Chapter 222: Yi Baimo

Yi Baimo just opened his mouth and wanted to say something to the little fat man. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But at this moment, the old man in white also fell in the middle of everyone in an instant.

"Meet the ancestor of the head of the family, I can't meet you from afar, and I ask for forgiveness!" As soon as Senior Brother Feng saw this white-clothed and white-bearded old man, he immediately knelt on the ground.

Although he has never seen the head of Tianfang Pavilion, he has also seen his photo in the jade pendant, this look, this momentum, this cultivation, who else can he be if he is not the head of Tianfang Pavilion.

Although Duan Tian's head had already tried his best to restrain his coercion, the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage still made these outer disciples of the Qi Refining Stage feel a huge pressure, and it was only after Senior Brother Feng shouted out that the group of disciples of the Heavenly Pavilion reacted.

Everyone at the outer gate of the Tianfang Pavilion knelt down in unison, and the whole venue could be heard of needles falling, and everyone didn't dare to take a breath. His eyes were always fixed on the ground, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

With a wave of Duan Tian's robe, everyone felt a fresh breeze blowing on their faces, and a pair of invisible arms held everyone up.

"Don't be nervous! I came to the outer gate this time, I was entrusted by Hu Yang, and now the situation in the Tianfang Pavilion is unstable, for the sake of safety, everyone should follow me to the inner gate." ”

Before everyone could reply, a flash of inspiration appeared in Duan Tian's master's hand, and a large piece of spiritual light wrapped everyone in an instant.

Duan Tian took more than two hundred outer disciples and galloped towards the inner gate of the Tianfang Pavilion, causing the originally noisy inner gate to suddenly become extremely empty, without the breath of a living person.

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Just when Duan Tian went to the outer gate of Tianfang Pavilion.

Hu Yang is already flying freely in the air.

I don't know if I don't fly, I am scared when I fly. For the first time, Hu Yang was able to fly in the sky, and his excitement was self-evident.

After Hu Yang only found an approximate location, he flew towards the periphery of the Tiannan Kingdom, and this Tianfang Pavilion was located in the center of the Tiannan Kingdom, and it was thousands of miles away from the Sorrowful Desert.

Hu Yang experienced the pleasure of speed in the air, and even sometimes deliberately swayed left and right to draw a few oblique arcs.

Looking at the few birds flying by beside him from time to time, Hu Yang laughed happily.

This is the first time that Hu Yang feels that this Xuanyue Continent can also be so comfortable, this feeling is like when Hu Yang is in his hometown, just like Hu Yang runs to the Internet cafΓ© to buy a bottle of Coke and bring a pack of cigarettes in his spare time, and he can spend a happy afternoon carefree.

At that time, Hu Yang always felt that time was so short, and it was time for dinner before he had played a few games of League of Legends, so he could only reluctantly get off the plane to check out and return to his shabby and humble rental house.

And later, even such simple days were far away from Hu Yang. He had to fight for his life, he had to make money to fill his stomach, which made it difficult for him to have time to enjoy that leisure afternoon.

Hu Yang shook his head and no longer recalled these troubled pasts.

He watched the birds pass by, and slowly liked the feeling.

At this time, Hu Yang felt that if he wore a gray and gray gown, and then got a long straight black flowing hair, and stepped on a flying sword with cold light under his feet, it would be simply handsome. That is definitely the image of a master in Hu Yang's mind.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

This is the man in the rivers and lakes of Hu Yang's dream, and now Hu Yang feels that if he changes his clothes and is paired with a spirit sword, the effect will not be much worse.

So Hu Yang narcissistically imagined the way he walked with his sword, and happily flew forward.

Hu Yang tried hard to speed up, hitting the limit speed he could achieve again and again, until Hu Yang could no longer be faster by half a minute, Hu Yang gave up, maintained the fastest speed he could achieve now, and flew in the sky.

"Ahh

In this way, Hu Yang kept flying into the distance, and his speed did not decrease at all.

In this first flight, Hu Yang felt that everything was too novel and interesting, and he was really reluctant to stop.

Hu Yang looked at the trees, peaks, rivers, and fields that were constantly speeding away on the ground, and his ears were filled with gusts of wind. In this way, Hu Yang kept rushing on the road, and on the first day, Hu Yang felt full of passion and was happy in his heart. The next day, Hu Yang was a little bored, his eyes were full of unchanged white clouds and mountain peaks, and looking at the birds flying by him from time to time, Hu Yang no longer paid attention to it. On the third day, Hu Yang's eyes changed, his eyelids were pulled, and he hurried listlessly, and even the speed of his flight decreased.

By the tenth day, Hu Yang had simply closed his eyes and kept flying forward at an unhurried speed, anyway, now that there was a god-like navigation of the main god, Hu Yang was not afraid that he would run the wrong way. He just needs to follow the route given by the main god and keep flying forward, and Hu Yang now understands the truth that the extremes of things must be reversed. It's like making you eat a peerless delicacy every day, and you won't have to eat it for the rest of your life to feel like it's like shit.

No matter how good something is, if there are too many, it will have no value, and it will only make people feel bored.

Hu Yang is now in such a state, after the novelty of flying at the beginning has passed, Hu Yang feels that this flying in the air is simply a kind of inhumane torture. He couldn't do anything except keep his standard body shape and fly forward, and this feeling of boredom and loneliness even made Hu Yang have some urge to die. It felt like flying was like a kind of torture, so that Hu Yang could not escape.

Finally, on the fifteenth day, Hu Yang couldn't hold it anymore, and he also wanted to hurry up very much, but Hu Yang felt that he would definitely go crazy if he continued to fly like this. In addition, although Hu Yang has reached the foundation building period, his stomach will still be hungry, and now after fifteen days of sleepless flight, Hu Yang's stomach has also begun to croak, and he has protested to Hu Yang.

So Hu Yang decided to stop and find a place to rest for a day, and now he is only about three or four thousand miles away from the Sorrowful Desert, and at Hu Yang's speed, he will be able to arrive in less than ten days.

At this time, Hu Yang even thought that this period of heaven was not in charge of flying for such a long time, so he deliberately handed over the task of this pit father to himself? Originally, Hu Yang felt that this trip out, he was angry with fresh horses, birds and flowers along the way, wouldn't it be happy! But... But when Hu Yang really embarked on the journey, he knew how big the gap between reality and ideals was, Hu Yang secretly felt that he would never take on this kind of task that required a long journey in the future, he would rather fight those disgusting and ugly half-human demon beasts for a few days, and he didn't want to travel alone for a long time, he felt that after he went back, he must let Duan Tian give him an annual model worker. (To be continued.) )