In the guest room, Lu Changsheng finished drawing five Second Rank Spirit Talismans and brewed a pot of Spiritual Tea. He sat down to rest, closing his eyes to recuperate and restore his mana.
Although the Spiritual Vessel was very stable with a False Core Immortal in charge.
An accident could happen at any moment.
Therefore, after drawing a few Talismans, Lu Changsheng would rest to recover, keeping himself in peak condition.
"Fellow Daoist passengers, I am Chiyun True Immortal. I have just received an urgent distress call from our sect, so we will be deviating from our course to assist. Please remain calm and do not panic," said a deep and elderly voice, resounding throughout the entire Spiritual Vessel.
At that moment, a deep and elderly voice arose, resonating throughout the entire Spiritual Vessel.
"Hmm? An urgent distress call?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Changsheng's heart skipped a beat.
He opened his eyes and looked at the itinerary instrument inside the room.