Now that the excitement has gathered, it’s natural to go shopping elsewhere.
"Sir, please stay."
at this time.
A man in yellow robe walked out of the teahouse.
Ye Qingyun turned around and looked.
Seeing an unknown person, I couldn't help but ask: "Are you calling me?"
The man in yellow robe nodded and said with a smile: "Master Imperial Master, how could I not recognize him?"
As he spoke, the man in yellow robe knelt down to salute Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun quickly stopped him.
"No, no, no, keep a low profile!"
Ye Qingyun didn't want to have a large group of people kneeling and worshiping him.
I just came out for a walk.
There's no need to make such a big fuss.
The man in yellow robe did not salute.
"The villain's name is Xu Tianzhong, and he is the elder of the Taixuan Sword Sect in the southwest of Chang'an City."
"We, the Taixuan Sword Sect, have heard about the name of the Imperial Master for a long time and have always wanted to invite the Imperial Master to come to our sect as a guest. However, we have never had the chance. Now I happened to meet the Imperial Master. I would also like to ask the Imperial Master to come to our Taixuan Sword Sect.
."
"Everyone in our Taixuan Sword Sect is eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Imperial Master!"
After saying that, Xu Tianzhong saluted respectfully to Ye Qingyun again.
Ye Qingyun looked at Huikong.
"Have you ever heard of this Taixuan Sword Sect?"
Huikong shook his head.
Xu Tianzhong was a little embarrassed.
"I hope the Imperial Master will forgive me. Taixuan Sword Sect is only a small sect within the Tang Dynasty, barely ranked among the second-rate."
"I see."
Ye Qingyun didn't mean to look down on the Taixuan Sword Sect.
After all, Ye Qingyun is very self-aware.
Although he had the status of a national master in the Tang Dynasty, he was actually a mortal.
Not even a damn bit of cultivation.
No matter how bad the sect is, they are just cultivators.
If you pick one out at random, you can press it to the ground and rub it repeatedly.
I am not qualified to look down on any cultivators.
"Is it far away?"
Ye Qingyun asked.
"It's not far, not far. After leaving Chang'an, it's only two hundred miles to the southwest."
Xu Tianzhong said.
When Ye Qingyun heard this, he thought that two hundred miles was not far away?
"Then let's go by flying boat."
Ye Qingyun said subconsciously.
Xu Tianzhong was startled.
"Master Imperial Master, we can fly there directly."
Ye Qingyun: "..."
Did you deliberately make fun of me?
If I could fly, I could wake up smiling from my dreams.
Isn't it impossible to fly?
"Ahem, I have no cultivation and can't fly."
Ye Qingyun said with some embarrassment.
Upon hearing this, Xu Tianzhong was a little dumbfounded.
The majestic Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty, he was able to call upon the wind and rain, and his reputation resounded throughout the Eastern Land.
Who doesn’t know that your national master Ye Qingyun’s cultivation is so great that he can do anything?
But you said you can't fly? You haven't cultivated yet?
Who believes it?
"I have long heard that this Master Ye has always regarded himself as a mortal and never showed his cultivation in front of others. It seems that the rumors are true."
Xu Tianzhong said secretly.
"I have a flying boat. Let's go outside Chang'an City and take the flying boat."
Xu Tianzhong said.
There are rules in Chang'an City.
Except for the flying boats in the imperial palace, no force can control the flying boats in Chang'an City.
You have to leave Chang'an City.
"good."
Ye Qingyun didn't care either.
At that moment, the three of them walked towards the outside of Chang'an City together.
Arrived outside the city.
Xu Tianzhong took out a flying boat.
When Ye Qingyun looked at the flying boat, he could feel that the Taixuan Sword Sect was indeed not a big sect.
This flying boat is really a bit shabby.
I won’t talk about it since I was young.
It still looks very crude.
There are even traces of repairs on the side of the flying boat.
This made Ye Qingyun very suspicious, what if Feitian fell apart?
Fortunately, Huikong followed him, so if he really fell apart, there would be someone capable of saving him.
"It made the Imperial Master laugh."
Xu Tianzhong himself was also embarrassed.
Ye Qingyun didn't say anything and immediately got on the flying boat.
The flying boat set sail.
Ye Qingyun also became seasick.
He really didn't expect that he would get seasick in a flying boat.
All the time, the flying boats Ye Qingyun has ridden in have been of high quality.
I have never been on such a bad flying boat.
It doesn’t matter if it’s slow.
What a fucking bump.
Ye Qingyun was okay at first, but as he was bouncing around, Ye Qingyun felt his head was buzzing.
Feeling like vomiting for a while.
Huikong was shocked when he saw Ye Qingyun's expression was wrong.
Could it be that the Holy Son sensed some huge danger?
Is that why you look so solemn?
He acted cautiously and looked around, wanting to see where the crisis that Ye Qingyun sensed lay.
But I looked around and found nothing.
Could it be that a powerful enemy is coming?
But because the powerful enemy's cultivation is too advanced, he can't notice it?
Only the Holy Son's level of cultivation can discover it?
Huikong suddenly became even more nervous.
He took a deep breath and stood closely beside Ye Qingyun.
"No matter what, I will protect the Holy Son!"
Huikong said to himself secretly.
Although he also knew that no one in this world could hurt Ye Qingyun.
But as Ye Qingyun's staunch follower.
Huikong will never allow anyone to offend Ye Qingyun.
Not even a strong man whose strength is far superior to him can do it.
The flying boat continued to bump.
Ye Qingyun's face became increasingly ugly.
There was even a look of pain.
Huikong was anxious.
Could it be that the Holy Son is poisoned?
Probably!
Otherwise, with the Saint Son's unfathomable extraordinary cultivation, how could such a look appear on his face?
Huikong's heart was heavy.
Even the Holy Son has been poisoned, so their situation must be extremely dangerous at this moment.
The person coming is probably an unprecedentedly powerful enemy!
"Amitabha, don't worry, Holy Son. Even if Huikong dies today, no one will harm the Holy Son at all!"
Huikong said solemnly to Ye Qingyun as if he had sacrificed his life generously.
Ye Qingyun turned to look at him.
His face was indescribably ugly and weird.
Huikong almost cried.
This Holy Son must be too poisonous.
At this moment, I couldn't even speak.
Is the Holy Son really in danger today?
"Holy Son, I will carry you and escape from here!"
Huikong quickly wanted to escape with Ye Qingyun on his back.
As a result, the moment his hand touched Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun really couldn't hold himself any longer.
vomit!!!
He spit it out immediately.
There was nothing left from breakfast this morning.
They all vomited on the deck of the flying boat.
At this time, both Huikong and Xu Tianzhong were stunned.
Especially Huikong.
He looked at Ye Qingyun in disbelief.
I wonder what kind of poison this is?
So powerful?
Even the Holy Son has become like this.
At this time, Ye Qingyun straightened up, his face looking better than before.
It feels good to spit it out.
Ye Qingyun wiped the saliva from his mouth, but he still felt a little uncomfortable.
But it's much better than before.
"National Master, what's wrong with you?"
Xu Tianzhong asked quickly.
"Yes, Holy Son, are you poisoned? I will take you to find someone to heal you!"