(I'm ashamed that I didn't last night, but I still want to ask for a ticket and a reward, uncles, big guys, give the little one a shot...... ）

The wind in the night is cold, and the moon is shrouded in layers of veil.

Soaring in the sky did not make Du Ming feel romantic, but instead had a feeling of being messy in the wind.

Not only was his hairstyle messed up, but his heart was even more messy.

What is the feeling of floating thousands of meters in the air, holding a sword in your hand and looking down at the wind below?

Will it be at the top of the mountain, and see the pride of the mountains?

Inexistent!

From such a high place, looking down below, Du Ming felt only endless vomiting and dizziness......

And Du Ming was so worried that if he fell, the fun would be great.

I don't want to die so young!

However, Du Ming still has a little bit of luck after all, although Du Ming flew very fast and flew out of order, which seemed a little dangerous, but in the end, he was lucky and finally landed smoothly.

But seeing that when he was only more than twenty meters above the ground, the sword spirit burst into a burst of "Oh no! My strength is used up!", Du Ming almost fell and ate.

The slight difference from dog eating shit is that Du Ming's body twisted, his neck was crooked, and his buttocks fell to the ground.

When he got up from the ground, Du Ming's image was quite disgraced, and he was really embarrassed.

At this moment, it was about four o'clock in the morning, before dawn, and it was the darkest hour before dawn.

Du Ming stood up and patted the dust depressedly, and was just about to speak, but he felt a whirlwind of the sky coming, and his stomach twitched, and finally bent down and spit out what he ate last night.

The car was driving unsteadily.

The driver's skill is really ......

It's rotten.

"Master, the ...... Are you alright?" Sword Spirit's voice was rather innocent.

"What do you think?" Du Ming exhaled deeply, and when he finished vomiting, his stomach was finally much better.

"I think the master is fierce and fierce, invincible in the world, strong and strong, and there is no problem in breaking mountains and rivers with one punch...... Hmmm......"

“......”

This blind sycophant made Du Ming want to cry, without any technical content and a little bit of irony.

The dragon spirit and the tiger are fierce, invincible in the world?

Excuse me, can you shoot it again if you see someone?

My name is Dragon Spirit Tiger Fierce?

Dragons are stupid, right?

"Master, that, where is this?" After a fart, the sword spirit subconsciously looked around, but felt that this place had beautiful mountains and clear waters, fresh air, and had nothing to do with the mass grave at all.

"Didn't I ask you to go three kilometers east of Qinghe Town?" Du Ming also looked around, and was speechless for a moment, "This place, why is it not like it at all?"

"Yes, I just went to the east of Qinghe Town, master, are you mistaken?" replied Sword Spirit Fox suspiciously.

"......" Du Ming scratched his head.

"Misremember, no way, so where are we now?"

"Now...... Why is the moon hanging in that direction?"

"What?" After hearing the voice of the sword spirit, Du Ming suddenly had a very bad premonition, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The moon is about to set in the east, and there's nothing wrong with that.

Why so surprised?

"The moon rises in the west and sets in the east, master, I may ......"

"What?"

"I may have flown in the wrong direction. Sword Spirit exhaled deeply.

“......”

Du Ming closed his eyes.

A sense of desperation arises!

After flying for so long, I vomited, and finally, you told me that you flew in the wrong place......

Aren't you a cheating father?

At this moment, Du Ming couldn't wait to throw this sword in the wilderness and didn't care about it at all.

Can you pit a little more?

................................................

To the west of Qixia Town, there is a small city, and this small city is called Yuxian City.

The name of the city is actually very simple, that is, in this ordinary small city, you will always see people wearing Taoist robes and wearing long swords to look at people with their nostrils.

Most of these are disciples who have come down from the Flying Star Immortal Sect and have been trained in the world.

Well, it's the so-called Xianmen disciple.

Although the Flying Star Gate is a relatively second-rate sect in the Immortal Gate, it is awesome to people in the world!

Of course, these are not important to Du Ming, the important thing is that there is no use for Sword Spirit here.

Because it is at the foot of the Immortal Mountain, there are no mass graves in Yuxian City, and there are no resentful spirits, and even if there is, it has been solved by these disciples and in the name of the Demon Destroying Guardian!

So when Du Ming and the others came here, it could be said that they got nothing.

Yuxianmen is more than 200 miles away from Qixia Town.

Even if Du Ming wants to break his head, he can't understand why this sword spirit can be so far away, even if Qinghe Town and Qixia Town are far away, they are only more than forty miles away, and you are more than two hundred miles away with one deviation, aren't you brain pumping?

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going, Du Ming subconsciously touched the sword.

Again, there is a feeling of wanting to throw it away.

