Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

At noon, Mo Yunchen woke up again, and this time his energy was obviously recovering well.

Feng Ze, who was standing by, saw that he was about to sit up and quickly went to help.

"Master Mo, I'm coming,"

"No, I feel much better. I can get up and walk. Thank you for always watching over me." Mo Yunchen knew how badly he was injured, and he didn't expect that he could recover so quickly.

At this time, he remembered that the fruit wine that Miss Fu gave him must have contained a lot of natural treasures, otherwise he would not have the strength to escape and would have died in the prince's palace long ago.

"Young Master Mo is serious, this is what I should do,"

"Fengze, let me ask where my guard Xia Le is?"

"Master Mo..., Guard Xia is outside,"

"I'm going to take a look." When Mo Yunchen heard that Xia Le was outside, he stood up hurriedly and staggered out the door. Fengze hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

When Mo Yunchen came to the deck, what he saw was a corpse covered with white cloth. He rushed over and opened the white cloth, and Xia Le's familiar and pale face appeared in front of him.

Mo Yunchen's tears flowed down, "Xia Le, Xia Le, wuwuwu,"

Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er in the room heard the sad sobs and immediately walked out of the room and came to Mo Yunchen's side.

"Xia Le, you are so stupid, you are stupider than me, I am not worthy... Wuwuwu"

Mo Yunchen was so sad that he couldn't help himself. Wan Qiyuan patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Mo, don't blame yourself too much. Xia Le did it voluntarily. You living well is the greatest reward for him,"

"Brother Wanqi, you don't know, Xia Le has been with me since I was a child. In that cold palace, he was my only warmth, ugh..."

"I know, I know..." Wan Qiyuan didn't know how to comfort him, and looked at Fu Ling'er begging for help.

Fu Ling'er immediately stepped forward and covered Xia Le with a white cloth. Wan Qiyuan took the opportunity to pull Mo Yunchen up.

"Mo Yunchen, let Xia Le rest in peace and give him a good ride. His spirit in heaven doesn't want to see the master he protected with his life grieve for him,"

Her words successfully made Mo Yunchen stop crying. Yes, Miss Fu was right. Xia Le couldn't be allowed to lie here like this.

But he looked around at the vast sea. Where could he go to bury himself in peace? So he asked,

"How long will it take for the ship to dock?" He knew that although it was cold now and he was not afraid of the body rotting, Xia Le had been lying there for many days, and he wanted Xia Le to rest in peace as soon as possible.

Fu Ling'er turned to Yun Yanchen and asked, "Yun Yanchen, how many days do you think we have before we can reach the shore?"

"It's coming soon, it's coming soon," Yun Yanchen couldn't answer. How could he know if he had never been on a boat?

Fu Ling'er knew as soon as she heard that he was unreliable and had to do it by herself, so she walked to the edge of the boat and spread her mental power forward.

Mo Yunchen looked at Fu Ling'er's movements and was confused. It was obvious that everyone seemed to know what Fu Ling'er was doing.

Gradually, it wasn't until Fu Ling'er's face turned pale and some beads of sweat appeared on her forehead that she stopped and her body swayed. Wan Qiyuan immediately stepped forward and hugged her.

Fu Ling'er leaned in his arms and took out a concentration pill to eat. Soon her face became rosy again, and then she said to everyone,

"The distance is a bit far. At our current pace, it will take at least eight days. It seems that I still have to have some physical pain."

"Miss Fu..." Mo Yunchen didn't understand why Fu Ling'er said he wanted some physical pain. He only thought that it would take eight days, but there was nothing he could do now at sea, so he could only do this for now.

"Well, don't worry, we will put Xia Le to rest as soon as possible." In fact, Fu Ling'er thinks she can help. Cremation is also good. It happens to be on the sea. Once the ashes are scattered, Xia Le can go wherever he wants. But the ancients didn't think so. They only thought of heinous crimes and ashes, alas! Forget it, good people do the trick and send Buddha to the West.

"Leng Feng, here you go, let's move forward at full speed," Fu Ling'er took out a bag of spirit stones and threw it to Leng Feng. The spaceship still had to fly!

"Yes, Sister Ling." Leng Feng took the spirit stone and walked to the rudder. Before his hand even touched the rudder, Yun Yanchen snatched it from behind.

"I'll come, I'll come,"

"..." Leng Feng had no expression on his face and stared at Yun Yanchen coldly, but he was roaring in his heart, Sister Ling obviously asked me to fly the spaceship, you loser.

