"Sister Qingwu, let's go to Beicang Fairy Island together later."
Liu Waner invited, from the exchange just now, Liu Waner knew that Yan Qingwu's status in the Kunlun Immortal Sect was not low, and being friends with such a person would definitely be good for her future.
Of course, seeing that Yan Qingwu had no interest in the struggle for imperial power in the secular world, she naturally would not invite Yan Qingwu to help her father.
Liu Waner has no friends, Yan Qingwu is her first friend, and she hopes that this friendship can last longer.
"As much as I want to be with you, I'm afraid that person can't wait."
Yan Qingwu shrugged and said helplessly.
"We'll be here very quickly. We'll leave tonight and arrive tomorrow morning."
Liu Waner said quickly.
"That's okay. Hey, Mr. Mo Da, what do you think?"
Yan Qingwu asked loudly.
"No problem. As you said, I can take a rest tonight."
Mo Hai said calmly.
After eating, the group went to the pier.
At night, there is a lighthouse on the pier, with a dazzling fluorite inside, which is particularly eye-catching in the dark night, guiding ships on the sea.
The cold wind on the pier was blowing like needles, and Liu Waner had already put on a thick red ferret cloak. Even Tonghu and Qingping, who were good at martial arts, also put on thick clothes, but Yan Qingwu and
Mo Hai was still dressed lightly.
On the sea surface in the dark night, there was a ray of light coming quickly. The closer it got to the dock, the speed became slower and slower.
Soon, a three-foot-long spirit boat docked at the dock. The spirit boat was surrounded by the power of formations. Without the spiritual power to propel it, the speed of the spirit boat would naturally not be a thousand times faster than an ordinary ship.
"Is this Immortal Zhao Ao?"
Liu Waner took a step forward and asked in a loud voice.
"It's me, are you the daughter of Duke Zhen, Liu Waner?"
A middle-aged man on the spirit boat also asked.
"It's me! It's me."
Liu Waner quickly agreed, and then the group walked to the spirit boat.
"Why are there so many people?"
When Senior Brother Zhao Ao saw Liu Waner with four people around him, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Xianzhang Zhao Ao, please do it for your convenience."
Liu Waner begged.
"Okay, come up, but please be careful. Don't run around when you get to the island. Just listen to me."
Zhao Ao said in a deep voice.
"You should obey the instructions of the Immortal."
Liu Waner quickly agreed.
"Then come up quickly."
Zhao Ao nodded.
Liu Wan'er and her party boarded the spirit boat. The spirit boat's formation was running, and it was traveling rapidly on the water. The speed was faster than the high-speed rail on the earth. It was estimated that the speed reached a thousand miles per hour. At this speed, it would take three hours.
Arrive at Beicang Fairy Island.
Yan Qingwu had heard from Liu Waner in the restaurant just now that she only met Zhao Ao when she was looking for an "agent" in Kyoto. The "agent" said that Zhao Ao was an inner disciple of Beicang Xiandao, and with his guidance,
You can meet the medicine elder of Beicang Immortal Island. As long as you meet the medicine elder of Beicang Immortal Island, you can basically ask for life-saving elixirs.
When a sect is big, everything can happen. In fact, many people who enter the Immortal Sect are ordinary people, so the Immortal Sect naturally has to deal with the secular world. Although the Immortal Sect has regulations that prohibit the disciples of the sect from interacting with the secular world.
People come into contact with each other, but the rules are that they are dead and people are alive. Some disciples take advantage of the disciples of the Immortal Sect to collude with the secular world and seek benefits.
This Zhao Ao is, he is the inner disciple who is responsible for reception. He has some small rights and colludes with the "intermediary" outside. One is responsible for attracting customers, and the other is responsible for receiving people who enter the Immortal Sect to seek elixirs through the intermediary.
For a rich person in this world, an intermediary fee, if converted into earthly money, would cost at least 100 million US dollars.
As for those who seek medicine after entering the Immortal Sect, they can just take them to see an elder and then send them away with a pill. This is also a dark chain of interests of the Immortal Sect.
It has to be said that corruption exists everywhere.
The spirit boat was speeding on the sea, but it was very stable inside. Zhao Ao's eyes were constantly looking at Yan Qingwu and Liu Waner.
Zhao Ao did not expect that there would be two such beauties this time. It really makes people think. Even the Yuanying monks could not control their seven emotions and six desires, let alone Zhao Ao, a scum cultivator with a deep mortal heart.
"Hehe, maybe I, Zhao Ao, can enjoy the blessings of the whole family this time, not bad."
Zhao Ao thought lustfully.
"Hey, have you seen enough?"
Yan Qingwu said impatiently.
"You, what did you say, what did I see?"
Zhao Ao was a little embarrassed and said quickly.
"See what you know in your mind, it is really unfortunate for the sect to have such a lustful disciple like you on Beicang Immortal Island."
Yan Qingwu said calmly.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Zhao Ao suddenly became angry.
"Exian, please calm down. She means what she says but she doesn't mean it. Don't argue with her."
Liu Waner quickly persuaded him to make peace.
"Wan'er, you're just an inner disciple, how can you deserve the title of Immortal Chief?"
Yan Qingwu said disdainfully.
Zhao Ao originally coveted Yan Qingwu's beauty, but when he saw that Yan Qingwu was so unruly and even dared to slander her, he became very angry.
"Liu Wan'er, if your followers don't know the rules, I'll teach you a lesson."
Zhao Ao said in a deep voice, his face cold and sharp.
"Master Immortal, don't get me wrong, she is not my follower, she is actually a cultivator of immortality just like you."
Liu Waner quickly explained.
"What?"
Hearing this, Zhao Ao immediately became vigilant and subconsciously pulled out the sword from its sheath.
"Don't be nervous, I am from the Kunlun Immortal Sect. This time I am just accompanying Mr. Mo Da to find your island owner."
Yan Qingwu smiled slightly, but she was calm.
After all, she is a disciple of the master of Kunlun Immortal Sect. If she takes action, she is not afraid of Zhao Ao, an ordinary inner disciple of Beicang Immortal Island.
"What do you want from our island owner?"
Zhao Ao looked at Mo Hai and asked.
"This is not something you can inquire about. You can rest assured Yu Zhou."
Yan Qingwu said with a condescending tone.
"If you don't say anything, please leave immediately."
Zhao Ao said in a deep voice, the spiritual energy on his body was released, and an invisible pressure spread on the spirit boat.
Liu Waner, Qingping, and Tonghu are just ordinary people. Facing the monk's anger, they naturally feel more pressure.
But for Yan Qingwu and Mo Hai, it was like a breeze blowing by, at most it blew their hair.
"Now that we have come up, we will not leave. You don't need to point your sword at me. I can tell you clearly that you are definitely no match for me."
Yan Qingwu said seriously.
"Who are you scaring?
Don’t forget, this is the sea, and the combat effectiveness of your Kunlun Immortal Sect on the sea can only be half of its usual power. If you fight against me, you probably have no chance of winning."