"Huh?"

The crowd looked strangely at the man who suddenly stood up and spoke.

He is Yu Gong, the head of the technical department of Wangxian Pavilion Group, because he is mainly responsible for technical work such as flying sword research and development in the group, and has the consistent characteristics of technical personnel, and usually does not speak at such meetings.

Now he suddenly stood up and called Zhuo Yan, which made everyone a little surprised, and after glancing at him, they all fell on Zhuo Yan's hand.

Zhuo Yan glanced at Yu Gong, who was a little excited, and looked down at her hands.

What she was holding in her hand was the flying sword that Fang Mo had given her just now.

She liked this gift very much, and she kept holding it when she was chatting with a few girlfriends just now, and everyone's topic was still around her.

Now she was going back to the bedroom to sleep, thinking that she would take it to the bedroom and find a place to put it close to it as the best souvenir, but she didn't expect Yu Gong to set her eyes on it.

"Ah, this is a birthday present from a friend of mine, what's wrong? Aftermath, is there any problem? Zhuo Yan asked rhetorically.

Yu Gong didn't answer, he walked quickly to Zhuo Yan, bent down slightly, and stared at the flying sword in Zhuo Yan's hand, his eyes were almost like he was going to eat this flying sword.

Seeing his strange movements, Zhuo Changsheng and the others exchanged glances with each other.

They had worked with Yu Gong for many years, and knew him very well, and knew that he was a technical freak, and that he must have found something unusual in this extremely unique shape, more like a craft, more like a flying sword.

Yu Gong suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhuo Yan.

"Miss Zhuo, can you show it to me?"

He was pointing to the flying sword in Zhuo Yan's hand.

"This ...... It's a gift from someone else......" Zhuo Yan looked at Zhuo Changsheng with some embarrassment.

Zhuo Changsheng nodded to her.

"Let's show the rest of the work."

Zhuo Yan couldn't help muttering, but it was not good to refute her father's face in front of so many people, so she could only hand over the flying sword, and did not forget to explain: "Yu Gong, be careful not to break it, this is my favorite gift today." ”

Yu Gong still didn't answer, almost snatched the small flying sword from Zhuo Yan's hand, put it on his hand and carefully studied it several times, and suddenly held it with both hands, and the slightest breath penetrated in.

Seeing his movements, Zhuo Yan was taken aback.

"Eh, Yu Gong, I said don't break it! This flying sword will change according to the internal breath......"

Zhuo Yan didn't finish his sentence, and suddenly there were more peculiar changes on the flying sword.

Stimulated by the rest of his work, the flying sword suddenly began to tremble, and this tremor became more and more intense, as if he was struggling.

After a while, it suddenly burst out of a cold light, rushed out of Yu Gong's hand, and then flew straight back to Zhuo Yan, slowly stopping.

Everyone looked at this change in amazement, and for a moment did not understand what was happening.

Zhuo Yan was also surprised.

What's going on? Fang Mo hadn't said that this flying sword would be like this before......

She looked at the flying sword floating in front of her, but found that the aura emanating from the flying sword was very familiar and familiar, and it was clearly very similar to her own inner breath.

She hesitated, then reached out to the flying sword.

Sure enough, as soon as her hand touched the flying sword, the violent shaking and cold glow on the surface of the flying sword immediately converged.

It's like a beast that has entered a berserk state because it has been stimulated by the outside world, and is suddenly touched by its familiar master, and it is instantly pacified.

Zhuo Yan was surprised and delighted.

Unexpectedly, this flying sword can not only be "lightened" and set the shape for it by his own hands, but now he still knows how to recognize the master!

How many surprises does this birthday gift Fang Mo give her bring?!

The others, including Zhuo Changsheng, were stunned.

The appearance of this flying sword is small, delicate and beautiful, and it actually has this kind of characteristic similar to recognizing the master, which is really beyond everyone's expectations.

As executives of a company specializing in the development of monks' equipment, it was the first time they had seen such a strange flying sword.

"Xiaoyan, you just said that this is a birthday present from a friend of yours?" Zhuo Changsheng couldn't help but stand up and asked.

"Yes, I came with Xiaoge, father, you should have seen him at the banquet." Zhuo Yan said.

"Coming with Ge-chan?" Zhuo Changsheng recalled it and immediately remembered it. "I remember, his name seems to be Fang ...... Fang Mo, right? ”

"Yes, that's him." Zhuo Yan nodded.

"Eh, wait, Fang Mo...... I seem to ...... this name Where have you heard of it? Gu Yunjie frowned and thought hard, and suddenly clapped his hands vigorously. Come to think of it. Isn't he the same student I just said, who refused to open the Heavenly Sword Gate and had to join the Federal Cultivation Academy! ”

Zhuo Yan looked at Gu Yunjie in surprise: "Uncle Gu, do you know him?" ”

"Is it really him?" Gu Yunjie laughed. "I can't imagine that this world is so small. That's great! Since it's him, we don't have to worry about him being snatched away by other cultivation sects. President, I suggest contacting him immediately! It seems that his refining talent must be far beyond what I expected of him. Am I right, Afterman? ”

Yu Gong glanced down at his bloody hands.

This was the mark left by the spikes on the flying sword when it forcibly broke free of his hands just now.

Although there was a sharp pain in his palm, he didn't feel the slightest pain in his heart, but instead showed a happy smile and nodded vigorously to Zhuo Changsheng.

"Although it is not completely clear, I am sure that the technical content of this flying sword is obviously not low."

Seeing that everyone in front of her, including her father, was excited, Zhuo Yan only felt inexplicable.

Fang Mota...... What kind of gift did you give yourself?

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"Eh, Fang Mo, you wait a while, don't run so fast!"

