"It's Qifeng Forest below, how do you feel?" On a small flying boat in the sky, Lu Qianming slowed down his flight speed and asked Mo En, who was smiling and resisting the cold wind in the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

From the Cloud Barrier Valley to the Qifeng Forest, the distance is more than 10,000 miles. In the past few days of continuous flight, Lu Qianming has not used his mana to protect Mo En, so Mo Yun has always had to rely on his mana to resist the pressure and cold brought by high-altitude flights, and his life is quite difficult. However, resisting the stress and cold of flying is itself a basic ability for monks to fly. Although Morn has not yet reached the stage where he can fly, Lu Qianming still seized every opportunity to exercise Morn's ability and did not protect Morn too much.

"Master, don't worry, I can still withstand it. Retracting some of the mana that had been defended in front of him, Morn moved his aching body and looked down with a smile. Although the pressure of high-altitude flight is not small, Lu Qianming deliberately controlled the speed and did not let the pressure exceed Moen's limit. In the past few days, Mo En has relied on the continuous supply of mana from the ring of the five elements, but he has successfully persevered, and his cultivation has even improved slightly. Although the Five Elements of Chaos were extremely difficult to take root in, they also showed their benefits at this time.

And what made Mo En even happier was that after establishing the master-apprentice relationship, he and Elder Lu got a lot closer, although Lu Qianming was still very serious when he instructed him to practice, but he was usually a lot more easy-going in words, and even occasionally joked with Mo En. This made Mo En feel an unprecedented warmth, and he admired Lu Qianming more and more. Compared with the warmth of this heart, the bitter cold of the multi-day journey is nothing.

"That's good. The Five Elements of Chaos are indeed unique in terms of durability. Generally, a monk who cultivates the third level of qi may not have as long as you have persisted, but it's a pity... Lu Qianming said with a sigh. After officially accepting Mo En as a disciple, Lu Qianming also let go of his wariness of the outside world for many years, and sincerely accepted Mo En as a child he had been watching grow up. While Mo En admired him, Lu Qianming also had a kind of licking affection for Mo En. So when he felt that Morn had a difficult road ahead, Lu Qianming was also very sorry.

"Is this the Qifeng Forest? It's so wide!" Seeing the regret on Lu Qianming's face, Mo En hurriedly changed the topic and at the same time set his eyes on the dense forest that stretched below. The endless grassland Morn is very familiar, but standing in the sky, he still can't see the boundless forest, but Morn has not seen it yet, and suddenly seeing such a landscape, Morn is indeed quite excited.

"This forest is actually not wide, the radius is only thousands of miles, it can only be regarded as a small forest. In the future, when you have improved your cultivation, you can go to Senzhou in the east to have a look, where the forests stretch for thousands of miles, even hundreds of thousands of miles, at a glance, the eyes are full of verdant, and the tall sacred trees are towering into the clouds, which is really magnificent. Lu Qianming understood what Mo En meant, with a hint of relief in his eyes, he stroked the top of Mo En's head in his mouth, and said with a smile.

"How big is that forest, is it inhabited?" asked Morn with a look of amazement. In addition to the knowledge of cultivation, Mo En's favorite thing to listen to is Lu Qianming's explanation of the customs of various places, for the teenager who has been confined to the grassland, the outside world has a huge attraction.

"Yes, but the Terrans are small. The strength of the demon clan in Senzhou has an advantage, and the number and level of demon beasts are not comparable to this small Qifeng Forest. I don't have the strength, but I can't go there. Lu Qianming said with a smile.

"How long does it take to fly from here to the Wasteland?" Morn asked curiously. Although the high-altitude flight in the past few days has made Morn suffer enough, the feeling of flying in the blue sky still makes Morn nostalgic, and he is more looking forward to his entry and exit in the green underworld.

"It's hard to say. It depends on what you cultivate and how you are ready to fly. Lu Qianming said with a smile. For Moen's expectations, Lu Qianming is also very encouraging. In fact, it is these expectations, desires, that support the monks' efforts to practice. These desires, and the effort that is willing to be made to achieve them, is a person's heart to the Tao. If a person is completely desireless, then there is no motivation to work hard.

"Aren't all monks flying with royal weapons?" Morn asked, a little confused.

"Flying with a weapon is indeed the most widely used and easiest way for monks to fly. Essentially, flying a weapon is to use mana and divine thoughts to manipulate the magic weapon and hold yourself up. As long as there is a suitable magic weapon, and there is a cultivation that can bring yourself up with the magic weapon, you can fly into the sky, which is very simple and easy to learn. Lu Qianming said with a smile: "But this does not mean that the monk can only fly with the imperial weapon, and the monk's means are not so poor. In addition to flying with imperial weapons, there are roughly two ways for monks to fly. ”

"Oh, those two?"

"The second way of flying for monks is to fly with the mana of the monk himself, which is also called flying with imperial energy. Compared to controlling magic weapons, it is much more difficult to fly with only one's own mana. Under normal circumstances, if you want to fly purely by your own mana, you need to cultivate in the Jindan period. However, most of the exercises are accompanied by the method of flying away, and the monk can generally rely on the mana to escape by virtue of the power of the law decision. Lu Qianming patiently explained.

"Master, you flew with your own mana when you confronted the wolf clan's bronze and stone, didn't you, why didn't you control the magic weapon at that time, is there any difference between the two?" Morn asked curiously, remembering the situation on the day of the wolf disaster.

