Chapter 587: The Good Fate Zhao Xuan

After dawn, Shen Yun really took Zhao Xuan with him, and the sword flew back to Baili City.

Originally, Shen Yun's plan was to let Zhao Xuan see with his own eyes the miserable situation of the people in the city after Baili City was ceded to foreign races, so as to give the latter a strong stimulus. Perhaps under such stimulation, the latter can also open the Mud Pill Palace like Luo Yan and them.

Who knows, as soon as Zhao Xuan stood on the flying sword, his two legs were like soaked noodles, straight and soft, and he was trembling and completely unable to exert his strength.

"My lord, I ......" He knew that this was a rare opportunity. But he was really uncomfortable. The cold sweat that swished out of his forehead was bigger than that of soybeans.

Shen Yun glanced at his heart, and immediately understood-it turned out to be a fear of heights.

Also. As a mortal, how could he ever have the experience of Edgeworth flying high in the sky?

In fact, it's not just mortals who are afraid of heights. The same goes for monks. In the jade slip, before the patriarch introduced the sword technique, he deliberately brought it up. If beginners are afraid of heights, the instructor may wish to tie the beginner's eyes with a tulle towel and experience it first. Generally speaking, once born, two times matured, and after a few more experiences, beginners will gradually adapt to high-altitude flying. The fear of heights is not cured.

So, he gently proposed, "I was negligent." The flying sword flies high and fast. Your first time riding a flying sword, it is inevitable that you will not be able to adapt to it. So, you cover your eyes with a veil and sit down to breathe, and the discomfort will soon subside. At that time, you will find that the flying sword is much smoother than the carriage. ”

I see. Zhao Xuan was greatly comforted. The guilt and embarrassment in my heart immediately dissipated most of it.

"Yes. He hurriedly took out a white silk handkerchief and tied it to his head as he said to cover his eyes.

Sure enough, I don't need pranayama to feel much better.

"My lord, this method is very effective. He breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

Shen Yun stroked his palm and chuckled: "Of course." This is a common method used by the Xiuzhen sect when teaching its disciples the art of imperial swordsmanship. ”

Zhao Xuan was surprised: "If Lord Xianguan learns the sword technique for the first time, he will also feel uncomfortable?"

"They're human too. If you return to Edgeworth, you may not be able to adapt to such a high position. That's normal. Shen Yun deliberately replied lightly.

When Zhao Xuan heard this, the little shame and embarrassment left in his heart was gone, and he sat cross-legged, his heart was upward, and he began to breathe.

Shen Yun saw that his breath gradually stabilized, and the cold sweat on his forehead quickly retracted. Only then did he put his mind at ease, turned around, and looked at the edge of the sword in front of him.

After a while, Zhao Xuan also felt that the feeling of discomfort was completely gone.

As the lord said, sitting on the flying sword, there is no bump at all. If it weren't for the whirring wind in his ears, he would have felt that this was no different from meditating on a futon.

Where can a carriage compare!

Thinking about it again, the lord's expression was brisk, like no one, standing at the front of the flying sword with his hands in his hands, and he only felt that an old face seemed to be burning. couldn't help but pinched the outside of his right thigh, and scolded himself in his heart: Zhao Xuan, Zhao Xuan, you don't even have the courage to stand on the flying sword, what are you talking about!

Immediately, another firm voice sounded in his heart: "What do you say about being dead? Follow the lord, why worry about the immortal road? Sooner or later." Isn't it just standing up on a flying sword? Zhao Xuan, you can definitely do it. Hurry up and get up!"

Zhao Xuan couldn't sit still anymore. However, at the thought of standing on top of the flying sword, the two legs immediately became difficult to use.

At this time, the voice in my heart sounded again: "Zhao Xuan, although I follow the lord, I don't have to worry about not being able to step on the immortal road." But the premise is, you must be able to keep up with the lord! Now, you don't even have the courage to stand on the flying sword, so cowardly, this is the rhythm of losing the lord sooner or later. ”

When Zhao Xuan heard this, he was not in a hurry.

The originally calm atmosphere was chaotic again in the blink of an eye.

He quickly took a deep breath and said to himself: No, I will lose it. For the rest of my life, I will swear to follow the Lord to the death. Never regret it!

Yes, no regrets!

His heart was hot, and he tore off the blindfolded silk handkerchief.

The first thing that catches your eye is the long and straight cyan back of the lord.

The past since he met the lord flashed through his mind like a marquee.

Yes, following the Lord is a choice I will not regret in this life.

Now it's the lord of Edgeworth, what do I have to be afraid of!

Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of me, and it is the tiger's den in Longtan, I regard it as the way home.

So, what's so scary!

A stream of heat suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart. Between the lightning and the fire, he seemed to hear the sound of his heart blooming.

It's a really mysterious, amazing feeling. He shuddered vigorously and came back to his senses.

Ahh

Zhao Xuan was surprised and looked around.

The sword was still high in the air, much faster than before.

The wind blew the sleeves of his robe and rattled.

The sky seemed to get lower all of a sudden. And the earth suddenly became much smaller. The most important thing is that he only feels that his eyes are bright, and his heart has never been more relaxed and comfortable.

Gone are the uncomfortable feeling of whirling the world before.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to fly!

That's great!

Zhao Xuan let out a long breath of turbidity, couldn't help but spread his arms, and said loudly with a smile: "Lord, I'm so unhappy now!"

In fact, Shen Yun had been paying close attention to him with his divine sense. Therefore, I know everything about him.

At this moment, Shen Yun was not surprised to hear that his breath was already stable, but it was much thicker than before, and it was actually the appearance of a sudden great improvement in strength, Shen Yun was not surprised: What happened just now? Why did he break through? And I didn't notice it at all!

Where did he have any thoughts to hurry? With a thought, he found a small hill near where no one was around, and lowered the flying sword.

"You just broke through. Come, sit down, I'll take your pulse. Collecting the flying sword, he said urgently.

Zhao Xuan was still immersed in the excitement just now, and when he heard the words, he was stunned, like a fool, and couldn't react at all.

Shen Yun simply pulled the person to sit down and repeated: "Reach out, I'll check your pulse." ”

Zhao Xuan sat on the ground with a buttocks, finally came back to his senses, and said in surprise: "Lord, I really broke through......?"

"Silence!" Shen Yun glanced at him.

Zhao Xuan was shocked by his gaffe just now, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his right hand.

Shen Yun suspected that he had broken through his state of mind. Therefore, directly condense the spiritual power and divine consciousness into silk and go to explore the Mud Pill Palace.

Sure enough, the Mud Pill Palace has undergone a big change!

Not only has it doubled in size, but it is also open-minded.

You can actually open the Mud Pill Palace with a flying sword! Shen Yun couldn't help but have black lines on his head, and he was familiar with his divine sense into the Mud Pill Palace.