Please show your spirit to our ancestors

Chapter 7 This Ye Xiu girl is endless
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Fortunately, the Xuan Mo Ling Sword did not try to get rid of them. Not long after leaving the mountain gate, it returned to Chen Jingyun's hands.

Chen Xuanmo suspected that if he flew by himself for a long time, he might consume the purple energy bit by bit. In the spirit of saving, it would be better to use his great-grandson as a vehicle.

Chen Daoyuan had no choice but to instruct: "Since the sword is spiritual and insists on doing this, you should keep it for now and report to your grandfather when you come back. Remember, don't use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Yes, fourth uncle."

Chen Jingyun held the Xuanmo Ling Sword carefully and wanted to put it into the storage ring, but he felt disrespectful. After thinking about it, he finally hid it respectfully in his arms.

Seeing that Chen Jingyun had put away the spiritual sword, Chen Daoyuan smiled and said, "Let's go."

As he spoke, he gently patted the storage bag, and a small red sword flew out of it. It grew longer as the wind blew, and it became bigger and bigger, emitting a faint glow of fire.

This is the [Fire Cloud Sword], a rare mid-grade magical weapon.

It can be used for attack and defense, and can also be used as a flying magic weapon. It really has endless uses.

Chen Daoyuan jumped up and flew down the mountain riding the Fire Cloud Sword.

Chen Jingyun also summoned a flying magic weapon - Lingye, and followed Chen Daoyuan in a casual manner with one hand behind his back.

Two streams of light, one red and one green, flew down along the mountain ridge.

Before, Chen Jingyun would have been extremely envious of his fourth uncle's Fire Cloud Sword, but when he thought of the Xuan Mo Ling Sword in his arms, his heart was filled with heat.

But before they flew down the mountain.

On the platform of the mountain path, a kite suddenly took off into the sky and flew towards us with a fluttering sound.

On the kite, there was a young girl sitting, her dress swaying in the wind, looking very beautiful.

If not Wang Qianqian, who else could it be?!

Chen Jingyun's face turned a little dark.

This Ye Xiu girl is never going to stop, right?
As she flew closer, Wang Qianqian forced a flattering smile towards Chen Jingyun.

However, she didn't say anything, but just flew at a constant speed about seven or eight feet away, as if to follow him wherever he went.

This left Chen Jingyun completely helpless.

"Jingyun, is this the beautiful young lady you met in the back mountain?" Chen Daoyuan was riding the Fire Cloud Sword at a leisurely speed. His long robe fluttered, making him look very handsome. He asked with a smile using the sound transmission technique, "She looks pretty. You have good taste."

This statement came out.

Chen Jingyun's face turned even darker.

Now, who in the entire Chen family doesn't know about this?
Feeling depressed, he increased his strength and urged the spirit leaves to speed up his flight.

However, he had the lowest cultivation level among the three people present, and Wang Qianqian and Chen Daoyuan could easily keep up.

When the three passed the foot of the mountain, they could see a mortal town not far away.

This is Chenjia Town, where mainly some mortal branches of the Chen family live, as well as mortals who serve the Cangyi Chen family.

However, Chen Daoyuan and others did not enter Chenjia Town, but bypassed the foot of Cangyi Mountain and headed straight northwest.

Practitioners in the Qi Refining Stage often do not fly too high.

Firstly, most magical instruments do not support high-altitude flight, and high altitudes are too dangerous. Once you fall from a magical instrument, if your spiritual power is not enough to control the air, you may fall to death.

Secondly, the higher one goes, the stronger the gale becomes, and cultivators often need to circulate their spiritual energy to resist the gale, which consumes too much of their own energy, and they will run out of energy before they fly too far.

But this time, before he flew dozens of miles away, Chen Jingyun's breathing became a little unstable and sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing this, Chen Daoyuan caught up with him on the Fire Cloud Sword and said with a smile: "Jingyun boy, you are flying too fast. When traveling long distances, you must not be in a hurry. You must pay attention to controlling the consumption of spiritual power and maintaining the speed of spiritual power recovery to achieve a clever balance."

When a monk uses a flying magic tool, he also needs to input spiritual power to drive the tool. The faster the speed, the more intense the spiritual power consumption.