"Of course there is a difference, otherwise, there would be no special division of these things. Lu Qianming took Mo En to land on a hillside, put away the boat, and said with a smile: "The flying of the imperial weapon not only requires the occupation of a magic weapon of the monk, but also consumes the monk's divine thoughts and mana. In normal times, it doesn't matter when you're on the road, but when you're fighting, it will affect the monk's combat power. Although the flight of the imperial qi consumes slightly more mana, it does not need to be controlled by divine thoughts, and compared with the flight of the imperial weapon, the flight of mana alone is more free and free, fast and slow, which is conducive to combat. Therefore, when fighting in general, high-level monks will choose the more convenient Imperial Flying Weapon, and when they are in a hurry, they will choose the Imperial Weapon Flying with a smaller consumption. ”

"Is there a master who can fly even when he fights?"

"Yes, too. Some sword cultivators emphasize the integration of body and sword, and when Edgeworth flies, it is not only extremely fast, but also flexible in change, and its attacks are also extremely sharp. For them, Edgeworth's flight is better suited for combat than Edgeworth's flight. Lu Qianming stroked his beard and explained with a smile.

"And what's the other way to fly?" Morn continued.

"Another way is to ride a flying spirit beast, or control a high-level puppet, in short, to fly with the help of external forces. This method is the most labor-saving and most suitable for long-distance flights, and it is the best way to fly for monks who have just stepped into the path of cultivation. However, whether it is a flying spirit beast or a high-level puppet, it is not something that ordinary monks can get. Spirit animals are not only expensive, but also expensive to raise, and it is difficult to feed without sufficient financial support. And low-level puppets that can be used by low-level monks are even rarer, and their value is extremely amazing. Except for those core disciples of the great sects or high-ranking monks who have become famous, there are very few people who practice in this way. Lu Qianming said with a sigh. Originally, as a Jindan monk, it was still possible to raise a good flying spirit beast and give it to his disciples as a means of transportation. But before living in seclusion in the Shiniu tribe, Lu Qianming had almost consumed all his belongings for his injuries, so he couldn't afford to give Mo En such a gift. Speaking of this at this time, Lu Qianming still had some regrets.

"It's not a big deal to fly with the help of external forces, it's more reliable to fly on your own. Master, does the flying of the Imperial Weapon have to be at the seventh level of Qi training?" Mo En saw the regret in Lu Qianming's eyes, and changed the topic without a trace.

"Not necessarily. On the one hand, the flight of the imperial weapon is to look at the magic weapon that is controlled, and on the other hand, it is to look at one's own divine thoughts and mana cultivation. If the magic weapon is relatively good, the cultivation is sufficient, and you don't need to go to the seventh level of qi cultivation to fly. It's just that generally speaking, when entering the seventh order of qi training, the monk's mana and divine thoughts will be greatly improved than before, and it will be much easier to control the magic weapon. Lu Qianming explained.

"Then I also have to work hard to cultivate, and strive to fly my own weapon as soon as possible, and enter and exit the Qing Underworld. Morn said solemnly.

"Since you are so determined, then start practicing. You recover your spirits here first, and I'll catch a demon beast for you and use it as a sparring partner for you. Looking at the yearning on Mo En's face, a smile appeared in the corner of Lu Qianming's eyes, and then he flew into the sky.

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In the central tent of the Shiniu tribe, Qi Yunxiao and Mo Huai sat opposite each other, and there was a ghost standing next to the two, and in the mouth of the ghost, he repeated what Mo En said to Du Fang and Mo Bing before leaving.

"Mo Huai, at this point, are you still unwilling to join me to testify in front of Wu Ming Zhenren and expose Lu Qianming?" After the ghost finished repeating Mo En's words, Qi Yunxiao put away the ghost and asked lightly.

"How do I know if this ghost's words are true or false, the ghost you refined, you don't want him to say anything, just let him say anything. A hesitant look appeared on Mo Huai's face, and he still refused to let go. After the wolf disaster, Qi Yunxiao came to woo Mo Huai, wanting to take advantage of Li Ling's death to bring down Lu Qianming, but Mo Huai never made up his mind.

"Hehe, how old is this kid Moen, thinking that with his little strength, he can overthrow us. If he wants to play with power, he is still far away. Mo Huai, don't pretend to be confused. If you hadn't noticed this, you wouldn't have sent someone to keep an eye on Bloodhoof's movements. So far, I will only ask you if you would like to testify with me. Qi Yunxiao said with a sneer.

"Wu Mingzhen, will they really take action against Lu Qianming, are they sure that Lu Qianming will be left?" Mo Huai was silent for a long time, raised his head and asked. Brother Jindan's revenge was definitely not something that Mo Huai could bear. Whether it is Wu Ming Zhenren or Lu Qianming, if there is a way to live, Mo Huai doesn't want to provoke him.

"Don't worry, Wu Ming Zhenren is a master of the temple, and he has friends to help him, and now he has refined a powerful magic weapon, and it is absolutely no problem to deal with a loose cultivator. Are you really willing to be ousted by Moen and retire in Huangyun City? Let Mo Hua also become an ordinary warrior who is desperate on the front line?" Qi Yunxiao said patting his chest.

"Okay, you inform Wu Xiong, I am willing to testify. Mo Huai gritted his teeth and said viciously.