"All right, no need to say more. Xiaoyao, help this old man watch over the cave abode. This is a Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Talisman. If anything urgent arises, simply release it. Tongzhu Kingdom spans barely over two thousand miles; this old man should be able to receive this Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Talisman." Xiao Hua reached into his robe, took out a sound transmission talisman, and handed it to Qin Xiaoyao.
Qin Xiaoyao accepted the talisman and carefully tucked it into his robe, then reminded him, "Master, Qianyu Mountain lies on the other side of Tongzhu Kingdom, more than two thousand miles from here. You must be careful."
"This old man knows!" As he spoke, Xiao Hua waved his hand, and the Heavenly Horse flew out from the spatial realm. "Neighhh..." The moment the Heavenly Horse emerged, it immediately gave off a faint, pristine white radiance. 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 fields.
"Safe journey, Master!" Qin Xiaoyao hurriedly bowed. "This disciple sees Master off."
Xiao Hua waved his hand, and Liu Yi and Wang Zhengfei flew up from the ground, landing by the Heavenly Horse's neck. Xiao Hua stepped onto the horse as well, then patted its neck. Its four hooves moved, its wings spread, and it soared into the sky. Before long, its radiance had turned into a tiny speck. Over Black Cloud Ridge, only Xiao Hua's singing remained: "On Black Cloud Ridge, the formation is complete; from this day, the Daoist Sect has its foundation. Let Confucian cultivators tremble at the wind; let Creation's Hidden Immortals spread their fair name afar!"
"Farewell, Master..." On Black Cloud Ridge, everyone who saw the Heavenly Horse's radiance or heard Xiao