The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 787
"Haha! Not bad?" The expressions of Dao Xun and others, in the eyes of the madman Xiong, were completely shocked and amazed, and they said proudly, and then greeted everyone: "Quick! Get on the boat! Get on the boat! Let's set off immediately! "

Dao Xun boarded the boat with some inexplicable and strange mood, and after a while, after everyone got on the boat, the male lunatic also came up.

This treasure has been recognized by him, and he should be the one who wants to drive the flying boat. Thinking of this, Dao Xun couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Sure enough, the excitement and excitement on Crazy Xiong's face clearly belonged to him, but it was like seeing it for the first time, rubbing it here and there.

"Everyone is here, should we go?" Daoxun couldn't help but said to him when he didn't see him driving the flying boat up.

"Haha, yes, it's time to go!" Crazy Xiong laughed, but the flying boat remained motionless.

Dao Xun suddenly felt uneasy, and asked hesitantly: "You have never used this thing before, have you?"

"Eh? How do you know?" Crazy Xiong smiled awkwardly, and then asked in surprise.

Daoxun was speechless for a while, but saw the male lunatic patted Daoxun's shoulder indifferently and said, "Don't worry, I know how to do it, it will be fine in a while."

Dao Xun didn't have time to answer, he felt a violent vibration, and saw that the flying boat had already taken off.

Dao Xun heaved a sigh of relief, swallowed what he was going to say, and said no more.

But, just for a moment, the trembling at the time of takeoff did not disappear, instead it started to shake even more. Dao Xun looked over the side of the ship, this flying boat is dancing in the air, right?Why is it swaying and floating around?

"Will you know it?" Daoxun's face darkened, and he asked the male lunatic calmly.

In my heart, I shouted that I was cheating, in this situation, I would not die before I left the teacher, and I would bump my head to death on some mountain, right?

However, Qinchuan has many plains and few mountains.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while." Crazy Xiong was also sweating profusely, but he still comforted him calmly.

Dao Xun was silent for a while, and looked at the masters behind who were curious about the flying boat and were still looking for where the cabin was, and didn't care about the violent shaking. Don't die yourself.

Although this male lunatic is a bit weird, he is actually very adaptable. After a quarter of an hour or so, he is completely used to manipulating this magic weapon of flight. Skimming over Qinchuan, heading towards the destination.

Dao Xun was completely relieved, seeing the other masters gathered together in groups of three or four, and he also gathered with Guo Mingqinglian and the others, chatting with each other.

Although the speed of this strange flying boat has far surpassed that of ordinary cloud boats, compared with Dao Xun's flying boat, its speed is still slightly insufficient. One day later, they are still flying.

"Senior Zi Che, should we eat? We've all been hungry all day!" Just as Dao Xun was quietly waiting to reach his destination, a voice suddenly sounded.

According to Dao Xun's reputation, he turned out to be a person in the realm of a war emperor. What people in the barbaric realm cultivated before the realm of a saint are all the innate abilities of each tribe. No matter how high their cultivation level is, there is only that kind of ability. , It’s just that there is a difference in strength and weakness. Therefore, the vast majority of practitioners in the wild world cannot live without three meals a day.

Even, due to the huge consumption of cultivators, their appetites are better than ordinary people.

Dao Xun's exercises are different, they don't have to eat anymore, so they don't feel anything at all.

"What? Didn't you bring any food?" Zi Chexiong also came over from not far away when he heard the voice, and asked unexpectedly. Dao Xun saw that there was still some gravy on the corner of the old man's mouth, needless to say , although he no longer needs to eat, his own enjoyment has not been left behind.

The person who asked the question also noticed this, stared blankly at Zi Chexiong, and said dumbfoundedly: "Senior Ziche, not everyone has such a treasure as a storage ring, we can't bring other things with us. Food."

Zi Chexiong patted his head, nodded, and said, "Let's do this! Cangnan City is ahead, and it's about a day away from our destination. Let's go to the city to rest first."

"What do you think?" After finishing speaking, he did not forget to ask the opinions of the other Saint Realm masters and Dao Xun.

"Listen to you!" "No problem!"

Everyone agreed, and Dao Xun had no need to object, so he nodded indifferently.

Soon, a group of people fell into Cangnan City, it was getting late, and it was night.

The mighty group of people found a place to stay, Zi Chexiong said a few words, and set off tomorrow morning, and let those people do whatever they want.

Daoxun and the others also ordered a table of wine and food. Although there is no need to eat, it does not mean that they cannot eat anymore.

After a while, several people gathered in Dao Xun's room waiting for the food to be delivered heard a knock on the door.

Guo Ming went to open the door, and a group of two waiters brought in the food.

Dao Xun looked up, his eyes narrowed slightly, these two people really looked familiar, weren't they two of the group of masters who were with him.

Although Daoxun didn't pay attention to those dozens of war emperors and masters in the realm of war gods before, everything is so profound after a sweep of his consciousness. When we meet people, we can remember them without deliberately recalling them. up.

I didn't know that these two guys also had the habit of serving tea and water as guest waiters in the shop.

"Let it go!" Dao Xun smiled, but didn't let it go.

Guo Ming and Mr. Tianji didn't think about it, but they didn't realize it. Qinglian noticed it. She wanted to say something at first, but after seeing Daoxun's reaction, she smiled and didn't say anything. Why? The people distributed the bowls and chopsticks.

"Haha! It looks really good. I haven't eaten food for a long time when I went to the master's place! Not bad! Not bad!" Guo Ming rubbed his hands happily, then picked up his chopsticks and began to eat unceremoniously.

The two "shop waiters" who delivered the food looked at each other with a smile in their eyes.

Dao Xun glanced at them, the two quickly suppressed their smiles, packed up the tray and left.

But what they didn't know was that under Dao Xun's divine sense, whether they left or not, even if they were separated by a wall, they knew everything well.

"It's really good, this dish has good ingredients!" Daoxun smiled, and picked out a leaf that was similar to a vegetable leaf, and put it in his mouth.

After a while, a table of good dishes disappeared completely under the looting of Guo Ming, the evil ghost who hadn't eaten in eight lifetimes. A sly smile flashed in Dao Xun's eyes, and he suddenly fell headfirst on the table, talking in his sleep: "Oh, haha! Treasures, a lot of treasures!"

Guo Ming was taken aback, put down the last dish that still had something to eat, and muttered, "Isn't it? It's just two sips of wine, so you're drunk?"

(End of this chapter)