"Master, you can't blame me, it was windy in the early hours of last night, and then the sky was spinning, and it was normal and reasonable to deviate from the route...... Also, the host...... I'm almost exhausted now, and if I want to recover, it will take at least three days......" Jian Ling said innocently, this feeling is like tearing up his summer vacation homework and lying to the teacher that he was torn by Erha.

Du Ming exhaled deeply again.

The feeling of being pitted is getting deeper and deeper.

This sword spirit is really unreliable.

But he couldn't help it.

If you come here, you will be safe.

Doesn't it take you three days?

I can also take advantage of these three days to have a good rest.

It's not that I'm lazy, it's that I can't help it......

Du Ming found a high-sounding reason for himself in his heart.

When I think about it this way, the bad mood is instantly better.

However, just when Du Ming was planning to stay in Yuxian City and be an uncle, he suddenly discovered something that made him quite desperate.

This incident made Du Ming, who was originally in a bad mood to a good mood, in a bad mood again!

He didn't bring any money!

Moreover, I didn't bring a penny or a dime!

This......

As the saying goes, a penny is hard for a hero, and now I haven't seen a penny, which is ......

This fairy city is very glorious.

Looking at the bustling small city, countless green buildings and restaurant inns, Du Ming's heart slowly sank, not only that, but even his stomach screamed very cooperatively.

He's hungry!

He vomited all the food he ate yesterday, so now his stomach is empty.

Without money, no matter how brilliant the city is, it is useless.

At this moment, Du Ming exhaled deeply.

"It's all your good deeds!" Du Ming slapped his sword fiercely.

"What's wrong with it, master?" the sword spirit was strange.

"What's wrong with you!"

"I don't know. ”

“......”

"I ...... I really don't know, I've always been very well-behaved, I'm a good baby. The sword spirit looked at Du Ming honestly.

"......" Du Ming didn't bother to talk to this sword spirit.

He was in pain.

It is naturally difficult to live without money, and now the top priority is to make money to fill your stomach, otherwise you will starve for three days and you will starve to death.

Then Du Ming subconsciously looked around......

How do you make money here?

"Don't miss it when you pass by! Look at it, I'm a big stone in my chest! Ten cents at a time, come! Don't miss it when you pass by, the heir of the iron cloth shirt, Luo Hao, a disciple of the King Kong Sect, has passed through your place today, and he has exhausted his entanglement, and he is performing alone!"

Then I saw the performance of "Chest Broken Stone" in the middle of the street.

A boulder was seen placed on the chest of a large man, and then with a sledgehammer......

"Bang!"

The sound made Du Ming's scalp tingle.

Seeing this, Du Ming subconsciously exhaled deeply, forget it, if you perform this yourself, you will be stoned to death.

Besides, I can't afford to buy this hammer......

Du Ming looked ahead again.

Going to work as a guy in a restaurant?

It's impossible to work part-time, it's impossible to work in this life.

When a thief steals some money?

Do you have what it takes?

At this time, Du Ming suddenly remembered the Heavenly Priest and remembered the Immortal Guiding the Way......

Then, he groaned for a while, finally exhaling deeply.

I'm also a traverser anyway, and I've pretended to be so much forced, when it comes to fooling, will I be afraid?

Divine sticks?

That old man can be a magic stick, why can't I!

OK!

..............................

The next day, everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate was in high spirits.

Everywhere is telling the story of Du Ming flying in the air, free in the world.

Some say that Du Ming is rising and goes to the immortal gate to drink tea, some say that Du Ming removes the Demon Guardian Dao, and some say that Du Ming discusses the Tao with the heavenly immortals......

In short, there are a variety of versions.

As soon as Lin Wanru arrived in Qixia Town, he heard that the people of Qixia Town were telling all kinds of stories about Du Ming's flying in the air.

After hearing these rumors, Lin Wanru subconsciously looked at Pu Yan.

"Pu Yan, we may have made a lot of money this time!" Lin Wan felt like he had picked up a treasure.

"Yes, Miss. Pu Yan nodded thoughtfully, and inexplicably felt a cold sweat behind his back.

Fortunately, he didn't offend Du Ming because he had the foresight before, otherwise, he would have offended a person who couldn't be offended!

"Are the gifts ready?"

"Well, according to your request, I brought a fifth-order spirit stone, a high-quality thousand-year-old ginseng ......"

"Well, that's fine. ”

Then Lin Wanru and Pu Yan came to the door of Wanjian Gate.

But as soon as they arrived at the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, the two were stunned.

"Well, who is that old man? Am I mistaken?"

"The old man sweeping the floor of Wanjianmen seems to be ......"

"Qingyangzi senior?"

"Isn't that right...... It is impossible for Qingyangzi seniors to be in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate!"

"But...... This ......"

The two were stupid.