What he didn't know was that his master, like him, was also worried about the dragon horns.

The commonplace master is called Sikongxing.

At that time, he was sitting on a plane to Jianghan City.

This old man is more than 200 years old this year, and people say that people are old and become fine, but he doesn't, at least he hasn't become a master of moving mountains like his peers.

He has been stuck at the peak of the water control realm for nearly a hundred years, not only cutting off his future, but also losing his longevity.

This is also the reason why he took a plane, people like Zhong Buer and Bai Yuntian, who passed through the light and turned thousands of miles of land, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Of course, he can also fly, but he flies slowly, tiredly, and barely.

So, every time he got on the plane, he felt some kind of insult, as if someone was pointing at his nose and scolding:

"Garbage, don't break through yet."

So every time he flies, he feels a little depressed.

Now, for the sake of the dragon horns, he is even more depressed.

"Where can I find the powder for the dragon's horn?" The old man asked himself, "I have lived for more than two hundred years, and I have never seen anything for sale." ”

Since there is nothing to sell on the market, you can only find it yourself.

But finding a dragon, plucking its horns, and grinding it into powder sounds weird, doesn't it?

What's weird? It's all about his fucking impossibility!

Where are the dragons? The old man thought to himself, he knew that since the Yellow River and the Yellow River had soared, there were only the Yangtze River and dragons in the world.

There is a crystal palace in the Yangtze River, and I don't know how many dragons there are in it.

But in any case, that was not something he could decide.

After all, he didn't even break through the mountain realm, and he was still a casual cultivator.

"If I break through the realm of moving mountains," thought the old man, looking at the sea of clouds outside the porthole, "maybe it's still a little bit possible." ”

The Yishan Realm is the top combat power of this planet, enough to crisscross the earth, if he breaks through the Yishan Realm, he will completely become the worship of a certain famous and decent family, or even start a sect by himself.

However, it is a pity that he has been stuck at the peak of the water control realm for too long, and he has never been able to enjoy that glory.

Earlier, when the apprentice told him that he had found a person with a special physique, he was really excited.

If I had obtained the bones and blood of a person with a special constitution, he would have asked himself if I would be able to make it to the realm of moving mountains.

The answer is no doubt, of course.

Those with special physiques are born with the luck of heaven and earth, and they are born to shake the stars.

What kind of divinity is contained in their bones and blood? It's unimaginable.

Don't say that breaking through the water control realm is beyond the limits of this planet, and it may not be impossible to reach a higher realm.

At that time, when the old man thought of this, he longed to have the bone and blood at once.

However, immediately afterward, he felt a pang of embarrassment.

There is no doubt that when the apprentice talked about it, his tone was excited.

Of course, the apprentice also wants to have the bone and blood, and his own apprentice, he knows it very well.

But there is only one bone and one blood, but there are two masters and apprentices.

Who will have the bones and the blood? At that time, the old man really hesitated.

Of course, he understood very well, the apprentice was more suitable for the bone and blood than himself.

He is old, dying, and the bones and blood are given to him, at most he can prolong his life for one or two hundred years and improve a few small realms.

Apprentice? He was still young and full of energy, and if he had obtained that blood, he would have endless possibilities.

From a practical point of view, there is no need to think much about who this bone and blood should be given to.

However, people are selfish, and old men are no exception.

How he longed to break through the realm of moving mountains! Who can understand his pain?

Looking ahead, the peers are riding in the dust, in high positions, and holding great power.

Looking back, the juniors are galloping, and they are about to catch up with him.

He is like a lonely old man abandoned by time, sadly nested in a corner that he cannot break through, and anesthetizes himself with all kinds of indulgences every day.

He wanted to break through the Moving Mountains Realm so much! But there is only one part of bone and blood, is it to fulfill oneself or to fulfill one's apprentice?

At that time, his heart was at war with heaven and man.

It was then that he heard his apprentice say, "Congratulations Master, don't worry about running out of longevity."

What does that kid mean? He thought, and then he understood, that boy was going to give me precious bones and blood.

The precious bones and blood were discovered by the apprentice, but now they have to be given to him.

