Song Zhiyang was standing on a huge and magnificent carriage with a heavy heart at the moment.

This carriage is about dozens of zhang long and five or six zhang wide, and it is unimaginably huge.

And everywhere on the carriage, all kinds of runes and murals are carefully carved, and the two are intertwined but still chaotic.

There were more than a hundred rooms of various sizes divided into carriages, with the largest dozen rooms distributed in the center of the carriage.

At the front of the carriage were thirteen white horses with reins around their necks.

If you look closely, you can see that these vivid horses are actually woven from unknown white blades of grass.

What is even more surprising is that these carriages drawn by white horses did not feel bumpy at all, and the actions of the thirteen horses were unimaginably unified.

And what these thirteen horses stepped on was not a rich meadow, but a white cloud.

This huge luxury carriage pulled by thirteen horses is the means of transportation for the thirteen-story building in the Ascending Dragon Realm.

Most of the 100 rooms were vacant, and only a dozen or so were occupied.

In other words, this time in the Thirteenth Building, there were only more than ten people who entered the Ascending Dragon Realm, and compared to the Ascending Dragon Room and the Liang Chen Sect, they had no advantage in terms of numbers.

However, these more than ten people would not be underestimated in the slightest, because most of them were cave cultivators.

Even the occasional two Xuan monks are all people with special abilities.

"Master Song, are you worried about Guan Qingzong again?"

Hu Daoyou didn't know when, he had already quietly come to Song Zhiyang's side, and smiled slightly.

When Song Zhiyang heard this, he broke free from his thoughts and showed a wry smile: "A few days ago, Elder Pan had already returned to the place where Guan Qingzong lived, and I don't know what happened to Guan Qingzong now. ”

Hu Daoyou knew that what Song Zhiyang wanted to say was that he didn't know that there were still a few Tongxuan elders left in the sect.

After all, the robbery of the monks of the Guanqing Sect this time was a doomed thing, especially the huge losses of the Tongxuan Elder Association, which were all deduced by Pan Hetong, so before entering the Shenglong Realm, he called these Tongxuan elders one by one and instructed them individually.

It's just that this catastrophe is not something that Song Zhiyang or Pan Hetong can help them through, everything depends on themselves.

And this time, although Guan Qingzong has tried his best to protect the elite disciples, but there are many dangers in the Shenglong Realm, coupled with the Ninggu catastrophe, whether it is Song Zhiyang or Pan Hetong, I don't know how many disciples can be sheltered this time.

In the edict left by Guan Qingtong, the patriarch of the Guanqing Sect, it was mentioned that her existence should not be revealed in advance to the disciples of the sect and the cultivators who cultivated under the Cave Heaven, and even the series of talisman flying boats she left behind to deal with the territory of the Ascending Dragon must not be revealed in advance.

Therefore, the entire Guanqing Sect only learned in recent times that their founding ancestor had left them such a precious thing that was enough for them to survive in the Ascending Dragon Realm.

I don't know what the meaning of the ancestor did this, Song Zhiyang didn't understand.

And the result of doing this, Song Zhiyang thinks he can guess some.

I'm afraid that the whole Guanqing Sect, including the five Tongxuan elders who stayed behind, thought that the Guanqing Sect didn't have much to rely on to survive in the Ascending Dragon Realm, so if they saw someone who could be deceived and had a living thing in their hands, they would inevitably be greedy.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyang couldn't help but sigh.

"Master Song, you have your own fate, you don't have to worry too much. Since Hu and Pan Daoyou are good friends, I have to say more. ”

Hu Daoyou couldn't help but comfort: "Since Ancestor Ling wants to do this, there must be a reason. Moreover, hadn't Pan Daoyou already instructed the Tongxuan Elder of your sect separately before? If he could listen to the advice, he would definitely be safe and sound, but if he didn't...... It's no wonder that others are no different. ”

When Song Zhiyang heard this, he also felt that what Hu Daoyou said was quite reasonable, he and Elder Pan had already reached the limit of what they could do, as for what those Tongxuan elders did, it was indeed not something they could control.

"Thank you, Tiger Daoyou. ”

Song Zhiyang only felt that most of the gloom in his heart had disappeared, and his expression on his face became relaxed.

"Master Song is polite. ”

Hu Daoyou didn't care.

"Next, I Guan Qingzong will lick my face and come to the thirteen-story building to seek refuge on the flying car, the thirteen-story building treats me Guan Qingzong's great kindness, I Guan Qingzong will never forget, a mere thank you can't be compared with the thirteen-story building's righteous action. ”

"It's too early for Song to promise anything, after all, the Ninggu catastrophe is far from over. However, as long as I, Guan Qingzong, have not died in this catastrophe, Guan Qingzong will definitely remember the kindness of the Thirteen Towers......"

At this moment, all of a sudden, a huge flying boat transformed by an ancient talisman flew towards the huge carriage of the thirteen-story building.

If Fang Yan was present, he would have found that this flying boat was already very different from what he had seen on the mountain occupied by Guan Qing Sect before.

After all, after a strange rain that lasted for several hours, there was a new change in the Ascending Dragon Realm again, and the temperature of the hot magma would easily scorch the bottom of the flying boat.

And at this moment, the flying boat that flew towards Song Zhiyang and Hu Daoyou was clean, and there was no trace of anxiety at all, so it must be a flying boat specially designed for the Ascending Dragon Realm.

And this flying boat was brought by Pan Hetong this time, and it was specially used to transport the disciples of the Guanqing Sect who were left behind.

"Elder Pan!"

When Song Zhiyang saw Pan Hetong, a smile appeared on his face, and then he looked behind him.

Pan Hetong's complexion changed slightly, but he didn't say anything, and after turning slightly sideways, Zhang Jingshan's figure appeared in front of Song Zhiyang.

"See the real person in charge, see Elder Tiger!"

Zhang Jingshan saluted respectfully.

Song Zhiyang's gaze searched for a long time, but he didn't find any other Tongxuan elders except Zhang Jingshan, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingshan sighed slightly in his heart, and naturally knew the sect master's thoughts.

"The real person in charge, the two elders Xu Ge and Chu Fei have fallen. And Elder Chen and Elder Ji ......"

Seeing this, Pan Hetong was also very depressed, but he had to explain.

After Pan Hetong's words had fallen for a long time, Song Zhiyang nodded, but he didn't say a word.

After perceiving that the master of his own faction was so out of shape, Song Zhiyang couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, secretly regretted it, hurriedly put away his gloomy color, raised a smile on his face, and smiled at the hundreds of disciples who had already stood in front of the carriage and lined up: "Elder Zhang, you divide these disciples and arrange them into those spare rooms. ”

Zhang Jingshan immediately received the order and began to divide the disciples according to the size of the vacant room on the carriage.

Zhang Jingshan naturally knew that now Guan Qingzong was just living on other people's territory, and naturally there was no reason to fill all the spare rooms.