After everything was packed up, Xie Yang, Bei Mingjue and others began to set up a large teleportation array.
Before in Canglan Continent, this formation was mainly set up by the formation practitioners of Fuzhen Sect, and there was also a formation base that our ancestors had not had time to use ten thousand years ago.
When we go back, the formation can only be set up by the Xie family and Ling Xuan.
Fortunately, the cultivation of several people has now reached the highest level, and the level of their formation is much higher than before. After working for more than ten days, they finally set up the teleportation array.
Zhao Qiming has been leading other local cultivators to pack up their things these days, wanting to prepare a gift for Yun Feimiao and the others.
Most of their cultivation resources were obtained by this group of foreign cultivators, so he wouldn't be able to give them away even if he were asked to.
Zhao Qiming thought about it for a long time, and finally asked someone to make copies of all the ancestral skills and Taoist magic books, and then handed them all to Xiaoe.
The goose looked at him in horror: "What are you doing?"
Zhao Qiming smiled and said, "This is my thank you gift to you. Please help me translate it."
The goose almost cried: "You want me to suffer so that I can express my gratitude?"
Zhao Qiming was also a little embarrassed: "There's nothing I can do about the language barrier. Those who are more capable should do more work. But I won't let you work in vain."
As he spoke, he brought out a large piece of stone that shone with colorful light, which made the goose's eyes light up.
"The seven-colored phantom spirit stone is actually this big!"
The little goose had only seen such a large spirit stone from Ye Zheng before, and never thought that one day it would be able to own one.
Zhao Qiming smiled and said, "There are very few people in Xuantian Continent who can use illusions. It's possible that no one will need them for a few hundred years. I'll give it to you first as a reward for your translation."
The little goose thinks that the seven-colored phantom stone is very good, but the large number of martial arts manuals are also very annoying. If it really wants to translate it, how long will it take to finish the translation?
It hesitated for a moment and whispered, "How about you give me something else?"
Zhao Qiming shook his head helplessly: "What else? You know the situation here. These are already the most precious things."
The little goose had no choice but to accept all the things gloomily, and then threw himself into Yun Feimiao's arms for comfort.
"Miao Miao, I think that's a token of their kindness, and it would be bad if we didn't accept it."
"But I only accepted it to reassure him. It's not necessary to use it, right?"
"After all, we in Canglan Continent have far more martial arts manuals than they do. There's no need to learn from them, right?"
Yun Feimiao rubbed its head and laughed, "That's not right. Who can have too many skills? Since someone gave it to me, I should translate it well and pass it on to others, so as not to let them down."
The goose almost cried: "But there are so many..."
Yun Feimiao smiled and said, "You don't have to translate all of this. I don't want to tire our little goose out."
"Many disciples in the sect are worried about earning contribution points. How about we issue a task for them to learn Xuantian characters from you? Once they have learned it, we can let them translate it slowly."
"And you just check to see if they've made any mistakes or missed any."
"That's a good idea!" The goose was immediately happy.
And let it teach, and then those people will have to hold it in high esteem and respect it, just thinking about it makes me happy.
Yun Feimiao and the others said goodbye to Zhao Qiming, Yan Linggui and the others formally before stepping into the teleportation array and embarking on their journey home.
When the teleportation array was opened, a melodious song came from the small world, which carried a bit of sadness and a bit of blessing.
An unknown spiritual power floated over with the singing and merged with the spiritual power of the teleportation array.
Yun Feimiao was a little surprised: "What is this?"
The goose said, "This is a farewell song passed down from the ancient times of Xuantian Continent. It is used to wish those who are leaving for a long journey a smooth journey."
"What just floated over here is like a kind of willpower, which will bring us luck."
"It's a pity that their cultivation is too low, otherwise the effect could be even better."
Yun Feimiao smiled and said, "This is already very good."
Although my ability is limited, I am very glad to have this heart.
The goose continued, "While you were packing up and setting up the formation, they had been practicing secretly."
"Originally they wanted to ask the old turtle for help. After all, their cultivation level is not high, but the old turtle's cultivation level is high!"
"It's a pity that the old turtle is tone-deaf. The song he sang was horrible."
The goose felt that it was still giving the old turtle face, and it had tried its best to keep its voice down.
"They are very sincere. It's impossible for them to just use the sheet music. They tested the effect of the song before deciding on it."
"Miaomiao, do you know how they conducted the experiment?"
Yun Feimiao asked cooperatively, "How was the experiment conducted?"
"They found a flying magical instrument that hadn't been used in ten thousand years and asked Huo Xiguang to sit on it and conduct experiments."
"At first, the flying instrument flew crookedly and was very unstable. After they sang this song, it actually began to fly steadily."
"As a result, when the old turtle sang, the flying magic weapon almost fell apart."
Xiaoe was still terrified when he thought about it. He patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, Zhao Qiming is cautious. He knows to test everything first. Otherwise, we would..."
Yun Feimiao quickly pinched the goose's mouth. They were in the process of teleporting, and they couldn't let the goose say anything unlucky.
What if the good ones don’t work and the bad ones do?
"Little goose, you are already a mature spirit bird, so you must stop being so careless."
The goose calculated his own age and was horrified to find that although he was not yet a thousand years old, he was not far off.
It's almost an adult, which is so scary. It always feels like it's still a baby.
Woohoo, I shouldn't have gone into seclusion with Miaomiao and the others. Although it can be considered a fighting force, it doesn't make much difference whether it is there or not.
The little goose huddled aside and grieved alone. Yun Feimiao couldn't help laughing. He coaxed the little goose for a few words and then leaned on Xie Yang's shoulder, his eyes falling on the outside of the formation.
Now they have not left the scope of Xuantian Continent, and the scenery of Xuantian Continent is still in sight.
The mountains and land are all light green, the grass is like smoke, and the clear water is gurgling. At first glance, it is early spring that has just been blown by the spring breeze.
Yun Feimiao looked at the scene in front of him and had already pictured the spring, summer, autumn and winter in this place in his mind.
From small grass and saplings, it grows into a lush jungle, and then slowly turns into a time of birdsong and flowers.
Each season has its own scenery, and each year is more beautiful than the last.
Before I could finish the picture in my mind, the light green disappeared from my sight, and the song filled with sadness became farther and farther away.
Yun Feimiao's gaze still did not move away, but he silently said goodbye to him in his heart.
Goodbye, Xuantian Continent.
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