More than a dozen flying chariots circled over the Dongli Sect.
"Wow, their sect actually has a flying chariot." Lin Nan exclaimed.
“The Dongli Sect is very powerful and can be considered an authentic eighth-level sect.
There are hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators within the sect.
"A flying chariot, that's billions of spirit stones," exclaimed Zhang Fei.
His eyes were full of envy.
All the resources of their entire Yun Sect are not enough to buy a flying chariot.
This is the gap between sects.
"So expensive!" Jiang Yan was shocked.
"Of course! Moreover, the flying chariot still needs the daily maintenance of masters in the sect who are proficient in formations and refining.
Otherwise, it would be a waste of money to buy it." said Zhang Fei.
"Also, there are many sects coming this time! There are quite a few level eight sects!
So, you guys, you must behave yourself.
The main reason I brought you out this time is to see the world.
You can't do anything without my permission.
Especially you, Qin Feng!" Zhang Fei looked at Qin Feng.
There was suddenly a hint of worry in his eyes.
If people from other sects knew that Qin Feng was such a monster, someone would probably make a move against him in secret.
"Master, didn't you ask us to fight?" Zhou Meng asked in confusion.
Zhang Fei rolled his eyes: "I didn't ask you to fight with the people from the eighth-level sect."
We have to fight.
However, that is only limited to the people from the few sects that I am familiar with.
If you provoke someone from an eighth-level sect, you will get into a lot of trouble.
Especially since we brought Qin Feng out this time, we have to be extra careful.
“However, the people from the eighth-level sects are unwilling to pay attention to us.
When the time comes, I'll point out which sects are level eight sects." Zhang Fei said as he led Qin Feng and the others into the Dongli Sect's mountain gate.
Enter the sect!
Qin Feng felt that the spiritual power of Dongli Sect was much richer than that of Yun Sect.
At least twice.
What comes into view is an endless lake.
A straight and broad road stretches to the edge of the sky.
In the lake, cranes are dancing all over the sky.
Qin Feng couldn't help but drool from the corners of his mouth.
Crane meat is really delicious.
In the distance, mountains stretch out in a row.
It is much, much bigger than Yunzong.
"This is the foundation of an eighth-level sect." Zhang Fei also sighed.
"Hey, isn't this Zhang Fei? I haven't seen you for decades, and you've actually reached the Nascent Soul stage. Not bad.
Why didn’t that old immortal Zhou Cangyun come?
I sent you here, but you won't even have the chance to speak later." An old man strode over.
In his dantian, there was a Nascent Soul, emitting a faint spiritual light.
Behind him, there were more than twenty people following.
Five Nascent Soul cultivators!
Thirteen Jindan cultivators.
Seven people at the peak of foundation building.
They are all very young.
Especially those who are at the peak of foundation building, the childishness on their faces has not yet faded.
"Greetings, Mr. Liu. The old sect leader is seriously injured and needs to recuperate." Zhang Fei clasped his fists and bowed respectfully.
Liu Jing!
He had seen it seventy years ago.
He is a contemporary of Zhou Cangyun and they have a good relationship.
"What about Bai Jinghong? She is the sect leader, so she has to come." Liu Jing continued.
"Our sect leader supports the entire sect by himself, and he is out exploring!" Zhang Fei continued.
"Oh, following that old loser Zhou Cangyun is such a tiring life! It would have been better if you had followed me back then!" Liu Jing curled her lips.
"There are a lot of people from the eighth-level sects this time. Don't mess around, kid. If you get beaten to death, don't blame me for not helping you." Liu Jing said.
As he spoke, he glanced at Qin Feng and the others.
"Is your Yun Sect so miserable that you have only managed to gather a few misfits?" Liu Jing frowned.
"Mr. Liu, we can't compare with you. Your sect is about to become an eighth-level sect." Zhang Fei smiled bitterly.
As he spoke, Zhang Fei introduced Qin Feng: "This is Mr. Liu, your master and I have a life-long friendship."
Qin Feng clasped his fists and said, "Hello, Mr. Liu."
"Zhou Cangyun's disciple? He's only at the first level of foundation building, his talent is not good at all!
This time is over, I'll go with you to see that old immortal Zhou Cangyun." Liu Jing said, waving his hand, and a palm-sized object flew in front of Qin Feng.
"Take this spiritual essence and practice it well. Don't embarrass that old Zhou Cangyun." Liu Jing said.
"Why don't you thank Master Liu!" Zhang Fei said excitedly, explaining quickly, "Spiritual marrow, there's only one piece of this spiritual ore, and it's priceless."
Feeling the violent spiritual power in his spiritual marrow, Qin Feng was also a little frightened.
This thing is definitely a good thing.
Qin Feng accepted it and clasped his fists again: "Thank you, Master Liu, for the reward."
"Master, you are reluctant to give this thing to me, why are you giving it to an outsider?" A young man's eyes were filled with jealousy.
Spiritual essence!
The best treasure for achieving the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment to break through to the Golden Elixir stage.
Even a Jindan cultivator can improve two levels.
"You know nothing. I'll take you to Yun Sect later. I want to see what that old man Zhou Cangyun can give you!" Liu Jing suddenly laughed.
Qin Feng was stunned!
This damn competitive spirit!
It turns out that we are friends for life and death.
"Hmph, what good stuff can the Yun Sect come up with?" The young man was unhappy.
"Let's go together." Liu Jing waved towards Zhang Fei.
Zhang Fei and Qin Feng and a few others immediately followed.
"Hey, brother-in-law! You're here too!"
A voice suddenly sounded.
Not far away, Long Xiaohai jumped and waved at Qin Feng.
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