The scenery between heaven and earth quickly retreated.
What you see in your field of vision is lush and green.
No rain, clear sky.
The light is bright and dazzling.
This is the real world.
Even if they are just in the magical weapon, hanging high in the sky, Lingu's disciples can deeply appreciate the splendor of the world.
Not to mention staying away from moisture and no longer being depressed.
At least,
It's not just that.
The refreshing sunshine, the astonishing scent of the mountains and forests, the undulating mountains, as well as the birds flying in flocks from the mountains and forests, and the unknown herds of beasts galloping on the plains and wastelands.
The long river is winding and the sky is infinitely vast.
Beautiful things in the world.
At this moment, the Lingu disciples who were riding on the strange flying instruments felt very comfortable.
If you don't experience the long-term darkness, you will never be able to appreciate the sudden beauty of the world.
Chen Qingyan tightly pressed the box cage and hair to prevent the strong wind from blowing away the contents of the box and preventing her long hair from scattering and blocking her vision.
But even though my eyes were blown open by the wind, I still felt that the turbid air that had accumulated in my heart for a long time was being squeezed out with each breath as my chest rose and fell as I surveyed the world.
On the same flying magic weapon, some disciples screamed in joy because they were open-minded, some disciples were in a mess because their baggage was blown away by the wind, and some disciples gloated and laughed.
The monk standing next to the magic weapon, flying with a halberd, rarely scolded him, but showed a smile and watched quietly.
It seems that the performance of Lingu's disciples is also part of the scenery.
Time passes in flight.
An hour later.
On the flying magic weapon, Lin Gu's disciples no longer had a smile on their faces. All of them looked pale and pale, their legs were weak, and some were lying on the edge of the magic weapon, retching outside.
Chen Qingyan also looked bad.
He simply lay down on the cage, thus suppressing the cage and creating a comfortable place for himself.
puff!
There was a muffled sound, as if it was covered by a piece of cloth.
Lingu's disciples felt their vision dim, and the flying magic weapon immediately began to shake.
Chen Qingyan's nose moved and he immediately held his breath.
The next moment, a disgusting stench filled the entire flying magic weapon. The disciples who were caught off guard and inhaled the stench became dizzy one after another, and there were noisy murmurs echoing in their ears.
Pa~
A loud noise came from outside.
Then there were bursts of piercing unknown howls.
The disciples' eyes lit up, and they discovered that the unknown object that had blocked their sight a moment ago was pierced by a halberd that emitted red evil energy, and was carried to a distance.
Chen Qingyan's expression turned slightly pale. After witnessing the whole process, he knew that his group had escaped from the gate of hell.
What covered the entire flying magic weapon was not a piece of cloth, but the beak of a huge bird, like a duck's beak, but enlarged tens of thousands of times.
And the murmurs that echoed around just now were clearly signs of evil spirits.
That is not a bird, but a demon bird, a demon.
The weird thing is,
The demon bird was poked away by a fellow monk and turned into an afterimage and disappeared.
Not the body.
Chen Qingyan's heart sank.
He turned his head and stared at the clouds. The monk who escorted them had indeed disappeared.
Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Qingyan looked around and found that the outer disciples in the same batch as him all looked sluggish, like patients suffering from food poisoning and feeling weak.
Chen Qingyan pulled out the Zhaoxie knife.
I found that there were no ripples on the blade, which at least meant that there were no monsters nearby.
Seeing this, Chen Qingyan felt a little calmer.
"What happened just now?"
Some people, like Chen Qingyan, were not affected too much.
"Maybe I was attacked by a demon, but luckily I was beaten away by the monk."
After this incident, Lin Gu's disciples, who were dizzy and weak due to the wind, became even more depressed. They lay on the ground one after another, completely lacking the energy or mood to take care of their luggage.
Chen Qingyan cheered up.
He knew that the crisis might not be far away yet.
There was only one of the thirty-six monks escorting them to the ancient town. If the demon bird from before came again, and if the previous attack was just to divert the tiger away from the mountain, then they would probably not survive.
Chen Qingyan felt that his heart was beating very fast.
Highly focused.
Most of the sight is on the sky outside the magic weapon.
Place a small portion on the Zhaoxie knife.
Time passes slowly.
Suddenly, Chen Qingyan's whole body tensed up, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the Zhaoxie Knife. Because of this, smoke billowed from the surface of the knife in orange, red, and black colors, dyeing the entire knife in a gaudy way.
He looked around in confusion.
Suddenly, a figure holding a halberd emerged from a white cloud behind him.
In his hands were three pheasant-like bird creatures.
When Chen Qingyan saw the other party's happy face, he finally felt relieved.
When the returning monk saw the disciple lying in the magic weapon, the smile on his face faded. After checking it a few times and making sure it was OK, he continued to drive the magic weapon on his way without saying a word of comfort.
This flight.
That's fourteen days.
Chen Qingyan trembled and got off the instrument with a pale face. He felt like his whole body was falling apart and his legs and feet were weak.
Behind him, there was a group of disciples in the same condition, all of them were in despair, as if they had suffered endless hardships.
The joy that left Jugucheng at first disappeared without a trace.
If possible, they hope they will never leave the city again.
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Chongyue Ancient Town.
There are only three streets, bustling with pedestrians, looking at the landing position of a large magic weapon that looks like a ship but not a ship.
In a teahouse on Chongyue Ancient Street, Guan Ling, Anchang and others were sitting together. When they saw the arrival of the large magic weapon, they all smiled at the same time.
"Brother Guan Ling really knows things well."
"Hahaha, it's not a waste of time for us to wait here."
"With the monks stationed there, the matter of the deserted town can be put on the agenda."
"This is a matter of caution and everything needs to be ensured. I'm already scared."
"It's okay. It's enough to have an accident happen once. It's impossible for us to have a big event that doesn't happen once in many years and happen to us twice in a row."
"Yes, it has been delayed for a long time. If it continues to be delayed, I will have no choice but to return to Jugu City in advance."...
Chongyue, Lingu resident.
Chen Qingyan and his party of fifty people walked into the empty station.
In the spacious grounds of the station, there were two people standing, one behind the other. The one standing in front was an extraordinary young monk with two swords on his back.
The one behind was a beautiful woman.
Chen Qingyan and his group walked over in a scattered manner.
Suddenly there was a stream of light in front of them. The monk who was escorting them all the way with a halberd took back the flying magic weapon at some point, and walked into the rough stone hall with the young monk with two swords.
The beautiful woman was left looking at them coldly.
Chen Qingyan was walking among the crowd and was looking away from the two monks when he saw a familiar figure walking out of the team on his side.
Jiang Bingxin walked towards the beautiful woman with a smile on his face.
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