Jiang Zhuoxue woke up on the third day after Sang Ying formed the elixir. At that time, Sang Ying was discussing with Gu Shu and others about leaving the island.

Gu Shu had long been impatient to stay in this useless place. When he heard that Sang Ying wanted to leave, he was the first to stand up and support her.

There's nothing much to say about the vine. As long as it has something to eat, it doesn't care where it goes.

But before leaving, Sang Ying still wanted to make a deal with them: "Long Yuan Sword is really special. I can't guarantee that there will be someone out there who is as knowledgeable as Jiang Zhuoxue and will recognize this sword. So Gu Shu will stay here for the time being.

Inside the bone sword, I will put the Longyuan Sword away well. But I promise that I will find a good spiritual sword and bring it back to you as soon as possible."

"And you!" Sang Ying clicked on the vine, "People outside have complicated minds, and most of the fairy world is high-level monks. After you go out, you can't take other people's food at will. If you want to eat, just tell me.

, I’ll buy it for you. But you can never steal other people’s things!”

It's okay if they offend someone who is reasonable, but if the other party is unreasonable, then they will cause trouble for nothing, which is really not worth it.

When the vine was touched by her, it twitched shyly, but also nodded obediently. Although the vine had no face at all, Sang Ying could clearly see a certain seriousness in its movements.

Jiang Zhuoxue woke up at this time, and as soon as she woke up, she asked, "Where are you taking them?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Zhuoxue regretted it. Because what came out was not his usual cold and sweet voice, but a soft little milky voice!

It is quite consistent with his current appearance.

The moment he heard his own voice, Jiang Zhuoxue froze. The next second before Sang Ying could say anything, he lay back heavily, as if this way he could pretend that the scene just now didn't happen.

Gu Shu had already laughed shamelessly, but fortunately Sang Ying was still kind and quickly changed the subject:

"How are you feeling, senior? You have been in a coma for more than ten days."

The little black dragon didn't look back, but when he replied, his voice disappeared and was replaced by a dull ventriloquism: "Not bad, the old injuries on your body have also recovered a lot. It seems that you have successfully formed a pill?"

Although it is a question, it has an affirmative tone.

Sang Ying did not deny it, and then continued to ask: "Senior brought us here, are there any old friends we want to meet?"

The little black dragon in the nest wagged its tail and said in a lazy tone: "I have some old friends I want to see, and I still have some things I want to ask them for!"

Hearing this, Sang Ying couldn't help but think of his lost dragon horns and scales.

He couldn't have lost those things himself. The only explanation is that someone took them from him when he was in trouble.

Sang Ying had also been a dragon in a fantasy world, so she naturally knew the pain of having her dragon scales removed and her horns cut off.

Although she didn't know who Jiang Zhuoxue was looking for, she still felt worried for him silently.

"Senior, we are now on a small island in the middle of the sea. If we want to leave, I'm afraid we will need a boat. I originally thought that in a few days Yujian would take everyone on a flight to find out if there is a boat. Since

Senior has woken up. I wonder if he has any good ideas?" Sang Ying asked bluntly.

Jiang Zhuoxue had naturally considered this a long time ago, and he immediately replied: "You don't have to worry about this. There will be a ship to pick us up tomorrow."

Since he said so, Sang Ying believed him for the time being. In the worst case, if the ship didn't come, Sang Ying would just have to find a way.

However, facts have proven that Jiang Zhuoxue is extremely reliable in this matter.

In the early morning of the next day, when Sang Ying woke up from her meditation, she heard Jiang Zhuoxue's reminder: "The boat has arrived, you can take us aboard."

She got up and looked outside, and sure enough she saw a large ship blocking the sky and sun parked on the coast in the distance.

Sang Ying looked back at Jiang Zhuoxue with complicated eyes. This person had never touched the messenger talisman. How did he call this ship?

The curiosity did not last long, Sang Ying quickly packed her things and prepared to leave with Gu Shu and the others.

But this time, Jiang Zhuoxue, who never liked to interact with others, suddenly said: "Come pick me up!"

Sang Ying tilted her head, but still stretched out her hand under his persistent gaze.

