Chapter 55: Traveling to the North

The morning sun slowly shot out the first warm line, which shone right on Luo Xiaosang's face. Luo Xiaosang, the pen "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info squinted his eyes and looked up to the east, at this time it was the sunrise in the east, the red sun rose over the sea of clouds, and the red glow was very spectacular.

Luo Xiaosang stood in the square in front of the hall, quietly watching the red sun rise, and his heart was peaceful.

Just like other teenagers, there are big things, Luo Xiaosang woke up after sleeping for less than two hours the night before, and he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, no matter what, he couldn't sleep again, so he simply got up and meditated and practiced. Who knew that his thoughts were going up and down, but he almost made a mistake, and he was so frightened that he stopped immediately and didn't dare to try again.

I practiced the three great divine skills of the righteous path in the world with the strength of my own body, although I had an epiphany during the three factions of the Tao Conference, and even faintly felt that even the thousand-character formula from the cave in the back mountain could be integrated into it, but there was no one before this road, and there may not be anyone who came behind, so it was not easy to really understand it.

Fortunately, Luo Xiaosang has been taught by his master since he was a child, and he is open-minded, and he understands in his heart that it is not a one-time achievement, but only a slow understanding in the future.

After the experience of the three-pulse conference, there were more than 30 teams of superior disciples of various factions, and the momentum was also strong. Unconsciously, more disciples from various factions came to the square in front of the hall to gather and set off.

"Xiao Sang!" "Xiao Sang!" Yi Xingyun and Yi Xuan both ran up the square in front of the hall from the mountain road, and when they saw Luo Xiaosang from a distance, they shouted loudly, attracting the attention of everyone around Luo Xiaosang.

In fact, Luo Xiaosang, as the super dark horse of the three factions of the Daoist Conference, especially the battle with Song Piaoxue, is already eye-catching enough. It's just that he is low-key, dressed ordinarily, and doesn't attract much attention.

Luo Xiaosang saw everyone's attention, his face was slightly red, and he pulled Yi Xingyun's brothers and sisters to a place where there were few people to talk to each other.

"Xiao Sang," Yi Xingyun patted Luo Xiaosang's arm and said, "Xiao Xuan will be taken care of by you, you should be more careful on this trip." ”

Luo Xiaosang nodded, and suddenly realized that Yi Xuan, who was originally lively, did not fight back after Yi Xingyun's words, turned his head to look, and said to Yi Xuan: "Xiaoxuan, why are your eyes so red? Could it be that you didn't sleep well last night?"

Before Yi Xuan could speak, he heard Yi Xingyun smile and said: "Xiao Sang, you don't know, Xiao Xuan said goodbye to my mother before leaving just now, and she cried so miserably that she almost didn't want to go." ”

Yi Xuan's face turned red, he couldn't hold back anymore, and said, "Hmph, brother, don't talk about me, you said goodbye to your father just now, aren't your eyes red." ”

Yi Xingyun said in a loud voice: "Nonsense, I rubbed it when the wind and sand got into my eyes." ”

As soon as he talked about it, Yi Xuan's mood seemed to recover, and he smiled: "Brother Xiaosang, can you believe it......?"

Luo Xiaosang listened to the laughter of the Yi Xingyun brothers and sisters, and the original anxiety about the unknown journey disappeared a lot, and the mood was much more relaxed, just about to speak, he heard the big drum in the square in front of the hall, and the "dong dong" sounded three times, and then Yang Wentian, the head of the Zhutian Gate, and the abbot of Fanming Temple, Master Fawu and Master Qingjing, the master of Qingxu Guanguan, walked out of the main hall and stood on the steps of the main hall.

Yang Wentian, the head of Chaotian, stepped forward and said: "I am waiting for my son, born under the Langlang Qiankun, walking in the world, we must eliminate the demons and do the way for the sky." Are you ready?"

"Ready!" The crowd was excited, and everyone rushed into the sky and was arrogant.

Yang Wentian waved his hand and said loudly: "Then let's go!"

"Yes!" After everyone agreed, they sacrificed magic weapons one after another, turned into rainbows of light, and rushed to the sky.

After Yi Xingyun told Yi Xuan to be careful when he went out again, he sacrificed the magic weapon Tear Bamboo Sword and said, "Xiao Sang, I'll go first, and I'll see you in the Northern Regions in half a year." Haha"

After saying that, he laughed and rushed to the blue sky and headed north.

"Hmph! Ying Xiaomin next to him snorted coldly, sacrificed the magic weapon, instantly turned into a black dot, and followed.

Luo Xiaosang was looking at Yi Xingyun and the others who had turned into black spots in the sky, and heard Yi Xuan say: "Brother Luo Xiaosang, let's go too." ”

After finishing speaking, he sacrificed a flying sword, but it was a thin sword more than three inches long, but it was also small and exquisite, suitable for women.

