"Well……"

The response was an indistinct voice, as well as movements of stroking the head and rubbing the eyes.

The Mahayana monks recovered faster and it took a while before they calmed down. Looking around, I didn't know which mountain range they were in.

After they regained their senses, they also hurriedly released the spirit boats carried by their team, threw them around the fairy spirit boat, and then called the monks who were still confused.

The enlightened monk regained his breath one after another, but still felt lingering fear.

They thought the fairy said that the dizziness was like the dizziness experienced when entering a secret realm. Who would have thought that the dizziness was so strong that they suspected that they were sucked into the turbulent flow of time.

After experiencing a unique feeling of dizziness, the monks' heartbeats were a little rapid and they looked around. If anyone asked them where they were at this time, they would definitely have no idea.

No one knew where they were, and Quan Mingming chose not to ask. They all flew out of the building to look for their team's spirit boat.

The Mahayana people waited for all the members of their team to return to the spirit boat and said goodbye to the fairy. They also did not forget to repeatedly invite the fairy to visit their home/immortal sect when they travel to their continent.

Each team was polite, and Le Yun politely said goodbye to the monk team one by one.

The teams of the big families or the Great Immortal Sect said goodbye to the fairy and each other. The team leaders returned to the spirit boat and said goodbye again. Then they activated the defense of the spirit boat and boarded the boat to fly away.

Loose cultivators or small tribes, small and medium-sized immortal sects fell behind. When the large groups left, they also said goodbye to the fairies, or traveled in groups of three or five, or traveled alone in a boat or an aircraft.

Teams of twos and threes flew in all directions.
Chapter completed!