Vol 2 Chapter 367: Crash

"Zeng Gongzi, things probably look like this." Shanhaiyuan's old treasurer told Zeng Shushu about these days, saying with regret, "My old man just reported to the name yesterday, and I do n’t know if I can choose, the first batch of students list will be announced after seven days. Unfortunately, the immortal master of the Shushan School despise my small inn, otherwise, I will lose my family's wealth and enter the first share. , All young people of shareholders' age can directly enter school ... "
What did the old treasurer say, Zeng Shushu didn't hear a word. He flipped the leaflets on the table, his thoughts collided back and forth ...
Nationwide cultivation?
Don't worry about qualifications?
If tens of millions of people in the Central Plains have cultivated immortals, can Qingyunmen maintain its current status?
Is Tao really capable of carrying thousands of people at once? !!
How high the mana of Lishan Bai sent by Shushan will not be an old monster who has cultivated for tens of thousands of years!
If he is not good for Qingyunmen, Qingyunmen is afraid that he will not fight back!
Are the Shushan factions decent or evil?
God, is it going to change?
...
Kung Fu for a while.
Cold sweat soaked Zeng Shushu's back, and he suddenly stood up and said, "No, I want to go back to Qingyunmen and tell the head master everything that happened in Heyang City."
Zeng Shushu, the old shopkeeper who suddenly went crazy, was startled: "Zeng Zizi!"
"Treasurer, I took the leaflet, and I'll disturb you again the next day." Zeng Shushu picked up the leaflet on the table and turned and rushed out the door.
The situation was urgent. Heyang City's affairs were no longer his responsibility.
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Prudent.
Zeng Shushu didn't dare to fly directly from the sword of Heyang City. He planned to walk for some distance, out of the sight of Shushan School, and then take off.
However, Zeng Shushu may not know an old saying that he is not afraid of stealing by the thief, but he is afraid of remembering it.
The two dream masters are those who have read the original book. It is clear that Qingyunmen's foothold in Heyang City is in Shanhaiyuan. From the moment he was noticed, his whereabouts were in the attention of the two dream masters. Already.
Out of Shanhaiyuan.
Zeng Shushu went out from the north gate of Heyang City and ran five miles along the official road before he dared to take off the sword.
In this world, no one can cast spells ten miles apart.
Unless you use a few peaks of Qingyun Mountain to arrange a powerful formation like Qingyunmen, but the formation of formations is time-consuming and labor-intensive, requires huge amounts of materials, and must be pulled by magic soldiers such as Xianxian.
Zeng Shushu did not believe that the Shushan faction could arrange Heyang City into a large array in just a few days, so he flew with confidence.
Until he rose to more than 200 meters and wanted to continue to rise, Li Mu used his "out of control" skill on his flying sword.
In Heyang City, Li Mu tried out-of-control skills.
Individual horses, cows, mules, etc., out of control have no effect, but when someone rides, these animals become a means of transportation.
Out of control will take effect.
For the first time, it was the horse that Mo's son was riding. At the moment when the skills were activated, the horse suddenly pulled thin. After Mo Mo changed the second batch of horses, the horse ran and stomped, and threw Mo Zong on the spot. I went out; the second time, it was the carriage that Father Mo was riding on. It didn't take long to get out of the house. He dropped one and installed it. Li Mu used the out-of-control skills on the carriage again. The carriage's carriage broke ...
Random failure.
The fault is large or small, and it is unknown at what location it will occur. Some minor faults do not affect the use of vehicles.
However, Li Mu used her skills to the extreme of her character, and a small fault would usually be a major fault for him.
This time, Li Mu used the out-of-control skills on Feijian for the first time, and he was very concerned about the effect.
This is related to his foundation in this world.
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Click!
A soft sound.
Zeng Shushu, who was flying in the air, suddenly found that the connection between him and Feijian had become absent. He stepped on the Feijian and was so frightened that he was scared to death, and quickly used all his skills to try Re-stabilize the flying sword.
In Li Mu's eyes, Zeng Shushu is like the falling bird in a mobile game. The flight path is up and down, like a flying butterfly, and like a drunk who draws s-curves on the highway. driver.
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There was something wrong with Fei Jian, and Zeng Shushu didn't dare to continue to fly. He controlled Fei Jian's falling and falling.
