"All right, no need to say more. Xiaoyao, help this old man keep watch over the cave residence. This is a Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Talisman. Should anything urgent arise, simply release it. Tongzhu Kingdom spans barely over two thousand li; this old man should be able to receive it." Xiao reached into his robes, took out a sound transmission talisman, and handed it to Qin Xiaoyao.
Qin Xiaoyao accepted the talisman and carefully tucked it into his robes. He reminded him again, "Master, Qianyu Mountain lies on the other side of Tongzhu Kingdom, more than two thousand li from here. You must be careful."
"This old man knows!" With a wave of Xiao Hua's hand, the heavenly horse flew out from his spatial storage. "Neigh..." The instant it emerged, the heavenly horse radiated a faint, pure white glow. When it spread its wings, the white light stretched several zhang, and it threw back its head in a long neigh that shook the surrounding lands.
"Safe travels, Master!" Qin Xiaoyao hurriedly bowed. "This disciple sees Master off."
With a wave of Xiao Hua's hand, Liu Yi and Wang Zhengfei rose from the ground and landed upon the heavenly horse's neck. Xiao Hua stepped up as well, then patted its neck. The heavenly horse stamped its four hooves, spread its wings, and shot into the sky. Before long, its radiance had become a tiny speck, leaving only Xiao Hua's singing voice over Black Cloud Ridge: "A formation rises upon Black Cloud Ridge; from this day, the Dao Sect has its roots. Let Confucian cultivators flee at the very whisper of our name; let Creation Concealing Immortals spread their fair renown!"
"Farewell, Master..." Across Black Cloud Ridge, all who saw the heavenly horse's light or heard Xiao Hua's song shouted their farewells