Leaving the extremely cold land, he followed Lin Ye all the way in the direction of Niujia Village.

Qing Yuzong was on Mutui Mountain near Niujia Village, so Lin Ye decided to go to Niujia Village to see it first.

When he returned to Niujia Village, Lin Ye was full of emotion, when he first arrived in Shenzhou Haotu ten days ago, he was still a complete rookie who cultivated immortals, and met Ran Honglin after being taken away by the skeleton ghost husband.

And now, he is already a ghost cultivator who is approaching the middle stage of foundation building, and behind him is a servant Wan Shilong who is also in the foundation building period, which is no longer what it used to be.

"The vast land of Shenzhou is like a huge cage. ”

Lin Ye sighed incomparably, although the monks here are strong and extremely capable, they have been trapped here for thousands of years, and they don't even know if there is any possibility of returning to their homeland, and they are not as good as those hidden families in the outer world.

Revisiting the old place, now Niujia Village has already been in a mess after the fire, and after the wildfire spreads on the ground, there are even a lot of wild grasses, covering the small Niujia Village. When the wind blows, the whole picture is sad and sad, like a ruined painting, people can only touch the corners of the frame, and their hearts are distressed.

"It doesn't look like this village will be destroyed for long. Coming to Niujia Village, looking at this barren scene full of broken ruins, Wan Shilong frowned and said, "Master, Qingyu Sect is in Mutui Mountain, what are we doing here?"

Lin Ye didn't answer him, but stepped on the white bones on the ground and walked to the room where Ran Honglin and the others were before.

The stove he used to make called Huaji was still there, but it had been burned black by the fire, and the beams and planks of the broken houses were lifted, Lin Ye looked at this Niujia Village, which was really dead, and his face changed.

Wan Shilong seemed to see something, and said, "Master, this is the village where you used to be?"

His eyes were very sharp, and he saw those white bones on the ground, and there were some destroyed array flags everywhere, it should be that some ghost cultivation array had been arranged here before.

"Where is so much nonsense?" Lin Ye glanced at him coldly and said, "Are you the master or am I the master, do you ask me or do I ask you?"

As he spoke, Lin Ye surged with murderous intent. He knew that to deal with a sinister and cunning person like Wan Shilong, he had to show strong courage and make him obedient, otherwise this kind of anti-bone boy would not be able to help him wholeheartedly even if his life was pinched by himself. And seeing the murderous aura in Lin Ye's eyes, Wan Shilong shivered, hurriedly squeezed out a smile, and said, "It's the subordinates who are talking too much, I hope the master won't forgive!"

Lin Ye glared at him and said, "What should be asked and what should not be asked in the future, I have to know in my heart, I don't need a noisy servant." ”

"Understood!" Wan Shilong said with his head bowed.

And after Lin Ye walked around Niujia Village, he shook his head and chose to leave.

Although Niujia Village is claimed to be at the bottom of Qingyuzong Mountain, there is actually a distance to Muchui Mountain, and it takes about an hour to walk. During the break, Lin Ye asked, "Do you know how to resist swordsmanship?"

"I fought with my master before, and I was willing to bow down, isn't that the sword technique?"

Lin Ye shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about flying in the sky." ”

"That won't. Wan Shilong shook his head and said: "Like the magic power of flying in the sky, whether it relies on magic weapons or not, it is a treasure of various sects, and only a few people are qualified to cultivate." ”

"No wonder. Lin Ye muttered to himself, no wonder he didn't see many monks flying in the foundation building period, all in the form of walking and running, it turned out that this was the reason.

Originally, after reaching the foundation building period, the monk already had the ability to fly in the sky, and could fly with the help of flying swords or other magic weapons. And flying in the sky is not a spell, but a supernatural power.

The meaning of supernatural power is to make one's mind go as desired and communicate with each other.

These are two separate concepts from spells, because spells only have the concept of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and at most add spells derived from thunder and lightning, ice, and so on. However, supernatural powers are not, such as the Jindan Imperial Wind in the Jindan Period, and the teleportation in the Yuan Infant Period, all of which belong to supernatural powers. And the skull wall that Lin Ye cast, in a sense, also belongs to a kind of supernatural power of a ghost cultivator, that is, he can control everything related to corpses with his true yuan power.

