Outside Lijing City, above the Zhejiang River.

A sword light flew from the western sky, and then stopped steadily in mid-air on the river.

Zhang Shuo was held in his hand by his master, and shook his head a little dizzy, Zhang Shuo was sure that the speed of the flying sword just now definitely exceeded the speed of sound, if it wasn't for the huge improvement in his physique, he would have burst his blood vessels and died!

When Zhang Shuo regained consciousness, he looked around with a curious expression, where did the master bring him?

Zhang Shuo saw that he was now floating on a river, not far away was a prosperous city, but under the city wall was densely covered with dead corpses, and on the plain on the far right, a huge crack cut the earth, and he couldn't even see the end of this crack in mid-air!

"Hehe, it's not slow!" Just as Zhang Shuo was looking around, an old voice suddenly came from under his feet.

Zhang Shuo looked at his feet in shock, only to see an old man in a black robe sitting quietly on the surface of the river, if it weren't for the layers of ripples on the surface of the water, Zhang Shuo almost thought that the old man had a piece of glass under his buttocks.

The old man in the black robe was Fu Chan, and at this moment, he felt Zhang Shuo's gaze, glanced at Zhang Shuo, bowed his head slightly, and showed a kind smile.

"How many people came?" At this time, Yuan Xiu spoke, and the flying sword under his feet slowly fell, stopping in front of Fu Chan.

"You are the fastest ......" Fu Chan looked at the flying sword at Yuan Xiu's feet and said with a smile, "Although you sword cultivators have not made any achievements in spells, they are among the best when it comes to escape techniques!"

"Escape technique, hum!" Yuan Xiu let out a cold snort, and then did not continue to deal with Fu Cicada, but threw Zhang Shuo in his hand directly into the river.

Zhang Shuo was thrown into the river by his master without any defense, but fortunately he could swim, and after a moment of scramble, he quickly swam up the river.

Master, what are you doing? Floating on the river, Zhang Shuo looked at Yuan Xiu with an innocent face, not understanding why this cheap master threw himself into the water for no reason.

With a wave of Yuan Xiu's hand, the flying sword entered the Spirit Mansion, and his feet landed steadily on the surface of the river, without a trace of ripples.

Facing Zhang Shuo's gaze, Yuan Xiu looked at him lightly, so Zhang Shuo and his master performed staring at each other on the river.

"Haha......" Seeing this scene, Fu Chan laughed heartily.

"Rotten wood can't be carved!" Hearing Fu Chan's laughter, Yuan Xiu no longer looked at his apprentice, but scolded angrily.

Blame me? Zhang Shuo looked at the two old guys inexplicably, what kind of moths are they doing?

"Although you have cultivated to become a grandmaster, your grasp of spiritual energy is very rough, if you can skillfully control spiritual power, you can also float on water like us. Maybe it was because he saw that Zhang Shuo really didn't have any understanding, Fu Chan said on the side.

I see, Zhang Shuo suddenly understood, and then rolled his eyes at his master, don't you just want me to learn to tread water?

Yuan Xiu saw Zhang Shuo rolling his eyes at him, and his face suddenly turned pale, and then he sat on the water with a look of reluctance.

In this way, two gray-haired old men sat quietly on the water, while Zhang Shuo fluttered beside them like a water dog.

Zhang Shuo carefully felt the flow of aura around the two, and soon discovered a trace of mystery, there was a layer of "floor" under the two of them, but this "floor" was not made of glass, but made of aura!

It is precisely because of this layer of spiritual power that the two of them can sit peacefully on the water.

Zhang Shuo also tried to "spread" the aura in his body under his feet, but as soon as the aura rushed out from under his feet, he suddenly lost control, and suddenly his whole person rose from the river like a rocket, and then his spiritual power was exhausted, and then he rushed back fiercely!

Zhang Shuo fell into the water from a height of more than three meters, splashing a large splash, which flew to the side of Fu Chan and the others, and they were blocked by an invisible force.

Zhang Shuo swam out of the river again, spit out the river water that had just choked in his mouth, and then wiped his face fiercely, he gasped for air, and his face showed an excited look - how cool!

Knock-poof!

Zhang Shuo soared into the sky from the river again and again, and then plunged into the river again and again with a very tricky posture, having a lot of fun, suddenly, he felt his neck cold, and suddenly shivered!

Involuntarily, Zhang Shuo glanced in the direction where his master was, and just in time for Shang Yuan Xiu's eyes full of evil spirit, he shrunk his neck and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Zhang Shuo knew that the master was angry, so he had to stop honestly and start to learn how to control the aura more finely.

On the river, Zhang Shuo carefully transported the spiritual energy to his feet, but as soon as the spiritual power reached the soles of his feet, there was a sudden out-of-control phenomenon, which frightened him and quickly put away the spiritual power.

Zhang Shuo also has some understanding of the situation of spiritual power out of control, in fact, in the records of inheritance jade, many spells require this nature of spiritual power to exert power, but how to stabilize spiritual power is not described in the inheritance.

By the way, when he was sacrificing the sword embryo, his spiritual power didn't seem to be out of control? At this time, Zhang Shuo suddenly remembered the scene of forgetting to eat and refine the sword in vain.

When refining the sword embryo, the aura used the sword embryo as a bridge, forming a cycle between Zhang Shuo's left hand and right hand, so that the sword embryo was equivalent to an extension of Zhang Shuo's body, so there was no loss of control.

Zhang Shuo's mind flashed with inspiration, he slowly mobilized the aura to poke out from his left foot, and then his right foot was close to his left foot to let the spiritual power flow in, although there was a thin layer of water between the two feet, but the aura no longer showed signs of getting out of control!

Seeing this situation, Zhang Shuo immediately showed excitement, he carefully parted his feet, and as the distance between the two feet became farther and farther, the operation of the aura became more and more difficult.

When Zhang Shuo's feet were separated by more than a palm's width, the aura became a little unsustainable, and he immediately stopped his feet, looking relaxed, because he found that before he knew it, he was already standing on the water.

"The son can be taught!" Seeing that Zhang Shuo finally understood, Yuan Xiu nodded with satisfaction.

"Good!" Fu Cicada on the side also stroked his beard with a smile on his face.

Zhang Shuo seemed to have found a toy child at this time, walking crookedly on the river, like a lame water fly, after a while, maybe tired, he also learned to sit on the river with two old men, pretending to be a master of the world.