"You go to a few fairy mountains to stroll around casually?"

Lin Qiang looked at the black-robed Taoist suspiciously: "Do you have other intentions?"

"No, no!"

The black-robed Taoist said hurriedly: "We actually just want to take a look at the fairy mountains everywhere and satisfy our curiosity!"

"Okay OK, as long as you don't let me help you deal with these people on the fairy mountain, I have no objection."

Lin Qiang said: "Although...but...you know, I am from Penglai Fairy Mountain. If I play too much and they complain to Penglai Fairy Mountain, my fellow disciples are not strong enough and they will apologize to others.

You said that my ancestor, who caused them trouble, would also damage my merits~"                                                     �

The black-robed Taoist said, "As long as you take us into the fairy mountain, you can find a place to wait for us, and we will leave when we go around, and we will not cause any conflict!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Lin Qiang raised his hand, slapped the man in black robe, and then said, "Your iron bird flew a little slowly. Do you want to put it away and sit in my white clouds?"

"Such a magic weapon cannot be put away~" the black-robed Taoist frowned and said, "Or... let's take the iron bird to various fairy mountains together. Our iron bird is very wide inside, enough to accommodate you!"

"It's good or not!"

Lin Qiang immediately became happy: "I especially want to experience the feeling of flying in the iron bird's belly, but I didn't expect it to be realized so soon~"                                                                                                            

The "Iron Bird" that doesn't look so big, she is actually very generous in her belly.

A dozen people still seemed more than enough to enter the iron bird's belly, not crowded at all, and there was still a lot of room for movement! "Is there any magical power of Sumizu's mustard seeds here?"

Lin Qiang walked around the belly with his hands behind his back. The plane had already soared from the sea, jumped into the air, and flew towards the distance! On the long journey, Lin Qiang pulled the black-robed Taoist and talked about it, not to ask about their origin, practiced skills, and operation methods of the Iron Bird, and there were many topics and mixed topics.

The Taoist in black robe was never tired of it, but he still needed to cheer up and deal with Lin Qiang's thoughts.

If he hadn't been to the Immortal Mountain with the help of Lin Qiang, he would have wanted to fight to the death with Lin Qiang, and it wouldn't be much more comfortable to suffer such torture! On this day, a silhouette of a fairy mountain suddenly appeared in the distance.

Lin Qiang leaned over to the porthole and looked at it, and said happily: "Here, the abbot's fairy mountain is right in front of him!"

The Taoist in black robe breathed a sigh of relief and finally could relax for a moment.

He ordered the iron bird to descend on the sea, reached out and lifted a flat box and carried it into his hand, and then took the lead in flying towards the Abbot Fairy Mountain! He soon arrived at the foot of the Abbot Fairy Mountain.

Several receptionists who were having fun at the foot of the mountain came up and greeted him, "Fellow Taoists, I don't know you..."                                              �

Lin Qiang reached out and took out the "Qingxin Jian" from his waist and shook it towards the other party.

A special Taoist rhyme spreads around.

The receptionist bowed to Lin Qiang solemnly and said, "It turns out to be the senior of Penglai Fairy Mountain! You don't know what to do?

I will notify the head master now and ask him to come out to greet him!"

“No need or not!”

Lin Qiang looked at the black-robed Taoist proudly, showed his noble identity to him, and then said, "We have something else to do, but we have been flying in the air for too long, so we want to come down and move.

We just walked around the foot of the mountain and then left, without having to mobilize other immortal masters who were troubled by the cultivation of the cultivators!”

"All right."

The receptionist said attentively: "Do you want me to lead the way? Please rest on the mountain?"

"No, you do your thing."

Lin Qiang waved his hand: "We can walk around by ourselves and we don't need anyone to follow us."

He swaggered and took his men into the Abbot's Fairy Mountain and disappeared into the vast white mist.

"Do you want to report to the head?"

Another receptionist said: "After all, the other party is a senior from Penglai Fairy Mountain. If we blame it in the future, we may be scolded."

"Not afraid."

The receptionist smiled: "I think they just want to move, and then they leave.
Chapter completed!