Chapter 367 Crash

Mr. Zeng, this is probably what happened.The old shopkeeper of Shanhaiyuan told Zeng Shushu all the time that happened these days, saying with regret that my third brother just published a name yesterday, and I don’t know if I can choose it. The first list of students will not be announced in seven days.Unfortunately, the immortal master of the Shushan School looked down on my small inn, otherwise I would have to earn a share if I lost everything. I heard that young people of the shareholders' age can directly enroll in school...

What the old shopkeeper said later, Zeng Shushu didn't hear a word. He flipped through the promotional pages on the table, and his mind was chasing back and forth...

Whole nations cultivate immortality?

Don't you have to consider qualifications?

If tens of millions of people in the Central Plains have cultivated immortals, can Qingyun Sect maintain its current status?

The Taoist technique that transports thousands of people at once is really something that humans can do?!

How high is Li Xiaobai from Shushan Sect? He can’t be an old monster who has been practicing for tens of thousands of years!

If he is not good for Qingyun Sect, Qingyun Sect may not be able to fight back!

Is the Shushan Sect a righteous or evil sect?

God, is it going to change?

……

After a while.

The cold sweat soaked Zeng Shushu's back. He suddenly stood up and said: No, I want to go back to Qingyun Sect and tell the head master everything that happened in Heyang City.

The old shopkeeper Zeng Shushu was shocked by the sudden crazy one: Mr. Zeng!

I took the promotional page, I will disturb you another day.Zeng Shushu picked up the promotional pages on the table and turned around and rushed out the door.

The situation is urgent, and he can no longer decide the matter in Heyang City.

……

Be cautious.

Zeng Shushu did not dare to fly directly from Heyang City with a sword. He planned to walk for a while, break away from the sight of Shushan School, and take off again.

However, Zeng Shushu may not know an old saying, "I am not afraid of thieves stealing, but I am afraid of thieves thinking about it."

Both dream masters have read the original work and know clearly that the place where Qingyunmen is located in Heyang City is Shanhaiyuan. From the moment he was noticed, his whereabouts were under the attention of the two dream masters.

Out of Shanhaiyuan.

Zeng Shushu went out from the north gate of Heyang City and ran more than five miles along the official road before he dared to take the sword into the air.

In this world, no one can cast spells ten miles away.

Unless it is like Qingyun Sect, using several peaks of Qingyun Mountain to arrange a powerful formation, but building the formation is time-consuming and labor-intensive, consuming a huge amount of materials, and also requires divine weapons like Zhuxian Sword to pull it.

Zeng Shushu didn't believe that Shushan School could arrange Heyang City into a large formation in just a few days, so he flew very comfortably.

Until he rose to more than 200 meters and wanted to continue to rise, Li Mu Yuanyuan used the out-of-control skill on his flying sword.

In Heyang City, Li Mu tried his faulty control skills.

The solitary horses, cows, mules, etc., are out of control and they don't work, but when someone rides, these livestock become vehicles.

Out of control will take effect.

The first time was the horse riding by the young master of the Mo family. The moment the skill was activated, the horse suddenly became thin. After Mr. Mo changed the second batch of horses, the horse sprained his ankle while running, and threw Mo Zong out on the spot. The second time was the carriage that Mr. Mo was riding. Not far from the house, one of the wheels fell off. After the wheel was loaded, Li Mu used the out-of-control skill on the carriage again, and the shaft of the carriage was broken...

Random failure.

The fault is large or small, and I don’t know where it will happen. Some minor faults do not affect the use of transportation.

But Li Mu has a personality that uses skills to the extreme, and a minor problem is usually caused by him to make a big failure.

This time, Li Mu used the out-of-control skill on the flying sword for the first time, and he was very concerned about the effect.

This is related to his foothold in this world.

……

Click!

A light sound.

Zeng Shushu, who was flying in the air, suddenly found that the connection between him and the flying sword became empty. He was so scared that he was so scared that he quickly used all his skills to try to stabilize the flying sword again.

In Li Mu's eyes, Zeng Shushu was like the falling bird in a mobile game, with its flight trajectory coming up and down, like a flying butterfly, or like a driver who was drunk and drawing a curve on the road.

……

There was a problem with the flying sword, and Zeng Shushu dared not continue to fly, so he controlled the flying sword to fall downwards one by one.

The skills are not powerful!

