Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past ten days, Song Zhishu has been studying seriously, and it is hard to imagine that a monk does not practice well, but runs to study, if this is spread, I am afraid that it will be laughed at by many people.

However, after ten days of studying, the Confucian righteousness obtained is getting less and less, for no other reason, just because I am working behind closed doors, Confucian learning, it is difficult to obtain new ideas only from the scriptures, to communicate with others, to see some things with your own eyes, so that you can understand what is said in the article.

So the idea of going out for a walk became stronger and stronger in my heart.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a sword roar came from the wooden sword in front of the desk, and this sword sound sounded, instantly attracting Song Zhishu's attention.

The original dilapidated wooden sword has undergone a great change at this moment, and the dirt and cavities on the sword body have fallen off and repaired themselves.

The three-seat formation was also fully restored, and the entire flying sword was completely different.

"If there are dozens or hundreds of righteous spirits, buy a broken spiritual weapon, and after repairing it, you will really be afraid of everything."

Song Zhishu muttered to himself in his heart.

Of course, this is just his own crankiness, after all, not to mention how far away he is from the spirit weapon, even if he really has it, he can't play the role of the spirit weapon.

If you want to exert the power of the spiritual weapon, you must at least practice the Great Perfection of Qi, and if you do not reach the Great Perfection of Qi Training, you will not be able to exert eighty percent of the power of the spiritual weapon.

With the current situation, getting a spiritual weapon can only exert one or two percent of the power at most, and the strength must be stronger than the low-grade magic weapon, and the quality of the artifact is there, but the monk who practices the fourth layer of qi is the most suitable for the medium-grade magic weapon, and the power is maximized when combined.

After the repair of the magic weapon, Song Zhishu did not hesitate, it was better to complete the errand of sending the letter as soon as possible.

Holding the wooden sword tightly, Song Zhishu injected mana, and in an instant, cyan brilliance filled the air, although it was weak, but there was light and no light were two different concepts.

Putting the wooden box containing the letter into the storage bag, Song Zhishu walked out of the room directly.

Four days of going back and forth, counting the four days of playing along the way, Song Zhishu plans to go home within ten days, and the plan after returning home is simple, and there are two inscription jade stones on hand.

Engraving two pieces of jade can just solve the urgent need, otherwise you will really not be able to pay the rent.

Arriving at the fourth layer of Qi training, coupled with the spirit and spirit that he had cultivated for so long, Song Zhishu still had the confidence to engrave a good treasure jade.

Thinking of this, Song Zhishu cleaned up casually and walked out of the room.

The sword is not allowed to fly in the city, this is an iron law, unless the inner disciples and the elders of the Taihao Sword Sect, or the monks of the Jindan Realm, otherwise, they are not allowed to fly the sword, if there is a violation, the first time you will be fined one hundred lower grade spirit stones, the second time you will be fined one thousand, the third time will be ten thousand, and so on.

Song Zhishu didn't have so many spirit stones, and it was impossible to do this kind of thing if he had.

Walking all the way out of the city, there were people moving everywhere, and there were more and more people entering and leaving the city, and this time the sudden price increase of the Taihao Sword Sect really affected many people.

Until now, Song Zhishu didn't understand why the Taihao Sword Sect suddenly raised the price, and what was the meaning of this?

To be reasonable, the inferior spirit house raised two low-grade spirit stones, which seems to be earned, but in fact it must be a loss, forcing people to live in the spiritless area, just in the past ten days, I don't know how many people have moved away.

The spiritual house where Song Zhishu lives has a total of six rooms, except for himself and an old Danshi, the other four are gone, and from a small point of view, the vacancy rate will basically reach about seventy.

This is very strange, from the perspective of trade, it is pure to find trouble.

"Damn the price is rising everywhere now, and the price will also increase when entering and leaving the city, and there is no magic weapon spirit pill that does not rise? Isn't it true that you really want to drive people to a dead end? ”

"Alas, there is no room for survival in the first place, and now that the price has risen in all directions, it seems that the Taihao Sword Sect wants to drive us away."

"Taihao Sword City was built by us, and now it's okay, it's prosperous, and it is ridiculous that you want to kick us again."

"In the past, I was diligent and diligent for a month, and I had six or seven lower-grade spirit stones a month, and I could save some after paying the rent, and my life was not too sad, but now I am working hard and diligently, and I can barely pay the rent, forget it, go to the Jinyang Sect to mix, the Jinyang Sect is said to be not bad, the sect has many tasks, and the returns are also high."

There is hardly anyone on the streets who is not talking about the recent price increase.

This is related to everyone's livelihood, the nominal disciple is a low-level cultivator, in the eyes of the high-level of the Taihao Sword Sect, it is no different from a mortal, it is nothing more than a mortal who has set foot on cultivation.

So even if they are oppressed, no one dares to say anything head-on, so they complain a few words in private, they can live if they can, and if they can't afford to live, they will change places, and no one will stop them if they really want to leave.

Looking at it all the way, Song Zhishu was silent, what Taihao Sword Sect did, there must be some purpose, as for what it was, he couldn't figure it out, but it shouldn't be that he was full and had nothing to do to drive people away, and it was estimated that there would be new changes in the near future.

Otherwise, this Taihao Sword City would really become a dead city.

Coming to the outside of the city, Song Zhishu threw out the wooden sword, and the cyan wooden sword instantly increased several times, full of spirituality, much stronger than before.

Stepping on the flying sword, Song Zhishu went straight to Jicheng.

One thousand and thirty-five miles, the limit of the flying sword is five hundred miles a day, but the limit of one's own mana should be two hundred miles before it is exhausted, unless the spirit stone is consumed, otherwise two hundred miles will have to walk.

