The soul-stirring ancient great immortal cheated on the corpse in the cultivation world Chapter 24: The Fourth Mission - The Dignity of the Gold Master 3
Chapter 24: The Fourth Mission - The Dignity of the Gold Master 3
Mo Yiyi calmed down and her congested brain regained its composure. Looking around again, she realized something was wrong.
First of all, the huge version of the flying sword of Jian Zong is no different from a real sword. It is thick in the middle, sharp on both sides, and has a tip and a hilt.
Noila Mo was sitting on the flying sword. The arc was slanted, making her sit very unsteady.
Secondly, this huge version of the flying sword is not like a flying boat, but it also has a shelter from wind and rain and a place to live.
There is nothing on this flying sword, it’s just flat ground!
Not only was the wind making Mo Yiyi a little cold, the light source also came from the brightness of the moonlight and the Kongming Lantern.
Therefore, when a Kongming lantern flew away from her and no second one flew back, her surroundings were very dark.
In the end, the flying sword flew quite high, at least a hundred meters above the ground. Sitting on the flying sword, feeling the cooling temperature of the flying sword under her buttocks, Mo Yiyi's originally arranged posture became uncontrollably crooked.
crooked.
Why on earth would the sword sect use a giant flying sword to pick up new disciples?
Mo Yiyi's face was paralyzed, and after letting out an unhappy "ha", she still worked hard to modify the flying sword.
The first is the lighting issue.
It's easy to say. There are many exquisite and beautiful lamps that can be used for lighting in her storage compartment.
These lamps can absorb the spiritual energy in the air and shine by themselves, but the spiritual energy in the mortal world is too thin, and even Mo Yiyi cannot condense the spiritual stones in the mortal world, let alone ordinary lamps.
Fortunately, Mo Yiyi is not short of spiritual stones. There is a high-grade spiritual stone above the lamp. After charging with the high-grade spiritual stone, the lamp becomes more and more dazzling!
Then there is a place to sit.
This flying sword is made of metal. As it is suspended in mid-air, the temperature of the sword body can be imagined.
Mo Yiyi took a large piece of felt, spread it on the flying sword, and then glued it with talisman seals. She finally had a place to sit.
After finishing the work, I finally sat down, and people came to the huge flying sword one after another.
Butanol was the first to come up. He flew up with a pot of spiritual fruit tree and the sword, and lightly placed it on the giant sword. Seeing that Noila Mo was sitting firmly, he smiled.
"Junior Sister Mo is so excited, but this giant sword is really cold when you sit on it. There is still wind when the sword flies up. Do you want Junior Sister Mo to be prepared?"
Mo Yiyi was silent and asked.
"Isn't there a defensive formation engraved on this flying sword?"
This is back to the question of switching to butanol.
"Why is there a magic circle carved on the flying sword?"
"Everyone else's flying boats have defensive formations engraved on them."
"Oh, but Junior Sister Mo, ours is a flying sword, not a flying boat."
Oh, your size!
Mo Yiyi was surprised, stretched out her hand and patted the flying sword under her body twice, and asked incredulously.
“Isn’t this a ‘flying boat’??”
Butanol blinked and realized, knowing that Mo Yiyi had misunderstood.
He scratched his head, then looked down. After confirming that no one was coming up, he approached Noila Mo and explained to her in a low voice.
"This is a sword. It is an ordinary sword that our Sword Sect gives out to new disciples for practice. It is produced by the Sword Sect. However, it is made a bit larger and can be pinched down and put away."
Mo Yiyi yelled again. Butanol saw that Mo Yiyi seemed to have difficulty accepting it, so he opened her arms.
"Actually, it's nothing. This kind of giant sword is also very handsome. The monks from other sects don't know it. They just think that ours is also a 'flying boat', which is very handsome and has special characteristics of the sect!"
Very good, Jian Zong once again refreshed Mo Yiyi's understanding of it!
Butanol saw that Mo Yiyi had stopped talking, so he didn't stay any longer. After all, there were many pots of spiritual plants down there to be brought up, so he couldn't waste time.
