The venue for this exchange conference of disciples from various sects was chosen to be Zhongzhou.
After all, Zhongzhou is the land where the human race flourished, the region with the most cultivators and sects, and the only place without demonic troubles.
Unlike the other four states, each is occupied by different demon clan forces.
Moreover, there are three major sects in Zhongzhou, each with an immortal presiding over them, so the demon race doesn't dare to invade.
It can be said that the human race in the entire Central Plains is extremely safe.
Pengshan Gate is located on the edge of the Eastern Wilderness, not far from Zhongzhou. After boarding the cloud boat, it arrived at the border of Zhongzhou a few days later.
Upon reaching the border, the cloud boat flew a little further inland. Although it hadn't reached its destination, it temporarily landed.
Thinking that his disciples should disembark from the cloud boat and rest, even though everyone was a cultivator and their bodies were not very tired, the long journey would inevitably leave them mentally exhausted.
On the shore of a deserted lake, the cloud boat of Pengshan Sect was moored.
At this moment, a group of disciples had already disembarked from the cloud boat and gathered on its side.
"First, your whereabouts must not exceed a hundred miles from the cloud boat; second, each group must act together and cannot act alone; and finally, you must respect the sect's teachings and not kill anyone."
One of the Pengshan stewards who was following the cloud boat lowered his head slightly, wondering if he had forgotten to say something.
The steward thought for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "By the way, if you encounter cultivators from other sects, try to avoid conflict."
After saying this, the deacon waved his hand, indicating that everyone could go about their activities.
Wu Er stretched his shoulders to relieve some of his fatigue.
Looking at the surrounding environment and feeling the rich spiritual energy all around.
Believe it or not, you can't feel it in the sky, but once you get to the ground, you can clearly feel that the spiritual energy in the Central Plains is much more abundant than in the Eastern Wilderness.
Perhaps it was because of the abundant spiritual energy that three human immortals were nurtured.
"Long Aotian..."
Someone called out to Wu Er in a deep voice.
"Hmm, what's wrong?"
When Wu Er heard someone calling him, he immediately turned around and saw a man as strong as a bear.
It was Xiong Ao who possessed "TM Bear's Power".
At this moment, there was another person beside Xiong Ao, Han Qingxiu.
There was no behind-the-scenes manipulation beforehand; the three of them were grouped together. And since it was mentioned earlier that the activity would be conducted in groups, these two must have come to find Wu Er.
Otherwise, these two would probably never have come to find Wu Er on their own initiative.
Xiong Ao looked at Wu Er, and subconsciously clenched his fists, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
That day on the stage, Xiong Ao was beaten so badly that it left a deep scar on his mind, so now he instinctively feels afraid whenever he sees Wu Er.
Han Qingxiu turned her head away, refusing to look at Wu Er.
After that shout of "Long Aotian," Xiong Ao fell silent.
Xiong Ao was usually not very talkative, and when facing Wu Er, he didn't know what to say.
Han Qingxiu, on the other hand, did not intend to speak up, since there had been quite a few conflicts before, and it was not appropriate to bring it up.
So the three of them stared at each other, frozen in place, without saying a word.
The atmosphere was a little awkward...
After a moment of silence, Wu Er spoke first, breaking the silence.
"Hmm, where are you going to have activities?"
Looking at his two awkward juniors, Wu Er couldn't help but laugh at their behavior.
Perhaps this is the reserve of young people.
Seeing that Xian Wu'er had spoken, Han Qingxiu also spoke up, saying, "How about we go and gain some experience in the surrounding area... to adjust our mindset?"
Although he didn't stutter, his tone was tinged with embarrassment.
"Sure."
Wu Er, being several hundred years old, was naturally not as naive as these two younger people. He answered easily, and his tone was not awkward at all.
Seeing that Wu Er agreed, the awkward expressions on Han Qingxiu and Xiong Ao's faces lessened somewhat.
Then, the three of them took to the air together.
Like the other disciples, he wanted to find a quiet place to rest and recuperate.
While flying in the air, the three of them weren't as awkward as before, but the atmosphere was still not very good.
I don't know what the person who organized the group was thinking, putting these three together.
They flew together for half a day without exchanging a single word.
It wasn't that he didn't want to talk; Wu Er had been looking for an opportunity to interject and tease these younger colleagues.
However, in such a harmonious atmosphere, it's really hard to break the ice.
The three flew for a while longer, and after skimming over a small hill, a small village came into view.
That village was really small.
There are only a hundred or so acres of farmland outside the village, and not many houses in the village, only about twenty or thirty households.
Upon seeing the village, Wu Er found an opportunity to interject.
"Let's go down and see what it's like. It's just a small village of ordinary people."
Wu Er pointed to the small village and said.
"Um."
"OK."
Han Qingxiu and Xiong Ao responded in unison. In fact, neither of them knew where to go, but they agreed when someone offered their opinion.
As for why they are still out and about, I don't know.
He simply saw that the other disciples were looking for places, so he did the same.
The three of them slowly descended and then gradually approached the small village.
"Hmm? Something's strange?"
As they got closer to the village, Han Qingxiu suddenly frowned in confusion.
Wu Er looked at the puzzled Han Qingxiu and asked, "What's wrong?"
Han Qingxiu said, "At this hour, mortals should be cooking, but not a single household in this village has smoke rising from their chimneys."
Xiong Ao, who was standing to the side, nodded and said, "Yes, the lack of smoke means there's no one here."
Han Qingxiu blinked, then suddenly said, "Could this place have been abandoned? No, the houses are still quite new. Could it have been attacked by some kind of monster? That's impossible."
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