After a while, He Qingrou noticed that the disciple next to her was asking questions, and she suddenly said with embarrassment: "Are you talking about why Master speaks so fluently? This is because Master has prepared in advance and rehearsed it in his mind.

Many, many times..."

"..." Chen Ying immediately rolled her eyes when she heard this. Her master was indeed the same lovely master.

The speed of traveling in the divine realm is no longer comparable to that of ordinary warriors.

Especially someone like He Qingrou who is far stronger than the normal divine realm.

In only two days, she took Chen Ying back to Cangcheng Mountain.

Afterwards, the master and the disciple walked through thousands of stone steps, passed through the vast sea of ​​clouds, and arrived at the mountain gate of Xianxia Sect.

This is an archway that looks like it is made of white jade, with many clouds carved on it. The three words "Xianxia Sect" on it were carved by Jiang Qiqi himself with the light of his sword.

A hundred years ago, this was the mountain gate of the No. 1 sect in the world, and countless people came here in search of immortals.

Today, a hundred years later, it is quiet and quiet here, with only green pines and cypresses, sea of ​​clouds and mist.

He Qingrou and Chen Ying had just arrived in front of the mountain gate when they saw clouds rising inside.

Two female crowns who looked like nine-day fairies walked out quickly.

It was Zhu Qingzhenren, the leader of the Xianxia Sect, and Liu Yiyun, He Qingrou's master.

They all asked eagerly:
Chapter completed!