If the external incarnation is too far away from the real body, it cannot be sensed.
Qin Sang dared to send the external avatar in because the external avatar inherited the memory of the real body and could act alone. The difference was only in cultivation and physical body.
Of course, just in case, Qin Sang hid some key secrets, such as his origins, the existence of the Jade Buddha, etc.
Outside the body, he transformed into the royal envoy's bamboo-leaf magic weapon and flew through the mountains and ridges towards Yanmiao Pavilion.
Yanmiao Pavilion is built on an island in the depths of Landou Mountain, in a lake that stretches for dozens of miles. The gate is famous for its water magic, and it is famous nearby. This is also due to Landou Gate.
After speeding for a while, the incarnation found a place to relax for a while, and then continued on the road.
This place is still some distance from Yanmiao Pavilion.
The avatar outside the body looked towards the end of the field of vision. The mountains there seemed to become sparse, and there was faint water vapor rising, which should be where the lake was.
At this time, the flying avatar suddenly stopped, with his feet on the bamboo leaf magic weapon, suspended in the air, and turned his head to look to the left.
It's close to noon, and the bright sun is high.
The mist in the mountains has almost dispersed, and the mountains are lush and green, with towering ancient trees and birds and animals chirping, making it look like a vibrant picture.
Just as Qin Sang looked over, the crowns of the ancient trees in the forest shook violently, and then there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a petite figure appeared in Qin Sang's field of vision.
A short-haired girl is coming with a sword. Judging from the direction she is traveling, she may be going to Yanmiao Pavilion.
The two looked at each other, and the girl was slightly startled, and immediately stopped the sword light.
"The eighth level of Qi refining stage..."
Incarnate outside the body and secretly say in the heart.
Without him casting a spell, Tianmudie could see through the girl's true identity at a glance.
The girl doesn't seem to be very old. To have such a high level of cultivation, she must have good talent. There is a high probability that she is here to participate in the Yanmiao Pavilion's apprenticeship ceremony.
The incarnation outside the body took a deep look at his competitor and left without saying a word.
Recruiting disciples in Yanmiao Pavilion is not through martial arts competitions or bloody fights like Yuan Zhaomen. No matter how good the girl's talent is, it will not affect him.
The girl originally looked wary, but when she saw the direction in which the avatar was flying outside her, her expression changed, and she took the initiative to follow her, shouting loudly: "Fellow Taoist, please stay..."
The avatar outside frowned secretly, withdrew his light, and turned to look at the girl.
"My name is Fang Ting, what do you call me friends? Are you going to attend the Yanmiao Pavilion Recruitment Hall?"
The short-haired girl Yu Jian hurriedly caught up with her, her cheeks flushed, and she took the initiative to introduce herself.
The girl has big eyes and a bright smile, showing two small tiger teeth.
"My surname is Zhang Mingyue," the person incarnate said in a kind tone, not rejecting the girl. He felt that the girl would probably be selected by Yanmiao Pavilion, and building a good relationship might be useful.
"Miss Fang also plans to join Yanmiao Pavilion, right?"
Fang Ting nodded repeatedly, "Like Brother Zhang, I also went to attend the Yanmiao Pavilion's disciple recruitment ceremony. Since we are so destined to meet each other on the way, how about we go there together? It is said that there is no danger in Landou Mountain, Landoumen In order to temper the disciples, we have not eliminated the little monsters in the mountains, some monsters are difficult to deal with."
"Is there anything else?"
The external avatar pretended to be surprised, "Zhang Mou encountered no monsters along the way. It seems to be luck. Miss Fang seems to know this place very well, right?"
Fang Ting said modestly: "I don't know much about it, but I live on a small island not far from Landou Island and have heard some rumors. Isn't Brother Zhang a monk from Landou Island?"
"Yes, I am a casual cultivator from Ludao. I came here after learning that there is a sect recruiting disciples here..."
The incarnation tells the truth and does not hide his origins.
Fang Ting asked about the location of Qinglu Island and couldn't help but be speechless. She admired him for having the courage to travel across the ocean.
After a few words, the avatar agreed to go with him, and the two of them flew towards Yanmiao Pavilion together.
Fang Ting looks very innocent, and there are also innocent words in her conversation.
However, the external incarnation clearly understands that it is impossible for the girl to have such cultivation at such a young age without a little bit of city power, and what she shows is just a disguise.
However, as long as the girl doesn't have any ill intentions towards him, he won't care about it.
The two chatted happily and soon became familiar with each other.
On the way, they actually encountered a monkey demon in the mortal demon stage. They cooperated to kill the monkey demon and each got half of the demon corpse. Fang Ting smiled even more happily and her eyes were crooked.
The external incarnation looked down upon this thing, but pretended to be happy and put it away.
After this battle, the performance of the incarnation made Fang Ting trust him more.
"Brother Zhang, you have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age and your swordsmanship is so good, you will definitely be selected by Yanmiao Pavilion!"
Fang Ting comforted her body.
The incarnation shook his head slowly and said in a deep voice: "My talent is not good. I just got an opportunity while traveling and my cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. However, I have almost exhausted my potential. I don't know if I can break through to the tenth place."
Layers, let alone building foundations, may not be able to enter the Yanmiao Pavilion's Dharma Eyes. Miss Fang, you are the one with truly outstanding talent. Just don't forget about Zhang after joining the great sect."
Fang Ting's face turned red, and she said with some embarrassment, "I don't know if I can be selected...Brother Zhang, don't be discouraged. People often say that talent does not mean everything. If you can get that big promotion, it means that you will have great luck. You will definitely be lucky in the future."
There is still opportunity."
The avatar outside the body nodded silently and glanced at Fang Ting calmly.
No matter how deep the girl's scheming is, she can't hide it from the eyes of an old monster like him.
Fang Ting kept worrying that she would fail the exam, but her expression was clear that she was somewhat determined. She didn't know whether her talent was really good or she had something to rely on.
The two of them flew and chatted, over mountains and ridges, and arrived at their destination before they knew it.
Sparkling waves of light flashed between the two mountains. The two looked at each other and sped up to fly over the two mountains. Suddenly, it became clear and the endless lake came into view.
The center of the lake is filled with mist, and you can faintly see a large island with pavilions, lush forests and bamboos on it.
These mists gather together and flow regularly, obviously not naturally occurring.
"This is Yanmiao Pavilion! We're finally here!"
Fang Ting cheered with joy. She glanced around, suddenly pointed to the distance, and said softly: "There is someone there!"
The external incarnation also saw that there was a large piece of bluestone on the shore of the lake, with dozens of figures, sitting or standing, gathered there and not knowing what they were doing.
After getting a message from Tianmu Die, I found out that this group of people were basically in the Qi Refining Stage, and they were probably here to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony just like the two of them.
Among this group of people, there was a foundation-building monk, a man in a blue shirt who was sitting cross-legged on the highest bluestone, wearing a waistband of a Yanmiao Pavilion disciple.
"It's too shabby to hold the apprenticeship ceremony in this wilderness, isn't it?"
The avatar outside the body whispered in his heart, called Fang Ting, and flew over.