There are two kinds of laws to protect things, to control things with force, and to protect things with gods.

Resisting things with strength does not mean throwing the divine weapon up with strength, and then stepping on it with the strength of the body to rush forward for a distance. "Force" here refers to mana.

This is also the method chosen by the vast majority of cultivators at present, and after communicating with the mind of the divine soldier, it is driven to fly by mana, and the speed is not bad, and it is also very stable.

However, few people practice with divine objects, because the power of the divine soul is too rare, and once the divine soul is lost, the danger is not small, so even if the divine imperial object has many advantages, such as this imperial object will be more satisfactory, such as faster, such as the power of the divine power is greater, etc., except for those who practice the magic power of the sword, almost no one cares, and over time it will be gradually forgotten by the world.

"Old Duan, you still have to practice more of this imperial method, you can't even catch up with Ryoma!"

Luo Buyi lay on the back of Ryoma and let the snowflakes fall on his face, but it was not cold, but the slightest coolness made people feel intoxicated.

At this time, there is no wind and snow, and it is a rare fine powder snow in Bingzhou, fluttering and sprinkling, not in a hurry or dense.

Ryoma also ran wildly with his hooves rarely, lightly stepping on the snow and bringing up smoke and snow mist, but he steadily left Duan Lao, who was walking in mid-air, behind him.

If others see this scene, they will be frightened, when will the flight speed of the ground-level master not even be able to catch up with a donkey? But if you look carefully, you will only be afraid that you will be scared even more, what breed of donkey can run so fast, even the ground-level master who flies the imperial object can't catch up?

Duan Lao glanced down at the dragon horse under his master's seat with resentment, originally when his master proposed to let him fly the sword, he was still worried that the dragon horse would not be able to keep up with him, after all, the dragon sword in his hand was also extremely fast. But what he didn't expect was that the moment his master finished speaking, Ryoma ran as fast as if he was crazy, and he screamed unbridled as he ran, and then no matter how hard he tried to catch up, he couldn't catch up with Ryoma.

But he couldn't answer his master's words, so he had to defend himself loudly: "It's not that the old slave can't do it, it's really that the dragon horse is not an ordinary livestock beast, and the old slave is willing to bow down!"

After saying this, Duan Lao's old face was a little blushing, it was really not what he wanted to lose to Ryoma, but the fact was so unquestionable that the dignified ground-level master had to accept his fate.

Luo Buyi smiled knowingly, and was just about to speak, but he listened to the "Woo Lu" of Ryoma under the seat, obviously excited after hearing Duan Lao admit defeat, and did not care about Duan Lao's face at all.

What kind of spirit beast is this! Old Duan's face darkened, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

It seems that he knows Duan Lao's heart, and Luo Buyi is also thinking about this issue at this time.

Ryoma was originally a white-haired donkey he met on the shore of Fengyan Lake at the foot of Fengshan Mountain, because when he wanted to get water to drink, he was tricked by Ryoma and had an argument and even a fight, and then made it his mount in order to punish Ryoma.

Later, Ryoma blocked the fireball of the demon king at the top of Fengshan Mountain for him who was still at the Xuan level at that time, and also carried him through Qingcheng Mountain, on Jianmen, and from Zhongzhou to Bingzhou, almost all the trips for more than half a year have been accompanied by Ryoma.

And Ryoma also often shows some supernatural things, no matter what the environment is like walking on the ground, not to mention, is also particularly sensitive to the magic circle, and is quite good at discovering secrets, such as this time without the help of Ryoma, who would have thought that there would be such a large secret room behind the stone carving to store the ice coffin of the main side of the Snow Castle?

Ryoma's various miracles and supernatural spirits show that he must not be extraordinary, but what kind of beast it is is unknown. The demon beast is definitely not, and the words of the spirit beast are not quite like it.

Thinking of the spirit beast egg he left in the Heavenly General's Palace, he couldn't help but sigh at the magic and extraordinariness of the creation.

One man and one donkey galloped on the snowfield, and they were many times faster than when they came, so that it would not be long before they could return to Zhongzhou.

If there are no surprises.

From the Bingzhou Road Zhongzhou, the closer you get to the edge of Zhongzhou, the more trees there are, and there are not a few small sects that choose to open a mountain here, and the Snow Sword Sect is obviously one of them.

A middle-aged sect master Wu Feng of the middle level of the Xuan level, a wife of the master of the beginning of the Xuan level, and more than a dozen disciples who have just entered the yellow level or have not yet entered the grade are all of this small sect.

And according to legend, the reason why they are called the Snow Sword Gate is because the owner's wife, Hui Xin, is really from the Ice Sword Gate, and has a relationship with it.

As for whether this statement is true, no one knows, but the sects in this area are really face-saving, and they will let the Snow Sword Gate have a few points in everything, after all, it is better to believe it or not, so that the Snow Sword Gate is nothing more than a little loss, but if it provokes the Snow Sword Gate, in case people really have dealings with the Ice Sword Gate, wouldn't they be asking for their own hardship?

People are drifting in the rivers and lakes, prudence in words and deeds is the primary condition, and when the road is uneven, you have to weigh your own weight when you draw a knife to help, otherwise how can there be a saying that "there is no way to be blessed and misfortune, but people call themselves"?

Today, all the Snow Sword Sect was dispatched, just because I heard the legends of other sects that someone saw a figure wandering in the nearby dense forest in broad daylight, sometimes disappearing, sometimes appearing not far away, looming, and there was a brilliant light blooming around the body, which was extremely strange.

Originally, this was a good thing, and the appearance of a miracle meant that there must be a treasure on the shining figure. Therefore, Xuejianmen also wants to get involved, after all, the treasures are all destined to live in it, maybe the destined people of this treasure are them?

