Chapter 50: The Catastrophe of Chiyu

After Qin Feng came to the building boat, even though he knew that the building boat was very large, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked when he saw the appearance of the building boat with his own eyes.

This building is about 300 feet long and 60 feet wide. There are five floors on the ship. Except for a large hall on the top floor, the other floors are densely covered with many rooms.

At this time, hundreds of young men and women gathered on the deck, many of them leaning on the side of the ship and watching the people below, talking and laughing.

Like Qin Feng and the others, these youngsters were all selected from various counties and were about to become disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect.

Just when Qin Feng was still looking around, a young man in the costume of a disciple of the Beast Master called him. After asking his name, he registered it in a booklet, and then handed him a small wooden sign. , with the characters C, one hundred and twenty-eight written on it.

"This is the number plate of your room. Follow the cabin to the second floor to find it yourself. I will practice there in the next few days. If you feel bored, you can come to the deck to breathe."

The young disciple just gave a casual order, waved him away, and turned his attention to the young man who came up behind Qin Feng.

Qin Feng waited for a while, and when Qin Xi came up and also got the room number, he found that the two were still on the same floor, but one was on the left and the other was on the right.

When he accompanied Qin Xi to the right to help her find the room, only then did he find out that there were all female disciples here.

Obviously, there are usually no male disciples here, so the dozens of girls all turned their attention to Qin Feng, and their curious eyes made him feel uncomfortable.

After he helped Qin Xi find the room and made an appointment to go to the deck together later, he quickly left.

Soon, he found his room on the other side.

I opened the door and glanced at it, and found that the layout here is very simple, not even a bed.

Because this building ship was not originally built for the new disciples who have not yet entered the school, but was used when the sect disciples were dispatched on a large scale, and now it is only temporarily dispatched to pick them up temporarily.

Zongmen obviously did not consider the feelings of these new disciples when building the ship, so the room was very simple, with two futons, a low table, and nothing else.

In fact, cultivators in the qi-refining stage can already use meditation instead of sleep, but many young cultivators who have just entered the practice are still not used to it.

Everything on Qin Feng's body was in the storage bag, and there was nothing to pack. He just looked at it, turned around and went out, went down the stairs with Qin Xi who was waiting not far away, and came to the deck Say goodbye to the old master.

They didn't have anything to say either. They had already said what they should have said in the past few days. On the contrary, the old patriarch told them a few words through voice transmission, and asked them to come to the sect to cultivate well. Those disciples with identities and backgrounds, so as not to cause trouble.

Although they were all platitudes, they still listened very seriously.

Although the old family owner's life style is a little rude, he has no other bad habits except for the poor women who are living in Baihua Pavilion with spirit stones, and he also takes care of the younger generation of the family.

This can be seen from the trivial matters he repeatedly told Qin Feng and Qin Xi.

Soon, dozens of teenagers in Tieling County all got on the boat, and Fang Zheng, who had checked their identities, also jumped to the deck.

With his arrival, many young men and women on the deck felt a little uncomfortable. I think they were all seen by him using the evil-suppressing method.

It is normal for these new disciples to have a low level of cultivation, so it is normal for them to feel a little jealous.

However, Fang Zheng grasped the proportions very well, and did not leave any shadows in the hearts of these young people. After all, that would be extremely detrimental to their future cultivation.

So soon all the teenagers returned to normal,

Although he still lowered his voice unconsciously, he was not too afraid of Fangzheng. On the contrary, many people looked at the tiger beside Fangzheng curiously.

Several of these teenagers came from families that were no worse than the Zhao family in Tieling. When their family elders sent them upstairs, they told them that Fangzheng was so powerful, and also said that his natal beast contained scorpion. Bloodline, let your younger generation never provoke Fangzheng.

During the few days of getting along with the young people on the boat, one of the children of an aristocratic family spread the news, and immediately made many people envious of Fang Zheng's natal beast.

Biqi is the son of a dragon, with an extremely pure dragon bloodline on his body, which can be regarded as a kind of divine beast.

And Fangzheng's natal beast actually has the bloodline of the beast, which shows that his future future is extremely bright.

Even if the bloodline of this fierce tiger is not pure enough, it may not be able to advance the bloodline in the future and evolve into a real dragon child.

These teenagers are envious, and they also want such a majestic and infinite potential spirit beast.

It is a pity that such spirit beasts with the blood of divine beasts are so hard to find. Even if they are found, they may not be able to subdue such spirit beasts with their strength.

Although Yan Zhongli said that he would not stay here for a long time, he was not an unkind person either. After all the teenagers in Tieling County got on the boat, he deliberately waited for another quarter of an hour to let some teenagers say goodbye to their elders.

After all, this time, there is no chance to see each other in a short period of time, and it may even be possible that we will never see each other again.

The world of practice has never been stable, all kinds of crises are looming, and maybe they will lose their lives in sudden dangers at some point.

After a while, Yan Zhongli handed farewell to Qian Jiang and others, flew onto the boat, and ordered to leave.

The cyan Flood Dragon, covered in hideous scales and armor, let out a low roar, pressed its four claws on the ground lightly, and its figure suddenly rose into the air, pulling the entire building ship to fly into the sky.

Qin Feng and Qin Xi waved their hands towards the old master until Jiaolong dragged the boat to the clouds and could no longer see the figure of the old master below. Then they put down their palms with a bit of melancholy.

"From now on, I can even officially step into the cultivation world."

Qin Feng whispered to himself.

If you stay in the family, under the protection of the father and the family, in a remote town such as Kuncheng, you will generally not encounter too much danger.

When he was unwilling to be ordinary and had a heart of chasing longevity, from the moment he stepped out of the house, he was ready to face the cruelest side of the cultivation world.

In fact, when he was killed by the three loose cultivators in Fangshi before, he could be considered to have seen the dark side of the cultivation world, but after all, it was only a battle between the lowest-level cultivators, and he did not suffer any loss, but cut him off. Killing the other party took some advantage, so he didn't take it too seriously.

He felt that with his own cultivation, if he wanted to really encounter a big crisis, it should be a long time later. After all, with his current Taoism, it is logically impossible to contact powerful monks.

However, he forgot to say a word, called the disaster of Chiyu.