Seeing that Zeng Shushu could still control the flying sword, Li Mu frowned slightly and once again developed an out of control skill.

The second time there were many problems, and the Fei Jian Xuanyuan was directly broken into two pieces.

Zeng Shushu let out a shrill scream, spread his teeth and claws, fell from the air in a circle, and plunged into the dense jungle beside the road.

Promotional pages all over the sky floated in the air and scattered into the woods.

Looking at the direction of Zeng Shushu falling, Mr. Feng couldn't help but shivered and asked subconsciously: Senior brother, you won't fall to death!

People who practice Taoism are compulsory courses for strengthening their bodies and will not be able to die easily.Let's go and take a look.Li Mu was too lazy to use the flying magic, so he grabbed Mr. Feng and controlled the intelligent flying sword and flew towards the place where Zeng Shushu crashed.

The speed of flying magic depends on the slowest troops in the team. In terms of calculation, the speed is not fast unless the team is full of experts like Li Mu.

But sword control is different. Its speed depends on the familiarity of the sword-controller and the amount of spiritual power input. A master like the Jiujianxian can do it thousands of miles a day.

However, in the Zhuxian world, the speed of flying with swords was completely reduced by one level.

There has been such a description in this.

After the seven veins met martial arts, Zhang Xiaofan and the other two went to explore the Ancient Cave of Wanfu.

The distance from Heyang City to Kongsang Mountain is three thousand miles.

Just a distance of three thousand miles, Zhang Xiaofan and the other four flew for ten days. After counting, it was only three hundred miles a day, and the speed could be said to be quite slow.

Excluding Zhang Xiaofan's unfamiliarity with the fire stick, which has dragged everyone down, he will double their speed, and it will only take 600 miles a day.

Suppose they all use the daytime to rush and then take the time to eat and rest and recover their physical strength. If they count too much, the speed of the sky will be 60 kilometers per hour.

Even the speed of the car can't catch up, let alone the plane.

Perhaps the top masters of sects such as Daoxuan will be faster in sword driving, but they are not much faster.

Because the occasionally raiding flying swords can basically catch up with everyone.

Li Mu guessed that he dared not fly too fast when flying with a sword. It is most likely that he did not wear a helmet. Flying too fast will cause tinnitus, difficulty breathing, unable to open his eyes, or crying in the wind or something!

After a while.

Li Mu came to the site of Zeng Shushu's crash.

The scene was in a mess.

The purple flying sword Xuanyuan broke into two pieces, half of the sword body was inserted into the grass, and the second half of the sword tail was hung on the tree branch.

Zeng Shushu's robe was hung with branches, his face was covered with blood, his arm was unnaturally bent backward, and he was in a coma without the elegance of a Taoist young man.

Li Mu looked up at the sky, then looked at Zeng Shushu who was unconscious on the ground, and said: Junior sister, the crash of the flying sword is so terrible, it is still safe to fly a magic!

Didn’t you do it if he fell down?

Mr. Feng was speechless.

Li Mu came to Zeng Shushu, checked his injuries, suddenly sighed, and said leisurely: I may have overestimated the physical fitness of those who practice Taoism in the Zhuxian world.

Mr. Feng complained weakly: Senior brother, he fell down at an altitude of more than 100 meters. Except for breaking one arm, the rest were all injured. His physical fitness was already very good. If I fell down at such a high level, I could not die any more.

That's right, a sect that needs to rely on cutting bamboo to hone its body has already become very physically stunning.Li Mu laughed silently. He looked back at Mr. Feng, don’t stand there, take advantage of his coma and quickly steal his Tai Chi Xuanqing.

Mr. Feng nodded, holding Zeng Shushu's pulse with his left hand, and all Zeng Shushu's skills were obvious at a glance.

Then, Mr. Feng's face turned red inexplicably, spat lightly, took out a carbon pen in his right hand, and quickly copied the practice technique of Qingyunmen's sect's "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao" on white paper.

The ability steals, directly share all the skills of the original owner, and you never have to be afraid that the secrets you get are fake.

Li Mu picked up the flying sword that was broken into two pieces, and then picked up a yellowed book from a pile of promotional pages. He looked old and looked at it. He looked at it and saw the pictures full of spring. He quickly determined the identity of the person in front of him: Zeng Shushu, Xiao Feng, let's catch a big fish!