But this is also a bad thing, there are seven or eight sects nearby, and everyone is here for the baby, how can there be more than a hundred or ten people, and there will be disputes as soon as there are more people, such as now.

Nearly 100 people surrounded a tree tightly, just because of the figure leaning on the trunk and the dozen or so people protecting the figure.

"Master Wu, the treasure is found by everyone, are you too greedy to do this?"

There is a sect master who said everyone's thoughts here, although the Snow Sword Gate may have the Ice Sword Gate as a backer, but everything can't escape a reason, the Ice Sword Gate has been suppressed by the Snow Castle recently, and they don't look down on these small sects, generally speaking, they won't care about them, especially if they are still reasonable.

Wu Feng has his own wife as the backing, and he is also very confident in the face of these seven or eight sects, and when he heard this, he looked around at the crowd around him and hugged his fists and said: "Everyone, Wu Feng of the Snow Sword Sect is polite! It is understandable that the big guys are here for the baby, but this young man has no long body, and there is no place to hide the treasure on his body, obviously he is not the person with the treasure that everyone is looking for, why not let him go, and have to shout and kill?"

The man who spoke earlier frowned, and said, "When our people came here, they clearly saw that this person had a flash of pride, and how could it be that if he was not a treasure?

Cultivators in the world know that after the divine soldier recognizes the master, only by killing its master can the divine soldier have the opportunity to choose the master again.

"This..."Wu Fengyi frowned, feeling quite tricky about this scene.

He didn't think that the person was lying just now, especially when he mentioned that the young man behind him was very likely to take the treasure into his body, he was even more moved, could it be that the young man was a ground-level divine soldier?

To be honest, if it was really a ground-level divine soldier, he would have thoughts, of course, if he didn't recognize the master, it would be fine.

But in this way, he can't convince those people not to do it, although he has his back to his wife, he can't stop so many sect forces, if one is not good, they will be implicated or even killed, at that time, even if the Ice Sword Sect is powerful, what if they die without proof?

Wealth has always touched people's hearts, and all generations are no exception.

Hui Xin knew that his father-in-law knew that he was righteous but he was afraid of the lives of his own disciples, so he had to show his identity as a teacher: "Hui Xin, a disciple of the Hui character of the Ice Sword Sect, has seen all of you!"

The Ice Sword Gate has one more ice word than the Sword Gate, but in fact, it has nothing to do with the Sword Gate, and the swordsmanship practiced is biased to use it to cast spells more, and its disciples have no distinction between the inner and outer doors, but there are "virtuous, Ming, Hui, Wen, Ding" and other words such as "Xian, Ming, Hui, Wen, Ding" and other words are divided, and Hui Xin is the disciple of the Hui Zi generation, and he is the backbone elite in the door, but he doesn't know why he married here.

It is the name of the so-called man, the shadow of the tree.

The Snow Sword Gate, the Ice Sword Gate, is only one word apart, but there is a world of difference.

Everyone listened to Hui Xin reveal his identity, whether they were happy or not, they gave a salute, and their expressions were even more jealous.

Hui Xin's heart was relieved when she saw this, she was afraid that these people would disregard morality for the sake of the treasure and put the Snow Sword Gate into the target of killing, now it seems that they have not yet reached that level, looking at the somewhat eager Xianggong, Hui Xin spoke to everyone again: "If you can trust the Snow Sword Gate, Hui Xin can ask this young man on your behalf!"

This bit of face still has to be given, so everyone nodded in agreement.

Hui Xin and Wu Feng glanced at each other, walked hand in hand to the young man who had been smiling and looking at them, and asked: "This young man, they all said that you have a heavy treasure, if you have it, it is better to hand it over, as long as you hand it over, I will ensure that you will not have to worry about your life!"

"But what if the baby has already recognized the master?" The young man took out a sandalwood paper fan from his arms, which had a faint glow on it, and looked at Hui Xin and Wu Feng with a smile.

The two of them were stunned, and the young man clearly admitted that he was indeed pregnant with a treasure, and that he had already confessed to the Lord, so that the two of them could not do anything for a while.

While the two of them were thinking, the others finally couldn't hold back when they heard this, and one of them said, "He really has a treasure on him!

Wu Feng said angrily: "No! If we kill people at will, what difference are we from demons?"

But now that they knew that the young man had a treasure on him, the people couldn't take care of the two of them who took care of the Xue Sword Gate, and no matter how Wu Feng stopped him, it was useless, and they drew their weapons one by one and approached them.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Hui Xin pulled the angry and unwilling Wu Feng and led a group of disciples to gradually retreat out of the crowd.

"Young man, don't blame me for being ruthless, after killing you and taking the treasure, we will try our best to kill the demons, isn't it much better than you being weak and incompetent?"

"All the disciples listen to the order, for the sake of the human race, kill!"

Several disciples of different sects in the inner circle glanced at each other, gritted their teeth, and raised the sword in their hands to slash at the young man.

The young man with his back to the trunk of the tree smiled when he saw this: "Demons, Terrans, hehe..."

At this moment, an ancient long sword fell from the air, just in front of the young man, setting off a wave of qi that shocked everyone around him and flew out.

"How can the Terrans do such an unbearable thing?"

There were still not many people standing in the field, and when he heard this, he looked behind him, and saw a thin old man walking slowly with a white-haired donkey, and on the back of the donkey sat a young man in a cloak.

The two of them walked in front of the young man, and the young man's sword finger on the donkey's back was lightly clicked, and the quaint long sword on the ground flew back into the sword box behind the old man leading the donkey.

The young man leaned down on the back of the donkey, his eyes were sincere and warm, and he smiled slightly and asked, "What's your name?"

The young man with his back against the trunk shook the paper fan in his hand, put it away with a "snap", hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, and replied word by word:

"Ji Changge!"