Fang Mo stopped, turned to look at Feng Xiaoge, who was panting and catching up, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"I said Feng Xiaoge, how can you say that this guy is also a trainee monk of Zhou Tianjing, so poor in physical fitness? You've only been running less than five kilometers, and you're not going to be able to? ”

"Who...... Who's with you...... Like you, so perverted. Feng Xiaoge stopped, gasped hard, and barely adjusted his breath. The monk's forging has nothing to do with physical fitness, but only to improve the degree of cooperation with internal breath. I'm not the kind of person who specializes in physical cultivation, so it's not normal that I can't run too far. ”

"But you're too bad. Even if you are an ordinary person, you will not have any problem running 5 kilometers under a casual exercise. Fang Mo still unceremoniously despised it.

"Fuck off! You ask an ordinary person to come over and run 5 kilometers at a speed of 100 meters like you just did? Tired of him. ”

Feng Xiaoge glanced at Fang Mo, and couldn't help but be amazed when he saw that he was out of breath, his face was not red, and he didn't even sweat much.

"I said, how do you train this kid's body? I don't think you're a human anymore, are you? ”

"What would you think if I told you that I was not human now?" Fang Mo asked with a smile.

After cultivating the Human Body Flying Sword Refining Success Method, Fang Mo's current physical condition can indeed not be regarded as a human being, because the goal of this exercise is to refine the physical body into a sword body, not to mention that physical fitness is not a problem, and in the end, even the strength can be compared to the flying sword, which will only be more perverted.

"I don't think much of it." Feng Xiaoge replied angrily, looked up at the sky, looked around, and let out a wail. "Alas, I'm afraid it's still a few kilometers away from the city, so I knew that we would run back and go to Sister Yan to borrow it for a night."

"It's all your pot, don't try to throw it at me." Fang Mo said.

It's unlucky to say.

The reason why the two of them ran in the wilderness in the middle of the night was very bizarre, it was because Feng Xiaoge's luxury suspension shuttle broke down!

After the banquet, Fang Mo left in Feng Xiaoge's car as he had come.

Who knew that halfway through, his luxury hovering shuttle, which he claimed to have spent more than 2 million federal dollars, suddenly lost control completely and crashed headlong into the cliff next to him.

If it weren't for the fact that both of them had cultivated long enough, reacted fast enough, and were agile enough, it would have been a car crash and death.

But although they saved their lives, the car was not saved, although it was not completely broken, but it was impossible to drive.

This made Fang Mo very opinionated.

With the high-tech level of today's society, such a luxury suspension shuttle has such a bad self-protection mechanism, and it can't be driven if it hits it casually, which is simply something that only existed at the level of science and technology when the earth had not entered the galactic era more than a thousand years ago.

But Feng Xiaoge had a good word about it.

He said that only in this way, a high-end shuttle that is not protected by special and complete safety measures, can find the romance that was characteristic of the sports cars of the past.

If all the safety measures are in place, it's no different than sitting at home and playing a racing game.

Fang Mo couldn't understand this logic, but Feng Xiaoge called it feelings, and Fang Mo didn't understand it at all.

In short, now that the car is broken, the two of them also find that their personal terminals can't connect to the network here, so they can't even send a distress signal.

Feng Xiaoge proposed to go back the way they came, either to stay at Zhuo Yan's for one night, or to ask Zhuo Yan to send a car to take them home.

Fang Mo suggested that he just run back.

Anyway, the place where they had an accident was only about 10 kilometers away from the urban area of Jingnan City, and it took half an hour to get to Fang Mo's footsteps.

However, what Fang Mo didn't expect was that Feng Xiaoge's waste wood would not work after only 5 kilometers.

"Alright, enough rest, right? After enough rest, continue to run, there are only a few kilometers left from the city, and you can reach it by running casually. Looking at Feng Xiaoge, who was still panting, Fang Mo cheered him up.

Feng Xiaoge rolled his eyes: "It's okay to let me run, but not as fast as just now." ”

"Okay, no problem, listen to you."

Fang Mo smiled and agreed, and sure enough, his running speed dropped a lot.

Compared to the speed of the sprint just now, the speed can be called extremely slow.

At this speed, Feng Xiaoge can still reluctantly accept it, but he still keeps complaining.

Fang Mo didn't bother to listen to his nonsense there, and as he ran, he thought about the situation at the banquet during the day.

When he took out the small flying sword that was given to Zhuo Yan, many people claiming to be from various monk equipment companies took the initiative to find him.

The content of the conversation was nothing more than wanting to find out the reality of the flying sword, and some people wanted to directly inquire about some technical details of the flying sword's refining—of course, they were directly rejected by Fang Mo.

There were also a few people who directly sent invitations to Fang Mo, saying that they admired Fang Mo's refining talent and hoped that he could work for their company, and they would definitely expel Fang Mo with a good enough reward......

Fang Mo did not give any clear answer.

The design of this flying sword this time is also a major breakthrough for Fang Mo, because it means that he finally has the ability to independently design and refine a flying sword.

But this ability is obviously still in its infancy, and it is not enough for him to become a truly qualified flying sword designer.

Fang Mo knew that he still had a lot of shortcomings, and more importantly, there were still many things that could be improved in terms of the Human Body Flying Sword Cultivation Success Method.

At this time, he will not go to any company.

For him now, learning and continuing to improve himself is the most important thing.

As for the money...... There are many ways to earn it.

Just when he was thinking about how to use his current refining ability to make better money, Feng Xiaoge, who was running beside him, suddenly sighed and stopped.

Fang Mo also stopped, followed Feng Xiaoge's line of sight, and saw that at the corner of the mountain road in front of him, two people in black robes walked out of the shadows.