Shout.

Stepping on the flying sword, Song Zhishu set off, and there was no spirit stone on hand, so he was ready to walk.

I have to say that there is an essential difference between a good flying sword and a bad flying sword, the previous wooden sword, flying wobbly, to put it mildly, there is a feeling of collapse at any time.

Now it's different, the flight speed is fast and steady, turning into a streamer, galloping, raising the height to fifty zhang, Song Zhishu released mana, blocking the strong wind, lest he can't open his eyes.

Looking down, many buildings shrank instantly, and theoretically could rise to about two hundred zhang, but the slight fear of heights made Song Zhishu not very accustomed to it.

The main reason is that this wooden sword was too scrapped and shaky before, resulting in some fear of heights, but now that it has been repaired, Song Zhishu still maintains his original habits, and he needs to adapt to it for a while.

Along the way, Song Zhishu felt the thrill of Edgeworth's flight, from being cautious at the beginning, to being a little casual in the back, and finally Song Zhishu was moving forward almost at full speed.

The sky is boundless, there are no obstacles at all, and under the protection of the mana, even if you encounter some birds, it will not hurt.

The field of vision is extremely wide, and it is natural to feel that the speed is slow, and there is no reference object like this, after only flying for two hours, Song Zhishu feels that the speed is too slow.

"The limit speed of the lower-grade flying sword, five hundred miles a day, this speed can be regarded as extremely slow."

"The limit speed of the medium-grade flying sword is a thousand miles a day, but in fact, it can't go there."

"The top-grade flying sword is two thousand miles a day, which is a bit of speed, but if you really want to compare, it still can't work."

"The best flying sword is four thousand miles a day, which can be regarded as fast, but if a higher quality speed array is engraved, or a super speed array, it will be different."

Song Zhishu calculated the speed in his heart, and compared with some means of transportation in his previous life, he found that the speed of the flying sword was actually not fast, it was nothing more than that it could fly with people.

Of course, it's mainly because these are ritual weapons.

The cultivation world is divided into magic weapons, the worst is the magic weapon, followed by the spirit weapon, and then the ancient weapon, which can be understood as the ancient spiritual weapon, followed by the Taoist weapon, the treasure with the rhyme, and finally the immortal weapon.

The five major qualities, law, spirit, ancient, Tao, and immortal, are then divided into four grades: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade.

Most monks are trapped in the quality of spiritual weapons throughout their lives.

No matter how high-quality the magic weapon is, you can see it once in a lifetime, that's all.

Practicing qi, building the foundation, knotting Dan, Jindan, Yuan Baby, out of the body, raising the spirit, distracting the mind, crossing the catastrophe, Mahayana, the ten realms are a broad road, but ancient and modern exchanges, the outstanding people are endless, and there are few who can really lift the sun and soar.

And the more you go to the back, the less you will lift the glow, after all, the way to become an immortal is too difficult, and it may be a dream, an ethereal dream.

If the monks of the world ask themselves whether they can see the end of immortal cultivation, they will find that they actually have no concept.

"Get the treasure of all things, find the edge of heaven and earth, step on the lotus and drag the waves to cleanse the sword bones, and shape the holy soul with the void and the wind."

"My generation of monks, when you are at ease, unrestrained, no matter how big the world is, you can't restrain me, no matter how small everything is, there are infinite opportunities."

Song Zhishu surged out, and then moved forward at full speed, of course, the speed was still not fast, but he reduced his mana a little bit to protect him, and there was some strong wind blowing on his clothes.

The road is endless.

And so, in the blink of an eye, two hours had arrived.

Song Zhishu honestly lowered his speed, came to the entrance of the main road, and after showing the token, it was unimpeded.

There are a lot of carriages coming and going on the main road, and many of them are spirit beasts, consignment of magic weapons and pills, and come to Taihao Sword City to peddle them.

Song Zhishu didn't linger for anything, he didn't want to delay the delivery of the letter, so he sped up.

Perhaps because of his strong physique, his running speed is now equivalent to attaching two speed charms, and he is as fast as lightning all the way.

It was late at night.

There were no more people on the main road, except for the Chamber of Commerce who was on the way, there were basically no people.

The flying sword has also rested for a long time, and Song Zhishu did not hesitate, came to the checkpoint of the main road section, explained the situation, and then drove the flying sword away.

You can't fly on the main road, so Song Zhishu can only deviate from twenty miles, and in order to speed up, there is nothing to say.

The moon stars are scarce.

The flight speed is not fast, but it is already doing his best, Song Zhishu looked at the moonlight, and he was also thinking about something.

It's just that, I don't know why, Song Zhishu only felt sleepy for a while, and he was not very tired, but he was a little tired.

If you think about it, it seems that I haven't slept during this time, and now it's normal to be a little tired after rushing continuously.

Without thinking much about it, Song Zhishu planned to fly for two hours and find an inn on the main road to rest.

In this way, after about an hour and a half, the fatigue became more and more intense.

When I came to the main road, after making some inquiries, I learned that there was an inn thirty miles ahead, so I gritted my teeth and sped up some speed.

Another half an hour, Song Zhishu came to the inn, his fatigue was too strong, it was probably caused by overdrawing mana.

It's really a bit undesirable, it's too exciting.

didn't think much about it, after settling in the inn, Song Zhishu opened a room, and planned to rest for half a day, and then set off at dawn tomorrow, which was much safer.

It's just that after coming to the room, Song Zhishu was a little shaky, he frowned slightly, and realized that something was wrong.

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