Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fighting Speed
"But the clown, why argue with him, and the main purpose of this trip is to go to Fang City, and I don't want to cause more trouble. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Fang Mo responded to Shangguan Xiu's words in his heart, and looked at He Zhangang at the front with an expressionless face.
He Zhangang seemed to have a sense, glanced back at Fang Mo, rolled his eyes, suddenly stopped, and said: "At this speed, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up with Fang City tomorrow, why don't we speed up a little faster and strive to arrive before dark, what do you think, Senior Sister Tong?"
Tong Ling was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "This speed is indeed a little slower, but the cultivation of junior disciples is still shallow after all......
"There's nothing to worry about." He Zhangang smiled heartily, patted the storage bag, took out four pieces of yellow paper, and said: "This is the Wind Charm Talisman, it is a talisman drawn according to the Wind Walking Technique, although it is not as good as the real Wind Walking Technique, but as long as it is attached to the leg, it does not consume too much spiritual energy, and it can greatly increase the speed, this charm is especially effective for low-level disciples."
While speaking, He Zhangang distributed the Wind Talisman to the four people except Fang Mo, Wang Dabao and Liu Feng looked happy, and thanked him again and again when they took the talisman, while Tong Hao was ugly, turned his head and didn't want to deal with He Zhangang at all, but after Tong Ling snorted, he had to bow his head and take the talisman and thanked him.
"With Senior Brother He's talisman, our speed can be improved a lot now, but Senior Brother He......" Tong Ling said without words: "Senior Brother Fang, he ......"
"Although these wind charms are not valuable to me, they are not something that any cat or dog can hold." He Zhangang glanced at Fang Mo indifferently, and said jokingly: "If some people can't keep up with our speed, it's better to go back quickly."
"This ......" Tong Ling glanced at Fang Mo apologetically, she naturally knew that He advocated the gang because of Fang Mo, who was targeted by herself, after thinking about it, she handed the Wind Talisman in her hand to Fang Mo, and said, "Senior Brother Fang, this talisman will be used for you."
"Huh?" He Zhangang's face sank, and he said coldly: "Senior Sister Tong, I gave you this talisman for you, how can you lend it to others at will?"
"Senior Brother Ke Fang, he ......"
Tong Ling was about to speak, when Fang Mo stepped forward and said lightly: "Senior Sister Tong has a heart, although this talisman is precious to some people, I don't need it."
"Humph! Senior Sister Tong, have you seen it, you treat him well, but he doesn't appreciate it, what do you care about this kind of person, let's hurry up!" He Zhangang laughed, took out another wind talisman, and put it on his leg, and when the dazzling white light flashed, his body instantly disappeared.
Fang Mo's eyes flashed, He Zhangang's words and deeds seemed extremely naïve to him, at this moment, the cultivation in his body was running, and suddenly the soles of his feet were windy, his feet were three inches off the ground, and he instantly turned into a phantom and chased towards He Zhangang in front of him.
"Windwalk?" Tong Ling was stunned for a moment, looking at Fang Mo who was far away, his color suddenly changed, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, looked at Wang Dabao and Liu Feng, who were also shocked, and asked, "Is he really a miscellaneous servant who was promoted to an outer disciple with you?"
Liu Feng was silent, while Wang Dabao nodded blankly and said, "Yes...... It is said that he has taken dragon grass, but is dragon grass really so powerful? Only three layers of condensation can perform the Feng Xing technique that can only be practiced by five layers of condensation?"
"Presumably, Senior Brother Fang has his own chances, so let's not speculate." Tong Ling's clear eyes flashed with a hint of strangeness, and without saying much, he and the other three at the same time put a wind charm on his leg and chased after him.
He Zhangang was rushing through this mountain forest, one moment he was still on this tree, and the next moment he had appeared on the branch of a big tree two battles away, feeling the heat between his legs, and a smug smile appeared on his face: "With the speed of this talisman, it must be impossible for that waste to keep up."
Brush!
At this moment, a strong wind blew in his ears, and a green coat flashed in front of him in an instant, and Fang Mo said without looking back: "Senior Brother He, this is a long way to go, when will you be able to reach Fang City at your speed?"
He Zhangang was stunned, and before the smile on his face could spread, it was like being frozen at this moment, completely frozen, his face changed rapidly, and finally gritted his teeth fiercely: "It's just the cultivation of the third layer of Qi Condensation, I want to see how long you can continue to perform this wind technique!"
As he spoke, He Zhangang sped up and chased after Fang Mo quickly, but whenever he was about to catch up, Fang Mo would perform a wind movement technique, and his body instantly appeared a few zhang away, this authentic wind movement technique was much faster than that wind charm, even if Fang Mo only used it occasionally, it was enough to leave He Zhangang behind.
Seeing that Fang Mo was not far ahead, it seemed that he could catch up as long as he worked harder, but he couldn't surpass it even if he tried his best, so angry that his face turned pale.
When the four of Tong Ling came to a tea shop opened by a mortal on the side of the mountain road, they saw He Zhangang sitting on a stool panting, gulping down tea, and wiping the sweat from his forehead from time to time.
