In the early morning of the next day, a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded from a distance. Almost all the monks who were sitting cross legged opened their eyes curiously.

Ye Feng saw a blue-green flying boat coming from afar. The speed of the flying boat was so fast that in almost a blink of an eye, he flew to the sky beyond the cliff and stopped over the huge light cluster.

next to a flower in front of us, there are two old people standing in front of the green boat.

these two men should be like silver, with their skirts floating like fairies.

when the friars...