Chapter 168: Being a Master

Ten thousand meters high.

A flying boat was traveling through the clouds.

Xuanyuan No. 1, a seventh-grade high-grade flying boat, could fly ten thousand miles a day.

Xuanyuan No. 1 was originally the royal flying boat of the Aolai Kingdom, but now it had become Zhang Xingyu's private plane.

Zhang Xingyu sat on a soft chair, gently shaking the spirit wine in his cup.

This wine was called "Forget Dust," a royal spirit wine of the Aolai Kingdom, and Xuanyuan Wu had given him ten pots in total.

The wine was amber, clear and transparent, emitting a faint rose fragrance.

Zhang Xingyu liked this wine.

Every sip of Forget Dust brought him ten points of spiritual energy value, and one cup was one point of God Yuan value.

More importantly, it was the taste of the wine; every drop brought him memories of that blue planet.

Long years of wine, drop by drop of Forget Dust sentiment.

Zhang Xingyu brought the wine to the tip of his nose, took a deep breath of the spirit wine's fragrance, and then drank it in one gulp.

His gaze passed through the transparent cabin window and rested on the boundless sea of clouds.

Above the sea of clouds, a white cloud drifted gently, just like his apprentice's sweet, pretty face.

In Aolai City, Zhang Xingyu not only washed and cultivated his spiritual root but also accepted the little girl Xuanyuan Yue as his apprentice.

At the enthusiastic urging of Xuanyuan Wu and his wife, Zhang Xingyu stayed in Aolai City for another half a month.

The little girl accompanied him every day, pounding his legs and massaging his shoulders while pestering him to tell her stories.

Zhang Xingyu hung the name of a master, but he couldn't teach her divine skills and wonderful methods, so he felt very ashamed.

When he first proposed to accept the little girl as his apprentice, he just wanted to gain a certain degree of security.

Later, when he performed the Spirit Transferring Great Method, he didn't think long-term, and as a result, he turned the little girl's spiritual root into a water spiritual root.

He was practicing a fire-attribute garbage cultivation technique and couldn't teach her at all.

Fortunately, the Aolai Kingdom royal family was not short of high-grade cultivation techniques, and Xuanyuan Wu and his wife found the heaven-grade medium-grade water-attribute cultivation technique "Blue Sea Tsunami Decision" for the little girl.

He couldn't teach professional courses, so he taught her moral education courses.

Respecting teachers and the way is a must.

Filial piety to parents is a must.

Being kind to others is a must.

Being humble and cautious is a must.

Children really listen to their teachers the most.

The once naughty and mischievous little girl was as obedient as a little rabbit in front of her teacher.

On the day of parting, the little girl cried and shouted to go to the Southern Toad Continent with Zhang Xingyu and the others.

No matter how Xuanyuan Wu and his wife coaxed or persuaded her, it was useless, but Zhang Xingyu said one sentence, and the little girl immediately stopped crying.

Zhang Xingyu said: "Good apprentice, when you cultivate to the Golden Core stage, you will have the qualification to come to the Southern Toad Continent to find me."

The little girl broke into a smile and secretly said to Zhang Kaixin: "Qi Refining stage, Foundation Establishment stage, Golden Core stage. It's only two realms, I will reach it soon."

Xuanyuan No. 1 flew very fast, and in less than half an hour, it had flown out of the vast sea of clouds.

Zhang Xingyu discovered that below Xuanyuan No. 1, there were three larger flying boats.

These flying boats were fifty *zhang* long and twenty *zhang* wide, and the boats were filled with dense crowds of people.

These were young faces, emitting the breath of youth.

Zhang Xingyu looked at the old man sitting opposite him.

This old man was named Xuanyuan Changkong, a cultivator at the early stage of Yuan Ying. He was a guard sent by Xuanyuan Wu, responsible for escorting Zhang Xingyu and his party to the East Victory Immortal City.

Xuanyuan Changkong clearly also saw the flying boats below, and he said softly: "The war between immortals and demons has reignited, and the demon race has driven a million troops to invade the West He Niu Continent. These cultivators below are all low-level immortal soldiers who volunteered to go to the West He Niu Continent to resist the demon invasion."