This is the same principle as long-distance running. If you don’t control your rhythm well, it’s easy to run out of energy.

"Thank you, Fourth Uncle, for the reminder." Chen Jingyun hurriedly slowed down and glared fiercely at Wang Qianqian behind him. If she hadn't been staring at him too closely, he wouldn't have accelerated so quickly.

If he desperately burst out with all his strength, he could naturally burst out at a speed as fast as a flash of light in a short period of time. However, in this way, the consumption of spiritual power would be very alarming. With his level at the peak of the third level of Qi Refining, he could not maintain it for long.

Wang Qianqian, however, looked innocent, and followed him forward with a flattering smile, saying loudly: "Master Jingyun, if your cultivation is not good enough, you can lower your body, so that you can save spiritual energy consumption."

"Hmph!" Chen Jingyun turned his head and ignored her.

Isn't it just the Lingquan Realm? What's there to be proud of?

In less than a year, Chen Jingyun will be able to enter the Lingquan realm.

Wang Qianqian secretly complained in her heart that this Young Master Chen Jingyun was too difficult to serve and he would always give her the cold shoulder.

Qianqian, ah Qianqian, for the sake of the greater plan, you must hold on.

Chen Xuanmo followed slowly behind, and felt somewhat emotional when he saw this scene.

Thinking back to when he had just entered the foundation-building stage, he had "invented" a prone flying spell with the head forward and the hands in a gliding posture to reduce wind resistance, and he was very proud of it.

As a result, he was called over by his master and severely reprimanded, saying that his flying posture of controlling Qi was "like a rat or a pig", as if he was in a panic while running for his life.

We monks fly in the air, so we should hold our heads high and stand proudly between heaven and earth.

I said a lot of blah blah.

At that time, Chen Xuanmo was a little annoyed by his master's nagging, but now he thinks about it.

Hey~
Master, I, Chen Xuanmo, have ultimately failed to live up to your expectations.

闲话不提。

Chen Jingyun and his group flew for nearly an hour, covering a total distance of about 160 miles.

Just when the spiritual energy in Chen Jingyun's body was about to collapse, a farm came into view from afar.

It was a canyon area along the river, with crisscrossing paths and full of vitality.

This is Chen's Dingfeng Farm, which produces grain, a small amount of spiritual rice, and various poultry, livestock and other meats.

"Jingyun, let's stop at Dingfeng Farm and take a rest before continuing on our journey."

Chen Daoyuan urged the sword to fly towards Dingfeng Farm first. When he arrived in front of it, he pressed it down again and landed in front of the main gate of the farm with the Fire Cloud Sword.

The flying sword has not stopped yet.

He then lightly jumped off the flying sword with one hand behind his back, and then took a few steps in the air due to inertia.

Then he pointed his finger and the Fire Cloud Sword turned into a stream of light and returned to the storage bag. His posture was indescribably elegant.

Chen Jingyun followed closely behind and collected the flying magic weapon spirit leaf with the same set of movements.

He had been traveling for a long time and was out of breath, with sweat on his back. He looked less relaxed than his fourth uncle, but still looked very stylish.

Seeing this, Wang Qianqian, who was following closely behind, couldn't help but hold her forehead, feeling a slight headache.

When she saw Chen Jingyun's pretentious sword-sheathing action in the back mountain yesterday, she had the urge to tap her toes to the ground.

I originally thought it was just a matter of his personal preference and taste, but I never imagined that it was actually the signature move of the Chen family.

I wonder who designed this set of sword-collecting movements?
Not only is it childish, it's also embarrassing.

She even wanted to run away. Could such a rich sponsor really be trusted?

Only Chen Xuanmo, who followed in the form of a heroic spirit, watched his grandson and great-grandson put away their swords, and nodded in satisfaction. They are indeed descendants of my bloodline, Chen Xuanmo, and they all have about 50% of his spirit when he was young.

Back then, he had designed this set of sword-collecting movements with great effort, referring to the essence of many film and television works before the time travel.

When he was in Yunyang Sect, he attracted countless senior and junior sisters.

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(End of this chapter)