The rough man's eyes contained confusion and unwillingness, and his face was full of disbelief.

"What's going on? What's going on?" The question kept hovering in his mind: "It was clearly that boy who was about to die, how could he end up..."

But before he could finish his thoughts, he felt that the sky was dark, the sky seemed to be getting dark, the vitality in his eyes faded away quickly, his body collapsed, and slowly fell from the sky, disappearing.

This sudden scene completely shocked everyone.

Just when they didn't know what to do and didn't dare to move.

The clouds above his head, which were even bigger than a mountain, slowly dispersed.

A majestic and domineering, milky white like Mount Tai, with a huge elephant head carved on the bow, which was completely displayed in their sight!

A fierce and domineering aura came from the giant elephant flying boat, pressing heavily on the hearts of the remaining two cultivators in the foundation-building stage. Their hearts trembled violently, and they felt their legs weak and almost fainted. They were completely frightened and stunned.

The moment Mo Bei saw this giant flying boat, he was energetic, and he showed joy on his face, and took a fierce breath: "Thank you, Master Daoyu!"

"Real person!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man and the third brother instantly turned bloodless and it was hard to see the extreme.

Their intestines were almost regretful at this moment. They stared at Mo Bei with disbelief on their faces, and their hearts were beating wildly: "He, he is just a mere Qi Refiner, how could he attract the help of Jindan Zhenren!"

The Daoyu Zhenren standing on the bow of the ship nodded calmly, and his cold eyes swept across the middle-aged man and the third brother. He couldn't help but sneer: "A group of mobs, dare to attack my disciples of Taixu Sect?"

"Oops!"

The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat. He had originally hoped that the Jindan Zhenren Zhenren would not kill him. But now, listening to the Yu Zhenren's words, he completely wiped out the last glimmer of hope for survival in the middle-aged man's heart.

"run!"

The middle-aged man didn't think about it, and used his spiritual sense to transmit the voice, shouted in the third child's ear, and immediately fled, burning his blood all over his body, turning into a bloody red light, flying towards the distance.

"I still want to run away in my hands?"

A ruthless look appeared between Daoyu Zhenren's eyebrows, and he shouted out loud, his right fingers were put together, and he gently tapped towards the void.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Three divine swords suddenly burst out and drew out a stream of shadows. Their swords were so sharp that they seemed to accommodate the power of stars in the sky, gathered together, and thunder killed them!

"Puff!"

The two people who escaped in different directions were just a thousand feet away and were penetrated by the magic sword through their chests. One of them was directly bombarded and exploded.

Both died tragically, and died with one sword!

Zhenren Daoyu pointed casually and took the magic sword back into his sleeve, his face full of calmness, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Bei was riding on the fire phoenix and jumped onto the giant elephant flying boat.

He jumped, fell from the Huoluan, walked to Daoyu Zhenren two or three steps, hugged his hands, and said respectfully: "Disciple, thank Daoyu Zhenren for saving his life."

"Well," Daoyu Zhenren waved his hand indifferently and reminded kindly: "I remember in the future that wealth will not be revealed. After leaving Taixu Sect, be careful in everything."

Although it was just a few words and casually, Mo Bei held his hands respectfully: "Thank you for the real person's reminder."

Mo Bei was still feeling a little scared at this moment and secretly wiped his sweat: "Fortunately, Master Daoyu came in time, otherwise, I would be in trouble today!"

"Everyone is extremely cunning in this world of cultivation. I thought I had already thrown them away, but who knew that I was still waiting for me after more than a month! It seems that I still underestimate others!"

Mo Bei secretly reminded himself and wiped his cold sweat: "In the future, Taixu Sect will never underestimate anyone. This is the precedent! If you are not careful, you will capsize! Next time, I don't know if you have such good luck!"

At this time, Mo Bei discovered that there seemed to be many people missing on the giant elephant flying boat.

Moreover, Zhu Ling, Ji Huanchen and other disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage seemed to be wounded and full of fatigue on their faces.

"Um?"

