Lan Wangyou raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
A few minutes later.
The Xiaoyao Sect's spaceship stopped steadily in front of the Misty Ghost Forest, and behind them, the Xuanyang Sect's spaceship was also slowly landing.
Soon, a large group of people came down from the spaceship in an orderly manner.
They all wore red clothes with lapels, cuffs and hems embroidered with gold edges, looking passionate.
The leader was Yu Yao, whom Cheng Xiaoxiao had met a few times. Next to him was a man of about 26 or 27 years old. The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and exuded a strong murderous aura, giving people the feeling that he was not someone to be trifled with.
"Old Yuan! We haven't seen each other for a long time!" Yu Yao greeted Yuan Mo warmly as soon as he saw him.
Hearing Yu Yao's words, Yuan Mo frowned. He closed his eyes and asked, "Didn't we meet yesterday?"
Yuyao grinned, "As the saying goes, 'One day without seeing you feels like three years'."
Yuan Mo: “…”
Next to him, the man following Yu Yao held a long sword, raised his chin slightly, and greeted Lan Wangyou, "Brother Wangyou, long time no see!"
Lan Wangyou nodded, his tone calm, "Brother Ziling."
Seeing Lan Wangyou's cold attitude, Wei Ziling raised his eyebrows, stood aside and said nothing more. It was obvious that he knew Lan Wangyou's temper very well.
Not long after, the Tianyi Sect's spaceship also arrived. As expected, the leader of the sect was still the leader.
As soon as Lu Youwei got off the spaceship, he joined the 'chat group of clan leaders'.
In the next half hour, people from other sects arrived one after another, leaving only Qingxuan Sect with no one to show for them.
The leaders of each sect frowned slightly, obviously wondering why the Qingxuan Sect arrived so late.
Just as they were puzzled, the Qingxuan Sect's spaceship gradually appeared in the distance.
Yu Yao looked at the spaceship and couldn't help but say, "Old Ye is always so slow in doing anything. He's always the slowest at everything he does."
Wu Daozi: "You know that Old Ye is a slow-tempered person."
Luo Wushuang: "He's really slow. Fighting with him is so frustrating."
Yuan Mo curled his lips, "You are not slow, but don't you know what you look like when you fight?"
When the people around heard this, they all covered their mouths and laughed.
Ye Shengyu and Luo Wushuang are two extremes when they fight. If Ye Shengyu's fighting is like an old grandfather practicing boxing to the death, then Luo Wushuang's fighting is like a mad dog out of the cage who doesn't recognize anyone.
Luo Wushuang: "Just shut up! 'Yuan Heihei'."
Yuan Mo: “…” Shit, who came up with this name?
Just as a few people were bickering, the Qingxuan Sect's spaceship had already landed steadily.
Ye Shengyu, along with the disciples of Qingxuan Sect, slowly appeared in front of the various sects.
Ye Shengyu clasped his fists and bowed in apology towards the direction where Yuan Mo and the others were. "I am late, and I hope you fellow Taoists will forgive me."
Yuyao waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay."
Yun Yao, who was in the crowd, saw Lan Wangyou and Cheng Xiaoxiao, and her eyes lit up slightly.
Yun Yao: Senior Brother Wangyou is here, and his junior sister is here too. It would be great if I could be with them later.
"Ahem!" Yuan Mo coughed twice and opened his lips slightly, "Now that everyone is here, let's begin this training!"
All the sect leaders nodded, and they came to their own teams to give serious instructions, and Yuan Mo did the same.
Yuan Mo looked at the Xiaoyao Sect disciples and said seriously, "This training is very dangerous. You must be extra careful in everything you do."
After saying this, Yuan Mo waved his hand, and porcelain bottles fell into everyone's hands. "There are several kinds of elixirs prepared by the master in here. I hope they can help you. You must come back alive."
The Xiaoyao Sect disciples all replied, "We will follow Master's instructions!"
Yuan Mo looked at them deeply, then slowly put his hands behind his back. He opened his mouth and whispered, "Go!"
Led by Cheng Xiaoxiao and Lan Wangyou, everyone bowed respectfully to Yuan Mo. Then they turned around one by one and followed Lan Wangyou into the forest without looking back.
When everyone entered the forest, the faces of the clan leaders were filled with worry.
They raised their hands and waved, and transparent light screens suddenly appeared. Human figures were exploring forward in these light screens.
These figures are the disciples from various sects who have just entered the Misty Ghost Forest.
Lin Yongchao looked at the mist mirror and said softly, "Fortunately, the sect's disciple token can be connected to the mist mirror, allowing us to keep an eye on them at all times. This way, even if someone encounters danger, we will be able to rescue them in time."
Luo Wushuang nodded, "Yes, we want to improve their strength, but we can't let them sacrifice in vain."
Yu Yao shrugged, "Of course, every disciple is a treasure of the sect."
Yuan Mo looked towards the Mist Ghost Forest, as if he saw a giant beast with a gaping mouth, devouring people without leaving any bones. His voice rang out faintly, "I hope they can grow up quickly! We don't have much time left!"
…
Fog ghost forest.
As everyone stepped into the forest, a rotten smell mixed with the smell of earth, animal feces, and dead branches and leaves hit them in the face.
Cheng Xiaoxiao looked up and saw tall and dense trees. The midday sun shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting dots of light on the forest. If you didn't know better, you would think it was almost dusk.
The disciples of Xiaoyao Sect followed Cheng Xiaoxiao into the woods, and the people behind her did not make a sound.
Two hours later.
The Xiaoyao Sect disciples who had been walking in a straight line stopped. They had already left the outskirts of the Mist Ghost Forest. Cheng Xiaoxiao turned to look at Lan Wangyou and asked, "Brother, didn't you say it's very dangerous in here?"
"Yes!" Lan Wangyou nodded.
"Then why haven't we seen any ferocious beasts after walking for so long?" Cheng Xiaoxiao asked in confusion after hearing Lan Wangyou's affirmative answer.
Hearing this, Lan Wangyou shook his head and said, "I don't know."
But the next moment, his brows furrowed. He thought for a moment and guessed, "Maybe something unexpected has happened here. We should all be careful."
“When I came here before, it wasn’t like this.”
"Senior Brother, have you been here before?" Cheng Xiaoxiao asked curiously.
Lan Wangyou: "I've been here before, but it was seven or eight years ago."
He was about to say something else when a rustling sound came from not far away.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of sect disciples in green clothes walking towards them.
The team was led by a heroic woman in green, with her long hair tied up in a ponytail and a longbow in her hand. Yun Yao followed closely behind her.
Cheng Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and looked at Lan Wangyou, "Brother, it's Qingxuan Sect."
Lan Wangyou pursed her lips and said, "I know, let's go quickly!"
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