Chapter 560: Mingde Zhenjun

The flying boat is not huge.

Well, it is just like the name, it is indeed a boat that can fly in the air, similar to the boats sailing on the river.

They are all in the shape of a narrow olive shell, but the boats on the water have a canopy, but they are not fully enclosed. The flying boat flying in the air is fully enclosed, the shell is somewhat reflective, and the smooth surface is actually engraved with many runes.

There are many rune arrays on this small boat.

Among them, the most important part is the space rune array, which is similar to the space array of mustard seed Xumi.

In the second world, due to the existence of endless void, the space array is extremely rare due to the limitations of the rules of heaven.

Therefore, the flying ships of the major families are very large, just like the aircraft carriers of the first world.

In this world, it is not the case. The rules of space do not have so many restrictions.

Practitioners have a lot of experience in controlling space, so there are many space-type magic weapons and instruments. Like the real disciples of the immortal sect, such as the true disciples of the Tianjian Sect, the general innate real people can carry storage bags with them.

Of course, these storage bags are not common items.

Many storage bags are like the food in Nie Wushuang's first life, which have a time limit. If the space array in the storage bag is not repaired after a period of time, the storage bag will also collapse.

However, compared with the storage bag, the shelf life of the flying boat that sent these people from Tianjianmen to Wenjianzong is not that short.

This is related to the quality of the space material used.

This is also related to the level of the refiner. The general storage bag can be made by a refiner at the Xiantian Zhenren realm. Large magic tools like flying boats are not something that one person can refine, and they need the cooperation of several refiners.

Among them, the host is at least at the realm of Yangshen Zhenjun.

The shelf life of such large magic tools is much better than that of storage bags, and basically only larger immortal gates can own them, at least like Tianjianmen, which has the resources of a small country.

Every time you go out, you need to check, a bit like the airline in Nie Wushuang's first life, the aircraft will be inspected at any time, just in case of accidents.

Mingde!

Mingde is the Dharma name of this Yangshen Zhenjun of Tianjian Sect. Those who are close to him and of the same level call him Ming Zhenjun or De Zhenjun. Those who are of a lower level than him and have a general relationship can only call him Mingde Zhenjun.

The flying boat entered the inner gate of Wenjian Sect without hindrance.

The inner gate mountain protection sword formation of Wenjian Sect came from Tianjian Sect. The aura of the flying boat from Tianjian Sect was also familiar to this mountain protection sword formation. Therefore, when the flying boat entered Wenjian Sect, the mountain protection sword formation did not react at all.

Just like the aircraft of the US military stationed in Japan entering the airspace of Japan, there is no need to report at all, and they can enter and exit freely.

Not only the US military, but also ordinary Americans are like this.

The big star of the future water world went to Japan, but because he did not report to Japan, he could not enter the Japanese airspace. He did not even bother to land at the US military airport. After that, he still roamed around Japan, and those little devils dared not fart.

That time was like this time!

The flying boat carelessly broke into the Sword-asking Sect, hovering over the three peaks of the inner sect, flashing with light.

Everyone in the inner sect of the Sword-asking Sect could see it clearly.

Sitting in his own courtyard, Nie Wushuang could also see the flying boat hovering low between the three peaks. A strong aura was spreading from the flying boat. Although this aura was strong, not everyone could sense it.

Only those who reached the level of Xiantian Zhenren would be able to sense it.

Well, slightly stronger mages, such as Nangong Min, who was a mages with inheritance from Jingxinzhai, could also sense this strong aura.

For Nangong Min, Xu Huanyan and others, the arrival of that aura was like monkeys sensing the aura of a tiger.

"All colleagues in the Sword-asking Sect are waiting for the arrival of the Mingde Zhenjun!"

In the void, Mo Qicai's voice echoed between the three peaks, and every disciple in the inner sect heard it clearly.

In the past, I had encountered such a situation.

Many people were very clear about the process. The disciples in the inner sect bowed and bent down, not daring to look up and look directly at the sky, to express their respect.

You can't be disrespectful!

If the True Lord leads the team, the True Lord's divine consciousness can be extended to the entire inner gate. Not to mention every person, even every blade of grass and tree can't escape his perception.

If you are disrespectful, what if the True Lord is upset and gets angry?

That would be terrible!

Let's use the Japanese devils as an analogy again. If Xiao Ri is disrespectful to MacArthur, if MacArthur is dissatisfied, many people will lose their official hats.

Nie Wushuang didn't continue to look at Ye Feizhou, and also lowered his head.

He could sense the divine consciousness of the True Lord Mingde, like a breeze blowing on his face, but it didn't go away forever, but left some invisible things, seemingly there and not there, but everything about him was under the other party's gaze.

This kind of gaze is vast and boundless, the entire Wenjian Sect is under this gaze, seemingly scattered but solid.

If there is anything abnormal about me, the gaze will be transformed into substance.

The method used by the True Lord Yangshen to display his divine consciousness is quite interesting, a bit like thousands of incarnations, but the core is different from it.

Very good!

After Mo Qicai came out, all the high-ranking members of the Sword-asking Sect gathered and stood respectfully on the Yingxiantai on the top of Tianxuan Peak.

Then, Ye Feizhou slowly descended.

On the side of the flying boat facing Mo Qicai and other Xiantian Zhenren, a door slowly opened, and Zhenjun Mingde, wearing a high crown and wide robe with big sleeves, stepped out first.

On the flying boat that seemed to only accommodate two or three people, people came out continuously, a total of seventeen or eighteen people.

After these people came out, the door was slowly closed.

The light on the flying boat gradually dimmed and dispersed.

"Uncle Master, thank you for your trouble!"

Zhenren Jinguang stepped forward and bowed to Zhenjun Mingde.

Zhenren Jinguang is a member of Zhenjun Mingde's lineage, which means that they are members of a faction in Tianjianmen.

The subordinate sect of Wenjianzong also belongs to their faction.

Zhenjun Mingde glanced at Zhenren Jinguang and said in an angry tone.

"Jinguang, if you continue like this, Zhenjun will be hopeless! You have not made much progress in cultivation in Wenjianzong for more than ten years!"

Zhenren Jinguang looks older than Zhenjun Mingde.

Mingde Zhenjun is only in his thirties, while Jinguang Zhenren is already in his sixties or seventies. Facing the scolding, he could only bow his head in shame and speechlessness.

"Before, I took a rough look and found nothing unusual. The guy hiding here should have left, right?"

Mingde Zhenjun said.

"Knowing that the master uncle is coming, that person must not dare to stay here. I just don't know if he is a bastard from the Demon Sect!"

Jinguang Zhenren said hesitantly.

"To be safe, I will use the magic circle to let my Yang Shen leave my body and take a closer look. There must be traces wherever he passes by!"

Mingde Zhenjun waved his hand.