The eagle left the canyon and headed for the Nine Dragons Mountains.

In fact, with the current situation, it can't cause much commotion if you find a place to land, after all, the movement in the canyon is too big, but Xiao Feng wants to slow down and fly in the sky for a while, so the speed of the eagle is not fast.

Along the way, the atmosphere is inevitably a little dreary.

Xiao Feng stepped on the sword and came back, he didn't say a word, just looked at the clouds in a daze, not like he had anything on his mind, but he was obviously absent-minded, with no expression, more like he was numb to everything.

Nangong Qingyi is actually a person who has no scruples, he was a little unacceptable to Xiao Feng's great power at first, and when Ling carved out of the canyon, he came back to his senses, he was originally curious, and he was going to ask, but looking at Xiao Feng's empty and unreal back, his heart began to hair, and he wondered if he passed, Xiao Feng would inexplicably become a paper figure and drift away with the wind.

Because of this strange idea, Nangong Qingyi hesitated for a long time and actually took back the determination he had made, looking at the clouds for a while and Xiao Feng for a while, scratching his ears and cheeks a little.

Zhuge Li was the calmest of the three, he neither looked at Xiao Feng nor Nangong Qingyi, he just looked at the clouds lightly, and there was an indifferent attitude that had nothing to do with himself.

No one was going to speak, so they walked silently for a hundred miles.

The last thing that broke the silence was a long cry from the eagle.

Xiao Feng came back to his senses and looked around, he had already arrived at the Jiulong Mountain Range.

The winding mountain road, the clouds and mist of the Qianzhang Mountain Range, and the strange peaks and strange rocks in the hazy area, at first glance really look like the magnificent scenery of Kowloon soaring into the sky.

He smiled and said softly, "Fly a little longer, is that okay?"

The eagle screamed again, and burrowed into the clouds again.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and it was even more hazy when it was obscured by the clouds.

Xiao Feng approached the two, sat down in front of them, and said apologetically, "Can I scare you?"

Nangong Qingyi suddenly had no scruples, and shook his head again and again, "How can there be, how can there be, it's really an eye-opener, I heard before that there is a royal immortal trick that can take people's heads for thousands of miles, and now this is a thousand miles away, this imperial swordsmanship, amazing, amazing." ”

Xiao Feng's face became a little strange, "Are you sure that a person can be carried by a sword and fly out of thin air?"

Nangong Qingyi hurriedly patted his ass, "Who are you, you are a god, and an immortal is something that ordinary people can't ......."

It's just that before he finished his words, he suddenly choked.

Xiao Feng slowly took off his coat, and then took off a complex mechanism inlaid with a lot of airbag machinery from his body, and said, "This was sent by a friend a few days ago, there are many mechanisms in it, which can be puffed up through things like air holes, if a person is relatively light, it can float, and if that person happens to be very handy at using the strength of the true qi, it seems that Edgeworth can also do it." ”

"I just want those people to be a little more jealous of me, save a few temptations, and no one's life will be comfortable. He paused and looked at Nangong Qingyi sincerely, "Do you want to try?"

Nangong Qingyi's face was dark, and he dared to slap the donkey's hooves.

He was a little unwilling, and asked, "What about the sword, the thunder and lightning, and the strange pattern you drew on the sword?"

Xiao Feng was not in a hurry and said, "Luck, have you heard of it?"

He said to Nangong Qingyi, but his eyes were looking at Zhuge Li.

"What the hell?" shouted Nangong Qingyi.

Zhuge Li slowly spoke, "All things in heaven and earth came into being, and this luck is luck." Man is the primate of all things, and this spirit is also luck. Gather wisdom, talent, morality, and thousands of variables. Luck, heaven and earth decide, a person has been destined since he was born with good luck, which is related to his future destiny. Divination on the Impermanence Mountain is said to also use the theory of luck, saying that the fortune teller can see a person's luck clearly, so as to speculate on people's good fortune and misfortune, so as to spy on the heavens. ”

"It's so mysterious. Nangong Qingyi's face was tangled, with a big expression.

Xiao Feng turned his head to look at Nangong Qingyi, "If it's not profound, it's good luck, the more luck, the better luck." ”

Nangong Qingyi blinked, suddenly jumped up, pointed at Xiao Feng and stammered, "That, that...... Those golden dragons can't be lucky, right?"

"Well, the theory of luck has always been ethereal, but there is a record that when the army of luck is cast, the intangible and formless luck will be condensed into substance, and it will be encamped in the weapon, which is those things. Xiao Feng said slowly, thinking of the purple long sword that was slowly fading in his hand, and said, "As for the luck you see surging out, it's actually not as magical as you think, as long as you open an opening in an unformed place." ”

He pursed his lips, "As long as it's unformed, there's room for redemption." ”

Nangong Qingyi has already begun to scream, "It's all luck, you still let people go, you don't want to give it to me, can you not be so upright?"

"Do you know why the sword attracts thunder?" Xiao Feng's face suddenly became a smile, "The sword can withstand the split, do you think you can withstand it?"

Nangong Qingyi was speechless for a moment, and he said stupidly, "What's the use except for being a little louder?"

"I don't know what's the use," Xiao Feng retracted his gaze and suddenly sighed, "But I know one thing, in this huge world, except for today's half-broken handle, there are only three handles. ”

Zhuge Li immediately understood what Xiao Feng meant, and his face turned pale.

"Three handles?" Nangong Qingyi didn't think so, pouted with disdain, and then suddenly showed a depressed expression, as if he was still a little regretful.

Xiao Feng continued, "I crippled that sword, and then sealed it with a prohibition, that strange pattern is the self-destruction prohibition I learned from a senior, if no one moves it in the future, it will be a very good sword, if someone thinks about it, that sword will become a complete waste sword." ”

At this point, he suddenly stopped talking.

Nangong Qingyi waited for a long time, but he didn't hear Xiao Feng speak again, and his heart was itching, so he reminded, "What else?" he was a little incoherent, "It's those thunders, why are they suddenly gone." ”

Xiao Feng still didn't speak, but looked at the sea of clouds with empty eyes, seeing Nangong Qingyi feel furious again, he was about to say that if he didn't want to say it, forget it, then he heard Xiao Feng suddenly say, "I have a monster hidden in my body." ”

Both young men froze.

Xiao Feng hooked the corners of his mouth shallowly, and his voice became ethereal and hollow, "That monster is omnipotent and has no taboos, so some things are easy to do." ”

Nangong Qingyi had long regarded Xiao Feng as a monster, much faster than Zhuge Li's reaction, he laughed dryly, "It turns out that you were discussing with the monster just now, no wonder I feel weird, it seems that I am still lucky." ”

Xiao Feng was stunned, and returned to normal in a blink of an eye, and said with some surprise, "Just now, I was thinking about what that sword could involve, not dealing with monsters." ”

Nangong Qingyi choked and felt a little embarrassed.