Yang Zhao returned the original small yard to rent, and then packed up the bedding and moved it to the new courtyard.

This Erjin courtyard is located in the middle of nowhere, quite far away from Yang Zhao's original rented place, surrounded by mostly small traders who rent and live, each family rents one or two rooms, and more than ten families can live in one courtyard.

But her new landlord only wants to rent out as a whole, and does not want the house to be divided into pieces, so she can rent this yard at a relatively cheap price under the consumption level that has not been living in Huanglonggang for a long time.

Yang Zhao asked Shen Ruoyu to choose the house where she lived first, and then she also chose one herself, whether he lived in this house or not, she must have it.

After picking the house, she began to clean the room, there were more rooms, she used the dust removal spell more than 30 times to clean up the yard, and then she was busy buying a lot of bedding, tables and chairs to fill a dozen rooms, and the rest of the rooms were cleaned and empty.

After a hard day's work, she looked at the clean yard and was in a good mood, so she found a suitable place and put her futon under a big tree.

Although she is not afraid to enter the house now, she still hates small places in her heart.

After arranging the futon, she began to study the art of flying again.

This spell is more difficult, Yang Zhao tried it more than a dozen times and couldn't find a trick, so she could only ask Shen Ruoyu for advice.

Shen Ruoyu glanced at the book and found a problem.

"You can't learn this flying spell in the book in your life, this matter is my carelessness, you can learn it from me in the future."

"What's wrong?" Yang Zhao was a little puzzled.

Shen Ruoyu patted the book in his hand: "His flying spell wants to operate the spiritual power in the meridians, but the meridians on it are different from ours, and you can't fly if you learn it." I was going to let you learn some more advanced spells, but it turned out that you still had to learn some old spells. ”

Listening to the words of the ancestor, Yang Zhao remembered that at the beginning, Shen Ruoyu did not teach her spells, because all spells would be updated, promoted by many monks from generation to generation, and become more concise and practical.

And he has been dead for hundreds of years, he is an antique of the Ming Dynasty, he is afraid that he will not be able to keep up with the development of the times, so he never teaches spells, and Yang Zhao learns spells in the spell book that Zong Sheng gave her.

"It's okay, just fly if you can, the ancestor is tired of you!"

Shen Ruoyu waved her hand and asked her to take out a pen and paper to record, and he began to dictate the flying spell.

Then Shen Ruoyu taught her step by step how to pinch the mantra and how to use her spiritual power.

This is really a lot easier to learn, and Yang Zhao can get his feet slightly off the ground after trying it twice.

Yang Zhao was a little excited, since she could keep her feet off the ground, she no longer pursued height, and began to shift the direction of her study to movement.

Shen Ruoyu took his mobile phone and began to shoot videos for him.

I saw her scurrying around the yard motionless with her feet less than 20 centimeters above the ground, with a weird smile on her face, and behaving like a ghost.

Shen Ruoyu looked at her and frowned slightly: "What are you doing?" Is it called flying at such a short height? If you are a little taller, you have to say less than a foot. ”

More than a foot is more than three meters, Yang Zhao sneered all over his face, and began to slowly increase his height.

She didn't feel anything wrong when she was more than one meter, and it didn't hurt to fall on the ground when she was more than two meters, but when she reached three meters, she was a little nervous, and she didn't dare to move when she floated in mid-air.

Although he knew that even if he fell to the ground, he would not kill her, and he would not even be injured. But she was always a little empty about her lonely behavior of floating in the air without any support.

Shen Ruoyu looked at her motionless in mid-air, frowning a little, and beckoned a small wooden block that had not appeared for a long time to be pulled out of the room by him with spiritual power.

Then, he gently slapped the table, and many small wooden blocks floated up in the air, trapping Yang Zhao in place.

"I'll help you."

Yang Zhao watched as a small piece of wood appeared with a green light, coming towards her at a speed she had never touched before.

She subconsciously shifted to the side, and the flying spell on her body was broken.

"Bang!" With a thud, she fell.

Shen Ruoyu asked leisurely beside him: "Does it hurt?" ”

Yang Zhao got up and shook his head with a sneer.

Although the fall was sudden, she still reacted and spread a layer of spiritual power under her body to resist the impact of the ground.

Shen Ruoyu knocked on the table: "Are you still scared now?" ”

"I'll probably have to try a few more times."

Yang Zhao pinched the trick and recited the mantra, and he floated into the sky again and got into the group of small wooden blocks.

Then, as soon as the block moved, she would plant it if she wanted to hide.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Bang bang.........

I don't know how many times he fell, but Yang Zhao finally had enough of the lesson and was able to dodge the attack of Sancheng's wooden blocks in the sky.

Although Yang Zhao's cultivation increased, the strength of the small wooden block also increased by a hundredfold.

In the evening, although she had been prepared, she was still bruised by the small wooden block.

She could only use her spiritual power to promote blood circulation and remove stasis, and after about twenty minutes, the bruises on her body had disappeared.

She ran to Shen Ruoyu refreshed and copied the video on his phone.

I edited it myself a little and posted it on the online platform.