Leaving?

"Go away!"

As if he was glad that he had escaped the disaster, a warlock cheered on the spot.

How could he leave?

The leader of the Mo Sect, Lu Xiu and several elders, looked at each other. Like Wuchengzi, they could not understand why the Western army let the Mo Sect go for nothing. You should know that if the Five Palaces, Seven Sects and Thirteen Sects were destroyed, the power of the Dongtu's art will decline greatly, and it will be easier to conquer.

"If you don't leave, are you still staying to treat them to a meal?"

Demon Li was still as angry as ever, and his remaining power in just a few words made others stand on their hair.

I'm afraid that only he can guess the reason. Either for the sake of his mother Helena, he is afraid that he will be affected, or he is worried that Saint Merlin will be crazy when he sees him, and the agreement that had been agreed upon before will be invalidated on the spot.

As for the identity of the Queen of the Dawu Dynasty, it is optional. After a series of messy things, even the Westerners themselves may not have realized it.

"It's good to leave, it's good to leave! From today on, Momen will close the mountain gate!"

The leader of the Mo Sect, Lu Xiu, immediately made a decision. Without affecting the normal life of the Mo Sect's children, he maintained the operation of the Dutian Star Dou array to the minimum extent. He was guided by the water system and the continuous indoctrination of star power. The accumulation of the Mo Sect since its establishment was enough to maintain the formation for a long time.

As for how to deal with the massive invasion of the Westerners, we still need to make a long-term plan.

"Senior sister, it's time for me to leave!"

Hearing the Mo Sect’s decision, Li Xiaobai bowed to the surroundings and looked at Zhirong again.

Although he revealed his true identity, no one still had the heart to care about his grudges with Xingluo Sect, and his mind was full of thoughts on this upcoming chaotic world.

"where did you go?"

Zhirong was anxious, but she was confused about her concern. She thought that Li Xiaobai had exposed her identity and was about to fly away.

"Senior sister, should I go with me, or should I return to Jingshuang Sect by myself?"

Li Xiaobai did not answer, but quietly waited for Zhirong's answer.

"I, I..." After only hesitating for a moment, Zhirong said as if she mustered up her courage: "I will go with you, with me here. If the sect takes care of you, my senior sister will definitely stop you."

However, she thought that after Li Xiaobai revealed his identity, Jingshuang Sect would take charge of him and hand it over to Xingluo Sect. After all, the entrustment of the Dawu Dynasty was suddenly cut off over the years, and it involved not only Xingluo Sect, but the entire art.

"Chi! Senior sister is thinking too much. At this moment, who can care about me!"

Li Xiaobai smiled and shook his head. He waved his sleeves and Poyun Zhou appeared beside him.

In the entire art, except for the people in the Mo Sect, there are probably not many people who can have such a mechanic boat like him.

"My junior brother is visiting Tianjing, the imperial capital of the Dawu Dynasty, who will go?"

Li Xiaobai rode his boat on his body and shouted softly.

Zhirong followed closely without hesitation.

"Go together!"

Wuchengzi followed closely at the bow of the boat, and his personal disciple jumped up.

"And me!"

Several other disciples of other sects rushed onto this mechanical boat because they had experienced the relationship of living and dying together on the snowy plateau.

"Donor, please take a ride!"

The abbot of Kobayashi and others all squeezed up and put their hands together.

They were invited by the Sumeru Palace, but now they can't mix up the mixed water. They all want to leave, just thinking about returning to their respective temples and avoiding disasters.

The Western Army can let Li Xiaobai go, so naturally he can let him leave. It may be dangerous for others to leave, but carrying this mechanical boat will be much safer.

"Please get on the boat, everyone!"

Li Xiaobai blinked at Huineng, who always disliked him.

The head of the precepts hall staggered and almost fell into the cabin. He was shocked and wondered what the devil was trying to make? Could it be that he would never get off the pirate ship again?

"Who else?"

The old driver is going to leave.

This pose is exactly the same as the driver of the Chaoyangmen minibus that costs five yuan.

"Elder Pan, you bring a few disciples with you, and this one, take it!"

The leader of the Mo Sect, Lu Xiu, suddenly stepped back a black wrist bracelet from his wrist, and made more than a dozen magic tricks to dispel the mental imprint attached to it, and then handed it to the dumbfounded Gongshu Pan.

"Sect Master, you, are you?"

Gongshupan widened his eyes. He recognized that this black bracelet, about an inch wide and only four or five millimeters thick, looked like no pattern, was black and ordinary, but it was related to the life and death of Momen.

This is a magic weapon with a huge storage capacity, which contains various rare and exotic materials. Most importantly, the inheritance of the Momen is not only a secret treasure like "Mechanism", but also a secret volume such as "Nine Chapters of Creation".

"The Western Holy Court is full of momentum, and the people who come are not good. Even if they leave today, they will not let me wait in the future. If the eggs are not placed in a basket, please follow Mr. Li and don't come back for the time being."

Lu Xiu seemed to have made an extremely difficult decision, intending to let Gongshupan leave some fire for the Mo Sect, so as not to completely cut off the inheritance when the sect encounters a catastrophe in the future.

