This is the second time that Zhang Zichen has taken a flying sword. The first time is Wu Luo’s black flying sword, and today this is the second time.

Huh Huh Huh

The flying sword moved forward rapidly. Although Zhang Zichen and others behind him were protected by Duanmuxue with their vitality, they could also feel the huge pressure from the strong wind blowing towards him.

Zhang Zichen's hair was dancing, and he felt the magic of heaven again and again in his heart. He decided that if he did not learn the art, he would never return to the valley of human beings!

Over Nanxi City, three sword lights were heading straight towards the seaside port.

The closer you get to the beach, the stronger the wind and heavier the humidity. Zhang Zichen can obviously smell the fishy smell of the sea water.

Just below them, there was a huge city, inside and outside the city, very lively. I guess this was what the old woodcutter mentioned in Nanxi City.

But a few miles east of Nanxi City, there is a huge deep-water port, with many various ships docked on the port.

In the middle of these ships, Zhang Zichen saw a huge wooden boat emitting white light. The wooden boat revealed the ancient aura of heaven. This ship could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary person.

At this time, Duanmu Xue drove the fairy sword and took Zhang Zichen and the others to the big ship.

This is a huge sailboat, with white sails, written on it with the word "Penglai" and drifting in the wind, making it very majestic.

Duanmuxue, Cao Rentian and Tang Qi each drove the flying swords and slowly landed on the deck.

There were many people on the deck, some wearing Taoist robes and carrying weapons. These were obviously immortals and disciples from Penglai Immortal Island.

There are also some people, about 500 people. These people are not as old as young, of different heights, and even their clothes are very different. Some are wearing tattered clothes, some are wearing ordinary clothes, while others are wearing expensive clothes.

Earlier, Zhang Zichen learned from the old woodcutter that Penglai Immortal Island was here to accept disciples this time, and these five hundred people must be civilian disciples of the novice Penglai Immortal Island.

When Zhang Zichen and the others landed on the deck, all of them surrounded the immortals and disciples of Penglai Immortal Island.

"Master! Senior sister is back! We can set sail and return!" Someone shouted in the crowd.

A moment later, a middle-aged man in a dark blue Taoist robe walked over from a distance. The middle-aged man tied his hair and dressed up like an ancient man. His face was covered with fleshy face and his face was covered with thick and black beard, which looked very fierce.

"Xiaoxue, why are you back?" The middle-aged man came, and the crowd automatically gave way. When he saw Duanmuxue bringing back more than thirty people, he was stunned.

"What's going on?" the middle-aged man pointed at Zhang Zichen and others and asked.

"Dad..." This middle-aged man is Duanmu Xue's father Duanmu Batian. "Dad, when we were wandering outside, we found monsters hurting people. The people in their entire village were slaughtered by those monsters, and only these children were left. I looked pitiful, so I brought them back and asked you what to do with them."

Duanmu Batian snorted and said, "Xiaoxue, you are too impulsive. What if you are not the opponent of those monsters?"

"But Dad, didn't I rescue these people?" Duanmuxue blinked her big eyes and smiled.

"But there is no need to bring them here?" Duanmu Batian said a little unhappy, "These people have no place to go. The Lord of Nanxi City will arrange it for them sooner or later, and it is not our turn to arrange it."

From these words, Duanmuxue, Cao Rentian and Tang Qi had already heard what the master meant. It seemed that he was not going to accept these people as disciples.

Sure enough, Duanmu Batian said: "These thirty or so people have different bones. Some are suitable for cultivation, while others are not suitable for cultivation. They have not passed our test. Look at that young man..."

Duanmu Batian refers to Zhang Zichen and said, "Look at him, I have never seen such a bad physique. And when I looked at it casually, I found that not only his physical condition was poor, but his dantian was also blurred, which was not suitable for cultivation at all."

Zhang Zichen wanted to refute, is he so bad? He had to call him a name, but he would just forget it. No matter what, Duanmuxue saved his life, so there is no need to argue with his father.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen became a celebrity among the hundreds of people, the person with the worst physique, and his dantian was vague and not suitable for cultivation, so he became the object of ridicule for everyone.

"Cao Rentian, Tang Qi, you can arrange it and send these people to the shore. We don't want these people anymore." Duanmu Batian shouted.

"It's the master!" Cao Rentian and Tang Qi received the order.

Cao Rentian took the lead, and then he seemed to think of something. He glanced at Duanmu Batian and shouted: "Master..."

After shouting, Cao Rentian took a few steps forward and said a few words to Duanmu Batian's ear.

When Duanmu Batian heard this, he glanced at Zhang Zichen and others, and finally turned his eyes to Duanmuxue, and he was very angry when he looked at him.

After hearing what Cao Rentian said, Duanmu Batian sighed, but his anger was always looking at his daughter.

"Well! Well! Then bring them back to the island together and take them as disciples to prevent the news from leaking!" Duanmu Batian took a deep breath and instructed.

In this way, Zhang Zichen and thirty-two people were all left on the boat.

As for what Cao Rentian said to Duanmu Batian, Zhang Zichen only found out later. It turned out that Cao Rentian said that the situation was urgent at that time. In order to kill the monsters, Duanmu Xue sacrificed the secret statue of the Chaos-type Green Lotus between her eyebrows.

Therefore, Zhang Zichen and others were all lucky to witness it.

The mysterious image of the Chaos-Seeded Green Lotus has disappeared in the heavenly continent for hundreds of thousands of years. This is an extremely special physique.

Legend has it that people with this secret image physique have unlimited futures and will definitely be able to cultivate into the body of the great emperor and enter the ranks of the Heavenly Lord in the future.

But now, Duanmuxue's cultivation has just begun, and she is not skilled in controlling the Chaos Planted Green Lotus.

If others know that she has such a special physique at this time, it may cause disasters of killing, because no one in this world hopes that a sect or family has such a special physique. No matter who it is, they will secretly kill it to prevent future troubles.

In order not to spread this news, Duanmuxue's father Duanmu Batian had to take Zhang Zichen and others away.

At present, if it were the words of the two tiger-headed demons and the leopard-headed demons, I am afraid I would not believe them.
Chapter completed!