Text_Chapter 1136 Drunk driving is the most dangerous thing
Chapter 1136 Drunk driving is the most dangerous thing
"Especially you."
The old man with rosacea punched Chen Shen's chest: "What a good saying. If you are upright, you are not afraid of the shadow! Let's go, I will take you up the mountain myself..."
"Ah?" The old man's fiery words confused several people.
"Ah what? Uh!"
The old man with rosacea burped, grabbed the ID card that had just had part of the contribution value deducted, and waved it in front of a few people: "Look, what is written on it?"
"Outer sect elder, executive general deacon of Jiasan Mountain, Zhou Jingen?"
Several people suddenly looked astonished, thinking that this old man was one of the leaders of Jiasan Mountain.
In Qingyun Sect, outer sect elders and inner sect elders are only a very rough classification. In fact, there are many detailed differences.
For example, the main responsibility of an elder who belongs to many halls such as the Law Enforcement Hall, the Punishment Hall, and the War Hall is to perform his duties for the hall where he is located.
In addition, there are many elders who have not joined various halls. Most of them are assigned to different fairy mountains and become the general deacons who oversee a certain area.
In addition, there are many informal elders who are relatively free and only take orders from the sect leader himself, or honorary elders who are particularly outstanding in a certain aspect but ignore the regular affairs, etc.
It can be seen from this that although Qingyun Sect is a cultivating sect, its management system and class differentiation are no less generous than those of a country.
It's just that most of the people managed by countries in the secular world are ordinary people with no cultivation.
Under the rule of the Cultivation World Sect, there are mostly cultivators who turn their hands into clouds and rain...
"Why are you still standing there? Come with me!" The old man with rosacea raised his hand, interrupting everyone's contemplation.
"Uh... I'd like to ask Elder Zhou, how far is Mount Jiasan from here?" Chen Shen suddenly asked.
"Not too far, not too far, just over 1,700 miles."
"One thousand seven hundred miles is not far?"
Chen Shen twitched the corner of his mouth: "Well, I don't have a flying mount yet, so it would probably take a day and a night to run there on foot."
"Can you wait for your disciple to buy a flying mount first, and then go on the road with you?"
In fact, according to Chenshen's six-star Xuanhuang realm, after Xuan Qi turns into wings, it only takes less than half an hour to fly a distance of 1,700 miles.
But he couldn't expose his true cultivation level. With just one pair of legs, he could travel across mountains and rivers, and the Six-Star Xuan King's cultivation level could run two thousand miles in a day and night, which was the limit.
"Hey, what's the matter? I'll just take you there first."
"When you get to Jiasan Mountain, you can go to the internal market of Jiasan Mountain to buy a mount. This is called keeping the money from outsiders, you know?" The old man with rosacea blinked his eyes like an naughty boy, and then without saying a word, he grabbed Chen.
Shen's wrist rushed out of the hall.
Chen Shen looked dumbfounded.
However, he could feel that although this Zhou Jingen was fickle and a bit disrespectful, he had no ill intentions towards him.
Arriving outside the palace, Zhou Jingen let go of Chen Shen's wrist, motioned for the other person to stand farther away, and then shouted in a low voice: "Spread its wings!"
"Hoo ho!"
In an instant, two wide wings swung out from the old man's back, which were made from fire-based mystical energy. Chen Shen could feel a heat burning his face even though he was several steps away.
"Xuanqi turns into wings, this slovenly old man with rosacea turns out to be a powerful Xuanhuang?"
This scene really surprised Liu Susu and others who followed.
Immediately, he saw the old man with rosacea wave his hand and throw out a fire stick, motioning Chen Shen to grab the other end of the stick and said: "Boy, you have to hold on tight. Falling from a height of thousands of feet is not fun."
It’s my son’s business. Uh!”
At the end of Zhou Jingen's words, he couldn't help but burp.
"Uh... Elder Zhou, are you sure you want to fly? Drunk driving... uh no, you are already drunk driving." Chen Shen frowned with pain on his face.
He wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to hold the stick firmly. He was worried that the old man would fly and hit the mountain by himself?
Drunk driving and stuff like that are so scary.
"You're driving under the influence, hurry up!" Zhou Jing'en glared, and then shouted to the other disciples: "You guys should follow closely later, don't accidentally get lost, and hit something again.
Mountains and trees.”
Everyone was speechless for a while, thinking that you should take more care of yourself!
The night is bleak and the stars are sparse.
Chen Shen grabbed the fire stick and swayed greatly from left to right in the night wind. His whole body was in a mess: "Dear sister, I told you not to drive drunk! This old thing will do some thrilling tricks along the way."
After a while, the old man with rosacea suddenly became stable while flying.
However, before Chen Shen had time to be happy, a snoring sound suddenly came from his ears: "Hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe..."
"Nima! Are you asleep?"
The young man suddenly had the urge to scold his mother: "I said that my flight suddenly became smoother and continued to fall. How dare this old man put down his wings in the middle of the flight and start gliding!"
He glanced casually and realized that if they continued sliding, they would hit a hill.
Chen Shen couldn't help but shouted: "Elder Zhou, wake up! Elder Zhou..."
"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe..."
"Damn! He slept like a dead pig!" Chen Shen rolled his eyelids. He had no choice but to pull hard with his right hand, move his body up a short distance, and slap the old man with rosacea on the vest of the old man with his left hand.
"Cough, cough, cough! What are you doing?"
"Look ahead!"
Zhou Jingen glanced at it subconsciously, and he was so frightened that he lost all his drunkenness: "My dear mother!"
He flapped his wings hurriedly and finally narrowly missed the mountain bag.
"Did you fall asleep just now? It was quite difficult to wake up. What sweet dream were you having?" Chen Shen asked in a strange tone.
"Go, go, no matter how big or small!" the old man with rosacea muttered.
Perhaps because he was worried that the old guy would snore again after a while, Chen Shen simply started chatting with him: "By the way, Elder Zhou, you can turn your mysterious energy into wings, so you are a powerful person in the Xuanhuang realm, right?"
In fact, Chen Shen clearly realized that the old man was a five-star Xuan Emperor when he blossomed his Xuan Qi wings.
"That's right! This elder is a five-star Xuanhuang. Hehe, now you know how powerful this elder is, right?"
"You can be more respectful to me from now on, okay?" The old man with rosacea raised his head proudly.
Chen Shen nodded and asked again: "By the way, although this disciple has not been in the Qingyun Sect for a long time, he generally knows the selection rules of the Qingyun Sect's elders."
"Since you are a five-star Xuanhuang Realm expert, why do you still hold the title of outer sect elder? At the Xuanhuang Realm...can't you become an inner sect elder?"
In fact, this is what Chen Shen really wants to ask.
"Oh, it's a long story!" Zhou Jingen sighed, and the old naughty aura on his face couldn't help but shrink a bit.
Chen Shen encouraged: "Then why don't you just keep the story short? Anyway, we have to fly a long way, so we should just pass the time..."