Meng Yu felt that although the inheritance of the ancestors of the Meng family he had obtained was incomplete, it was also very valuable, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to encounter such a great opportunity in this entire ancient battlefield.

However, although he had obtained the first two inheritances of the Xuantie Rod Method, with his current strength, he could barely perform one style, and the spiritual power of his whole body was almost exhausted. According to this method of consumption, Meng Yu estimated that even in the middle of the human spirit realm, he would not be able to perform the second type of turbulent waves.

But Meng Yu was still very satisfied, he knew that he couldn't be too greedy. Seeing that the Xuantie Stick Technique could not make any more progress in a short period of time, Meng Yu was not in a hurry to return to the ground, he thought it would be best to try to practice the Wing Walking Technique, this ancient battlefield was not very peaceful, even if the Wing Walking Technique could learn a little fur, it would be a means of saving his life.

According to the records in the ancient books, the cultivation of the Wing Walking Technique is really a great success, and it was by virtue of this that the Wing King created a great reputation.

Obviously, this is not only a secret method that can be used by monks below the high level of the Earth Spirit Realm to fly into the sky, but it is also a rare treasure technique for those powerful monks.

But Meng Yu knew that the more he practiced like this, the more difficult it would be. He followed the instructions and began to work spiritual power in the meridians of his body.

The strength of the human spirit realm has not yet been limited by the constraints of the earth, and it can only be used by special methods to make itself vacate. This is very magical, Meng Yu found that the wing technique is to make the spiritual power of the whole body run in the meridians according to a certain line, so as to achieve the air, he admired the founder of this secret method.

Meng Yu acted according to the law, and the spiritual power was running, and it became faster and faster, and Meng Yu felt struggling. If the strength is enough, this treasure art will really be cultivated to the fullest, of course, there is no need to work so hard to run the spiritual power.

At that time, he could almost instinctively run along a certain line, but now he had to follow the rules.

"Is there something wrong?"

Meng Yu felt strange, he felt that the method was not wrong, but he did not succeed. But the boy didn't give up easily, and Meng Yu tried many times, but he didn't succeed in the end.

The best time he did it was when he just kept his legs just a few centimeters off the ground.

"It seems that the strength is still not enough. ”

Meng Yu sighed, although this secret method can allow monks below the high level of the Earth Spirit Realm to have the ability to fly, it still can't be too bad.

In fact, it is no wonder that the wing-walking technique was not specially created to enable low-level monks to fly, it is just an ability.

Moreover, it is true that flying itself consumes spiritual power, and Meng Yu estimated that even in the middle of the human spirit realm, it would be good to be able to glide in the air for a short distance.

However, Meng Yu is not too discouraged, at least his feet can leave the ground, which shows that this secret method is useful, as long as the strength is enough, according to this method, he can take off in the sky.

"I don't know if the little old man of the donkey king is gone. ”

Meng Yu muttered, he had already thought that the little old man was not harming him, but intended to give him guidance, but that guy was too bad, and Meng Yu didn't appreciate it very much.

After staying here for two days, the Wing Walking Technique and the Xuantie Rod Method could not be practiced for the time being, and it was time to go out.

Meng Yu jumped up towards the cliff, and his body rose hundreds of meters high in one fell swoop, and then he pressed his toes on the cliff wall, and continued to jump a few times to return to the cliff. After two days of cultivation, Meng Yu was not completely out of the customs.

Glancing around, it was empty, Meng Yu found no trace of the Donkey King, and even the Condor was gone. Meng Yu had instructed the Condor to return to the ruins of the Winged King's Palace to look for other disciples of the Medicine King Sect, but he didn't know if the Condor had gone there. The little old man's strength was unfathomable, even if he was dissatisfied, Meng Yu knew that now was not the time to find him unlucky, it was more important to hurry up and meet with the people of the sect to find more creation.

Meng Yu raised his eyes and looked around, this place was very empty, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance, although this ancient battlefield was not very big, but it was only relative. If you rely on your legs, although you can travel thousands of miles a day, it is still time-consuming and labor-intensive, and you don't know how long it will take to cross the ancient battlefield.

He felt that he should still find a means of transportation, and it was best to tame a demonic beast, and Meng Yu walked forward. Because he used Tianmu to find that there were mountains and forests hundreds of miles away, there should be demonic beasts there.

"I don't know what happened to the others. Meng Yu was not too anxious, he was thinking about it while hurrying, and he was always worried about the people of the sect when he was not around, especially those from the Thousand Yang Sect.

Suddenly, Meng Yu looked up and found that someone was riding a flying demonic beast in the sky, it was a flying snake, and on it was a monk from the early stage of the spiritual realm.

It was a loose cultivator, Meng Yu didn't know it, he was thinking about things just now, and he didn't find out until someone came closer. The man also saw Meng Yu, but he didn't stop, and the wind and dust whistled by.

After a while, there was a giant bird flying in the sky, and there were three loose cultivators on it, two men and one woman, all of whom were monks in the early stage of the human spirit realm.

Meng Yu's eyes rolled, but he didn't provoke them and continued to walk forward.

"Hey, that kid on the ground, don't you see where a young monk with a snake has fled?"

Above the giant bird, a young monk yelled at Meng Yu, this was completely a questioning tone, not like inquiring about things.

Meng Yu was stunned, he blinked and had already guessed the approximate one. It is estimated that the young man who rode the snake just now had some kind of creation, and the three people behind him were chasing.

However, according to Meng Yu, it is difficult to catch up, although several people are in the early stage of the human spirit realm, and the upstairs occupies an advantage, but the speed of this big bird is not as fast as the snake of Fang Cai, it has three people.

Meng Yu glanced at a few people coldly, ignored them, and continued to walk forward.

"You are dumb or deaf, don't you hear us asking you!"

Seeing Meng Yu treating them so indifferently, the girl scolded again. The two teenagers were also very dissatisfied, Meng Yu was too cold to dare to ignore three monks of the same rank at the same time.

Meng Yu glanced at them again when he heard this, these three people were so unreasonable and arrogant, he couldn't reach them, otherwise he would have to beat them. Meng Yu raised his middle finger upwards, then ignored them again and continued to walk on his own.

"Fuck, this kid owes clean up, dare to scold us, go!

Several people were angry by Meng Yu's actions, and commanded the giant bird to land, and the big bird circled and slowly flew down towards Meng Yu.

Seeing a few people like this, Meng Yu was not panicked at all, but was excited in his heart, seeing a few people approaching, the corners of Meng Yu's mouth lifted an arc, and said secretly: "It's a good time!"