Murong, Ge Tian and others didn't fly fast. Even the master of the cultivation world who followed him felt a little slow.

This is also Murong Ge Tian's special purpose. His breath will attract the attention of the cultivation world and make all sects focus on this side.

For any mortal sect, the immortal sect has the identity of patrol envoy, which can make the mortal sect instantly become the first sect in the cultivation world. It has an ancestor who can descend to the world at any time, and that ancestor can also prevent others from descending to the world. This power is really unbalanced.

Murong Ge Tian won the status of patrol envoy soon, which was the result of Wushi sect's efforts to fight for countless resources. Of course, after obtaining this position, all the efforts are worth it. Wushi sect's mortal sect is not only in this position, but also with the blood transfusion of several other sects, the foundation of Wushi sect in the fairy world can become more profound.

Murong Ge Tian attracted most people from the cultivation world today to establish the identity of the first sect of Wushi sect. Although the means are simple and rough, they are very effective. No matter which force, as long as it obtains such a position, it is really a very easy thing to support its own mortal sect. Even the sect of Xianxia valley of xumiao sect in the fairy world will step back because of his identity as an inspection envoy, which seems to have become the hidden rule of the fairy world.

Soon after, there were more and more experts following Murong Ge Tian, including Jin Lao of xumiao sect, the founder of Xianxia Valley, and the demon king from the endless mountains in the south. Almost everyone was shocked and sent experts to check.

Just seeing Murong Ge Tian Tian Hou, those so-called masters, in addition to being shocked and confused, also had a panic in their eyes, which was the panic in the face of irresistible forces.

It made others feel frightened. Murong Ge Tian experienced it once during his last inspection and confirmed that Mian wushizong was the first sect. Now he experiences it again and still feels very happy. Of course, with his calm demeanor cultivated for many years, others can't see the slightest excited expression from his dignified face.

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This is a small mountain outside the magic Qi secret territory. It is an ordinary small mountain.

Song Fei chose to put an attic here to meet the guests because he saw it at the first sight after he got out of the exit of the magic Qi secret place, which reminded him of the scene when he first met Yizhen.

When he first saw Yizhen, he was clearly afraid of the shadow devil and was afraid to die, but he firmly wanted to sacrifice his life to eliminate the devil. At that time, Yizhen was only eleven years old. In a slightly dark environment, his eyes were as bright as stars.

The attic is a very ordinary attic made of bamboo. Song Fei easily built it with bamboo in the bamboo forest ten miles away. The green attic looks very new and has a fresh and natural breath of life. Song Fei likes the color of fresh bamboo very much.

The attic was not big, only the broken sword accompanied Song Fei, while others stood in the open space outside the attic.

Song Fei said to Duanjian, "go and tell the young disciples in the sect that there is excitement here. Anyone who wants to see can come."

The broken sword wondered, but it also flew away without hesitation.

Around Song Fei, a crack appeared in the space, and then it opened silently. A huge sword flew out of the crack. On the sword sat a lazy and casual young man. Around the young man stood a man and a woman.

It was Li Xiaoyao who came. The men and women around him were mengxinyan and Lin Wuji, the brothers and sisters who wanted to kill but were saved by him. At the moment, the brothers and sisters stood quietly. Their handsome appearance was like a boy and girl, but when they looked at Song Fei, their eyes looked a little complicated.

Seeing the visitor, Song Fei smiled: "when I couldn't do it myself before, I always felt nothing. Now, although it's simple to cut the space, it can't be as casual as you. Your hand is really unpredictable. Is it the way of space?"

"I practice the way of sword, not the way of space. In fact, when my strength reaches a certain level, I can understand by analogy and know a little." Li Xiaoyao smiled.

Song Fei said, "the higher my strength, the more I find your terror. I'm worthy of being a fairy. Were you a golden fairy in your last life?"

"Guess!" Li Xiaoyao said.

Song Fei said, "what's the matter with the two people behind you? Are they friends in your previous life?"

"Oh, you still worry about the last time I saved them." Li Xiaoyao lay on the sword and smiled gently. The soft sunshine outside the attic spilled in, making his smile more brilliant, "I just know that these two people are not easy, but there are many people who are not easy in the world. In fact, the most important thing is that many big men in the fairy world have golden children and girls around them. They have great momentum to take them out. I think their brothers and sisters look good, so I saved them and took them with me. I can be more dignified when I go back to the fairy world in the future."

"Really just a boy and a girl?" Song Fei was surprised.

"Really." Li Xiaoyao nodded very seriously.

Song Fei said, "you can't go anywhere without you, and you run so close."

Li Xiaoyao continued to smile: "you know, there are too few interesting things in the world. I'd better come back from other places to see the play. We're so familiar. Let me see your play closer."

"Yes, you owe me a favor." Song Fei said.

Li Xiaoyao shook his head: "no, you can't be too cheap. Anyway, I want to go to the theatre. You can't take me. Otherwise, you can beat me away."

"Forget it." Song Fei shook his head and said, "don't forget, you took mengxinyan and said you owed me a favor."

"Well, this is," said Li Xiaoyao, "so I can do it for you in the future, if you need it."

After chatting for a while, the broken sword came back. Then Song Fei saw many young disciples flying towards this side.

From a distance, Song Fei saw Murong Ge Tian's figure without thousands of miles' eyes. Murong Ge Tian came with towering arrogance and suppressed him from a distance. Those disciples of Qingtian sword sect who were still flying against the sword couldn't run their magic power and fell from the air.

The broken sword quickly shot and photographed the young disciples on this mountain. Even so, the young disciples were not hurt one by one.

Many experts of other sects looked at the back of the front with complex faces, and couldn't help but secretly say, is the cultivation world really going to change?

Soon, they saw a small attic in the mountains. The window of the attic was open. Inside, there sat a figure in a snow-white robe and a young man who drank lazily with a wine gourd.