at the middle level of the saint world, she felt something in her heart, smiled slightly and said: "Exactly."
A smile appeared on the big man's face, and he said rather cordially: "I also came up from a low-level continent. It is your luck that you met me, Zhang Wugen, today."
"Luck? How do you say this?"
"Because you can join our Ascension Alliance. Our alliance is composed of people who have ascended from low-level continents." The big man Zhang Wugen said with a smile.
Ascension Alliance?
Yunzheng and her friends looked at each other, and they were all quite surprised by this.
Seeing that they were unmoved, Zhang Wugen thought that they did not understand the significance of the existence of the Ascension Alliance, so he patiently explained:
"Those of us who ascended from low-level continents have neither connections nor resources in the Holy Ruins, so most people who come from low-level continents have a very difficult life."
"Leaving aside my low strength, I don't even have any spiritual jade or ruby on my body..."
"By joining the Ascension Alliance, the leader can provide us with some resources, rubies, every month, as long as we are loyal to him."
Yunzheng shook his head and declined with a smile, "Thank you for your kindness. We already have a place to go, so we don't plan to join the Ascension Alliance."
After Zhang Wugen heard that the four of them had gone somewhere, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he scratched his head with an honest face.