11, soaring up to 30,000 miles
When the sky was dark, Thunderstorm quietly left Hengyang on horseback and rushed to Hengshan.
At this time, it was still early, and there were not many pedestrians on the official road outside the city, so the thunderstorm simply let go of the reins and let the horses under his crotch jog along the official road on their own, while he calmed down and carefully experienced the warm and flowing trickle in his body.
The light skill of walking alone for thousands of miles comes with a set of internal skills, which is not very profound, but it is just suitable for performing this light skill.
The effect of gifted "innate intelligence" and "chaotic body" is that the qualifications of thunderstorms are comparable to those geniuses that are rare in a thousand years, and it takes others days or even dozens of days to cultivate a sense of qi and cultivate the first trace of internal force, but it only took one night for thunderstorms to change from a hairspring to a trickle, which is worth a year or two of penance for those with dull qualifications.
With internal strength, the cultivation of light skills is nothing to him, and the light skill of walking alone has been successfully introduced, but last night in the inn room, there was no space for him to perform, and now when he came to this vast field, the thunderstorm was suddenly eager to try.
Seeing that there was no one around, he rolled over and dismounted, and then reached out and patted the horse's buttocks, and frightened, the horse neighed, and immediately galloped out on all fours.
"Almost!" Looking at the horse that quickly pulled away several meters away, the light in the thunderstorm's eyes flashed, and the internal force suddenly ran to the limit, and then rushed forward with all his strength.
At this start, the first impression of the thunderstorm was fast, he clearly felt that the internal force was running endlessly according to a specific route, and his body was fluttering as if he had lost weight, and every time he stepped on the ground, the internal force would explode accordingly, pushing his body to fly out like an arrow offline.
The distance that could only be crossed in a few steps before can now be easily crossed in one step, and it feels like suddenly coming from the earth to the moon with lower gravity, and there is a kind of relief as if he has unloaded a thousand pounds of burden, and this strange feeling that he has never experienced before makes him more and more intoxicated.
However, although the speed of the thunderstorm increased dramatically, the distance between him and the horse was still slowly lengthening, after all, it was a horse that was good at running, even if it was just an inferior horse, it was not something that a thunderstorm that had only practiced light skills overnight could catch up, if he had been cultivating for a few more months, he might be able to do it.
Seeing the frightened horse getting farther and farther away, although he had been prepared for this, Thunderstorm was inevitably a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if a perfect porcelain had left a flaw, and just as he was about to stop, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"Eternity, I need such a big piece of power, on the premise of consuming 1 point of source power, to increase its toughness as much as possible!" After passing a picture from his mind, the thunderstorm immediately received an eternal response, and a large black edge with the same plain background as the Dao robe on his body was draped over the Dao robe.
The thunderstorm didn't stop, and his right hand brushed over the big gun, and at the same time activated the transcendent point.
On the way to Hengyang, Thunderstorm studied the talent of transcendent pointing, and he found that the most spiritual power consumed by this talent was the characteristic of giving expertise, especially the more it distorted reality, the more it did not conform to the rules of reality, the greater the cost of expertise.
For example, giving the short sword the specialty of "extreme sharpness" is far lower than the mental power consumed by giving the short sword "rapid flight", the former can maintain the point for about five minutes, but the latter can only last for about ten seconds.
But if it was just a simple point like now, without giving any expertise, the mental power consumed would be even less, and his meager spiritual power now would be enough to last for several hours.
After the ignition of the big fare to the two sides of the separation, like two huge wings like the open, the speed of the thunderstorm is extremely fast, the big fray is immediately full of wind, his toes are light, thousands of miles alone light power to run to the limit, the whole person is like a big bird, with the help of the wind to rise in the air, leaping more than ten meters away and landing on the treetops next to the road.
If it was a moment ago, the thunderstorm would have been the result of stepping on a broken branch and falling down, but now with the additional buoyancy provided by the ignited big gun, the thunderstorm's body was simply light, and it really seemed to be completely weightless.
