One of them patted his head,

"You're reminding me. At that time, you should have some fireworks on you. ”

"Alright, don't fight! The sun is gone! Hello to the second child. ”

As soon as the little dragon king spoke, even if he argued again, it would have no effect.

How many people can disobey the aura of the little dragon king?

"And you, with a sword, can go!

Don't steal these yellow and white things in the future.

If you really need it, come to me!

To be a man, you must be above board!

Looking back, I remember to apologize to Daoist Qi.

Tell him that how much you take will be counted on the head of the little dragon king, and naturally you won't treat him badly! ”

369 Taoist priests bow to the ground,

"Yes, yes, thank you Dragon King! Thank you, young heroes! ”

After the man had finished praying around, he was so busy that he picked up his sword and drove away.

Seeing that the man was gone, everyone breathed a sigh of relief,

Finally, there is no need to come suddenly, and Riyan is going to act like this.

Yu Zhi handed Xiao Yan's secret letter to Qingyun,

"Second brother, don't fight with you first.

With this diagram in hand, I'm going to recalculate the counterweight.

Today's flying kite will be successful, and tomorrow morning, we will climb the peak and fly over the two mountains.

This is a secret letter brought by Xiao Yan, if you have the opportunity to meet King Jingling, don't forget his entrustment.

In addition, there is also an operation manual for wooden kites, please be sure to read it carefully, the second brother went first! ”

After staying up all night without sleep, he calculated the data of the flying kite again.

Since it was decided that Qingyun would take the rudder, the safety factor would be several levels higher than the original design.

Early the next morning, the flying kite was completed on time, but the three road chiefs of Qiwu, Dalian, and Hojo were already exhausted and collapsed, and they were really unable to go up the mountain.

At this time, Li Tianci appeared at the right time and brought a few masked coolies.

He once again sincerely apologized to everyone, wishing Qingyun success in one fell swoop, and then ordered his subordinates to send a large number of good students with the equipment formulated by Xuan Zhi to the peak.

The size of Songshan is not under the barberry.

From Baiyun Temple to Junji Peak, it also has to go through Duxiu and Huixian two dangerous peaks.

He stayed up all night and walked hard, but as the only expert who mastered the technology of Yang Yuan's help and stimulation, he naturally couldn't help but go.

The little dragon king took the initiative to carry the burden on his back and told him to rest for a while, recuperate his spirits, and there would be no room for mistakes later.

He also knows the general situation, knows his own importance, and rests on the dragon's back with his eyes closed.

On the peak of Huixian, there is the temple of the old Xia Wangtai, and the lord of Baiyun has never been lazy in taking care of it.

I saw that the flags were bright, the wind was waving, the shrines were all slope tops without ridges, and the wooden pavilions were red walls, which were very different from the contemporary architectural style.

If those Japanese people come here, they will have a little intimacy.

On the other side, the gods follow the system of Xia Shang.

Here gather the aura of heaven and earth, so the name will be immortal, standing at this peak, in addition to the peak in front of the extreme, you can almost see the mountains of Taimur.

It's just that everyone was in no mood to stop and watch the scenery at this time, and they climbed for half an hour, and finally reached the top of the mountain.

Looking to the east, the Songshan Waterfall hangs directly on the front river, and the west looks over, and the mountains of the small room are stacked together.

Yu Zhi had already woken up, and at this time, he counted the heaviest burden on his shoulders, so his face was the most solemn.

He chose a west-facing tortoise, held up the map and compared it to the mountains of Shaomu, and then took out the shadow of the ruler, made a slight calculation, and corrected each other with the map.

The rest of the people knew the details, and they didn't dare to disturb him.

After the tea time, he took out Mu Heng, put Jin Quan on one side, and let Qingyun stand on the other side of Mu Heng, holding a leather bag in his hand.

Xuan Zhi took the water bag from Li Tianci's hand and began to pour water into the skin bag in Qingyun's hand, and the straight Mu Heng gradually leveled, and then stopped.

This was the counterweight he calculated, and it was a tael that was indispensable.

Then he raised the wind flag, calculated the wind speed, and slightly adjusted the direction of the eight Yang Yuan barrels.

When everything was ready, he asked Qingyun,

"Hiri, you already know the skills of mastering the direction and the ejection operation, right?"

"Sir, don't worry, the sun is already clear."

"Alright, let's get started!"

Qingyun took the water bladder, lay down on the wooden ridge of the flying kite, held the joystick firmly with both hands, and signaled to Yu Zhi that it was ready.

In a flash, he tied the safety strap to help Qingyun tie it up.

I don't know how many hundreds of them were tied, and if the Egyptians saw it at this time, they didn't know if they would accuse Zu Yuzhi of pirating their designs.

Anyway, it was so tied that Qingyun was muttering in his heart, tied like this, how would he eject it later?

Finally, the zongzi was tied, and he tied a thin rope on each of the stoppers of the eight Yangyuan metal barrels, and the other end was all tied to an arrow shaft, and then the bow was bent and shot in reverse.

The eight metal barrel lids were lifted together, and the flint on the bottle cap sparked sparks, only to hear a few loud bangs, and the eight metal barrels spewed fire together, and the whole flying kite spread its wings like a golden peng, soaring into the sky, swaying for 90,000 miles.

Qingyun had already flown over the Songshan cliff once in his dream that day, and he had an experience of the feeling of breaking through the clouds and fog and catching the wind in his ears.

But a dream is a dream after all, and at this moment, it is with his flesh and blood and waking consciousness.

The oncoming wind tore off the black scarf that covered his face, cutting his cheeks and causing him to hunt and hurt.

Qingyun could only bury his face tightly and take a bird's-eye view of the bottom.

A goshawk looked up at him pitifully, and let out a cry of shame.

When he finally became familiar with the speed of the flying kite, he calmed down a little, and just wanted to see the eagle in real, when suddenly the eight Yang Yuan nozzles were restless again, and they spewed out a stream of heat again.

The goshawk shrunk to the size of a fly, and it was gone.

Qingyun only felt a torrent in his waist, rushing straight to his brain, if it hadn't been for the special training of Master Juefa before, his little heart would probably be overwhelmed at this time.

From Junji Peak to Wangluo Peak, according to the estimation of Yu Zhi, the straight-line distance is also more than 20 miles.

Gliding twenty miles with one thrust, that's impossible.

So he added a tin foil compartment to the Yang Yuan tube, and after the first Yang Yuan was triggered, the tin foil in the later section would be ignited.

When the tin platinum is burned out and the air is introduced, the second Yang Yuan will explode again.

After ten sprays, Qingyun can be accurately sent to the area near the three peaks of Wangluo, Baiyun and Bailu.

Holding the ruler in both hands, the pen pointed into the air, and seeing that the second ejection of the flying kite was the same as his calculation, he finally showed a relieved smile on his face.

But Qingyun, who was lying on the back of the kite, was not so relaxed, and in this high-speed gliding, he began to feel a little dizzy......

Qingyun may not be able to realize at this time that he is riding the fastest vehicle in the history of human civilization for 3,000 years.

And this record may continue to dominate for more than a thousand years.

Therefore, his vomiting at this time is really the most normal physiological phenomenon.

It's just that when a lump of vomit hits the braincase of a flying lark, the latter is completely confused.

In the past, only Lao Tzu was able to throw off people's faces, when did the world change, and Lao Tzu was actually dumped by humans?