Mortals ask the immortals

Mu Yu glanced at Ao Guang expressionlessly, nodded lightly, and did not refuse.

Ao Guang showed a happy expression, and immediately took Mu Yu and his party to the place arranged in advance.

Others saw this scene, but they did not think there was anything wrong.

With Mu Yu's status, he was definitely worthy of such treatment.

Duan Qing walked behind Mu Yu, looking at the back of Master Mu Yu, and felt quite emotional.

Since the seven major sects gathered in Tianwu Control, he found that Shui Daozi and others' attitude towards Master Mu Yu was obviously different from others.

Mu Yu was one of the three law enforcement elders of the Shinto Sect on the surface. If you have to say, he might not be as good as Shui Daozi and other sect masters, and it seems that he is not worthy of such treatment by everyone.

But from the previous situation, Master Mu Yu showed a detached attitude in front of Shui Daozi and others, as if his status was higher.

Now even Ao Guang, the third island master of Xianlong Island, treats Master Mu Yu in this way.

To be honest, he was really curious about what other identities Master Mu Yu had besides his superficial identity that made Shui Daozi and other great men treat him so seriously.

Soon, Ao Guang brought Mu Yu, Duan Qing and others to the front of the dragon boat and arranged a room for each of them.

The number of people going to Xianlong Island from the seven super sects in the Central Plains this time was not large, with an average of no more than ten people from each sect.

For example, there were only five people from the Shinto Sect, including Mu Yu. Even if each person had a room, such a large dragon boat could be fully arranged.

Duan Qing had just sat down in his room for a while when he felt the dragon boat shake slightly.

Set sail!

According to Tang Tuo on the way, it would take about ten days to go from Kaizhou to Xianlong Island in the Endless Sea, even if you take a dragon boat. If you fly by yourself, you don’t know when you will fly.

In fact, it is almost impossible for a cultivator in the Central Plains to cross the Endless Sea and reach Xianlong Island by his own power.

There are countless monsters in the Endless Sea, far from being comparable to the Sea in a Bottle. Unless there is some special method, it is impossible to cross the two places alone.

When Duan Qing thought that he would reach the Fairy Dragon Island in ten days, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

That was the Fairy Dragon Island that even Senior Yuan Wuwu had never set foot on!

I just don't know how the Fairy Dragon Conference will be held.

This Fairy Dragon Conference is about whether Sheng'er can worship under Master Zhu Yan. Even if he tries his best, he must get a Daolong Fruit to fulfill the agreement with Master Mu Yu!

In addition, meeting his childhood friend Wu Wen again in Tiangong Sect is also an unexpected surprise of this Fairy Dragon Conference.

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After nightfall, the entire dragon boat was quiet, and almost no sound could be heard.

Duan Qing did not seize the time to practice, but quietly left his room.

He was thinking about Wu Wen and wanted to find Wu Wen to ask about what happened that year.

After leaving the room, Duan Qing found that there was a maid in blue standing at intervals in the corridor of the dragon boat.

Since he didn't know where Wu Wen's room was, he wanted to ask the maid closest to him.

He just walked in front of the maid in blue and hadn't spoken yet, the maid took the initiative to ask with a smile: "Excuse me, my dear guest, what do you want?"

Duan Qing was about to ask where the room of Hehuan Sect was, but a handsome figure at the end of the corridor suddenly broke into his sight.

"It's okay, just strolling around!" Duan Qing smiled faintly and changed his words temporarily.

After that, Duan Qing turned around and walked to the front of the dragon boat without making a sound.

He walked to the open space at the bow of the dragon boat and stood still. After waiting for a while, he heard a footstep behind him.

"You are here!" Duan Qing turned around and looked at the man behind him, feeling a little excited.

The man was Wu Wen.

Compared with the handsome boy back then, Wu Wen in front of him was even more handsome, with skin as white as cream, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and he was indeed a handsome man.

Especially her dress, which was more exquisite than many women Duan Qing had seen.

Compared with Wu Wen, Duan Qing's appearance, which seemed pretty at first glance, was simply not pleasing to the eye.

"Little Qingzi!" Wu Wen stared at Duan Qing and called out with emotion.

Wu Wen's call of "Little Qingzi" brought back many childhood memories for Duan Qing, and his heart was quite touched.

"Student, it's really you!" Excited, Duan Qing walked a few steps in front of Wu Wen and raised his hand to pat Wu Wen's shoulder.

Wu Wen's body trembled slightly, but he did not dodge, allowing Duan Qing to pat him.

"Student, how did you run to the Hehuan Sect? Where are Uncle Wang and the others?" Duan Qing stared at Wu Wen and asked questions excitedly.

Hearing Duan Qing's question, Wu Wen's eyes flashed with pain, and then he slowly sighed and said, "It's a long story!"

Duan Qing had a bad premonition in his heart: "Is Uncle Wang still alive?"

Wu Wen's eyes were a little evasive and he shook his head.

"What's going on?" In a hurry, Duan Qing held Wu Wen's hand and couldn't help but use some force.

Wu Wen frowned, his shoulders shrank subconsciously, and he broke free from Duan Qing's hand.

"Why don't you speak?" Duan Qing asked, his voice unconsciously getting louder.

After a short silence, Wu Wen said, "Everyone is dead, what's the point of talking!"

Duan Qing lowered his head and looked very disappointed.

Uncle Wang is really dead!

Although he had expected it in his heart, he was still sad to hear Wu Wen admit it himself, and the joy of reuniting with Wu Wen was diluted a lot.

With a deep sigh, Duan Qing looked up at Wu Wen again: "Scholar, you are still alive, I am really happy!"

"By the way, why did you go to the Hehuan Sect?"

Wu Wen sighed: "Xiao Qingzi, do you still remember the alchemist at Liu Yuanwai's birthday banquet?"

Duan Qing nodded.

He still remembers the time when he and Wu Wen sneaked into Liu Yuanwai's house through a dog hole to peek at the alchemist at the birthday banquet, and were chased by a dog.

"That alchemist was a member of the Hehuan Sect who traveled to Xiaonanjie. He saved me!" Wu Wen explained.

When he said this, Wu Wen's eyes flashed with pain again, but he quickly concealed it.

"So that's it. I didn't expect that you, the scholar, would have such an opportunity!" Duan Qing was very emotional.

"It's far worse than you! Xiao Qingzi, how did you enter the Shinto Sect and worship under Senior Mu Qian?" Wu Wen asked back.