At his feet, the finger-thick branch sank downward, and then bounced up again, he had already jumped up with his strength, and fell to the treetops of another tree at a distance of more than ten meters, and the ignited big pistol automatically adjusted the angle to provide enough buoyancy for the thunderstorm, and at the same time adjusted the direction he was moving and the position where he fell.
The wind blowing from all directions not only did not interfere with his progress, but became the driving force for his progress, and the thunderstorm was like a real big bird, gliding forward in the wind, he became more and more proficient, and each time he glided farther and farther, and even his speed increased again.
There was a whistling wind in his ears, and the surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and the startled horse that had run away quickly magnified in his vision, but in a few breaths, the thunderstorm caught up with the startled horse, whistling and flying over its head.
He laughed out loud, looking at the scenery that was flying around him, and he only felt that his mood was extremely comfortable, every cell seemed to be cheering, and his mood at the moment could only be described in a poem.
Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 30,000 miles......
At this time, at the foot of Hengshan Liu's house, early in the morning, the lanterns were put on a big feast, today is the day when Liu Zhengfeng, the second master of Hengshan faction, washed his hands and withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and naturally a large number of guests will come to cheer, which can be said to be a rare event on the rivers and lakes.
As today's protagonist, Liu Zhengfeng wears a flowery and brocade staff suit to entertain guests in person, he is the second person in the Hengshan faction, and his position in the Hengshan faction is second only to his senior brother, that is, the head of the Hengshan faction, Mr. Mo Da, and the Hengshan faction is one of the Wuyue Sword faction, which belongs to one of the famous and decent factions, so his reputation in the rivers and lakes can be imagined.
Such a big man wants to wash his hands and withdraw from the rivers and lakes, naturally there must be many people to cheer him on, and it is enough for those unknown people to be entertained by his disciples, but there are also many characters who need him to come forward to receive them in person, otherwise they will despise each other and will inevitably form a grudge with each other.
So even if he is the protagonist today, he has to greet the guests in person, but fortunately, there are only so many guests worthy of his reception, and they are all about the same time, which makes him a lot easier.
After a while, there were people from the Taishan faction and the Hengshan faction arrived, Liu Zhengfeng and the head of the Taishan faction, Tianmen Daoren, and the head of the Hengshan faction, Dingyi Shi, exchanged pleasantries for a while, and saw that the two did not like the noise outside, so they arranged for them to go to the wing room to rest, waiting for a formal opening of the banquet.
At this moment, another disciple came to report, saying that Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan faction, led his disciples to visit, Liu Zhengfeng did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly went out of the door.
Just when the two were talking happily, there was a chaotic exclamation around, Liu Zhengfeng frowned, and was about to ask, when a disciple ran over and said with an incredible face: "Master, a Taoist flew over!" ”
Hearing his words, Ling Hu Chong, who was standing behind Yue Buqun, looked moved, and a figure suddenly appeared in his mind, if there was really a Taoist flying here, I'm afraid it was only that person, right?
"What are you talking nonsense?" Liu Zhengfeng was slightly stunned, and then lowered his face and reprimanded.
Fly? How is it possible, even if he is a master of light skills, he will only land in a few feet in a leap, and the only one who can fly is probably the fairy god, is his apprentice crazy and crazy, and he is talking nonsense like this in front of the guests.
"Master, the disciple is absolutely not talking nonsense!" If it was in the past, when he heard Liu Zhengfeng's scolding, the disciple would have retreated obediently, but this time he was anxious and red-faced, and still insisted on his statement.
Liu Zhengfeng became more and more unhappy in his heart, and was about to scold him to retreat, but the disciple showed a look of surprise, and then pointed to the sky to the side and said, "Master, look! ”
Liu Zhengfeng instinctively looked back, and then his pupils contracted violently, and his face showed an unbelievable look, decades of qi cultivation kung fu were gone at this moment, and there was an unprecedented urge to burst into foul language.
I'm grass, is there really a Taoist flying?