The little black dragon, covered in injuries, lay in her hand. It instantly retracted its horns and four claws, looking more like a snake.

There was an imperceptible weakness in his tone: "Don't tell the man who sailed the boat my identity. If he asks, just say it was your own chance."

Before Sang Ying could ask further questions, Jiang Zhuoxue closed his eyes and began to fall asleep. It seemed that he had guessed what Sang Ying wanted to ask but refused to talk.

Since the other party didn't want to talk, Sang Ying didn't bother to ask. After packing her things, she ran directly towards the big ship on the coast.

The ship looks very big from a distance, but up close, it looks even more majestic.

As soon as Sang Ying got a little closer, a shiny black young monk appeared on the bow of the boat. He showed his white teeth and smiled at Sang Ying: "You are the person my uncle ordered to pick up. You are quite good."

young!"

As he said that, he made way for a position, and Sang Ying jumped suddenly and landed on the high bow of the ship.

"Thank you. My name is Sang Ying. I don't know what to call my friend?" The other party is also a Jindan cultivator, so it is normal for the two of them to call each other Taoist friends.

The male cultivator smiled heartily: "Just call me Jiang Haisheng. By the way, what is your relationship with the ancestors worshiped by my family? My ancestors rarely show up once, just to let me come to pick you up."

Jiang Haisheng looked harmless to humans and animals, but he was very good at inquiring about information. But unfortunately, Sang Ying herself didn't know what was going on, and Jiang Zhuoxue climbed onto her shoulder at some point, and swept her with his cold tail.

At the neck.

It seems like a threat, but also like a reminder.

Sang Ying pursed her lips and said, "I am lucky and got this opportunity."

From then on, Sang Ying stopped talking.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk much, Jiang Haisheng naturally couldn't ask any more questions, and instead talked about the customs and customs of the fairy world.

"Looking at you, I guess you are a monk from outside. Have you ever thought about which sect you want to join?"

Sang Ying paused: "I wonder if Friend Jiang could tell me what sects there are in the fairy world?"

Jiang Haisheng said: "Our fairy world is a small world on the sea. Apart from the three major states of Lingzhou, Yaozhou and Qingzhou, it is the boundless sea. Among them, the Cangyu Sect in Lingzhou, the Cangyu Sect in Yaozhou

Moromon and Qingzhou Wandaosheng are the main ones."

"You may not look at the rich spiritual energy here, but the major sects hold more cultivation resources. These three major sects will hold a sect competition every ten years, and the winning sect will receive more resources.

, if you lose, you will have to undergo extensive bloodletting!”

As he spoke, Jiang Haisheng couldn't help but sigh: "Speaking of which, Wan Daosheng, where my eldest brother belongs, has not won a sect competition for many years!"

…

Within Lilan's realm.

The monk who has been stationed near the list of geniuses all year round couldn't help but rub his eyes when he saw the name rising up on the list.

He pulled his companion next to him: "Hey, come and see, is there a name that keeps rising up on this list?!"

When the companion took a look, his eyes widened instantly: "Who is this Sang Ying? Wasn't there this person yesterday? Why did she go from the 100th place to the 50th place today!"

"Not only that, we have reached the 50th position and are still rising!"

"Hiss..." The monk took a breath of cold air. He looked at the three characters "Lilanjie" behind the name and immediately said proudly: "Our Lilanjie has not had anyone ranked within fifty for hundreds of years.

Are you a genius? Now that there is such a talented person, it seems that there is hope for the revival of our Lilan world!"

When the companion heard this, he kept nodding his head, and his surprise at first gradually turned into honor: "Hey, such good news needs to be sent to all the major sects! Wait until we find this Sang Ying.

, but we need to train them well. This will be the mainstay of our cultivation world in the future!"

The two of them watched Sang Ying's name slowly stop at the fifteenth position, and the three words "Li Lan Jie" behind it stood out among the "Xianling Jie" and "Xuanwu Jie".

At the same time, other small worlds also gradually discovered this unusual name. Soon, the word "Sang Ying" spread to the ears of several powerful people in the small world.

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