After listening to what the sheep-bearded old man said, Xiao Xiaoqi's heart was filled with turmoil, and he could not calm down for a long time. He seemed to have seen a whole new world.

The veteran's flying sword is very stable, and I don't feel any discomfort when sitting on it. Flying thousands of miles high in the sky is even more refreshing.

Feijian went straight to the north. According to Lao Dao, Xuanyu Gate is located at the junction of Tuozhou and Chenxiang Prefecture, at a place called Xiangtanchi.

It would take two days and two nights to arrive by carriage, but it only takes half a day to fly the flying sword.

However, before reaching the destination, the old man with a goatee controlled the flying sword and stopped in a mountain forest.

"Are you here? Why did you stop here?" Xiao Xiaoqi asked.

The sheep-bearded old Taoist had already put away the flying sword at this time and said with a smile, "Further ahead is a place with dense crowds. Don't let ordinary people see the flying sword, otherwise it will easily be criticized."

Xue Ying glanced sideways at Lao Dao, "Are you sure it's not to save your little bit of beast crystal energy?"

The old Taoist smiled awkwardly and said, "It's not far anyway. It's only an hour away. Let's go soon."

After he finished speaking, he walked forward on his own, regardless of whether Xiao Xiaoqi followed or not.

What can Xiao Xiaoqi do? Follow him, because the flying sword belongs to someone else.

Xiao Xiaoqi made up his mind to make a flying sword by himself in the future.
Chapter completed!