It's a pity that Yun Yanchen followed suit and didn't look at him.

"Brother Mo, let's find a place to sit. Don't worry, the ship will dock soon." Wan Qiyuan was afraid that Mo Yunchen would be unsteady when the spaceship took off, so he pulled him to the side and sat down.

At this moment, the spacecraft stopped, the defensive formation was activated, and the spacecraft slowly rose into the sky. Mo Yunchen was frightened by this scene. He hurriedly ran to the edge of the ship and looked down, watching the sea water getting farther and farther away from them. I couldn't help but exclaim,

"Brother Wanqi, brother Wanqi, what...what's going on?"

"Well~, this is called a spaceship. Now that you've seen it, I have something to tell you. Come and sit down, and we'll tell you about this spaceship."

So a few people sat around the chairs, and you explained Mo Yunchen's knowledge one by one. When you saw that Mo Yunchen was just like them before, the expression on his face changed again and again. Now you felt more balanced. They are just rubes, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looks stupid.

"So you are going to the top of Qionghai, which is Yun Yanchen's home?" Mo Yunchen finally recovered from the things that overturned his cognition and could communicate normally.

"Yes, let's find a way to leave this continent. Now I'm telling you this news because I think you have nothing to miss here, so why not come with us," Wan Qiyuan looked at Mo Yunchen He said that he was just as besieged on all sides as he was before, and Mo Yunchen was even worse than him. At least he still had loyal subordinates.

"Okay, Brother Wanqi, Miss Fu, and everyone's help to Yunchen is like a gift to Yunchen. Yunchen will never forget it."

"Hahaha, that's great. Our team has grown again," Lu Qianming laughed happily.

"Hmm~, Sister Ling, do you think we should build a palace or a gang of some palace? I think our team will get bigger and bigger in the future, and we need to have a manager, right?" Sheng Nuoxuan saw Mo Mo When Yunchen joined, he suddenly had such an idea.

If you don't say that Sheng Nuoxuan is smart, you can think of all these things.

"I think it's good. I'm the first to agree," Lu Qianming said hurriedly. He thought it was good to have a gang.

"I agree," Qin Mingfei said immediately, for fear of being too late.

The three guards and the Mo Zi group sitting on the edge of the boat all agreed.

Even the two people controlling the spacecraft turned around and said hello when they heard the sound. In particular, Yun Yanchen said that he must follow Sister Ling.

"The crowd's voice is very loud! I think it's okay. I've already said it before. Only with organization and discipline can you go further? How about Wan Qiyuan?" Fu Ling'er thought of his former 'Silence' organization. , although cruel, it has to be said that it is still of great benefit to the organization.

Now that some of them are powerful, shouldn't they be a little more powerful?

"Okay," Wan Qiyuan said that it was feasible when he saw Ling'er. Then he would organize a big one. He has experience in managing the army, so is he worried that he can't manage an organization?

"Then let's think of an organization name and then refine it. Everyone can think about it and brainstorm ideas," Fu Linger made the final decision.

"How about a name that is domineering, majestic, and makes people tremble when they hear it? Ghost Palace?" Lu Qianming beat him to it again.

"No, you think we are ghosts, no," Fu Ling'er objected.

"How about calling it Lingxian Palace? It's so fairy-like."

"No, it sounds like this is where the old woman stays, no." This name reminded Fu Ling'er of the palace owner who moved the flower palace in a certain TV series.

"How about calling it Shura Sect, how domineering it is?" Qin Mingfei suggested.

When she heard the word Shura, she felt a little conflicted. She, the Dark Night Shura, was really ashamed of what she had done.

"no,"

"Ling'er, why don't we call it Qiankun Palace? It's not only meaningful to you, it also has great significance to us."

Fu Ling'er looked at Wan Qiyuan and nodded in agreement. He really understood her.

"Okay, let's call it 'Qiankun Palace'. We will be members of Qiankun Palace from now on," Lu Qianming heard that it sounded better than his Ghost Palace.

"Okay, let's elaborate on the matters in the Qiankun Palace. There must be rules to make it a circle." Sheng Nuoxuan first gave the plan,

"I think we should act like a court branch, with each department having the same responsibility,"

"I agree," Wan Qiyuan still agreed with that system.

Fu Ling'er remembered that she had read a novel about cultivating immortals before. Isn't that ready-made? You can definitely borrow it and use it.