The spirited and scattered ancient immortal cheats corpses in the world of self-cultivation

Chapter 24 The Fourth Mission - The Dignity of the Gold Master 3
Mo Yiyi calmed down, and her congested brain regained its composure. Looking around again, she belatedly felt something was wrong.

First of all, the huge version of Jianzong's flying sword itself is no different from the real sword. It is thick in the middle, sharp on both sides, and has a tip and hilt.

Mo Yiyi sat on the flying sword, the arc was inclined, and she was very unsteady sitting on it.

Secondly, this huge version of the flying sword is not like a flying boat, and it has a place to live in shelter from the wind and rain.

There is nothing on this flying sword, it is flat!
The wind made Mo Yiyi a little cold, but the light source also came from the moonlight and the brightness emitted by Kongming lanterns.

Therefore, when a Kongming lantern flew away from her, and no second one flew over after that, her surroundings were very dark.

In the end, the flying sword was still flying quite high, at least a hundred meters above the ground. Sitting on the flying sword, feeling the cool temperature of the flying sword under his buttocks, Mo Yiyi's originally organized demeanor became distorted uncontrollably crooked.

Why on earth would Jianzong use a huge flying sword to pick up new disciples? ? ? !
Mo Yiyi's face was paralyzed, and after a displeased "ha", he still worked hard to modify the flying sword.

The first is the issue of lighting.

This is easy to say, she puts a lot of exquisite and beautiful lamps in the storage compartment that can be illuminated.

These lamps can absorb the aura in the air to emit light by themselves, but the aura in the mortal world is too thin, even Mo Yiyi can't gather the spirit stones in the mortal world, let alone ordinary lamps.

Fortunately, Mo Yiyi did not lack spirit stones, there was a high-grade spirit stone on top of a lamp, and after being charged with the high-grade spirit stone, the lamp became even more dazzling!

Then there is the place to sit.

This flying sword is made of metal, suspended in mid-air like this, the temperature of the sword body can be imagined.

Mo Yiyi took a large piece of felt, spread it on the flying sword, and then stuck it with a talisman. She finally had a place to sit.

After finishing the busy work, he sat down with difficulty, and on the huge flying sword, masters came one after another.

The first to come up was Butan, who flew up holding a pot of spiritual fruit tree Yu Jian, and lightly put it on the giant sword, seeing that Mo Yiyi was sitting securely, he smiled.

"Junior Sister Mo is very interested, but this giant sword is really cold when sitting up, and there is still wind when the Yujian flies up, so Junior Sister Mo should prepare for it?"

Mo Yiyi was silent and asked.

"Isn't there a defensive circle on this flying sword?"

This is back to the puzzle of switching to butanol.

"Why is the magic circle depicted on the flying sword?"

"There are defensive circles engraved on other people's flying boats."

"Oh, but Junior Sister Mo, ours is a flying sword, not a flying boat."

Ah, your size!

Surprised, Mo Yiyi stretched out his hand and slapped the flying sword under his body twice, asking incredulously.

"Isn't this 'Flying Boat'??"

After Butan blinked his eyes, he realized that Mo Yiyi had misunderstood.

He scratched his head, then looked down, and after confirming that no one was coming up, he approached Mo Yiyi and explained to her in a low voice.

"This is a sword. It is the ordinary sword that our Jianzong will give new disciples. It is produced by Jianzong, but it is made a little bigger, and it can be squeezed and put away."

Mo Yiyi let out a cry again, but Butan saw that Mo Yiyi seemed to be having a hard time accepting it, so he relieved her.

"Actually, it's nothing. This kind of giant sword is also very handsome. The monks of other sects don't know it. They just think that ours is also a 'flying boat', and it's still very handsome, especially a 'flying boat' with the characteristics of the sect!"

Very good, Jianzong once again refreshed Mo Yiyi's understanding of it!

Seeing that Mo Yiyi had stopped talking, Butan didn't stay any longer. After all, there were still a lot of potted spiritual plants to be brought up, so we couldn't waste time.

