Zhu Ying invited Xiao Chong to sacrifice the broken clouds together. The two of them were in a garden and each released the hidden clouds.
The little insect activated the Flying Cloud Technique, and a talisman flew out. Immediately, more than ten pieces of broken clouds were enveloped, closed up, and turned into a ball.
Zhu Ying was not as fast as him in comprehending, but his cultivation was deeper than him. While practicing the method by himself, he said: "Clouds are measured in Dou! If you want to control flying, a Dou of clouds is enough. No matter how big it is, it will be more comfortable.
If it is wider, it will not fly faster."
"Cultivators will collect the essence of the cloud, but collecting the essence of the cloud is very time-consuming. Except for those who specialize in practicing the cloud method, they will not collect too much."
"Monster Luo has spent hundreds of years gathering hundreds of thousands of stone cloud essences. It has taken a lot of hard work. If you are new to learning Taoism, you don't need to spend too much hard work on it. You only need to sacrifice one or two stone cloud essences.
Just apply it and use it."
Xiao Chong nodded frequently, but secretly thought in his heart: "Why are they different from the talismans on the stone tablet? The spells on the stone tablet, no matter how much cloud energy is absorbed, will be absorbed and refined, and the changes will be more magical!"
He released two stones of cloud energy, refined it like a ritual, and turned it into a cloud as big as a mat. He tried to control it, and it was able to barely float, but he didn't have enough magic power. After sitting on it for a long time, he couldn't hold it up and would fall.
Falling.
Zhu Ying watched him perform the sacrifice and was secretly amused. After all, Donghai is a dragon clan, and its ability to manipulate clouds and mist, and move waves is unparalleled in the world. She has the cloud-riding method inherited from her family, which is far more sophisticated than the Wutai sect. This practice is just a make-up.
, not urgently.
Xiaochong tried several times and thought to himself: "Why does this cloud need my magic power to support it all the time, but Qianli Fire Snake doesn't?"
He couldn't figure it out, so he planned to think about it carefully on his own. Only when he couldn't figure out something, Xiao Chong would ask someone to ask. This was also a habit he developed when he was studying.
As the saying goes: learning without thinking will lead to failure; thinking without learning will lead to peril.
After a while, Zhu Ying also made a cloud, which was a little bigger than Wang Chong's. She jumped lightly, stepped on the white clouds, and circled around the garden, swaying from side to side, floating like a fairy.
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Xiaochong looked envious and said, "I don't know when I will have such magical power and can fly away at will."
Zhu Ying smiled and said: "I only have the first level of Zhou Tian's magic power, so it won't be difficult for you to catch up with me."
She pulled Wang Chong to look for Xiao Nan, but was told that Xiao Nan had not left seclusion yet. She was impatient to look for her second brother, so she pulled Wang Chong out of the pool quietly.
Xiaochong watched Zhu Ying use his magic power to avoid the pond and rise to the surface. He was very impressed and said to himself: "Sure enough, with magic power, you can go everywhere. The ancients said: Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles."
Without special skills, it is not easy to travel thousands of miles."
After landing on the shore, Xiaochong suddenly missed his mother, but he couldn't bring Zhu Ying there because it was not polite. He thought to himself: "According to Master, Qianli Fire Snake is too ostentatious. If someone sees it,
Wouldn’t it bring disaster to my mother?”
"You still need to learn how to conceal your whereabouts."
"I wonder if invisibility can cover up the aura."
When Zhu Ying and Xiao Chong came out of the pool, they saw black clouds billowing high in the sky and a long yellow air.
Both of them have little cultivation, so it's hard to see who is fighting.
Zhu Ying whispered: "I don't know who is fighting, but it's still far away from us, so don't worry."
Xiaochong thought back to the time when he was captured by the old man with the white beard, and when he was held hostage by Sun Yougui. He always felt unsafe and said: "This area is desolate and there is nothing interesting. It is better to go back."
Zhu Ying smiled and said, "It's good to go back."
As long as she is with Wang Chong, she doesn't care where she is.
The two were about to go back when they heard someone shout: "Don't leave these two goblins."
A big net flew over and enveloped both of them.
The little insect reacted quickly and released a newly formed cloud, which withstood the fishing net covering it, and shouted: "We are not goblins."
Several strong men, each holding a harpoon and a stick, couldn't believe his words and shouted: "This goblin emerging from the water can also let the clouds fly and stab him with a harpoon."
Several harpoons flew in the air, Zhu Ying hurriedly released a golden rope, bundled the harpoons into the air, threw them on the ground, then raised the golden rope again, and tied these strong men to the ground.
Xiaochong and Zhu Ying knew that this group of people must be nearby villagers. When they saw Zhu Xiong and Lu Xuansheng going in and out of the pool, they had a misunderstanding and lurked nearby to catch them.
Xiao Chong had a headache and said: "We have no harm to the place, why do you want to invade?"
Several strong men were tied up in a ball, feeling frightened and not knowing how to answer for a moment.
He was still a man who looked like he had read a few books for a few days and was somewhat polite. He said, "We misunderstood the Immortal. As long as he lets us go back, he will not dare to bother us again."
Xiaochong shook his head and said, "I don't believe a word of what you guys say."
Wang Chong's father once told him that a promise worth a thousand dollars is the work of a righteous man, and ordinary people would never be able to do it, so never believe what ordinary people say.
Several men looked at each other and swore. Zhu Ying didn't want to kill anyone, so he wanted to let them go, but Xiao Chong stopped him and said, "I have a magic weapon called the Polyphonic Conch. Each of you can speak to it."
One thing, it is my own secret matter. As long as we go back and reveal our whereabouts, I will put this magic weapon in your village and broadcast your secrets."
He took a conch from the black wind bag and handed it to the gentle man who spoke just now. The man struggled for a moment and whispered to the conch in a low voice.
Zhu Ying was curious and asked softly in Xiao Chong's ear: "Does Mr. Luo still have this magic weapon?"
Xiao Chong replied: "It's just an ordinary conch. I'll deceive these people. Once I have a handle, they won't talk nonsense."
Zhu Ying smiled slightly and said, "Why don't you believe that they will keep their promise?"
Xiaochong replied: "In ancient times, a real man promised a thousand pieces of gold, but how come there are so many real men in the world?"
Zhu Ying was stunned by the rhetorical question, and then secretly said: "Yes! Why are there so many virtuous men in the world?"
Each of these men revealed their deepest secrets.
Xiao Chong took back the conch, Zhu Ying untied the golden rope and prepared to let these people go.
There was a big man with a dark face. Seeing the two of them chatting, he quietly picked up the harpoon and winked at his companion.
Several men had different attitudes, but two of them picked up the harpoon like him, and the three of them stabbed Zhu Ying and Xiao Chong with all their strength.
Although Zhu Ying and Wang Chong were both young, one was born in the Dragon Palace and the other was the son of a minister. They were dressed in extraordinary clothes. These men could not tell their origins, but they all felt that they must be rich. The leading black-faced man and Ying He
Both of them had the same idea, how much money they could get by killing these two little guys.
This group of men dared to kill "goblins", and their courage was extraordinary. They usually did business without capital, and were not afraid of killing people.