Chapter 625: A Thousand Miles in a Day
Fortunately, with this gliding suit, Liang Dong's falling speed slowed down a lot, and the pair of frost-white goose wings behind him made his room for maneuvering above the sky suddenly much larger.
As for how to evacuate, Liang Dong had a plan in his heart. At the beginning, his plan was to quietly climb down from the peak of the Great Fire Peak at night, taking advantage of the darkness covering the earth, and when he reached a height of two or three hundred meters, he used the frost white goose wings behind him to quietly escape from the entire mountain range.
However, after coming to the top of the mountain, Liang Dong changed his plan, perhaps because he was afraid in his heart, he didn't want to return the way he came. Therefore, the use of glider suits was put on the agenda by Liang Dong.
Liang Dong had two options, either to slide down directly northeast from the summit of the Great Fire Peak, so that the place where he could eventually land would be much closer to where the human forces were. Another option is to head deeper into the Pingling Mountain Range, so that although you may encounter more powerful demon beasts, in the depths of the mountain range, peaks are not uncommon, and Liang Dong can completely land on top of the second-class peaks.
You must know that even in the Pingling Mountain Range, not every mountain peak is suitable for the survival of demon beasts, especially high-level demon beasts. It can even be said that there are very few peaks suitable for the survival of high-level demon beasts, after all, their cultivation also requires a large amount of aura.
Liang Dong took a deep breath, and with a flick of the frost white goose wings behind him, Liang Dong flew like a big bird towards the depths of the Pingling Mountains in the southwest. If you look at it from above, Liang Dong is really like a frost-white goose, flying freely in the sky.
What a wonderful thing it would be if things were really going so well!
Just as Liang Dong was flying towards the southwest, in the distant sky behind him, a flock of frost-white geese flew from a distance and slowly approached Liang Dong. Maybe Liang Dong's appearance at the moment was really like a frost-white flying goose, and the frost-white goose flock actually flew low towards Liang Dong.
The birdsong from behind was getting closer and closer, and Liang Dong turned his head in surprise, only to see a flock of frost-white geese under the leadership of the head goose, actually flying towards him, and the herringbone formation was like an arrow.
Liang Dong frowned slightly, the situation was a little wrong, these flying goose beasts didn't look like they were looking for trouble with him, the eighth-order flying goose at the head was not the flying goose with the two wings he had picked before, and if he wanted to trouble him, he didn't need to bring those low-level flying goose beasts behind him.
Liang Dong cautiously flew in mid-air, and at the same time, his body was also under the effect of the earth's gravity, constantly falling downward, although by now, the speed of his fall had begun to slow down.
To Liang Dong's surprise, the eighth-order flying goose beast led by him actually flew under his feet, and before Liang Dong could breathe a sigh of relief, his whole person had already landed in the center of the herringbone formation composed of the flying geese group.
Almost instantly, Liang Dong felt a lightness of his body, an upward support, supporting Liang Dong no longer falling downward, and at the same time following the flock of geese forward.
Before Liang Dong came back to his senses, a thrust was sent out from the formation, sending Liang Dong into the position behind the herringbone array, mixed into the wild goose flock, the force that originally supported Liang Dong was reduced a lot at this moment, Liang Dong subconsciously flapped the frost white goose wings behind him, and then under the effect of a traction force, he flew south with the wild goose.
When geese fly, they are often arranged in the shape of a "human" character or an oblique "one". Some say this is a sign of strict discipline in the flock, but in fact, it is a secret to some migratory birds saving physical exertion during long-distance migration. When birds fly, the tips of their wings create a forward-flowing air stream called a "tail vortex". The birds in the back make use of the "tail vortex" in the front, which is much less effort when flying.
The formation of the geese when flying is suitable for the use of the "tail vortex" air flow, and the more geese there are, the less effort it will have to fly. At the same time, flying in line can also defend against enemies, take care of each other, and avoid falling behind.
Because the leader goose has no "tail vortex" to use, it is the hardest, so the formation of the goose flock often changes, and its function is to rotate the head goose, so that it is not too tired.
Liang Dong swept over the flying goose beasts that continued to fly without distraction, and then looked back at the pair of frost-white flying geese behind him, and the sky-blue glider suit on his body, he laughed a little helplessly, his eyes were full of absurdity!
It turned out that the leading flying goose beast thought that it was a lost flying goose, and it could even be said that the defects on the wings behind him were all regarded as the reason for the loss of the group. The Flying Goose's IQ was clearly problematic.
At this time, it is easy for Liang Dong to get out, as long as he puts away the frost white goose wings behind him, cancels the light body technique and a spell on his body, and falls down rapidly, then he will soon disappear from the sight of the wild goose, and naturally he will not need to follow the wild goose to continue to fly south.
Of course, this year only flashed in Liang Dong's mind. You must know that once he starts to fall rapidly, the speed on his body will be out of control, and what it will look like when he lands when the time comes, Liang Dong is not sure.
Taking a deep breath, Liang Dong vigorously fanned the frost-white goose wings behind him, and followed the large army in the herringbone flying goose flock to continue to fly south. Whenever the true qi and physical strength in his body were exhausted, an invisible force would push him into the formation to rest for a while, and when he had regained a certain amount of strength, he would come out of the formation again.
Not only Liang Dong, all the frost white goose beasts enjoy the same treatment, except for the leading eighth-order goose beast, all the flying geese need to rest more or less every once in a while, Liang Dong may rest more often because of the damage to his "own" goose wings.
After all, flying geese are also one of the birds and beasts, and the time to fly every day is limited. According to Liang Dong's observation within a few days, when the geese really fly, they are probably from afternoon to dusk, and they will stop flying after three or four hours after dusk, and they generally do not fly after waking up in the morning.
When Liang Dong started to take away the wings of an eighth-order flying goose, the time was almost around five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only an hour before it got dark and night. It didn't take long for the sky to darken completely, and the stars twinkled in the night sky, shining all over the land.
Liang Dong's feeling at the moment is very wonderful, he has not used the frost white goose wings once or twice, but the time to use them each time is very short, after all, he is not a real bird and beast, and the pair of frost white goose wings behind him rely more on his own true qi cultivation.
But now it's different, Liang Dong is at an altitude of two thousand meters, and the sky is dark, he must always turn on his tailwind ears, constantly perceive the surrounding airflow environment, adjust the direction of his wings along the airflow, and at the same time carefully pay attention to his true qi loss, and turn all the help into the power to follow the flock of geese.
Compared with the flock of geese, the speed of Liang Dong's flight is really not complimentary, if it weren't for the extra care of the leader's flight, Liang Dong would have fallen behind long ago.
Time passed slowly, and before I knew it, the middle of the night had passed, and Liang Dong had already followed the flock of geese for five or six hundred miles at this time.
(End of chapter)