Butan went down, and after a while, other Jianzong disciples flew up one after another. Each of them was holding a big mahogany box in their arms, and they fell on the flying sword, and they finished moving it in a while, and then These disciples are working together to help Butan and Fang Jiaohong, helping them move up all the spiritual plants that Mo Yiyi bought, and finally the two purple-haired dogs that were locked in the cage again.

It doesn't matter if the cage is broken, a small jade sword that looks like an accessory hangs above the cage, these two restless purple-haired dogs are crushed by the breath of this jade sword!
Seeing those two being crushed into dog biscuits, Mo Yiyi felt a little better for no reason.

It's just that the things on the flying sword piled up more and more, and after a while, the giant flying sword was filled to the brim!
The reason is that those spiritual plants that were opened are too big, just a flower pot is enough for seven or eight people to hug, and piled up on the flying sword, it takes up a lot of space!

So, the current situation is that Mo Yiyi is sitting on the blanket in the center of Feijian, surrounded by palace lanterns, and other places in Feijian are filled with big pots of spiritual plants!
Jianzong's disciple, Yu Jian, was flying in the air, and some of them were holding large flowerpots of spiritual plants, and they didn't know where to put them!
Mo Yiyi and these disciples looked at me and I looked at you, and everyone was speechless for a moment.

Wu Bing walked in the air, flew into the air, looked down at the pile of flying swords condescendingly, and there seemed to be some sadness on his indifferent face.

Mo Yiyi made herself as calm as possible, she asked Wu Bing.

"Master, do we have a second flying sword?"

Wu Bing did not speak, obviously not.

"Master, can you make the flying sword bigger?"

Wu Bing still didn't speak or move, obviously, this didn't work either.

Finally, Mo Yiyi closed her eyes and gave her own solution.

"Master, why don't you take me to Qizong, they have extra flying boats, let's buy one."

If you buy a serious flying boat, you don’t have to sit on the flying sword to eat and sleep in the wind. If something happens, the wind blows, or it rains, the flying sword doesn’t even have a defensive circle. Will he be drowned if he stays on this flying sword? !
Wu Bing thought for a while, looked at so many spiritual plants, and in the end he didn't insist, and walked to Mo Yiyi's side in the air.

"Qizong's spaceship has already left, but I can take you there as a teacher."

After all, he had an extra flying sword in his hand that looked the same as the giant flying sword. The flying sword was floating in the air. Wu Bing lifted Mo Yiyi's collar and put her directly on the small flying sword!
Afterwards, without waiting for Mo Yiyi to say more, he flew into the air, and the flying sword followed him firmly, turning into a meteor together with him.

At the same time, an uncontrollable scream resounded through the night sky, but the flying sword's speed was too fast, and soon the scream disappeared.

Under such rapid flight, Mo Yiyi finally didn't hold back, and the scream in his heart still overflowed.

But soon, she covered her mouth, not to let out any more screams, and held it back!
Wu Bing in the infant sword stage was too fast, and Mo Yiyi sat firmly, but the wind was so strong that she seemed to be crying, but she didn't seem to be crying, because there were no traces of tears left on her face. up!
The feeling of the wind knife scraping the skin is also extremely uncomfortable, but she can no longer feel it. Her biggest sense is still in her ears. The strong wind makes her ears hum, the sound is extremely loud, so loud that it can make people lose their senses. The level of the senses!
So, when Wu Bing caught up with Qizong's spaceship and wanted to release Mo Yiyi from the flying sword, she firmly grabbed the hilt of the flying sword, and couldn't get off it!
Mo Yiyi is very stubborn, it's not that she didn't sit on the flying sword enough, but she is very dizzy now, afraid that her feet will fall to the ground, without Wu Bing's spiritual power, she will just sit down on the ground!
Such a miserable Mo Yiyi, after his master followed her, even stretched out his hands to tidy up the messed-up accessories and clothes on his body.

So, when the steward of the Qi Sect came out, he saw a Mo Yiyi whose face was a little pale, but everything else was fine.

Mo Yiyi's dignity as a benefactor has been preserved!
(End of this chapter)