"Skill is weak!"
With his eyes closed on Zeng Shushu, Fei Jian could still be controlled, Li Mu frowned slightly, and once again brushed out of control.
The second failure was much simpler and Feijian Xuanyuan broke into two pieces.
Zeng Shushu issued a scream of screaming, Zhangya danced claws, spiraled down from the air, and plunged into the dense jungle beside the road.
The sky ’s propaganda pages floated in the air, and they poured into the woods.
Looking at the direction where Zeng Shushu fell, Feng Gongzi couldn't help fighting a shiver, and asked subconsciously, "Brother, don't fall to death!"
"Practitioners, physical fitness is a compulsory course, and it will not be easy to fall to death. Go, look over." Li Mu was too lazy to use flying magic, grabbed Feng Gongzi, and controlled the intelligent flying sword to fall to Zeng Shushu The location of the aircraft flew over.
The speed of the flying magic depends on the slowest unit in the team, and the speed is not fast, unless the team is all masters like Li Mu.
But the sword technique is different. Its speed depends on the familiarity of the sword-controlling person and the input of spiritual power. Masters like Jiujianxian can do thousands of miles a day.
However, the speed of the Royal Sword in the Xunxian World was completely reduced by one level.
This has been described in.
After the seven pulses marched, Zhang Xiaofan went to explore the Wanbat Ancient Caves.
The distance from Heyang City to Kongsang Mountain is three thousand miles.
For the distance of three thousand miles, four Zhang Xiaofans flew for ten days. After calculating, it was only three hundred miles a day, and the speed was quite slow.
Excluding Zhang Xiaofan's unfamiliarity with burning fire sticks, which dragged down everyone's speed, and doubled their speed, it was only six hundred miles per day.
Suppose they all rushed during the day, and then removed the time to eat and rest to recover their physical strength, which is more than 60 kilometers per hour.
Even the speed of the car can't keep up, let alone the plane.
Perhaps the top master Yu Jian like Dao Xuan will be faster, but it's not much faster.
Because of the occasional Feijian chase battle, basically everyone can catch up.
Li Mu guessed that the Royal Sword did not dare to fly too fast. It is most likely because without a helmet, flying too fast could lead to tinnitus, difficulty breathing, unable to open your eyes, or tears in the wind!
Kung Fu for a while.
Li Mu came to the place where Zeng Shushu crashed.
The scene was a mess.
The purple Feijian Xuanyuan was broken into two pieces, half of the sword was inserted in the grass, and the second half of the sword was hung on the tree branch.
The robes on Zeng Shushu were scattered by branches, his face was covered with blood stains, and one arm was bent unnaturally backward. The whole person was in a coma, without a bit of Taoism.
Li Mu looked up at the sky and Zeng Shushu, who was unconscious on the ground, and said, "My sister, the flying sword accident is too terrible. It is still safe for flying magic!"
Didn't you make him fall?
Feng Gongzi was speechless.
Li Mu came to Zeng Shushu, looked at his injuries, and suddenly sighed, saying leisurely: "I may overestimate the physical fitness of those who practice in the immortal world."
Feng Gongzi said weakly: "Brother, more than one hundred meters fell from the sky, except for breaking an arm, the rest were all skin injuries. His physical fitness is already very good. If I change it so high, I can't die. Dead again. "
"That's the same, a martial artist who still needs to cut bamboo to hone his body, his physical fitness is already very amazing." Li Mu laughed smirkingly, and he looked back at Feng Gongzi. Steal his Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao. "
Feng Gongzi nodded, with Zeng Shushu's pulse in his left hand, all skills of Zeng Shushu were clear at a glance.
Then, Feng's face flushed inexplicably, and he took a sip. He took out the carbon pen in his right hand, and quickly copied the practice method of Taiji Xuanqing Road from Qingyunmen on a white paper. .
Ability to steal, directly share all the skills of the original owner, and never have to be afraid that the cheats you get are fake.
Li Mu picked up the Feijian that was broken into two pieces, and picked up a yellowed page from a bunch of leaflets. It looked like a long-old book. He opened it and saw a picture full of spring. Quickly identified the person in front of him: "Zeng Shushu, Xiao Feng, we hit a big fish!"