I didn't expect that this world is not only gourd baby, but also the magic pen Ma Liang.

Zhou Yang looked at the mobile phone in his hand, there was a small point of light on it, representing the location of Ma Liang-

After Zhou Yang realized that the little boy was Ma Liang, he flicked a locator the size of a grain of rice and stuck it to Ma Liang's body.

Relying on the induction of the early warning aircraft in the sky, you can grasp the location of Ma Liang at any time.

Zhou Yang stretched out his hand to enlarge the picture on the screen, and soon a mountain village appeared on the screen.

At this time, it was already dark at night, and the village was quietly located at the foot of the mountain, except for a few chickens and dogs moving in the dark night, and the picture on the screen seemed to be playing a business game.

Zhou Yang glanced at the sleeping Doudou and disappeared into the bedroom.

Turning into a light and shadow, under the cover of night, it quickly disappeared into the city.

Soon, the small mountain village was already in sight.

The mist shrouded the small mountain village, a layer of ice crystals condensed on the withered grass and trees, and the occasional barking of dogs could be heard far away in the night.

Zhou Yang followed the tracker and came to the door of a small courtyard.

Wood-fenced yards, simple thatched huts.

With a sweep of his mind, there was no one else in the room, only a child of five or six years old, covered with a tattered quilt, lying on the bed and falling asleep.

Even if he got the magic brush, Ma Liang did not paint a high-rise building for himself and painted a few brocade quilts and cotton clothes.

The magic pen was placed next to his bed, and the silver pen body and black wolf hair were the ones I saw before.

It looks ordinary, but it has magical powers.

"Vientiane is invisible! Pardon! ”

Zhou Yang took out an appendix and patted it lightly on his body.

His figure faded away.

Gently crossed the firewood and walked into the hut, there was not a trace of movement, not even the floating dust on the windowsill.

The body of the magic pen is a little cool in the hand, and it is slightly heavier than the ordinary bamboo and wood brush.

Zhou Yang took out a piece of paper, and he didn't need to dip it in pen and ink, and he could draw on the paper.

He is still very confident in his artistic accomplishment, and with a stroke of his pen and ink, he drew a small flower cat on the paper.

Although it is not said how realistic, it is also cute and cute, and it has a bit of cat charm.

"Meow Meow~"

The imaginary meow did not sound.

Zhou Yang looked at the flower cat on the paper, his face darkened.

"Could it be that the drawing on paper doesn't work?"

Zhou Yang took the pen, walked to the wall on the side, splashed ink, and waved an apple.

He blinked.

The apple on the wall is still a painting, and it has not become a real apple.

Zhou Yang groped his chin and found that he didn't seem to be able to hold the pen.

"It seems that the ability to make the pen come true is not only the role of this pen, but is closely related to Ma Liang."

Zhou Yang thought for a moment, and a portal suddenly appeared, and the light inside shone in the room.

Nian Power wrapped the sleeping Ma Liang and sent him to the carry-on space.

Since the pen is not good, the person holding the brush should be packed and taken away.

Ma Liang's parents died when he was a child, and he was alone, and he didn't have anything to worry about in this world.

Zhou Yang took it away, and he didn't have any burden in his heart.

Like the gourd baby, there is no need for the control and Gu of the soul gem, such a simple-minded child, just wait for the return to the wasteland, send to the school for excellent political and ideological education, under the guidance of correct values, will definitely become his powerful help.

In the night, Zhou Yang flew up to the sky and flew in the direction of Jingshi.

In the sky above Zhou Yang's head, five spaceships flew in the direction of Jingshi in the direction of Jingshi under the Gangfeng layer. At the same time, the scanned terrain is corroborated with the map that Zhou Yang bought from the outside to ensure that the direction of Zhou Yang's travel is accurate.

"I came from the mountains, brought orchids and plants, planted them in the small yard, and hoped that the flowers would bloom early ······"

The singing voice from the headset suppressed the wind noise in his ears, and accompanied by the singing, Zhou Yang flew happily.

Soon, the morning light was faint, and the east was a piece of fish belly white, and at the same time, a faint purple color grew at the dark junction of fish belly white and the sky.

After eating an orange, the sky bloomed with golden light, and its path was bright!

"It's beautiful!"

Every world is different.

Just like natural beauty, carved out of nature, each with a different sense of beauty.

This kind of beauty can only be enjoyed by the Sea King.

In the same way, the beauty of each world can only be appreciated by those who travel through it.

"Huh?"

When Zhou Yang was admiring the beauty, he suddenly felt as if his ankle had been dragged by someone.

Looking down, on the top of the mountain below, a reckless man in animal skin was saluting him.

Zhou raised his brows and furrowed slightly, raised his guard, and landed.

On the top of the mountain, the vast man wrapped in animal skins, bathed in golden light, looks like a god.

"Baiyun Mountain God Wang Dong, meet the immortals!"

When the vast man saw Zhou Yang who had landed on the top of the mountain, he took out a golden scroll from his arms, raised his hands above his head, bowed down and said, "This is a volume of 'Tengyun Technique', dedicated to the immortals." ”

"Oh?"

Zhou Yang was a little surprised.

On this Wang Dong's body, the momentum is connected with the mountain, and it is really the mountain god of this Baiyun Mountain.

It's hard to fake that.

And this Wang Dong, calling himself down, turned out to be to offer a book of spells.

"What do you mean?"

Nothing to do, the eyes are diligent, either treacherous or thief.

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

"I beg the immortal to have mercy, Dong was named the god of Baiyun Mountain for three hundred and twenty-eight years by the previous dynasty, and now he is trapped in Baiyun Mountain and cannot leave, but because of the incense cut off, he is about to lose his divine position, the spiritual vein of Baiyun Mountain has been cut off at the beginning of the founding of this dynasty, and the aura is lacking.

Wang Dong said, leaning over and pleading.

He just saw Zhou Yang flying over Baiyun Mountain, but he didn't cast a flying spell, just flew instinctively, so he guessed that the other party might not have a flying spell, so he had this operation.

When Zhou Yang heard this, he reached out and took the golden book held high by Wang Dong's hands and opened it to take a look.

There are two spells recorded on it, one is the Vertical Golden Light Technique.

There is nothing special about this spell, and after it is cultivated, it is only the same as the speed of the high-speed train. For Zhou Yang, it is not of great use.

However, the Cloud Soaring Technique is a very good spell. After the completion of the cultivation, the north of the north more twilight, day travel thousands of miles, night travel thousands of miles.

And compared to Zhou Yang's instinctive flight now, the consumption of spiritual power is very small.

"The Cloud Soaring Technique is good. However, this seat cannot be passed on. There is a spirit gathering formation, which can absorb the aura of a hundred miles away, which can help you condense the law body and get out of such a predicament. ”

Zhou Yang said, shook his hand and threw out a formation map, and then flew up and left Baiyun Mountain.

The Baiyun Mountain God held the Spirit Gathering Array with both hands, and after a little practice, he was suddenly overjoyed, and said loudly in the direction where Zhou Yang left: "Thank you Immortal for your mercy!" ”