The treasure ship left Shattered Star Island and headed southwest, but dozens of ships came from the east.

At the bow of the boat, the female cultivator with a long and short sword at her waist held the drawings, and a reckless green appeared in her sight, "The lord has an order, take down this archipelago!"

Thousands of black-clothed soldiers are magnificent, "Yes!"

On the other side, Du Jue bowed his head and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant, "In order to thank you for taking care of the Shangding Society, the lord has prepared a thank you gift, which is on Skull Island, please accept it." ”

The woman in white stroked the teacup with her hand, "Where is she?"

Du Jue smiled slightly, "I'm going to go shopping elsewhere."

Zhan Changfeng was delayed for some time in the Shattered Star Islands, and there were only ten days left before the closing day of the One Page Island, urging the treasure ship to move quickly.

The boat traveled for six days and six nights, and at last at dawn they saw the shadow of a page island.

From a distance, Yiphu Island looks like an unclimbable mountain, and there is no dock around it. Zhan Changfeng followed the big boat and the small boat, and went around half a circle, only to find that these were two mountains, and there was a waterway between the two mountains leading to the island.

This waterway is called Lengjiang, as soon as you enter, there is a biting cold air hit, thinking about the land, Jian Su, who has been looking forward to it, couldn't help but go back to the cabin, and Elder Ling, who was nesting in the cabin, came out, he liked this kind of cold very much, which made his body tortured by the fire and dark disease feel better.

Elder Ling's real name was Ling Dao, and when Zhan Changfeng heard his name, he only said, "The name is too big, you can't hold it down." ”

Elder Ling pondered for a night and changed his name to Ling Weichu.

The treasure ship sailed out of the shadow of the high mountains on both sides of the river, into the vast plain, the main trunk of the cold river was 50 kilometers wide, and it was difficult to see the scene on the opposite bank, in this vastness, the new ships scattered the river fog, and brought a noise, although the sky was now bright, and the shadows of the ships on the shore had not yet woken up from their sleep.

Jian Su stomped on the ground a few times, his face full of happiness, "It's down-to-earth." ”

Lin Han's cold and delicate face also quietly had a hint of relaxation, and Zhan Changfeng asked with a smile, "You live by the sea, aren't you suitable for boating?"

"We've never been to the sea, we used to stay in the mountains. Jian Su seemed to think of something, and his tone was a little low.

Zhan Changfeng didn't say much, "In that case, let's go to the nearby city and have a look." ”

Ling Weichu's dark illness was really powerful, and he could only repair it slowly, and he didn't have the heart to go around with the young man, so he stayed in a boat inn, and the cold air of the cold river was a pleasure for him.

Zhan Changfeng and the three of them went to the nearby Chuanluo City along the official road, which was also the registration place for the sea conference.

There are also many people who rushed into the city, and most of them came to catch up with the sea conference, and they all built a foundation for the congenital.

The conference is divided into large and small meetings, and the small meeting is allowed to compete in the congenital competition, and the conference is to build a foundation to show what you have learned and compete for the quota of the reckless fighting method.

At the same time, it is a good time for all sects, families, and princes to select disciples and talents.

The above attention also made the young monks in the mountain and sea realm regard the meeting as a turning point in their fate, and thousands of monks signed up for each session.

Those who do not have a teacher look forward to finding support here, those who are not famous want to accumulate fame through this, and those who are famous want to compete with the geniuses of their peers, this is the land of dreams, and every monk who sets foot on the shore is excited, like a firewood close to the fire, which will be lit at any time

Gradually, among the group of strangers who were in a hurry, there were more peasants who were driving cars or carrying burdens.

Zhan Changfeng paid attention to the scene in the soul seal, and slowed down, "This old man, may I ask if there is Chuan Luo in front?"

The old man who was sitting on the side of the road to rest on the flat pole was holding a straw hat as a fan, and the white short shirt was wet, and he looked over when he heard the question, and saw that it was a kind young man, and said casually, "It's Chuanluo, it's a big city, you are here to participate in the sea conference, let's go, don't miss the registration." ”

Zhan Changfeng sat down on the big rock next to him, ignoring the moss on it, gentle and polite, "I've just arrived, can the old man tell me what kind of big city it is." ”

Old Bole is a free and direct person, "Then I will tell you that there are two cities in Chuanluo, there are two cities, the outer city and the outsiders can enter, and the inner city can only be entered by the people of the island. ”

"Yes, the old man is going to the scene?"

"Isn't it, I've been walking for half a night since I came out of the village, so I'll rest here first, and I'll have to go to the city at dawn. ”

Zhan Changfeng stood up, "Thank you for your answer, just remind the old man not to sit on the flat shoulder." As he spoke, he put down a medium-grade spirit stone and bought the two straw crickets in his burden.

"Eh, this..." The old man stood up in surprise and touched his head, the young man now, it's really weird.

Zhan Changfeng only saw the mystery of half of the Spring and Autumn Picture on the flat shoulder at first glance, and went up to talk on a whim, but it was obvious that the old man was not the person who carved the picture, so his interest dispersed quickly, and he left it behind after a while.

Jian Su also figured out her temperament, she likes to go straight, and she is patient, so she asked, "I already know where the front is, why do you ask?"

"No matter how clear it is, it is not as clear as the locals, and besides, the land of mountains and wilderness is full of strange people. She smiled and gave a straw cricket to Lin Han.

Lin Leng had a cold face, and his palm was a lively straw cricket, and he shivered, and inexplicably felt that his sister's breath was a little heavy.

When Lin Han was thinking about whether to put it away or put it away, Zhan Changfeng gave another cricket to Jian Su, "It's made of crane straw, which has the effect of calming the nerves." ”

The two people who left home were stunned, and there seemed to be a reassuring power in their hands.

Zhan Changfeng said, "I have also tested your qualifications on the ship, your qualifications are a bit unexpected to me, leaving you by my side may delay you, this time to catch the sea, you can take the opportunity to find a suitable teacher." ”

She added, "Forget about the sect and princes, it's better to follow me, if you don't go to the holy place of the sect to learn Mahayana exercises, it will be a waste." ”

If others heard her words, they might have to speculate how rampant this person was, and they didn't put the sect and princes in their eyes, and they actually pointed to the Holy Land Sect.

Lin Han Jiansu had seen the short but devastating battle, and had also come into contact with the mysterious woman who had taken them away from the disintegrating mountain, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Zhan Changfeng's words.

The only thing wrong is that he is afraid that Zhan Changfeng's expectations for them are too high, Lin Han pondered and said, "The predecessors praised it falsely, I heard that Shangzong does not accept artists." ”

Jian Su also said, "Yes, there may not be a master here who will come to watch the competition. ”

"The upper sect is not to accept those who lead the arts, it is not to accept monks who do not agree with the concept of Taoism, you are still young, and you have not condensed the Taoist species, plus your talent, you are very malleable, it is you who choose the sect, not the sect that chooses you, don't worry too much. ”

"For now, let's go to the sea conference first, there is more than one way to the Holy Land Sect, not here, you can also participate in the sect festival, of course, this mainly depends on your own wishes, after all, the path can't let others help you make a choice, I'm just making a suggestion." ”

Lin Han and Jiansu meditated synchronously, half confused and half yearning for the path that had never been thought about in detail, and asked her about cultivation.

Zhan Changfeng answered them one by one, and explained the general situation of the cultivation world in simple terms, helping them understand the world they live in.

As he walked, he came to the front of Chuanluo City.