"The master of the sect, if the East Tu Shu Dao is one mind, why not be afraid of the Westerners!"

Looking at the bracelet as big as a palm but heavy as a pound, Gongshupan refused to take it no matter what.

In a sense, Lu Xiu's words are like farewell.

"Gongshupan, do you think the art of the Tao is the only one mind now?" Lu Xiu shook his head. It goes without saying which one is more united in the Five Palaces, Seven Sects, Thirteen Sects, and One Holy Court. Gongshupan is still a little naive.

"But……"

Gongshupan wanted to defend himself, but was interrupted by Lu Xiu's shout.

"Why are you still stunned? You must leave some seeds for our Momen! Let's go! Don't come back unless the Holy Court is destroyed!"

The wrist bracelet was stuffed into Gongshupan's hand, and Lu Xiu pushed him hard and began to lit his name again: "Ge Chongyang, Lu Wei, Liu Jiu... You bring your own things and go with Elder Pan immediately!"

He ticked the names of more than a dozen disciples in the sect in a row, and without exception, they were all determined.

If the Mo Sect encounters an unexpected accident, it will only rely on these disciples to regroup and prevent the ancestors from going to waste and becoming lost in the world.

Lu Xiu suddenly lowered his voice and said in a serious tone: "If it is a last resort, you can hand over the things inside to that Li Xiaolang!"

That young man had amazing talent in refining weapons, and might be able to continue his robe for Momen.

Gongshupan looked at Lu Xiu deeply, and walked towards the Poyun Zhou who was ready to go with tears in his eyes. Several other Momen elders came over one after another, handed over the things in their hands without saying a word, then grabbed his hand tightly and patted hard.

Without words, they were doing the same thing as the Lord of Luxiu.

The Eastern Expedition of the Holy Court was a replica of the martial arts eradicated more than 20 years ago. Now there are still so many martial arts left, which is probably only a handful of them. The former glorious martial arts world has completely withered, and the martial arts world is about to drink the bitter wine he brewed by himself.

Without the help of martial arts sects, Shu Dao faced the fierce invasion of the Western cultivation world alone.

The disciples of the Mo Sect who were named to the name were confused, but the sect leader did not dare to refuse. They quickly took their luggage and followed Elder Pan to board Li Xiaobai's Poyun Boat.

"Is there no one?"

Li Xiaobai launched the magic trick, and the black soft sail drum rose. The boat moved gently and slowly left the bluestone square on the hanging island.

"Cry!"

The crisp carvings echoed in the sky, and the huge figure chased behind the Broken Cloud Boat, with wings swaying, and the strong wind pushed the sails, increasing the speed of the Mechanical Boat by 30%.

Rather than saying that the Poyun Boat flies through the air with its own ability, it is better to say that the Snowland God Condor Xue Niang drives it to accelerate.

Xue Niang can easily tear off the sound barrier, and it is even easier to drive a mechanic boat.

The hanging island landed in the middle of the fog sea behind, getting farther and farther away, and eventually disappeared, but the Poison Cloud Boat carried everyone to never encounter the flying boat of the Holy Court again.

The disciples of the Momen who followed the boarding the Poyun Boat saw Elder Pan sighing constantly, as if he had guessed something, and their eyes gradually blurred.

Despite obtaining the regular boat-controlling technique of this mechanical boat, Li Xiaobai still handed over the control to Gongshupan. Passengers carrying this voyage need to pay a ticket for this, that is, input spiritual energy into the bronze round tripod in the cabin in turn to reduce the consumption of spiritual crystals.

Warlocks can practice martial arts and gather spiritual energy through skills, but one spirit crystal can be used to reduce one. Naturally, they cannot afford these guys who are taking advantage of the white boat.

Li Xiaobai sat cross-legged on the deck of the boat, as if closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, but his attention was sinking into his mind, and he carefully observed the essence of the mechanism imprinted on the sixth lotus petal.

Although I took the original scroll and swept it, every rune line was branded on the lotus petal without missing a miss.

It is one thing to imprint it, but it is another thing to understand it thoroughly. The former can only be regarded as rote memorization. If you want to truly take it for yourself, you still need to work hard to understand the secrets of mechanisms.

The secret of mechanism technology lies in the core of mechanism. Whether it is mechanism beasts or mechanism boats, the design and production of the core part occupy more than half of the energy of weapon refiners, which is different from the puppet beasts of barbarian witchcraft.

Only psychic objects can create qualified cores. The rune arrays used are layered and complex, requiring great patience and carefulness. No detail can be wrong, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted.

It is rare to find a strange thing, and its quality and grade also determine the core functions of the mechanism and the performance of the mechanism beast or the mechanism boat produced.

Sunset and sunrise, and the stars are changing.

Zhirong used the stove on the boat to heat up the food and heat it up, but Li Xiaobai never got up.

Before he knew it, he sat at the bow of the boat for a whole day and night.

"Junior brother?"

Every once in a while, Zhirong would call softly.

I originally thought my junior brother had no reaction as before and was waiting to return to the cabin to prepare the next meal.

"Senior sister, I'm hungry!"
To be continued...