It really touched him.

So he asked himself, if my apprentice can make a choice from my point of view, can't I be like him?

Then there was a later scene, he covered up all the entanglements and confusions, and in a strange tone, he showed his choice to his apprentice.

It was not easy to make this decision, because there were too many things to give up, and in a sense, it was equivalent to betraying oneself.

However, after making this choice, the old man felt a sense of relief.

Now, he sits on the plane, thinking about the dragon horns.

There is no doubt that in order for the apprentice to obtain the bone and blood, he, as a master, must take responsibility.

However, dragons are so hard to find, where can I get the powder that is ground by dragon horns? The old man felt anxious.

The next moment, he leaned his messy white hair against the porthole of the plane, and his eyes fell on the sea of clouds below him.

This is a natural action, and when people are anxious, their bodies will always be weak, so they want to find something to rely on.

However, when the old man set his eyes on the sea of clouds, he saw a white dragon.

At first, he thought he was wrong.

That cloud is like a dragon, the old man thought.

It seems that I am a little too anxious.

If a person desires something too much, then the white clouds in the sky seem to him to be like that thing.

This reason is very simple, of course the old man understands, but what makes him even more puzzled is, why is that cloud flying?

It's really flying, it passes through the sea of clouds, its huge body writhing, and it is very mischievous to coil various shapes in the air.

So the old man blinked, and at this moment, he finally understood:

That's a fucking dragon.

A white dragon, it slowly flew from the front and below, and there were clouds surging under it.

It has a large and graceful dragon body with neat scales.

Of course, the best thing is the dragon horn, which is very beautiful, like the masterpiece of the root carving master.

Dragon horns, the old man thought, it would be better if he plucked it down and ground it into powder.

Thinking of this, he immediately jumped up from his seat, and his movements were not like an old man, but like a nimble monkey.

"Bang!"

His head hit the ceiling of the plane with a dull thud.

The passengers in the car were startled and looked at the place.

"Waiter," Sikong Xing beckoned to the flight attendant, "come here." ”

As he said this, he couldn't help but look down and look through the porthole to see where the dragon was.

She's going to pass through here, he thought, I have to get down quickly.

The dragon, who had been thinking about it all the way, suddenly bumped into his eyes and appeared not far from the flight he was taking!

Sikong Xing even felt in a trance, as if he was in a dream, and the dragon in the distance was a little unreal, like God was joking with him.

At this time, the flight attendant came over.

Her face was a little embarrassed, and there was a hint of anger.

Which bad old man, she thought, actually called me a waiter?

Although she admits that their work has a service component.

However, as a flight attendant who graduated from a prestigious university, she wears a smart uniform, has an enviable salary, and flies around the world every day, isn't this much better than the girls who serve dishes in the hotel?

Therefore, to say that she is a waitress seems to be a bit insulting to her, and it makes her feel a little annoyed.

It's a pity that no one has invented a special title for her, which can be different from the waitress and yet equally popular, and can show the nobility and extraordinariness of her profession.

If there is, Sikong Xing must have used it.

In fact, as a widow, he is very old-fashioned and warm-hearted, and knows how to respect others.

"What's the matter with you?" The flight attendant came up and asked.

Because of the demands of her profession, she should have said:

"What's the matter with you, sir?"

However, out of righteous indignation in her heart, she replaced you with you and removed the honorifics.

At the same time, she looked at Sikongxing's messy hair, and his unrefined clothes.

The old man couldn't be a beggar, she thought, and her heart became more and more contemptuous of the old man.

Shouldn't people who fly planes be dressed brightly?

Unfortunately, airlines have not made it a rule that prohibits people with messy hair and undressed clothes.

Sikong Xing didn't expect this, he knew that he was running out of time, so he tried to be as concise as possible.

"Please help me open the door," he said, "and I'm going to get off the plane." ”

His tone was flat, with a hint of pleading, as if he was reluctant to bother others, but he had to do it.

It's like saying "please pour me a cup of tea".

At this time, everyone's eyes were on this, and when they heard this, they immediately began to look at each other.

