Wang Tiezhu took a step back, bowed to the visitor, and said frankly: "I have just started, and I haven't been able to control the weapons yet."
At this time.
The ink-colored lotus slowly fell, and the delicate young man on the lotus jumped down, walked to Wang Tiezhu with a frown, and looked at him up and down with strange eyes.
"Don't you have golden powers? How come you can't even fly with a royal weapon?"
Wang Tiezhu smiled slightly, "I can't use it."
The young man nodded clearly after hearing this, "Okay, then you come with me. My name is Ah Qi, and I will enter Maimen half a month earlier than you."
"Then thank you so much, Senior Brother Ah Qi." Wang Tiezhu bowed his hands.
Ah Qi waved her hand casually towards him.
Then, Mo Lian surged out from his palm, and he saw that the ink-colored lotus had grown several times in size in an instant. He jumped up and waved his arms to signal Wang Tiezhu to follow.
Sa!
With a light body, Wang Tiezhu jumped up and landed steadily on the lotus platform.
The lotus platform was large enough for two people to sit down. As soon as he sat down, he heard Ah Qi instructing: "Hold the petals and be careful not to fall."
Mo Lian then spun upward, suddenly accelerated violently in mid-air, and made a particularly exaggerated ninety-degree drift, almost throwing Wang Tiezhu off.
Fortunately, the petals of the Molian are tough and tight, otherwise he would have been head down, kissing the earth.
"Senior Brother Ah Qi, do you usually control objects like this?"
Wang Tiezhu was dizzy. He was not afraid of bumps, but he despised people like Ah Qi who deliberately showed off their skills.
If this had been the case in his previous era, he would have probably been invited to drink Biluochun by Uncle Hat for such a showy act.
And Ah Qi didn't know what Wang Tiezhu thought of him, so he smiled lightly, with pride written all over his delicate face. This was his unique skill, which allowed Mo Lian to use it as a practical and beautiful skill.
"This ink lotus is a calligraphy treasure belonging to the sect master. I used some methods to attach the ink practice to it and inhaled some of the spiritual energy contained in the calligraphy treasure, and it became one of my royal weapons."
Ah Qi was sitting upright on the lotus platform. Mo Lian was jolted very hard just now, but he showed no sign of falling, just like a god sitting upright on the lotus platform.
Wang Tiezhu stopped talking and closed his eyes to rest.
The wind roared in his ears, calling people in the face, and Wang Tiezhu deliberately pressed his wrist.
Because that guy Huaying started to jump around again. He was obviously immersed in the grief of losing his best friend just now, but now he was actually complaining to him.
"Lord Mountain God, you know the flowing silver and can teleport yourself to any place instantly. Why do you want to sit on this tattered lotus?"
"What kind of trick is Flowing Silver? This is the first time I've heard of it." Wang Tiezhu asked curiously.
Hearing this, Huaying said a little depressed: "Liu Guang Yin is your cultivation method. It can shrink thousands of miles and reach any corner of the world in an instant. Isn't this the unique secret technique of Lord Mountain God? Why are you still asking me?"
"Hey, I'm not a mountain god, and I don't know what the secret cultivation technique of Flowing Silver is." Wang Tiezhu said helplessly.
But Hua Ying insisted, "You are the Mountain God. Your Streaming Silver once saved us. How can you say you don't know how to use Streaming Silver?"
Wang Tiezhu was speechless after hearing this. He could not prove to Huaying that he was not a mountain god, so he had to drop this topic.
Fireflies filled the sky until a large bonfire was lit in the northwest open space, turning half of the sky red.
Everyone in charge of the weapon fell down outside the clearing one after another. Wang Tiezhu jumped down from Mo Lian and bowed to Ah Qi, "Thank you very much."
Ah Qi waved his hand nonchalantly, and then Mo Lian turned into mist, which he waved into his palm.
As soon as Wang Tiezhu took a step forward, he bumped into Wushan running towards him.
Wushan winked at him, grabbed his arm and walked towards Mo Linmai.
Each of the three meridians occupies one side, with the Moji Vein at the far west. Ah Qi was pulled by Wushan toward the Molin Vein, and needed to pass through the group where the Fengzhang Vein was.
Wang Tiezhu's eyes turned red like fire. He suddenly paused and heard Ah Qi's anxious urging.
"Junior Brother Qingyang, hurry up. Senior Brother has counted the number of people twice. If you are later, you will be grounded again."
Hearing this, Wang Tiezhu also quickened his pace to keep up with Ah Qi.
soon.
Unfamiliar faces appeared in the front team, because they were at the very back of the team, and several hunting masters from the Fengzhang Pulse were looking at the two of them.
Among the countless gazes, there was one gaze that was particularly scorching, and Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but look up.
Looking around, he didn't find any strange people. Even Lian Ze, who was rumored to have sneaked into Feng Zhang's veins, was nowhere to be seen.
It's really strange.
Wang Tiezhu murmured in his heart.
At this time.
A handsomely dressed young man from Feng Zhangmai came over, winked at Wang Tiezhu, leaned his whole body against his fellow disciple, and lazily reminded the two of them.
"Brother, your senior brother Jiuyuan from Mo Linmai has just sent a junior brother to face the wall to reflect on his past. You two are dawdling here, be careful to follow in his footsteps."
Hearing the sound, Wang Tiezhu's eyes fell on his white powdery face, he paused, thanked him, and walked quickly towards the team to the west.
That strange and scorching sight was always stuck on him. Wang Tiezhu was half dragged and half run by Wushan, and rushed into Mo Linmai's team.
As soon as he raised his head, he saw Si Jiuyuan looking at the two of them indifferently, with displeasure and deep questioning in his eyes. Wushan hurriedly stood in front of Wang Tiezhu, scratched his head, nodded and bowed to Si Jiuyuan, and smiled stupidly.
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother Qingyang doesn't know how to handle weapons, so he wasted some time."
Si Jiuyuan walked toward Wang Tiezhu with his hands behind his back. The Molin Vein Hunters around him took the initiative to make way for Si Jiuyuan to pass through, while casting different looks at him.
Either watch a good show, or examine it, or feel proud.
When he got closer, Si Jiuyuan gently pushed Wushan away. The latter was as light as a cloud of mist that had been blown away, and he suddenly retreated far away, almost being pushed to the ground.
"Where were you tonight?"
Si Jiuyuan lowered his voice and said,
In the swaying light of the campfire, Wang Tiezhu raised his head and saw clearly that Si Jiuyuan's face had numerous wounds that looked like fingernail scratches. The wounds were probably not too deep and only some bloodshot oozed out.
Si Jiuyuan originally had a cold face, but now his eyes darkened and he lightly rolled his upper eyelids, giving people a very oppressive and intimidating feeling.
"I didn't go anywhere tonight. If senior brother doesn't believe it, you can ask senior brother Wushan." Wang Tiezhu said calmly.
Why did Si Jiuyuan suddenly ask himself? Wang Tiezhu guessed that it was probably because the Kirin Snake Beast died strangely, which caused the destruction of the Five Elements here. The mountain wind was like a knife, the ground was shaking, and there was still a vague feeling of death in the mountains and forests that should not have been there. Si Jiuyuan