With Xia Yanqin nodding, Lu Changhe had the confidence to go to Zixiao Holy Land to see the Purple Qi coming from the East.

So the next morning, when Chi Ruoxi couldn't help but come to see Lu Changhe again, Lu Changhe finally agreed to go with her to the Zixiao Holy Land to see her master's situation.

"Thank you, Master Lu, for your help! No matter whether Master Lu can wake up Master, I am grateful!" Chi Ruoxi was overjoyed and thanked Lu Changhe solemnly.

After returning last night, she was worried about gains and losses all night. At this moment, when she heard Lu Changhe's promise, her heart finally felt at ease.

Chi Ruoxi was raised by Taoist Yunxiao since childhood. Although the two were master-apprentices, they were actually like mother and daughter. In the past five hundred years, Chi Ruoxi has made countless efforts to awaken the master, and even more concerned than replenishing the purple Qi East Sutra. It can be said that as long as Taoist Yunxiao wakes up, she is willing to pay no matter what the price Chi Ruoxi pays.

Since the devil's destruction and the incident in Duobao's Secret Realm four days ago, the heads of the five continents expressed their gratitude to Lu Changhe and left Linqian Ancient City one after another, and returned to the Immortal Gate of the Continent where they were. To this day, only the ten chief sects of the Middle Earth Shenzhou remained in the ancient city.

Before leaving, Lu Changhe asked the three disciples to inform the leaders of the sects, so as not to say goodbye and be rude. The leaders came to see him off one after another, and the green mountains remained unchanged and the green water flowed forever. They also wanted to have a date with Lu Changhe.

At noon that day, the fourth master and disciple Lu Changhe, Chi Ruoxi and her elders and disciples flew to the Zixiao Holy Land together.

At this time, the nine-grade spiritual weapon Zhen Phoenix Boat that Xia Yanqin obtained from the secret realm played a role. She flapped her wings and flew like a real phoenix. The flames were floating around her. The flames were powerful. They could attack and retreat or defend. If they could not attack and defend, they could still escape with extreme speed. With all their strength, even the powerful people in the Immortal Stage could not keep up with its speed.

Hundreds of elders and disciples of Zixiao Holy Land were riding a disc-shaped fifth-grade flying spirit weapon. They looked at the Zhenhuang Boat, which was so gorgeous and spectacular that they followed behind them, and their eyes were full of envy and admiration.

"Issue Lu is worthy of being Master Lu, and his work is so great that the spiritual weapons he travels and rides are all ninth-level treasures!"

This is the idea that came to mind by most elders and disciples. They were deeply shocked by Lu Changhe's big deal. Not to mention them, even their head Chi Ruoxi was shocked by Lu Changhe's big deal when he saw the Zhenhuangzhou for the first time.

As early as ancient times, when their Zixiao Holy Land was still an Immortal Sect, the treasure of the sect at that time was just a ninth-grade spiritual weapon. You can imagine how luxurious and amazing Lu Changhe used the ninth-grade spiritual weapon to travel and ride.

After the shock, Chi Ruoxi felt inexplicably relieved again, thinking that the greater Lu Changhe made, the greater his ability and the more confident he was to save his master. This is a good thing.

Lu Changhe sat cross-legged above the Zhenhuang Boat. His deep eyes seemed to have seen through the world, showing the indifference and calmness of a master. He looked quietly at the sea of ​​clouds and mist in the distance, and a transcendent temperament of a peerless immortal master spread from inside to outside from him.

Li Mobei, Xia Yanqin and Chen Fan, who were traveling with him, were stunned when they saw his master's profound temperament and attitude. His respect for Lu Changhe instantly improved a lot. They thought that even if they exhausted their entire lives, they would never imitate the master's peerless style.

"What kind of spiritual weapon is this? It's just flying, why are there flames coming out?"

Lu Changhe was looking at the flames covered outside the Zhenhuang Boat from the corner of his eyes, worried that the flames would burn him, and the Zhenhuang Boat would suddenly cremate and disintegrate in the air while flying. At that time, if one of the three disciples was not rescued in time, he would fall to death.

The journey was going on like this in Lu Changhe's fear. The Zhenhuang Zhou followed closely behind the flying spirit weapon that Chi Ruoxi and others were riding, crossing mountains, rivers and rivers.

In this way, the two groups flew thousands of miles away and finally arrived at the Zixiao Holy Land half a day later.

The Zixiao Holy Land is built on a huge spiritual vein. Here, the mountains are towering and waterfalls are splashing. One magnificent palace and pavilion after another is built on the mountains. Cranes fly in groups in the air, making waves of penetrating sounds from time to time. A rich purple air lingered and floated over the holy land.

"That's what I can call it the holy land of the Immortal Sect! I don't know if there are any cards for me, the old, broken Sky Sect!"

Lu Changhe was secretly amazed, feeling that compared with Zixiao Holy Land, the Cangqiong Sect he founded was like a joke.

"Compared with Master's Cangqiong Sect, Zixiao Holy Land is as simple as a joke."

Li Mobei's three senior brothers and sisters thought to each other.

They are actually quite understandable. After all, the Cangqiong Sect was created by his master himself, so other immortal sects are naturally far inferior to even one ten thousand.

The elders who stayed at Zixiao Holy Land received a message from Chi Ruoxi early and lined up to greet him at the gate of the holy land. When they saw the gorgeous appearance of the Zhenhuang Boat from afar, they were already shocked. When two flying spirit weapons slowly descended from the air, everyone bowed respectfully.

It was dusk at this time and the sunset was setting. Chi Ruoxi was not in a hurry to lead Lu Changhe to check her master's situation, but asked an elder to take Lu Changhe's fourth master and disciple to the wing room first.

Lu Changhe naturally had no objection to this, although he was in a hurry to go and see the Purple Qi East.

Since Master Zixiao made this promise to him last night, Lu Changhe believed that she would not go back on her word and fool him.

After the fourth master and disciple Lu Changhe left, a pale old Taoist walked out of the crowd with a cold expression. Before the old Taoist could open his mouth to speak, Chi Ruoxi frowned and said, "What do you mean by the Supreme Elder? I will have time to tell you later."

The old Taoist snorted coldly, swung his robe and flew towards the conference hall.

The old Taoist named Xiao Zheng, who is the Supreme Elder of Zixiao Holy Land. At this moment, he was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger.

Before Chi Ruoxi came back, she informed the elders of the chief officials of Lu Changhe about observing the Purple Qi East through the notes. Xiao Zheng had 10,000 oppositions to this matter. He had made up his mind to let Chi Ruoxi dispel this stupid idea no matter what.

As Xiao Zheng flew to the conference hall, seven or eight figures flew towards that direction.

Half an hour later, all the nine chief elders of Zixiao Holy Land gathered in the Hall of Conventions.

As soon as Chi Ruoxi stepped in, the Supreme Elder couldn't wait to attack her: "Sir, the Purple Qi East Sutra is the foundation of our Zixiao Holy Land. You must not allow him to comprehend and observe just because he is greedy for the beauty of Master Lu!"
Chapter completed!