"Open the door?" The stewardess was stunned for a few seconds, "What door to open?" ”

Open the door, the meaning of these two words is very simple, anyone can understand, unless it is used on a moving airplane.

"Open the door of the plane," Sikong felt very strange, could it be that I didn't know what I said? "I'm getting off the plane."

"Dismount ......" It took two seconds for the flight attendant to realize that the so-called getting off the plane was getting off the plane.

What would you think if you were flying thousands of miles in the air and suddenly someone asked you to open the door of the plane and say that he was going to get off the plane?

The stewardess laughed at first, and then she did what everyone else would do.

"Dismount?" She said that because she was unhappy, her tone was very bad, "First time flying? What do you think you're doing? What about a taxi? Do you want to go down? ”

This unceremonious anger caused laughter from the crowd.

Everyone stared at Sikong Xing, and they all had a thought with the flight attendant:

This old man is a madman.

"What do you mean?" Sikong Xing was a little strange, and the flight attendant's tone made him a little uncomfortable, "Don't you want me to get off the plane?" ”

He was really puzzled, in his opinion, he paid for it, and he didn't want to sit halfway, it was the airline that made it, why didn't he let me go?

It's not that he's stupid, it's that for him, it's just getting off the plane, so what?

It's hard for normal people to experience this feeling, what do you think when you're in the sky?

You will be afraid, no matter what you do, whether it is listening to a song or watching a movie, in short, fear will always inadvertently flash through your mind:

What happens if I fall?

And then you're afraid, I'm going to fall to my death, I'm going to have to fall.

Anyone who thinks about it casually can think of this, and then he doesn't think about getting off the plane.

It's different.

He can fly, so he is never afraid to fly, no matter what plane crash he has, he just flies away.

So in his opinion, getting off the plane is a very normal thing, you can't fly, you can't get off, I can fly, I can get off.

That's what he thought.

No one else would think so, not even the flight attendant, who had lost patience with this bad old man with nervous problems, so she called security.

Two big men walked over.

"Sir," a big man pressed to Sikong Xing's shoulder, "please sit down." ”

This time, the old man was not happy.

You don't let me get off the plane, just forget it, and call someone to press me?

I have something urgent to get off the plane, why don't you let me?

If you miss the White Dragon, will you compensate me?

Thinking of the white dragon, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

For the sake of the apprentice's future, even if it is a joke made by God, he must be serious to the end.

So, he raised his hand, and an invisible force immediately poured out of his body.

The force grabbed the two big men, wrapped them tightly, and lifted them to a suspended position.

"Let me teach you," said Sikong Xing, "to respect the elderly." ”

With a wave of his hand, the two big men clinged to the bulkhead of the plane.

This horrific scene was terrifying, and the passengers, who were still chuckling in their voices just now, screamed at this moment, and some people got up from their seats and flew away, and the cabin was suddenly in chaos.

Sikong Xing walked through the chaotic flow of people, in fact, he was really a leisurely stroll, because no one dared to approach him.

So he walked up to the flight attendant, who was trembling with fright, leaning against the wall, looking at the old man in horror.

Oh my God, she thought, who the hell is this, the terrorist who hijacked the plane? Why did you find me?

"Tell me," Sikong Xing said, "how can I get off the plane?" ”

The stewardess looked terrified, and the next moment, she pointed to the emergency hatch next to her.

"This is the door?" Sikong Xing smacked a sentence, in his opinion, the door should be two, and it is best to have a copper ring beast head on it, "How to open it?" ”

"Need ......" The flight attendant was scared and said, "I need a key......

"Where's the key?"

"In ...... Captain there ......"

"Captain?" Sikong Xing felt a bit of trouble, he felt that he was about to miss the White Dragon, he didn't have so much time to find the captain? "Just break this apart, right?"

He asked, pointing to an iron bar on the emergency hatch.

At this time, he could vaguely see that the smooth and beautiful iron bar was probably a deadbolt.

"Yes......" The stewardess shuddered and said that she had no idea why he was asking this.

The next moment, she understood.

His conjecture was verified, and Sikong Xing nodded with satisfaction.