Chapter Forty-Seven: Heavenly Feather Steps

After explaining the affairs, Hai Yan also laughed a few times and left. Gu Lan suddenly spoke: "Three, please accept this token." As he spoke, he handed out a golden one, with the word "Fa" engraved on it.

Mo Yuhan took it, and Gu Lan continued: "In the future, if the three of you buy items in the Mage Guild, you can enjoy the discount by showing the token, and there will be priority, and the token can be exchanged for a portal use opportunity, but only once." ”

Mo Yuhan asked curiously, "Why can you only use it once?"

Gu Lan said: "The portals left in the Mage Guild are all created by ancient powers, at least they all require a secret mage to be able to arrange stable long-distance portals, and the portals in our guild must be stable every time they are used, and they will collapse if they are used too much and not repaired." ”

Mo Yuhan understood and hugged his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Gu, the next three will retire first." ”

Gu Lan smiled and said, "Then forgive Gu for not sending it." ”

The three of them returned to the camp, and Mo Yuhan said: "Big brother, I may have to leave for a while, I still have a body martial art that I haven't cultivated, I'm afraid I have to go to the Kachi Forest to find a good place." ”

Zhou Neng said: "You can rest assured that you can cultivate, there is me here, and there is no major event in the army." ”

Mo Yuhan smiled: "Then I will ask you to take care of the past." ”

When Mo Yixi heard this, he immediately grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Don't!

Mo Yuhan said with a headache: "Recalling the past, my brother is going to the forest to do penance, and it is difficult to guarantee his own safety, and it is difficult to take care of you." ”

A faint mist appeared in Mo Yixi's eyes: "Is my brother thinking that I am in trouble and dragging my brother down?" It was just now, and it is now, it seems that the memory of the past is a drag. ”

Mo Yuhan suddenly felt that one head and two were big, and said in his heart: "Why is this girl so difficult to coax!" Zhou Neng looked at him speechlessly, and said: "You just take her, anyway, you are only active in the periphery of the forest, besides, didn't the old man just give her two magic robes? After wearing it, ordinary demonic beasts should be difficult to hurt her, and the concentration of spiritual power in the forest is greater than that in this city, and cultivating there can also get twice the result with half the effort." ”

Mo Yuhan was helpless and said: "It's okay, but if you want to go to the forest with me, I can also teach you some skills to survive in the forest, and although you will be a cultivator in the future, you must also know some hand-to-hand combat skills, otherwise you will not be able to parry if you are attacked by someone." There are three things you have to remember when you go to the forest: first, you must not run around, second, you must not eat indiscriminately, and third, you must not talk loudly, remember?"

Mo Yixi nodded heavily, and with a serious expression, he almost wrote the words "I remember" on his face.

Mo Yuhan hung her nose, turned her head to Zhou Neng and said, "Then I'll go." Zhou Neng smiled: "Go ahead." ”

Mo Yuhan squatted down and said, "Remembering the past, come, come to my back, I'll carry you on my back, so faster." Mo Yixi climbed onto his back, put his hands around Mo Yuhan's neck, his legs were also tightly clamped around his waist, and his long tail wrapped around his waist. Mo Yuhan hugged her slender legs with both hands, and said in his heart: "It's so light!" Collecting his thoughts, he stood up and quickly swept towards the forest.

With his memory and the traces left before, Mo Yuhan carried Mo Yixi to the place where he camped last time, Mo Yuhan looked around with satisfaction, and there was no trace of anyone coming. After putting Mo Yixi down and then arranging the tent, he felt a little hungry in his stomach, so he asked, "Is Yixi hungry?"

Mo Yixi nodded: "I'm a little hungry." ”

Mo Yuhan smiled, took out the Blood Shura Gun that was put aside, and said, "Wait, there will be delicious food later, you make a fire here first, and then you will be able to deal with the food." As he spoke, he came to the lake, holding the Blood Shura Spear high, searching for the figure of the fish in the lake, and then threw the spear into it fiercely, and then excitedly pulled out the spear and said to Mo Yixi: "Grilled fish for you tonight." ”

In the middle of the night, when Mo Yixi was full of spiritual power, Mo Yuhan did not cultivate anymore, but fell asleep together in Mo Yixi's small marching tent, in this wilderness, he didn't want to be in a state of cultivation when the enemy came.

On the second day, Mo Yuhan looked at the scroll of "Tianyu Step" and said: "Recalling the past, cultivation is not only to enhance the level of cultivation, but also to master actual combat skills, and you need to look at the scroll that Hai Lao gave you now, try to chant, and use spiritual power to condense into magic, so that you can launch a strong attack." Mo Yixi agreed on the side, and also took out a bunch of magic scrolls from the space ring, opened one, and studied it according to the obscure magic terms. On the night before, Mo Yuhan specially taught her how to use the space ring and asked her to change into the robe given by Hai Yan.

