Under the control of Yang Ling's divine thoughts, the Gou Chen Flying Sword flickered and moved in the air, sometimes like light and shadow shuttling, sometimes like a lotus blooming, sometimes like a dragon soaring into the air, and sometimes like a spirit crane flying. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the guidance of the Yufu Sword Technique, Yang Ling felt that he and the flying sword had a sense of divine connection, as if this flying sword was an idea in his brain, although this idea was still immature and a little jerky, but it was just that he was not fully familiar with the Yufu Sword Technique, with a lot of practice, practice makes perfect, and there would be no obstacles.

At that time, the relationship between the flying sword and oneself was like one's own legs and feet, although it can be used, but it can only do some very simple actions, chopping and cutting, you can't experience the kind of 360-degree rotation chic side kick that wants to take off 360 degrees, and in the end you can only make a simple dog leg peeing posture, that kind of unforgettable sadness, will make you sad to death.

In addition to the control of the flying sword's posture, the biggest thing is the blessing of its power, it turns out that Yang Ling uses the flying sword, which is simply to inject the vitality into the flying sword, and then savagely use the physical attributes of the flying sword to attack, in this state, he can hardly even cut the carapace of the Yuan Scorpion of the Divine Yuan Realm, but now with the sword technique, with the support of the power of the divine soul, you can activate the formation inside the flying sword, and increase the input vitality by ten times through the formation, and then release it through the flying sword.

Only to this extent can the power of the magic weapon be truly brought into play.

If you're not familiar with it, then practice.

Yang Ling withdrew the flying sword, and then immersed himself in the sword technique, and when he encountered an obscure place, he probed his divine sense into the divine spring, and waited for the spring water of the Daigo empowerment to drip down.

Time passed, and another month passed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Ling, who was sitting on the platform, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and turned around and stepped out of the gate of the Yufu Cave Heaven, and a few seconds later, his figure appeared in the square in front of the main hall of the Jade Void Palace.

I saw him wave his hand, and after a flash of light, a flying sword of four or five meters long and more than two feet wide was suspended in front of him, and he stepped on it in one step.

"Huh~"

The flying sword unleashed a fierce momentum and soared into the air, and then turned into a bright and cold light and shadow, supporting him to disappear into the sky in an instant.

It's so cool~!

Yang Ling stood on top of the flying sword, facing the sunset with his arms open, the breeze around him howling, and the mountains under his feet recklessly, this relaxed and pleasant expectation, he had been waiting for almost a year, and now, he could finally be a legendary sword immortal.

The scenery flies by in a flash.

After flying for a few minutes, the mountain gradually became flat and low, Yang Ling felt that the scenery below seemed to be somewhat familiar, not only a two-story building, but also a telephone pole and cement pavement, and then looked up.

~!

How can there be such a big city?

He hurriedly stopped his figure, let go of his divine thoughts, and was immediately dumbfounded, Lao Tzu was not in the critical space, how could he fly to Chang'an?

Could it be that Lao Tzu accidentally penetrated the formation of the Eight Poles Illusory Astrolabe?

Yang Ling was in a trance for a while, feeling a little lack of oxygen in his brain.

There are still a lot of cars coming and going on the roads around the city, and it is the evening time to get off work, and countless people come out of the office to look up at the sky and see the rare sunset in early spring.

"Dad~ Look, there's a man floating in the sky!" said a little girl sitting on her father's shoulder, pointing to the sky.

"Yaya is too dazzled by watching too many cartoons, right?

"There......" the little girl pointed out of the city.

"My day~!" As soon as the man's hand was released to rub his eyes, the little girl was planted with a fight

"~!Look, there's a sword fairy in the sky!" In another place in Chang'an City, a guy who was walking suddenly pointed to the sky and roared.

"Where, where is it? Your uncle, he is really a sword immortal, just on the top of the West Mountain!"

"Go, go, Lao Tzu wants to worship him as a teacher......"

"The fairy with a sword, it is estimated that Linghai Technology has come up with new flying equipment, right?"

"I'm going to marry him......" a girl yelled while taking a wild shot with her mobile phone.

……

It's a big deal!

Yang Ling, who was standing on the flying sword, was taken aback by the information fed back from the divine thoughts, and quickly put away the flying sword, and his body disappeared from the air without a trace in a flash.

But this can't hide the fact that he once appeared extremely stylishly.

Although it was only a minute or two, the small half of Chang'an City was almost a sensation, and with a large number of photos and videos spreading on the Internet, a legend of a sword immortal appearing in Chang'an appeared in front of everyone.

Countless people began to analyze these pictures, because they are really a little far apart, and the nearest shooting distance is almost a kilometer, plus almost all of them are taken with mobile phones, which are completely amateur level, so people's faces are almost unclear, and if they are taken a few kilometers away, they can only see a vague little spot on the photo.

Although it is true that people can't see clearly, the huge sword that shines brightly in the setting sun is very clear.

A lot of analysis data shows that this is indeed a sword with a plus plus size, especially at the moment when Yang Ling disappeared at the end, the flying sword bounced in the air and shrunk, it could not be a hovering aircraft at all.

Regardless of the uproar in the outside world, Yang Ling had already hid in the courtyard of the system at this time.

But he hadn't recovered from the fear he had just hauled, and he was laughing and crying by the situation in front of him.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a small square table, on which are placed all kinds of cut ingredients, such as scorpion meat, bean skin lotus root slices, fish and shrimp loaches...... There are seven or eight kinds of them, there is a hot pot in the center of the table, the hot pot is connected to a steel cylinder, which is tumbling at this time, the red soup base is steaming, and the whole yard is filled with a rich spicy and fragrant taste.

There are all kinds of strange human and semi-human creatures crowded around the table, the old man of the spider dominates the side, leaving Oda Yukiko, the old man Xian, and the kittens all sit on the chair with chopsticks, some use forks, and some directly use their paws, all of them are happily scalding the hot pot, eating one by one with red faces, sweating, and from time to time they raise their wine glasses to touch it, Yang Ling saw that there were still a few wine bottles from the Yufu Immortal family on the ground.

Erdan squatted next to the table, sticking out his long tongue and watching several people eat hot pot, occasionally making a call from his mouth, and Oda Yukiko would throw a piece of the scalded scorpion meat to it.

Seeing Yang Ling appear, Erdan ran over with a meat fart in his mouth, put the meat in front of him, and then looked at him expectantly and flatteringly. (To be continued.) )