Yi Xuan saw Luo Xiaosang staring at her flying sword, and smiled: "Brother Xiaosang, this is my mother's weapon when she was young, named Sizhu, and its power is no worse than my brother's tear bamboo sword." After saying that, he jumped on the flying sword and soared into the sky.

After flying for a while, Yi Xuan turned his head to look back, and was taken aback, there was no Luo Xiaosang behind him, and he looked back along the road and found that Luo Xiaosang was still standing in the square in front of the palace, with a black ruler floating in front of him, Luo Xiaosang was pointing at it, and he was sweating profusely.

"Brother Xiao Sang, what are you doing here? Why don't you go?" Yi Xuan jumped off the flying sword and pointed at Luo Xiaosang.

Luo Xiaosang's face was flushed, and he said: "Xiaoxuan, I won't tell you, I, I don't know how to fly with a sword." ”

"Ah!" Yi Xuan was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide, Luo Xiaosang and Song Piaoxue fought an earth-shattering battle, and the depth of their skills (seemingly), they were far behind, but why didn't they even know the most basic imperial sword.

Yi Xuan was surprised and asked, "Brother Xiao Sang, you can't be joking, this is the most basic imperial technique of the third layer of the Heavenly Qi Technique, don't you know?"

Luo Xiaosang said: "This, Senior Brother Liu Dacheng and Liu have taught me, but I haven't had time to practice, so I ......."

Yi Xuan's mind was replaying the picture of Luo Xiaosang flying towards Song Piaoxue in the air full of black gas at this time, and the gap between it and the scene in front of him was so big that it was really unacceptable.

However, I suddenly recalled that Yi Jingming had said that a good weapon can make up for people's shortcomings in many aspects, most of which is the one in Luo Xiaosang's hand, Yi Xuan stared at the black ruler floating in the air, and most likely this black ruler held Luo Xiaosang up by itself.

It's just that this ugly black ruler is really a supreme weapon?

However, it is unacceptable to accept it, and the immediate matter needs to be solved urgently. Yi Xuan said to Luo Xiaosang: "Brother Xiaosang, you have collected your weapon, stand behind me." I'll teach you how to keep things on the way. ”

After Luo Xiaosang collected the black ruler, he pulled him and jumped on the Sizhu sword and rushed to the sky.

Luo Xiaosang stood behind Yi Xuan, bursts of girlish fragrance came to his nose, and his heart was inevitably rippling, at this time, there were bursts of Buddha chanting and the sound of Langdao from the Tianfeng behind him, and the Lingtai suddenly became clear.

Looking back, I saw that the Dharma Enlightenment Master of Fanming Temple and the Qingjing Master of Qingxu Guan were standing on the square, reciting Buddha and rituals devoutly, praying for the blessings of the disciples.

The road ahead is boundless, like the sea of clouds in front of you, confusing. Luo Xiaosang looked at the cloud marks left after the sword flew into the sky in the sea of clouds, but another thought swayed in her heart, I don't know which one she left?

I frowned, but I was on my heart.

During the flight, Yi Xuan took Luo Xiaosang on his way while guiding him to practice the most basic imperial technique of the third layer of the Chaos Heavenly Qi Technique.

Although it was difficult at the beginning, Luo Xiaosang already had the skills, and the black ruler was in line with him, and in less than half a day, Luo Xiaosang was able to stand on the black ruler and fly slowly behind Yi Xuan.

Soaring in the sky, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, it turns out that this is the feeling of Edgeworth flying in the sky. Looking at the blue sky and white sun, Luo Xiaosang was in a good mood, and he couldn't wait to scream to express his emotions at this time.

Bai Yu seemed to understand Luo Xiaosang's mood at this time, let out a loud roar, flew to Luo Xiaosang's side from a high place, and soared with his master.

It is said that the white feather is also a different species, and it is necessary to know that the sword flying in the sky is the way of running in the cultivation, and the speed is so fast that non-ordinary birds can keep up. Although Luo Xiaosang is a beginner and flies crookedly, the speed is not slow, but Bai Yu is firmly following, but he can still play with Luo Xiaosang in front and back, which is not something ordinary birds can do.

After a day of continuous flight, the scenery gradually changed on the way, from the original continuous mountains of the Zuntian Mountains, to the jungle in the hilly area, to the vast grassland, and finally, there appeared fertile plains, fields and villages, at dusk, the smoke curling, but it was a different scene that had never been encountered before.

Although I have lived in the world for a period of time before, I have always been in the mountains, and I can't help but feel very emotional when I have never seen such a wide field and the distribution of villages. Recalling the scene when the villagers of Panjia Village called themselves little immortals, and then looking at themselves now, they seem to be immortals in the eyes of ordinary people. Now that they are flying in the sky, this will be seen by the people of the world, and they will attract the attention of all, do they want to stop?

Just thinking about it, he saw Yi Xuan, who was flying in front, turning around and beckoning to Luo Xiaosang, and before he could ask, he saw Yi Xuan's sword descending and landing next to a path in the forest.