"Well, what is noisy, what is so noisy."

At this time, a majestic voice came from the cabin. When everyone looked at it, they saw a ten-year-old martial arts elder walking out, and everyone hurriedly respected the question mark: "Elder Yan."

"Um."

Elder Yan gave a blank expression, and his old eyes stared straight at Yidao and Clearing.

Elder Yan is usually very serious, and his work is even more old-fashioned, and everything is done according to the rules. He specializes in the newcomers in the pope. For 20 or 30 years, every newcomer in the clan must be educated by him. He thinks that he is qualified. Only then are eligible to be admitted to the clan.

In the past two to three decades, even the clever fellow juniors have been scolded by him, so all the juniors couldn't help but want to go around when they saw him.

At this moment, he stared at him so proudly, and gentle as easy to do. He couldn't help stiffening his back, his scalp was instantly numb, and the cold started from the soles of his feet!

Elder Yan stared at them for a while before he said, "You mean, you met them when you were on Yulindu? One of them was still a blue-eyed person?"

The two said: "Yes, yes..."

Elder Yan's face sank, and he cursed two words: "Stupid!"

The two of them were shocked by the scolding, their faces collapsed, and they did not dare to refute, but Elder Yan looked away, scanned the crowd, and said coldly: "We also set off from Yulindu, right?"

Everyone is not clear, so they should: "Yes."

"We flew all the way from Yulin Ferry. We almost never stopped. We came here now." After that, he paused. "And they have been riding in the carriage but we are faster. Do you think this is in line with the logic?"

Uh!

Everyone obviously didn't expect this, and they were all stunned for a while.

Yes, they ferry from Yulin, they have always been flying by spacecraft, day and night without stopping, and now they are here, no matter how fast the carriage is, it is impossible to be faster than them!

Before they took the carriage, they must have taken a tool much faster than before!

However, the speed of their Qinghezong aircraft is already very fast. Although there must be a faster aircraft in this world, it can't be so much faster, right?

Someone asked: "Elder Yan, they should have taken someone else's aircraft to ride the wind before. If they have their own aircraft, why would they have to ride a carriage?"

"Yes!"

Wanhe also felt that what the man said was reasonable, and quickly nodded in agreement: "Isn't this just a mere act and asking for trouble?"

When Elder Yan heard this, his old eyebrows wrinkled, but he didn't refute.

When everyone watched, they didn't dare to let out the atmosphere, waiting for him to speak.

For a moment, Elder Yan looked at the middle-aged man, curled his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't this the last time we went to the Wulin Grand Tournament? Is there any other denomination that went later than us?"

Not everyone owns a flying machine. Those who can own a flying machine must be someone with some background, and the one who can drop in is most likely to participate in the martial arts competition.

"This is not clear. When I arrive, I will send someone to check it."

"Um."

Elder Yan replied, thoughtfully, "However, you don't need to spend a lot of time, just work on those sects."

"Yes."

The middle-aged people understand what Elder Yan meant. When they came to participate in the martial arts competition this time, only those gangs were stronger than them, and only those who had faster aircraft than them. Just check when they came. You can get a rough idea.

...

On the other side, Duanmu Yawang and the others, who asked for their hardships, continued to climb the stone steps.

The little white deer was so frightened that he wrinkled and asked, "Master, why do we always do such thankless things?"

"This is your idea, not mine."

"I?"

Xiao Bailu stared, feeling that Duanmu Yawang was shirking his responsibilities very shamefully: "What's the matter with Xiaoye Guan? Isn't it because you rejected other people's kindness?"

Duanmu Yawang and Yin Huiyin Huofi all climbed fairly easily, and she winked at him graciously: "Didn't you say that you don't eat the food of Sou Lai?"

Little White Deer: "..."

In fact, Xiao Bailu did say such a thing. In order not to slap his face, he had to continue climbing hard, wishing to slap himself in his heart!

Damn, make your mouth cheap!

The food that comes is also food!

Better than exhausted!

Duanmu Yawang seemed to see through his thoughts at a glance, patted his head, and said in a teachable manner: "Well, it's fine if you know your mistakes. Next time, don't make casual decisions. If you don't regret it, it will be too late."

"Oh."

Little Bailu replied weakly.

By the time they went up to the mountain, it was already more than half an hour later.

Going further for ten meters, a tall door plaque appeared with Mo Daozong written on it.

In front of the door plaque is a long-looking road, paved with neat and orderly white stone steps. The length of the stone steps is the same, but you can't see the end. This shows how magnificent this Mo Daozong is.

"Well, it's worthy of being the martial arts leader's sect. The scale is really big!"

Duanmuya snorted twice, while Xiao Bailu was full of sorrow, "Why is there such a long way!" He finished, crying with a little face and ran over to hug Huo Fei's thigh, "Fei Fei, you have to hug me, My leg is about to break!"

"good."

The beautiful young man nodded, bent over and gently picked up the little kid, and touched his head by the way, "If you are tired, you will lie down and sleep."

"Um!"

Little Bailu nodded fiercely, and gave Huo Fei a kiss on the cheek, "Fei Fei, you are still the best to me."

The beautiful boy's ears were red, and he held him calmly forward.

Yin Huiyin looked at the two of them, shook his head and smiled, a pair of good brothers hugged Duanmu Yawang's shoulders, "Our Xiao Baibai is so lazy to make it, I think it will be easier to cheat in the future."

"It depends on the person."

Duanmu Yawang looked at Huo Fei meaningfully, "Although Xiao Baibai is a little bit white, most people still look down on him, and not everyone has the opportunity to lie to him."

Yin Huiyin touched his chin, deeply agreeing: "In that case, it seems to be right."

"uh-huh."

Halfway through a long street, they didn't meet anyone. After walking for a long time, they finally heard the noise when they could finally see the house.

"who are you?"

After walking a long stone road, they didn't count as entering Mo Daozong. At the end of the stone steps did a mansion gate really appeared, and the gate was heavily guarded.

The guard saw several people in Duanmu Yawang, one dressed in black, not showing a little bit of skin, a beautiful boy with purple eyes, a child with purple eyes, and a...blue-eyed person?

With such a lineup, the guards were almost never seen before, and they were about to be intercepted.