Pausing, he sighed again: "This time the demon race is coming aggressively, I'm afraid these people won't be able to return after they go?"

Zhang Xingyu nodded.

Whenever the nation is in danger, there are always thousands of people who stand up, shedding their blood and sacrificing their lives to protect the clansmen behind them and the land under their feet.

Zhang Xingyu stood up and recited in a low voice: "The feather dispatch comes from the west, the horses are spurred to the high embankment. Driving forward to trample the blood demons, looking left to overwhelm the earth demons. Abandoning the body at the edge of the blade, how can one cherish life? Parents are not even cared for, let alone children and wives! The name is compiled in the warrior's register, and one cannot care for private matters. Donating the body to the national disaster, looking at death as if returning home!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, this poem is generous and impassioned, who wrote it?" Xuanyuan Changkong asked.

"This poem was written by the ancient immortal Cao Zhi, praising the heroic deeds of our human immortal soldiers who fought regardless of their lives to drive away demons during the ancient Great War of Immortals and Demons." Zhang Xingyu hurriedly explained.

A look of admiration appeared on Xuanyuan Changkong's face: "Ancient Immortal Cao Zhi, truly makes people yearn for him. It's a pity I wasn't born in the ancient times to meet him in person!"

Zhang Xingyu shook his head and said word by word: "The ancient immortal has already ascended to the Immortal Realm, and we should be role models."

Xuanyuan No. 1 was very fast, and a moment later, the flying boats transporting the immortal soldiers were left far behind.

Zhang Xingyu stood up and walked carefully to the bow of the boat.

In the cockpit, Meng Ruyan had her hands on the star-pointing disk, concentrating on controlling the direction of the flying boat.

Seeing Zhang Xingyu come in, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she continued to look quietly ahead.

Zhang Kaixin sat in the co-pilot's seat, stuffing pastries into his mouth.

Seeing Zhang Xingyu come in, Zhang Kaixin blinked and said loudly: "The cockpit is a restricted area, idlers are not allowed to break in. Zhang Xingyu, you're not staying in the cabin, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Xingyu tapped his little head lightly: "Little guy, where did you learn these messy things? Besides, can I be an idler?"

Zhang Kaixin pouted: "Zhang Xingyu, I've told you how many times, you're not allowed to call me a little guy, and you're not allowed to tap my head. Also, you only know how to drink and sleep all day, not doing any work, if you're not an idler, what are you?"

Ignoring Zhang Kaixin's complaints, Zhang Xingyu reached out and pulled him up.

The cockpit had a wide view, and the scenery here was quite good.

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, whistling, and admiring the beauty. Such a life was beautiful beyond words.

Meng Ruyan sat quietly, her eyes always looking ahead.

"Cough, cough, cough," Zhang Xingyu coughed lightly, wanting to attract Meng Ruyan's attention.

Since Meng Ruyan boarded Xuanyuan No. 1, she hadn't said a word to him.

Zhang Xingyu felt very uncomfortable.

As a tour guide appointed by the old Taoist Xuan Ling, he had to provide the best service for Meng Ruyan.

On the day he left Aolai City, the old Taoist Xuan Ling sent a letter.

The letter said that Meng Ruyan was going to the Southern Toad Continent for training, and he hoped he would be her guide and provide help within his ability.

The old Taoist Xuan Ling gave him a Fire Flame Ganoderma, helping him wash and cultivate his spiritual root.

This favor, he had to repay.

He had to fulfill the old Taoist's entrustment well.

"Senior Sister Meng, I..."

Before Zhang Xingyu finished speaking, a strong light suddenly shone from the front.

Immediately after, the flying boat received a violent impact.

The flying boat flew backward for hundreds of meters before slowly stopping in the air.

"Enemy attack!"

Xuanyuan Changkong rushed over.

Seeing that Zhang Xingyu and the others were fine, he quickly rushed out of the flying boat.

Not long after, he flew back.

In his hand, he held a Golden Core, the surface of which was already covered with cracks.

Xuanyuan Changkong said: "It should be a spy from the demon race, wanting to attack the flying boat transporting the immortal soldiers. Fortunately, our flying boat was flying in front, otherwise the fate of those immortal soldiers would have been miserable!" ===== CHAPTER 169 =====