Mo Bei walked over and glanced at the crowd, missing two foundation-building monks, as well as Chen Xuanyuan!

Mo Bei asked, "Senior Sister Zhu Ling, why didn't you see Senior Brother Chen Xuanyuan? Could it be that he was delayed for some time?"

Hearing this, the disciples present looked a little embarrassed.

Zhu Ling showed a trace of fear on her face, her eyes flashed, and she hesitated: "Chen Xuanyuan... He died after he died in a state of dispersion."

Mo Bei raised his brow and immediately understood, and sighed slowly: "Oh, my life should be like this. What a pity... Senior Brother Chen Xuanyuan is almost promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage."

"I think this Chen Xuanyuan escaped at the last moment. Even this kind of disciple will not be left behind by that sect, so it is impossible for him to return to Taixu Sect, so he died in battle!" Mo Bei secretly guessed in his heart.

For a moment, Mo Bei couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "After getting along for half a year, Chen Xuanyuan has been with me on weekdays. Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity."

After a moment, Mo Bei returned to normal, and the thought in his heart disappeared.

"This is exactly the world of cultivation, it is extremely cruel. I can chat and laugh with you the moment before, but the next moment, the heavens and man will be separated."

Daoyu Zhenren coughed and said, "Okay, everyone's life and death have their own destiny. Don't mention this matter again. Now the mission has been completed. Return to the sect!"

As soon as this said, everyone was deeply moved. After three to five months of ups and downs, everyone has long been physically and mentally exhausted and has already developed a strong desire to return home.

Mo Bei sighed sadly: "We are finally going to return to the sect."

He subconsciously glanced in the direction of Qingling Island, breathed a lot of relief, then turned around, never looked at him again, looked up at the sky, facing the afterglow of the setting sun.

The golden sunset fell on everyone's face, dyeing their cheeks golden and covering them with a layer of sacred light.

A strong sense of urgency to return home arose from Mo Bei's heart and blurted out: "Go home, go home! At this point, Taixu Sect is my home!"

The huge giant elephant flying boat carried a group of disciples of Taixu Sect who were eager to return home. Facing the sunset, he slowly sank into the thick clouds and fog and disappeared in the sky.

...

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three months pass by in a flash.

One day seven months after Mo Bei left Taixu Sect.

In the early morning, Taixu Zong Market.

This is like a crawling monster sleeping in the mountains and ridges, the entire Taixu Sect market is still immersed in a ignorant sleep, shrouded in a thick white mist, looming and not yet awakening.

"Swoosh!"

Sudden--

A fierce storm blew from top to bottom, violently and violently, instantly blew away a large area of ​​thick white mist.

The surging wind awakened many male and female disciples who were still meditating and practicing, or were the joy of fish and water.

They all came out of the pavilion, or poked their heads out of the window, and looked into the sky.

I saw that the void floating with endless mist suddenly filled with a huge and vague outline. The fierce momentum was pressing down like a mountain of Mount Tai, suppressing everyone's heart, and even breathing became rapid.

Someone exclaimed: "What is this! Could it be that the monsters invaded!"

As the wind whistled, the rich white mist gradually dissipated, and an extremely huge elephant flying boat slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

A sharp-eyed disciple recognized the origin of the flying boat at a glance and exclaimed: "Isn't this the giant elephant flying boat of Daoyu Zhenren? Didn't Daoyu Zhenren go out to carry out the mission? Daoyu Zhenren is back!"

The giant elephant flying boat slowly stopped over the market.

Suddenly, the disciples who were eager to return home could not wait to sacrifice the sword spirit, control the sword spirit, and fly out.

The Daoyu Zhenren, standing at the bow of the ship, soared into the air, waved his hand, and three streams of shadows emerged from his sleeves and sank into the giant elephant flying boat.

The giant elephant's flying boat suddenly evolved, and it transformed into a giant elephant the size of a mountain, stepping into the void.

"Okay, let's go." Daoyu Zhenren waved his hand and said calmly. Then he stepped on the elephant head, turned into a stream of shadows, and flew towards the peak where he was.
Chapter completed!