I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Immediately, he got up his body and fled towards the east.

Since Shangguan Wan'er is present, he cannot use Body Transformation Hongying.

So it's going to be a little slower.

and.

In order to give Shangguan Wan'er an appearance of "my cultivation level is not as high as yours".

Ye Nan was still panting heavily, pretending to be exhausted.

After driving for two hours.

At a certain moment, Shangguan Wan'er's beautiful eyes froze suddenly.

"It's raining."

A few drops of rain fell from the sky, followed by torrential downpours.

She hurriedly took out the previously spare oil-paper umbrella from the storage bag and propped it up.

But it's a pity.

Because they were traveling high in the sky, the wind roared and the rain roared.

This umbrella is like a solitary boat in a sea of ​​turbulent waves, and it may be overturned at any time.

that's it.

The two stumbled all the way, and it took a long time before they finally came to the shore of the East China Sea.

The thick water vapor blows towards the face.

Looking around, I can see the waves below are monstrous, the huge waves are rolling, and the waves are rough.

The raging waves roared hundreds of miles along with the torrential rain, which made people feel deafening.

"Master, why don't we take a rest before leaving?"

Seeing Ye Nan panting heavily, Shangguan Wan'er felt extremely distressed.

Hastily took out the handkerchief, and gently wiped away the raindrops splashed on his face.

Ye Nanzheng wanted to take a break, so he followed the conversation: "Okay, let's take a rest."

In fact.

In Ye Nan's perception.

On the seashore below, several young people were gathering there, talking about the Holy Land of the East China Sea.

This moved Ye Nan's heart.

He went to the East China Sea this time to inquire about news.

Since someone below is talking about the Holy Land.

Then maybe something can be drawn out of the mouths of these people.

Anyway, it's raining now.

Moreover, the Holy Land of the East China Sea is quite far away, so there is no rush for this moment.

Thinking of this, Ye Nan moved his footsteps and fled downwards.

A ray of white light, carrying a beautiful woman, fell on the beach like a shooting star.

After landing.

Ye Nan put Shangguan Wan'er down and looked up.

I saw a huge sailboat by the sea.

The boat is hundreds of feet long, and the whole body is made of wood.

Inside the cabin, there are carved beams and painted buildings, and there are three or four wooden attics, as well as several unique long pavilions.

Four imposing young men were standing in these pavilions.

They hold folding fans, raise their eyes to enjoy the rain, and talk loudly.

"Brother Wang, in such a heavy rain, if you sleep with your beautiful woman in your arms, it will be delicious!"

"What beautiful woman to hug, what kind of sleep to sleep, such heavy rain, just enough to take out the long piano and play a piece of "Fighting Typhoon"."

"No, I think, in this situation, it's better to recite a poem."

"Shut up, what did you sing about when it rained last time, what was it called when the rain poured down, and I ate big lobsters... I can only point out clichéd doggerels."

"..."

Ye Nan sensed the high-spirited talk of these people from a distance, and smiled faintly.

These people are dressed in extraordinary clothes, and under perception, their cultivation is actually at the first level of Martial Lord.

This kind of cultivation base is very good in Donghuang, presumably he should be a senior disciple of a nearby sect.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Nan led Shangguan Wan'er onto the boat.

In the pavilion.

A handsome young man's eyes lit up when he saw Ye Nan boarding the boat with a beautiful woman.

"Hey, brother, what is the name of the beautiful woman next to you?"

He didn't ask who Ye Nan was, but directly asked Shangguan Wan'er's name.

This made Ye Nan couldn't help laughing.

But he didn't intend to hide it, and told the truth: "Wan'er, Shangguan Wan'er."

"Eighteen years old, slim and handsome," the handsome young man smiled refreshingly, "skin white as snow, long hair like ink... She is truly a stunning beauty."

"If there is such a beautiful woman to follow, I am willing to give my life."

Another young man beside him curled his lips and said, "Brother Wang, forget it!"

"When you come out this time, your suzerain has already told you not to be obsessed with women, and you should arrive at the Holy Land of Yin and Yang as soon as possible!"

Another young master nodded and said: "What Brother Xiao said is very true, Brother Wang, don't miss the point!"

Another young man in brocade clothes bowed to Ye Nan and said, "I'm really sorry, but the beauty next to you is so beautiful that Brother Wang couldn't hold back his words, so he sighed in disbelief."

"Don't take it to heart!"

heard.

Ye Nan smiled lightly.

The young master who spoke first was just looking at the ocean and sighing, and didn't use excessive words.

If you take this to heart, where do you start?
Moreover, these people have a very good attitude, which is completely different from some fussy dandies, they are very polite.

Such a person, Ye Nan also treats each other with courtesy.

He waved his hand and asked again: "You just said that you are going to the Holy Land of Yin and Yang?"

This is the holy place where Wang Sandao, who lost the sword idiot, is located.

Ye Nan naturally wanted to inquire.

"That's right," said the young master who was the first to speak, "The Holy Land of the East China Sea is well-known in the world, and the strong people are like clouds, and everyone in the world yearns for it."

Ye Nan knocked sideways and said, "But the Holy Land of Yin and Yang is 20 miles away from Donghuang. It takes a long time to drive and drive... What are you going to do?"

The other young master saluted and said: "Brother, to be honest, the four of us are all planning to learn swordsmanship..."

A moment of effort.

Ye Nan understood the identities of these people and what they were going to do.

This ship is a sailboat that Baiyue Chengcheng took the initiative to use to transform the nine-tooth warship of the imperial army.

The speed is extremely fast, and it can travel thousands of miles a day.

And these four people are all the arrogance of the nearby sects.

The first to speak was Wang Qilin, and the other was Xiao Chengfeng.

The younger one is Xu Yixian, and the last one is Xue Huayu.

Their suzerain had high hopes for them.

After spending a lot of money, please ask Baiyue Chengcheng to take the initiative to use this sailboat.

Send them to the Holy Land of the East China Sea to learn how to practice swords.

I hope that one day, they will be able to achieve great success and come back to strengthen the sect.

To put it bluntly, it was sent to the Holy Land for further study.

But Ye Nan noticed a clue from the words of these people.

Regardless of whether it is the Holy Land or the Five Continents sects, they only recruit disciples at the beginning of each year.

Normally they don't recruit people at all.

As for the others.

Either the talent is extremely good, but it is a genius.

Only in this way will he be recruited into the sect as a special case.

But Wang Qilin and others only have the cultivation base of the first level of the Martial Lord Realm.

This kind of cultivation base is indeed very good in Donghuang.

But among those holy places in the East China Sea, it was like a frog in a well.

I vaguely remember what Xuanyuan Ziyue said back then.

A servant who sweeps the floor of their family is a strong man at the level of Wujun.

Under such circumstances, how could they be recruited by the Yin-Yang Holy Land as a special case?
"Brothers, don't those holy places recruit people every year at the beginning of the new year?"

"It's autumn time now, will you make a trip in vain..."

Ye Nan asked out his confusion.