Drawing the Star Concealment Formation! A Reward

In a courtyard of the Xingfeng Sect.

Zuo Poxing was sitting cross-legged in cultivation, with Elder Meng not far away.

Elder Meng was studying a car.

The sound of its engine rang through the courtyard as Elder Meng turned the steering wheel.

Zuo Poxing opened his eyes and complained, "Can't you keep it down? How am I supposed to cultivate like this?"

Zuo Poxing was thoroughly irritated.

They had arrived at the Xingfeng Sect half a month ago and had been assigned to this courtyard.

They were only allowed to move around part of the Xingfeng Sect's grounds.

They were all waiting to see Chen Feng.

But ever since Elder Meng had arrived at the Xingfeng Sect, he seemed to have become a different person, studying this and that.

Today, he had somehow borrowed a car to study, and the noise made it impossible for Zuo Poxing to cultivate.

Elder Meng paid no heed to Zuo Poxing's complaint. Instead, he said excitedly:

"Cult Master, come and look! This thing called a car is simply astonishing. It doesn't use the slightest bit of Spiritual Qi. It can drive smoothly with nothing more than a pile of parts put together. The person who made it must be an absolute genius!"

Zuo Poxing swept his Spiritual Sense over the car and said, "What's so strange about it? Compared with the Xingfeng Sect's Aerospace Carrier, this thing is nothing special."

Zuo Poxing was much calmer than Elder Meng.

When he had first arrived at the Xingfeng Sect, its various things had astonished him too, but he had gradually grown used to them.

Elder Meng sighed. "I really want to visit the place where this car was made."

Just then, He Menghan walked in from outside the courtyard. She did not live with Zuo Poxing