The negotiations dragged on for several days, until the fleet of the Xianshan Exploration Group passed by Black Scale Island.

On the Black Scale Island, Zhang Hao observed the situation of the master of the ship with the help of a telescope, and Zhang Hao saw a lot of transformation stages at a glance, and was meditating on the side of the ship tiredly.

Zhang Hao couldn't be sure for the time being, whether these transformation periods were tiring or because of radiation. The core of this immortal mountain can run for more than 100,000 years, and in Zhang Hao's cognition, there is only nuclear energy, and nuclear energy should have radiation.

Of course, the core of this immortal mountain is made by a high-level civilization, and Zhang Hao can't guarantee that his guess is correct.

However, there is no big mistake in being careful, Zhang Hao does not dare to approach this thing.

Seeing the fleet passing by Black Scale Island, Zhang Hao no longer paid attention. Soon left Black Scale Island and returned to the Ocean Group. Because the first detachment of the Atlantic Fleet, which returned from the East, was about to dock.

In fact, the fleet should have returned ten days ago, but starting from West Kunlun, the fleet could not sail at full speed. Because, whether it is the Western Kunlun, the Xianyin Sect, or the Xiaoyao Sect, they all sent personnel to arrive at the battleship in advance and issued a formal invitation to the envoy of the Liang Dynasty.

These holy places, etc., obviously want to cut off the beard halfway.

It is impossible for the envoys of the Liang Dynasty to turn a blind eye, so they can only make a courtesy visit and say hello first. In this way, it was delayed for more than ten days. So much so that it was not until the day before yesterday that the fleet finally crossed the island of Black Scale, and it was expected to arrive at the port of Changshan this evening.

Zhang Hao took the flying boat back to Changshan City, and sure enough, in the evening, there was a bright flash on the sea, and then there was a rumbling cannon.

Today, the fleet of the Ocean Group has a not-so-good tradition: when returning from the first opening of a new course, it will fire cannons to celebrate.

Zhang Hao waited quietly on the port, but there was already a lot of people around. Now that telecommunications have been developed, the news of the return of the fleet has long been spread.

Zhang Hao did not prohibit the crew from sending telegrams to their families to report their safety, as long as they did not divulge secrets. If you send a telegram, there are special people on the battleship who are cross-responsible, and it is difficult to leak secrets. For information security, Zhang Hao attaches unprecedented importance to it.

The sunset gradually sank below the sea level, but before the sunset approached the sea, there was already a gloomy mist above the sea that obscured part of the sunset's brilliance like a mountain. Gradually, the sea and sky were red, and the fleet was slowly approaching the shore in a brilliant glow.

15 warships is not much, but this fleet brings information from distant worlds.

Once upon a time, people could only know about the distant Kunlun continent in a few specious legends. Once upon a time, the west of the land of Qixia was a green sea of death.

Today, the green sea of death in the West has become a passage for the country of Qixia to understand the world.

As soon as the fleet docked, Tang Chenying and Li Yuanyuan, the master and apprentice, slowly flew down.

When she stepped on the land of Qixia again, Li Yuanyuan's eyes suddenly moistened. It's been eight years since she'd been out of the land! almost a third of her life cycle.

At a glance, Li Yuanyuan saw Zhang Hao's figure.

At this time, Zhang Hao, standing on a high place, was set off by the brilliance of the sunset, like a fairy king looking down on the world. This person is creating a dynasty of his own and an era of his own.

The sea breeze hunted and blew Zhang Hao's clothes, and Li Yuanyuan looked at this figure, and for a while, she had mixed tastes.

Eight years have passed, he has been married, but the bride is not himself.

Eight years have passed, he has stood at the peak, and he has thousands of gods under his hands, but he is only a Yuan Infant stage, although he is only a Yuan Infant stage cultivator, but the gap between himself and him is getting bigger and bigger.

The gap in the past is a gap in cultivation, and it can be made up. Today's gap is a gap in social status, like a chasm!

Li Yuanyuan suddenly had an indescribable heartache and an indescribable suffocation.

Tang Chenying pulled Li Yuanyuan and slowly flew towards Zhang Hao.

"Master......" Li Yuanyuan made a weak voice.

Tang Chenying was very domineering: "It's been eight years, and this negative man hasn't even squeaked, let's go and ask him!"

Zhang Hao turned his head slowly, watching Tang Chenying pull Li Yuanyuan to fly over, and then looked at the nervous, timid, and joyful girl behind Tang Chenying, his face was slightly stiff.

Anyway, there are so many people now, can we find a time to talk about it?

It's a pity that Tang Chenying didn't give Zhang Hao this opportunity, so he pulled Li Yuanyuan and flew next to Zhang Hao. looked at Zhang Hao and snorted coldly, "Zhang Hao!"

"The style of the predecessors is still the same......"

"Don't say it's useless. In the past eight years, Yuanyuan has been talking about you in her sleep, and she is afraid that you will be hungry, tired, and wronged. She's been waiting for you for eight years, and you have to give you a word. ”

Zhang Hao looked at Li Yuanyuan, looking at the eyes like a wounded deer, and his heart was suddenly touched a little softly.

After thinking about it, Zhang Hao took a deep breath and took the initiative to step forward and take Li Yuanyuan's somewhat nervous and cold little hand.

Li Yuanyuan lowered her head and did not speak, and her hair hung down, covering her red complexion.

Zhang Hao looked at the sight-reading and said to Tang Chenying: "Senior, it's windy here, how about you go to the foot of the mountain and wait for a while?"

"Hmph!" Tang Chenying snorted, pulling the reluctant Li Yuanyuan and flying away again. Along the way, Li Yuanyuan lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth were filled with a slight smirk.

Zhang Hao sighed slightly, it was the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty, and he was now qualified to do something 'out of the ordinary'.

After a while, the Liang Dynasty delegation landed, and Zhang Hao personally went over to greet him. People came from afar, and they refused so many interceptions along the way, giving enough face, of course Zhang Hao had to come forward to greet him in person.

The people of the Liang Dynasty, plus Yu Linwei, have a total of 500 people, 10 in the Transformation Period, and the rest are all at the peak of Yuanying.

After Huang Shixiang, the representative of the Liang Dynasty and the left servant of Shangshu, met Zhang Hao, he smiled and said, "It can be regarded as seeing Mr. Zhang himself." ”

Zhang Hao smiled and sent out an invitation, inviting Huang Shixiang and his party to board the welcoming vehicle. Then Zhang Hao arranged for Tang Chenying and Li Yuanyuan to also get in the car and go to Ninghe City.

At this time, Huang Shixiang also began to be shocked all the way.

Along the way, he had also seen ports in the West Kunlun, the Immortal Yin Sect, and the Xiaoyao Sect, but it was obviously not comparable to that of the Ocean Group. In fact, Huang Shixiang was in shock before he docked, and when he got into the car and arrived in Ninghe City, his mouth opened even wider.

Looking at the towering buildings, looking at the overpasses on the ground, looking at the railroads stretching to the end of the line, looking at this completely unfamiliar world, which is in a state of downtime for a while.

Especially when he arrived in Changshan City, it was already nightfall, a gorgeous city that never sleeps, breaking Huang Shixiang's perception of the city.

There are no city walls, the buildings are much higher than the city walls, and the roads are criss-crossed, and the vehicles on them drive the development of the city.

For a while, Huang Shixiang was stupid.