With clicking into the immortal category of the mall page, it was then divided: flying, defense, attack, and entertainment.

"Flying? This should be good," Han Feng, who was also not much interested in defense and attack, muttered to himself.

Then the flying class exhibited a variety of flying magic weapons: fairy clouds, fairy boats, and fairy shuttles

Everyone has a dream of soaring through the clouds, especially when I watched Journey to the West when I was a child, when I saw Sun Dasheng with a somersault cloud of 108,000 miles, it was called envy, jealousy and hatred! Without thinking about it, Han Feng clicked into the immortal cloud category, and saw that the number one was Sun Monkey's somersault cloud.

Spreading Cloud: Selling Price 1 Billion Merit Coins, Jin Douyun: Selling Price 100 Million Merit Coins, Jin Douyun: Selling Price 10 Million Merit Coins, Zhan Tengyun: Selling Price 1 Million Merit Coins, Juan Tengyun: Selling Price 100,000 Merit Coins, Wu Tengyun: Selling Price 10,000 Merit Coins

"Nima, so expensive?" Looking at the price above, Han Feng exclaimed, "Who else can sue me, how did the somersault cloud become an immortal weapon?" Didn't you say it was a spell? “

Han Feng, who was confused, looked at the fact that he only had 260,000 merit coins on his account, plus he had to pay half of the teleportation fee to get what he bought, and looked at himself over and over again, and he was dumbfounded when he looked at the curling clouds and fog clouds that he could only buy.

However, as soon as he thought that he would be able to soar through the clouds and fog in the future, Han Feng gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and spent 100,000 merit coins to buy Juan Tengyun, and then the teleportation fee cost another 50,000 merit coins, and only 110,000 merit coins were left on his account, among which the system gave them was useless. "It's really special to make money like ****, and spend money like diarrhea!" Looking at a gift box that appeared in front of his eyes out of thin air, Han Feng sighed.

Although he muttered that it was difficult to make money, anyone could see that Han Feng's heart was simply happy at this moment, with a big smile on his face, and a pair of eyes that were not too big had become a line.

When I opened the gift box, I saw a small cloud in the shape of a white mist, which was lying in the box and churning, "This is the rolling cloud?" As he spoke, Han Feng picked up the one posted on the inner wall of the box, and read the manual.

This thing is called Juan Tengyun, which is refined by the Yunxiao Fairy of Bixia Palace, and can be dripping blood to recognize the master. Another Rolling Cloud is one hundred and forty-four miles, and one hundred merit coins are consumed for each hour during the flight. "One hundred and forty-four miles? According to the calculation of one minute of casting a cirrrier cloud, that is 1200 meters per second? Han Feng silently calculated in his heart: "Nima, it's twice as fast as the bullet train!" But during this flight, what is the situation of consuming 100 merit coins per hour? ”

Han Feng was puzzled again, but then he was relieved, now that there is no aura in the mortal world, there is naturally no mana, and if there is no mana and he wants to urge the immortal weapon, then he must not consume the merit, although he doesn't understand how this merit is calculated, but he has never eaten pork and seen a pig run! Obviously, there is a certain truth in the sanctification of merit written by those great gods, otherwise why do you always mention the word merit in Journey to the West. "It's a drop of blood to recognize the Lord, can't you change the method?" As he spoke, Han Feng took out the pig-killing knife, lightly scratched his fingers, and then dripped his blood on the clouds.

As the blood dripped on the clouds, and then the voice of the zziz sounded, and the small cloud inside the box seemed to be boiled, and a trace of white gas came out of it, and then the cloud, whoosh! With a bang, it flashed out of the box, quickly disappeared from Han Feng's sight, and flew into the sky.

"Nima! I forgot to close the window" followed Han Feng and ran out of the house, looking up, above the clear sky, there were a few white clouds floating around, and I didn't know that it was my own cirling cloud.

Han Feng raised his head, staring anxiously at his eyes, searching. It's a pity that he can't tell the difference between the natural cloud and the immortal cloud. Not to mention Han Feng, even the most advanced modern instruments may not be able to distinguish the real from the fake.

"That's right, dripping blood to recognize the master" Han Feng, whose eyes were sour, patted his head, and then remembered that Juan Tengyun flew out after recognizing the master. Feeling it silently in his heart, Han Feng, who raised his head again, knew at a glance that it was really a rolling cloud.

But with the rolling clouds, if you don't try the feeling of flying clouds and fog, then you are too sorry for yourself, thinking of this, Han Feng took a step and ran towards the ancestral tomb mountain, if you want to drive the clouds, first of all, you must not be discovered by others, at least you can't let anyone see it before you have the ability to protect yourself.

At this time, it was almost night, and there was usually no one on the mountain at this time, so Han Feng chose to go to the ancestral tomb mountain to summon Juan Tengyun.

Ran to the top of the ancestral tomb in one breath, then stopped, and looked at the sky, "But how can this call it down?" You can't be like Sun Dasheng, shouting a somersault cloud! That's too weird," Han Feng looked at the clouds floating in the sky, and said speechlessly: "Why don't you give it a try?" Anyway, there is no one on the mountain, and no one will hear it even if he shouts loudly."

Then Han Feng yelled, no matter how he shouted, he felt that the name he shouted did not have Sun Dasheng's somersault cloud, and he was domineering!

Sou! With a bang, a slight air flow brought a gust of breeze, blowing Han Feng's short hair swaying from side to side, and a white mist-like cloud had already fallen at Han Feng's feet.

I saw white gas-like clouds rolling around the clouds, but no matter how they rolled, they also gave people the feeling of gathering but not dispersing. The area of the cloud is not very large, but it is definitely okay, and it can accommodate four or five people standing on it, and if it is one person, even if it is lying on it, there will be more than that.

Looking at the rolling clouds in front of him, Han Feng stepped forward and stood up cautiously, for fear that the rolling clouds were the same as those clouds in the sky, just a cloud of water vapor, and he would step into the air as soon as he stood up. "Huh? Squishy?" After standing on it, Han Feng found that this curling cloud was like a couch, and it felt soft to stand on it. And as soon as he stood on top of the clouds, Han Feng clearly felt that the curling clouds seemed to be in touch with his own mind, just like his own arm, as if he was born to use it.

As soon as his mind moved, the clouds began to slowly rise into the air. The reason why it rose so slowly was because Han Feng was trying it for the first time, and he was a little excited and a little afraid.

Work at height! If you don't have any protective measures, can you not be afraid! In case this curl Tengyun is a fake and shoddy product, he will not directly fall into slag.

Slowly getting used to the feeling of controlling the clouds, Han Feng, who was flying in mid-air, began to accelerate, whoosh! Cirrizzling clouds are like a trailing cloud that quickly streaks across the sky. "It's so fast, Nima can't open her eyes!" Being blown by the cold wind in the sky, he couldn't open his eyes, and Han Feng had to slow down to adapt to the environment.

During this period, Han Feng also made a bold attempt to cut off the psychological connection with Juan Tengyun, and as a result, he fell directly from a high altitude. With a bang, the clouds reappeared at his feet and lifted himself up.

"This feeling is Nima Shuang! ~"Riding the rolling clouds, Han Feng flew towards the newly rising moon, but Han Feng didn't dare to fly out of the earth and run into outer space. "Nima! Is it good that there is no oxygen in outer space, what if you fly out and you hang up because of lack of oxygen? Sitting on top of the clouds, Han Feng thought stupidly.