Chapter Eleven Fated to Meet Thousands of Miles
Although the masked woman was stunned for a moment, she immediately adjusted her demeanor, stared at Ling Fan with wide eyes, and even grabbed Ling Fan's words and said: "What are you? Why don't you reveal your identity now?"
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"Well……"
Even if the woman in front of him is masked, Ling Fan will never forget her exposed eyes in this life.
If not the fairy sister I met under the waterfall that day, who could it be?
But when he saw the fairy sister's expression was abnormal, Ling Fan understood it and knew that he shouldn't identify her. Therefore, he began to explain: "I am Ling Fan, a disciple of the Yuqing Sect."
"Elder Qin, he lied. The Yuqing Sect in the mortal world has always only accepted female disciples, but he is a man, and his hair is..." Xiaolian interrupted.
"Why did I lie? All the disciples of the Yuqing Sect can testify for me. If you still don't believe it, then you can ask me, Master Miaoyin... Fu. As for my hair, haha! It's hot today, so I'll shave it off.
Hair, cool down!" Ling Fan responded so quickly that he almost said the title wrong. Fortunately, "Master" and "Master" have similar pronunciation, so Ling Fan struggled to say it.
At this time, the four female disciples from the Yuqing Sect also came over and bowed to Elder Qin and others: "The disciples of the Yuqing Sect have met the Master. We can testify that Senior Brother Ling Fan is indeed
He is a disciple of my Yuqing sect."
"Hey! Thank you, the four junior sisters, for testifying for me." Ling Fan looked at the four of them with a smile. And all this was obviously arranged by Miao Yin on the way to the Kunlun Mountains.
"Senior brother, you're welcome!" the four female disciples responded in unison.
Seeing someone testify, the masked woman immediately said: "Elder Qin, it seems that there is indeed a misunderstanding. If necessary, the disciple should go and investigate in person."
Outsiders may not notice anything, but the skinny old man on the side sees something strange in the eyes of the masked woman and Ling Fan. He secretly guesses that the two may have known each other for a long time, and now they have really wronged this new disciple.
A farce.
"Yes! It's okay to do some questioning. Don't wrongly accuse the new disciples." Elder Qin nodded and said, and the last sentence was clearly directed at Xiaolian who was standing beside him.
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Qin said no more and mysteriously disappeared from the spot again.
"Thank you!" Ling Fan was very grateful for the masked woman's rescue, and said his heartfelt thanks.
But the masked woman ignored Ling Fan's thanks, looked at the nervous crowd around her, and said, "Everyone meditate and rest on the spot. We will set off to the world of cultivation early tomorrow morning."
As soon as she finished speaking, the masked woman turned around and walked towards the main room without looking back.
"Xiao Lian, go into the house!"
But seeing the resentment on Xiao Lian's face, a man who came before with a sword immediately gave an order.
"Yes, Uncle Master!" Xiaolian turned around and left after hearing this.
But the moment he turned around, Ling Fan clearly saw Xiaolian glance at him with a vicious look.
After all the important people entered the house one by one, Ling Fan looked at Xiaolian's back and cursed in his heart with dissatisfaction: "Look at your sister? If you dare to mess with me again, I will sell you to a brothel!"
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However, Ling Fan's thoughts were immediately occupied by the masked woman. He really didn't expect that he would meet the fairy sister here again. Moreover, he might be a classmate in the future. Ling Fan could only sigh in his heart: "
We are destined to come thousands of miles away to meet each other! It is really so destined."
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After this incident, Ling Fan became a well-known figure among the new disciples. After that, he went to the Piaomiao Sect in the world of cultivation. It was difficult not to let people know that there was a person like Ling Fan. It was a waste of Miaoyin to worry about Ling Fan.
Quite a while.
Early the next morning, all the major sects in the world of cultivation led the new disciples they recruited to the world of cultivation. The way to go to the world of cultivation also made the new disciples very novel. The small sects were riding flying swords, while the big sects were riding,
It's actually a spaceship.
Since the main sect in the world of cultivation is powerful and enjoys many resources, it is naturally rich. Nowadays, it recruits many disciples, so naturally it will not take out flying swords to receive new disciples. Only the small sect cannot afford to buy a spaceship, plus
There are only a few new disciples, and the flying sword is enough.
After boarding the large spaceship engraved with the Piaomiao Sect's name, Ling Fan, like other new disciples, was surprised to touch around and look around. In the mortal world, ships were used to travel on water. But now, ships
But it was used by cultivators as a tool for flying in the sky.
But just when all the new disciples questioned whether the spacecraft could fly into the sky with so many people on board, the spacecraft immediately started to launch and slowly rose into the air. After reaching an altitude of thousands of miles, the spacecraft flew forward.
"Wow!"
At this moment, everyone was stunned. The spacecraft was flying among the clouds, just like a ship swimming in the sea. Moreover, the speed of the spacecraft was countless times faster than the ship traveling in the water.
Staying in the spaceship feels no different from riding on a ship. However, no one dares to stand on the edge of the spacecraft. After all, it is such a high altitude that if it falls, it will at least be shattered to pieces.
After seeing the spaceship, Ling Fan suddenly felt that there was nothing special about the spaceship. Instead, he looked at the disciples of the small sects around him, standing on flying swords one by one, constantly shuttled through the clouds and fog, and he felt a little envious.
"When can I fly with a sword like them?" Ling Fan said.
However, Ling Fan was unaware of his blessings. Flying with a sword did seem very free. But how could he feel comfortable traveling through the clouds and mist, exposed to the wind and sun? Sitting on the boat, on the other hand, felt solid and stable.
.I don’t know how many disciples of the small sect are envious of the big sect for having a spaceship, but it’s too late!
Now, there are more than ten spaceships high in the sky, plus many small sects carrying their disciples flying with their swords. The whole scene is majestic and spectacular.
But those who are careful will find that those small sects have been following around the spacecraft, not moving forward or backward, and always keeping a certain distance, giving people the feeling of being escorted. And when the large team is about to enter the realm of cultivation.
, the surrounding small sects moved slightly closer to the spacecraft.
At this time, not only the small sects made some movements, but also many disciples carrying swords appeared from the cabins on the spaceships of the major sects. They stood tall on the side of the ship, staring at them warily.
around.
Such an unusual behavior obviously made all the new disciples confused. Looking at this posture, it seemed that they were preparing to start a war.
Ling Fan and the four female disciples of the Yuqing Sect were sitting at the end of the boat. When a female disciple saw the movement around her, she suddenly whispered curiously: "What's going on?"
The other three women obviously didn't know either, so they all shook their heads, saying that they didn't know either.
"Brother Xiaofan, what do you think?" The four of them immediately looked at Ling Fan who was currently looking around and checking.
"Perhaps, there is danger coming!" Ling Fan frowned, looking at the vigilant eyes of the men carrying swords, probably on guard against the enemy.
Chapter completed!