And on this side, when Mo Yuhan opened the scroll, he found that this "Tianyu Step" turned out to be a fragment! In the scroll, a note floated down, Mo Yuhan hurriedly picked it up, and indeed saw Bai Lao's handwriting: "Young master, if you see this note, it means that you are trying to learn "Tianyu Step", this "Tianyu Step" is extremely profound, it was originally an emperor-level middle-level martial art, and it is also a hand-me-down thing of the Wenren family, the "Tianyu Step" in my ring It's just that the first type of flying feather is recorded, if the young master wants to practice the rest of the part, he still needs to go to the Wenren family to obtain it, but the trade-off is still in the young master, if he is not willing to practice this martial art, there is also a book called the emperor-level intermediate "Thunder Walking Step" in the old slave ring can also be cultivated, and it is placed in the pile of downgraded martial arts. ”

Mo Yuhan looked at the note, his face showed complicated feelings, and said in his heart: "Bai Lao, you are really heartbroken for me, don't worry, I will naturally go to this Wenren family, and I will naturally cultivate this "Tianyu Step". He took a deep breath and resolutely infiltrated his soul into the scroll.

In an instant, Mo Yuhan entered a space, a familiar figure stood in the space, Mo Yuhan shouted loudly: "Bai Lao!"

But Bai Lao just smiled kindly: "Young master, if you can see this afterimage, it means that you have begun to cultivate this martial art, the old slave is very pleased, but this afterimage is not long, and the old slave is no longer talking nonsense, young master, please watch the old man perform carefully." As he spoke, Bai Lao's figure floated up, stepped on the water surface that appeared at some point, and said: "This "Tianyu Step" emphasizes that the body is as light as a feather and as fast as a shadow. Use spiritual power to place on the soles of your feet to support your body, but you can't gather too much, otherwise the spiritual power will explode. As he spoke, Bai Lao's afterimage also shuttled quickly in the lake, although every step was on the surface of the water, but it did not sink in the slightest, and there were only the slightest ripples on the surface of the lake.

Bai Lao returned to the shore and said, "Young master, please pay attention, this is the last time." As he spoke, Mo Yuhan saw Bai Lao stepping into the water again, his body was elegant, as fast as an arrow, and he only traveled back and forth between the two lakes. After resting, Mo Yuhan saw Bai Lao walking back and forth on the lake that was a hundred feet wide.

Bai Lao returned to the shore again, his figure was already a little blurred, and said: "The old slave finally bothered the young master, let go of hatred in his heart, as long as the young master can be at ease and live happily, Miss and us slaves will be at ease even if we are under Jiuquan." As he spoke, the picture dissipated, and Mo Yuhan withdrew from the space in a trance.

Mo Yuhan held the scroll and said in his heart: "Mother, Bai Lao, Sister Biyu, and everyone, how can I let go of my hatred, Yuhan is still alive, just to avenge you, I'm afraid this is the meaning of Yuhan still alive." Don't worry, Bai Lao, Yuhan won't die until the Demon Emperor dies! I will definitely pierce his throat with my own hands!"

After soothing his mind, Mo Yuhan adjusted his state slightly, turned his head to look at Mo Yixi, who was still holding the scroll and spitting obscure magic terms in his mouth, came to the lake, and according to the words written on the scroll, gathered the spiritual power on the soles of his feet, and stepped on the surface of the lake.

After an explosion, Mo Yixi looked at Mo Yuhan who flew out upside down in surprise, hurriedly ran over to help him up, and asked a little anxiously: "Brother, what are you doing, are you okay?" ”

Mo Yuhan stood up in embarrassment, and his clothes were already covered with mud at this time. He just followed the words in the scroll, gathered the spiritual power on the soles of his feet, and then stepped into the water, sure enough, as Bai Lao said, if the spiritual power is gathered too much, it will explode, Mo Yuhan was directly blown up several meters, and the water stains were also splashed.

He wiped his face embarrassedly, coughed lightly, and said, "It's okay, my brother is cultivating martial arts, and there will be a lot of this kind of thing in the future, you continue to cultivate, just don't worry about me." ”

Mo Yixi let out an "oh", still took out the silk silk from the space ring, wiped Mo Yuhan's face, and then silently returned to his previous position, picked up the scroll and continued to study.

Mo Yuhan came to the lake again and took off his shirt, after all, although the clothes are not expensive, but it is shameful to waste them!

After a long time, Mo Yuhan opened his eyes again, staring at the water like a torch, took a deep breath, his spiritual power flowed, and the soles of his feet slowly took a step forward, stepping on the surface of the water.