Although this magical power allowed Lin Ye to defeat Wan Shilong, he was still a little disgusting and perverted when he thought about it.

As for the memory of the skeleton ghost man, there is also a magical power about flying in the sky, but it requires the magic weapon of the ghost cultivator, and if the sword flies, the flying sword must also be carved with the runes of the ghost cultivator to drive.

It's just a pity that Lin Ye doesn't have this kind of thing.

"Actually restricting the flight of the monks. Lin Ye shook his head and said, "Isn't that a monk who has reached the Golden Pill stage can't fly as he wants?"

"That's nature. Wan Shilong said cautiously: "The supernatural power of flying in the sky is extremely consuming of true yuan power, and there is no force point in the air, so it is easy to become a target, coupled with the rarity of the exercises, not everyone wants to fly in the sky." ”

Lin Ye smiled and said, "Human beings have always longed for the sky and the sea, since as a monk, if they can't fly, wouldn't it be a lot less fun." ”

"That's just as well. Although Wan Shilong nodded in agreement, he finally shook his head and said, "But life is more important, it is too obvious to fly, and it is easy to be ambushed." ”

Lin Yehe was a little speechless when he heard this.

A monk like Wan Shilong values his own life the most on weekdays, and when his life is guaranteed, cultivation is second.

"I can teach you the magic power of Edgeworth's flight. Lin Ye said, "Do you want to learn?"

Wan Shilong's body shook and said, "Can you teach me?"

"I happen to have this kind of exercise. Lin Ye smiled faintly. The memory of the skeleton ghost man is a treasure trove, for the great cultivator of the Yuan Infant Stage, what has he not seen? Whether it is an orthodox immortal cultivator, a demon cultivator or a ghost cultivator, as long as it is a low-level exercise supernatural power, it is not like a few family treasures?

Wan Shilong suddenly became excited and said, "You have such magical powers, are you willing to teach me?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Lin Ye smiled faintly and said, "Although flying consumes True Yuan Power in the air, and the target is big, but the speed is fast, isn't it easier for you to escape." ”

Wan Shilong thought about it, it seemed to be true.

"Come here. Lin Ye said, "I'll teach you." ”

An hour later, Wan Shilong learned the magic power of flying with the sword, but his talent was not of the genius type, so it took him a while to think about it before he could staggering to fly.

"I'm really flying!" Although Wan Shilong said a lot of nonsense just now, as long as there is anyone in the human race who does not envy the artistic conception of flying in the sky with birds, and when he really flies with the sword, the kind of pleasure that comes from the body and mind, not to mention how refreshing.

He basically forgot what he had just said, and flew in the air for a while, until the True Yuan Force was disjointed, and then he staggered and floated down.

"Master, what are you doing?"

When he was flying just now, Lin Ye kept silent on the ground, and when he really fell, he saw Lin Ye holding a huge stone, and then carved it into the shape of a stone tablet, with something written on it.

"The Tomb of Ran Zhong. Wan Shilong was surprised, and said, "What is this?"

"Hmm. Lin Ye said lightly: "It's time for us to go." ”

Saying that, Lin Ye took the stele to Wan Shilong and said, "Trapped with a rope, you tie it to your back." ”

"Isn't it good to put it in a storage ring?"

"Not good. Lin Ye shook his head and said, "Let's go, go to Qingyu Sect." ”

Wan Shilong could only carry the things on his back, and then followed Lin Ye in the direction of Mu Chui Mountain. And after walking for a while, Wan Shilong finally couldn't hold back and said, "Master, what are we going to Qingyu Sect for?"

"Kill. Lin Ye didn't look back, and replied.

Hearing this, Wan Shilong's whole person was like falling into an ice cellar, and he was shocked, and said, "What?"

He swallowed his saliva before he trembled and asked, "Kill whom?"

"You'll find out in a moment. Lin Ye said lightly: "Are you scared?"

"No, it's not. Wan Shilong's chest was surging, he was afraid, he was afraid of Lin Ye's evil star. It's only been a few days since I broke through to the foundation building period, and I'm actually going to Qingyu Sect to provoke and kill people!

What's wrong with the world?!

Originally, the stone tablet he was carrying was not heavy, but now it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it was extremely uncomfortable.