"Air"
As Lingqing raised the feather in his hand, he chanted a spell loudly.
In an instant, the air rippled, and a pair of wide transparent wings formed behind him.
When the wings took shape, he felt his body light up, as if he could leave the ground and fly at any time.
Feeling the feeling of weightlessness, Ling Qing tiptoed and his whole body immediately left the ground and flew into the air.
As the body gradually rises, a feeling of joy continues to brew in the chest.
"Oh ho~"
When he rushed out of the jungle and stood on the treetops out of thin air, he finally couldn't help but scream.
Since ancient times, whether it is the monks' art of flying in the clouds or the mortals using equipment to create hot air balloons, airplanes, etc.
It all illustrates human beings' longing and desire for the sky.
After experimenting for a while, Lingqing discovered that Tian Tian mastered this spell, which was more like a sky-walking technique than a flying technique.
The effect of this spell was not to create a pair of air wings and fly like a bird as he imagined, but to allow him to walk in the air as if he were walking on land.
The wings behind him are just for looks.
Moreover, the effect of a spell is very short, only a few seconds.
Fortunately, when he burns this spell into the spell book, he can continue to use it as long as he has enough feathers, thereby extending the flight time.
As long as the spells triggered using the spell book can be recited correctly, the spells will not fail due to violent movement or fighting.
However, Lingqing is still far away from being able to fly freely in the sky. Even so, this does not hinder his curiosity about flying.
At the same time, it also made him more motivated to seek immortality in Mount Laoshan.
Presumably, when he successfully cultivates and learns the art of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist, he will be able to swim freely between heaven and earth.
He was also looking forward to the flying ability and wild transformation he gained when he upgraded his career level to level 8.
However, when Ling Qing came back from the joy of being able to fly, he was a little confused.
"Where have I come?"
Taking advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun, he looked at the map in his hand and found that he had no idea where he was.
The surrounding area was desolate, with no human habitation anywhere as far as the eye could see.
After sensing the direction with the druid's ability, Lingqing walked eastward.
It is said that when a druid walks in the jungle, he can record the environment where he passes and form a map in his mind just like running a map in the game.
But who made him fly into the sky, and in the middle of the journey, in order to test the ultimate flying height, he flew upwards desperately.
As a result, the perception in the middle was cut off a lot.
At this moment, it was like he had two map fragments and wanted to put them together, but he had no idea how far apart they were.
Fortunately, soon after it got dark, he saw signs of growing crops.
Then he followed these traces and found a trail that should be leading to the village.
Sure enough, after walking for a while, Ling Qing looked at the village not far away and couldn't help but quicken his pace.
However, as he got closer, he noticed something was wrong.
Although it is now the late autumn season, the birds and animals have disappeared, and the insects have disappeared, but the surroundings are too quiet.
At the same time, the village was silent, like a beast lurking in the night.
It's also like a deserted village.
Ling Qing tightened the long staff in his hand and touched the spell book on his waist, letting it float around his left hand for easy triggering at any time.
He walked cautiously towards the village.
It wasn't that he chose to go to Tiger Mountain knowing that there were tigers in the mountains. Although the village was unusually quiet, there was nothing unusual about his perception or the Kiki Pill he was wearing.
That's why he dared to come over, otherwise he would rather sleep in the wilderness than take risks.
When he arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw a slightly dilapidated small temple standing quietly under a big tree with a crown like a canopy.
He stopped and looked at the small temple that was only waist high, or to be precise, the clay statue inside.
This is a classic earth temple. If you look carefully, there is a couplet posted on the left and right.
"Soil can produce all things
The earth can bring a thousand blessings.”
In his perception, this ordinary small temple exuded an aura that he was very familiar with, and the statue of the god was the source of this aura.
That is the breath of the earth.
Along the way, Lingqing also saw a lot of earth temples, but most of them were connected to villages and surrounding farmland.
Although the same was true for the temple in front of him, he felt that there was something original in this land that converged on this clay statue.
If an ordinary earth temple is connected with the surrounding villages and land, this connection also restricts the earth god from leaving the current land.
But the earth temple in front of him gave him the feeling that after all this origin was restrained.
This earth temple seems to be able to leave the temple at any time without being restrained.
While Ling Qing was thinking, the statue in the temple in front of him flashed a wave of energy.
Then an old man with white hair and beard holding a cane appeared in front of him.
Seeing this, Ling Qing took a step back suddenly, blocking the wooden staff in front of him, and suddenly grabbed the spell book in his hand.
"Scholar, don't panic, Lao Chan belongs to the land of Huaishu Village. He only showed up because he saw the scholar's extraordinary temperament."
When the land god saw Ling Qing, he stroked his snow-white beard and said with a smile.
"I wonder what the honor of honoring a god and meeting a young man is?"
Sensing that the Earth God in front of him did not have any ill intentions, Ling Qing couldn't help but feel relieved and asked.
"Haha, a scholar should not be called a god. An old man is no more than a piece of land in the village. A scholar can only be called the Lord of the Land."
The Earth God chuckled, waved his sleeves to sweep away the floating dust on the two stone pillars under the tree, stretched out his hand and said, "Scholar, please sit down."
"Eunuch, please take a seat." Ling Qing also raised his hand and the two of them took their seats.
Then I heard Tu Tu Gong say: "I worked as a long-term laborer in Changyang Town when I was young, and I admired scholars very much.
This Huaishu Village is located in a remote place, close to Miao Mountain and not on the roadside, so few outsiders come here, let alone scholars who have read the books of sages and sages.
When I see the scholar today, I can't help but complain. I hope the scholar won't be surprised. "
"Where? I heard my father-in-law said that this place is close to Temple Mountain?"
Lingqing subconsciously modestly asked, "But that temple mountain where tigers are infested?"
I would rather spend more than ten days taking a long detour just to avoid these tigers.
Unexpectedly, after flying for a while, it was delivered to your door yourself?
"It turns out that the scholar has also heard about it. Recently, the tiger demon deep in the temple mountain led a group of evil mountain tigers down the mountain to eat people.
Many nearby villages have already been in trouble, and the Zaohua Village next door was also in trouble the day before yesterday. It seems that it will be the turn here soon. "
After hearing this, the landowner sighed and said.
Then he stood up and bowed, "Actually, I have something to ask for when I stop the scholar tonight."