Judging from the situation that he pasted the wind talisman, it shouldn't have been like this, but in order to catch up with Shang Mo, he continuously consumed spiritual energy along the way, and at this time he was exhausted, and his physical strength was even more exhausted, so he had to quench his thirst with tea, which looked quite embarrassing.
On the other hand, Fang Mo was sitting leisurely at another table, with a bowl of tea in front of him, he was closing his eyes and recuperating, his expression was indifferent, the aura in his body was not much better than the fifth layer of condensation, and it was more pure, at this time, there was still a small half of the aura left in his body, so he naturally wouldn't behave like that.
Tong Lingmei's eyes flashed with surprise, and Tong Hao, Wang Dabao, and Liu Feng sat down, let the guys in the tea shop serve some tea, and after thinking for a while, she said: "Senior Brother He, Senior Brother Fang, your speed is too fast, we are too hard to follow, in my opinion, it is better for us to slow down in the afternoon, anyway, Fang City is not far from us, it should be no problem to arrive before dark, what do you think?"
When He Zhangang heard this, he immediately borrowed the donkey from the slope and said: "What Senior Sister said is very true, let's slow down in the afternoon, after all, we have to take into account Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Liu."
When he spoke, he was light-hearted, but in fact, he was unfamiliar with the other party in his heart, and secretly gritted his teeth: just run faster, waste is always waste, even if you eat more natural treasures, that is, waste, it is difficult to live past the age of eighteen!
The six of them rested in the tea shop for an hour, Tong Ling took out a piece of jade pendant as tea money, and continued to rush towards Fang City in the excitement of the tea shop owner.
Near dusk, a magnificent city appeared in front of Fang Mo's eyes, called Wanda City, this city is more than a hundred times larger than Fang Mo's hometown Luoyun City, it is the joint creation of the five major sects of the Chu State, mortals are not allowed to enter, there are not only monks of the five major sects, but also many scattered cultivators who have not joined the sect.
"Fang City is in this Wanda City, and we have finally arrived." Looking at Wanda City, which was close at hand, Tong Ling breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and said to He Zhangang: "There will be Senior Brother Lao He next."
"Senior sister is polite, everyone belongs to the same family, as a senior brother, I should help my junior brother and sister!" He Zhangang enjoyed Tong Ling's request to him, and with a smug look on his face, he walked towards the city gate.
On both sides of the city gate, there was a young man in black standing on each side, with a grim face, and at this moment, seeing He Zhangang coming over, one of them said lightly: "Whoever enters the city, each person must hand over a lower grade spirit stone."
"Two senior brothers, this is my credential." He Zhangang clenched his fists and opened his mouth, took out a jade slip from the storage bag, and handed it to one of the young men.
The man glanced at it, raised his head after a while, returned the jade slip to He Zhangang, and said, "It turned out to be the junior disciple of the Heaven Stepping Sect, with this certificate, the six of you naturally don't need to hand in the spirit stone, hurry up and go in."
"Thank you two brothers for that." As he spoke, He advocated and walked towards the city first, and the five Fang Mo people behind him followed.
After a short time, the group came to an attic in the east of the city, this attic is called "more than three steps", owned by the Tatianzong, it is a residence specially set up for monks, and monks need to spend three spirit stones for each night.
However, He Zhangang had his cousin's certificate in his hand, and he didn't need to spend spirit stones, and under the leadership of a child in the "Three Steps", he came to a compound behind the attic.
"It's not early today, let's rest for one night, tomorrow we will do our own thing, it's best to complete the transaction within one day, and we'll go back early the day after tomorrow." He sent the child away and said to everyone.
"Just according to what Senior Brother He said." Tong Ling smiled, and the others didn't have any meaning, so they each chose a room to rest.
Fang Mo stayed at the end, and when he left, he took a deep look at He Zhangang, and then randomly chose an unoccupied room, closed the door, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, bowing his head and pondering.
When he entered the city, he had already prepared a low-grade spirit stone and planned to come in by himself, but he didn't expect He Advocate to actually bring him in with him, and also brought him to the "Three Steps" to stay overnight, which made Fang Mo a little puzzled in his heart, after all, judging from He Advocate Gang's previous words and attitudes, it was impossible to be so polite to himself.
"An An's points are enough, if you want to fight any kind of ghost idea......" Fang Mo muttered, a cold glint in his eyes.
Putting this matter out of his mind for the time being, he carefully probed the room on the side, and after finding nothing unusual, he closed his eyes and meditated to cultivate his spirit.
When the first rays of sunlight fell, Fang Mo seemed to feel something, stood up from meditation, and walked out of "more than three steps" alone.
It was only early in the morning, and the market was quite lively, and everyone had a faint spiritual pressure emanating from them, showing their identity as monks, but most of them were low-level monks, and there were many shops on both sides of the road, and there were people buying and selling in each shop.
Even on the streets outside, there are many vendors, with herbs, elixirs, or other strange things on them, like small stalls and vendors in the world.
"So many monks, so many good things...... Fang Mo's eyes lit up and he licked his lips.