Butanol went down, and soon other Jianzong disciples flew up one after another. Each of them held a large mahogany box in their arms, and they landed on the flying sword with a hesitation. After a while, they finished moving, and then
These disciples worked together to help Butan Chun and Fang Jiaohong, helping them move up all the spiritual plants that Mo Yiyi bought, and finally the two purple-haired dogs that were put into cages.
It doesn't matter if the cage is in tatters. A small jade sword, like an accessory, hangs over the cage. These two restless purple-haired dogs are suppressed by the aura emanating from the jade sword!
Seeing those two being crushed into dog cakes, Mo Yiyi felt inexplicably relieved.
It’s just that the things on this flying sword are piling up more and more, and after a while, this giant flying sword is actually full!
The reason is that the opened spiritual plants are so big that seven or eight people can hug just one flowerpot. They are piled on the flying sword and take up a lot of space!
So, the current situation is that Mo Yiyi is sitting on the blanket in the center of Feijian, illuminated by palace lanterns all around, and other places in Feijian are filled with large pots of spiritual plants!
The disciples of Jianzong were flying in the air with their swords. Some of them were holding large flowerpots of spiritual plants in their hands. They didn't know where to put them!
Mo Yiyi and these disciples looked at me and I looked at you. Everyone was speechless for a moment.
Wu Bing walked through the air, flew into the air, and looked down at the piles of flying swords, his cold face seemed to have a sad look on it.
Mo Yiyi tried her best to act calmly, and asked Wu Bing.
"Master, do we have a second flying sword?"
Wu Bing didn't say anything, obviously he didn't.
"Master, can you make the flying sword bigger?"
Wu Bing still didn't speak or move. Obviously, this didn't work either.
In the end, Mo Yiyi closed her eyes and gave her own solution.
"Master, why don't you take me to the Qi Sect. They have extra flying boats. Let's buy one."
If she buys a serious flying boat, she won’t have to sit on the flying sword and sleep in the open air. If by chance, the wind blows, it rains or something, the flying sword doesn’t even have a defensive array. Does she want to
Are you going to be drowned on this flying sword?!
Wu Bing thought for a while and looked at so many spiritual plants. In the end, he did not insist and walked in the air to Mo Yiyi's side.
"Qi Zong's spaceship has already left, but I can take you there as my master."
After that, he had a flying sword in his hand that looked the same as the giant flying sword. The flying sword was suspended in the air. Wu Bing raised his hand and slipped Mo Yiyi's collar, and placed her directly on the small flying sword!
Then, without waiting for Mo Yiyi to say anything, he flew into the sky, and the flying sword followed him closely and turned into a bunch of shooting stars with him.
At the same time, an uncontrollable scream still resounded through the night sky, but the speed of the flying sword was too fast, and the scream soon disappeared.
Under such rapid flight, Mo Yiyi finally managed not to hold back, and the scream in her heart still spilled out.
But soon, she covered her mouth to prevent more screams from coming out, and held it back tightly!
Wu Bing in the sword infant stage was so fast that Mo Yiyi could sit safely, but the wind was very strong, so strong that she seemed to cry, but she didn't seem to cry, because there were no traces of tears left on her face.
Got it!
The feeling of the wind knife blowing against her skin was also extremely uncomfortable, but she could no longer feel it. Her biggest sense was still in her ears. The strong wind blew in her ears, and the sound was extremely loud, so loud that it could make people lose consciousness.
The level of sensuality!
So, when Wu Bing caught up with Qi Zong's spaceship and wanted to put Mo Yiyi down from the flying sword, she firmly grabbed the hilt of the flying sword and was stunned and couldn't get off!
Mo Yiyi is very stubborn. It's not that she hasn't had enough of the flying sword, but she is so dizzy now that she is afraid that if her feet fall to the ground, without Wu Bing's spiritual power, she will sit directly on the ground!
Mo Yiyi was so miserable that after her master followed her, she stretched out her hand to tidy up the messed up accessories and clothes on her body.
Therefore, when the manager of Qi Zong came out, he saw Mo Yiyi who looked a little pale but was otherwise fine.
Mo Yiyi's dignity as a financial sponsor has been saved!