Chapter 8 Sword Control

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Natives are not like monsters. After being hacked to death by players, items will explode.

But the natives carry things with them, and the same goes for touching corpses.

Maybe there will be unexpected gains.

When the green-clothed guard fell from the air, Zhang Yuhe did not go over to check.

Instead, he started happily touching the corpse.

After some searching, Zhang Yuhe found a ring from the boy in white.

This guy actually strung the ring on a chain and hung it around his neck.

If you didn't look carefully, you almost didn't see it.

"This should be the storage ring."

Zhang Yuhe took the ring and looked at it twice, then picked up the flying sword on the ground and quickly ran towards the place where the green-clothed guard landed.

He was in no hurry to check the contents of the ring, now was not the time.

It is obviously inappropriate to stay at a murder scene to check for stolen goods.

Who knows if there are any accomplices of these two people nearby, so he has to run farther away first.

After a while, Zhang Yuhe ran to the place where the Tsing Yi guard landed.

"Well, he's actually not dead yet."

The scene at the scene surprised him.

I saw that the green-clothed guard did not die on the spot, but was struggling to crawl forward.

He was stabbed through the chest with a long knife, but he didn't die.

Is the vitality of a cultivator so tenacious?

Seeing Zhang Yuhe's arrival, the green-clothed guard looked desperate, knowing that Zhang Yuhe would never let him go.

Everyone knows the principle of killing and silence, but I just regret that I am unlucky enough to be with a crazy young master.

If the Sixth Young Master hadn't been impulsive and ignorant, how could they have provoked a master like Zhang Yuhe.

This is the case in the world of immortality. Strong strength is the last word. People who are weak but still arrogant will basically not live long.

However, it's too late now.

The green-clothed guard shouted to Zhang Yuhe unwillingly.

"If you kill the Sixth Young Master, the Wu family in Feiyun City will not let you go."

"People who want to die still talk nonsense."

Zhang Yuhe was too lazy to argue with him, so he casually punched him and finished him off completely.

He took out a small bag from the green-clothed guard, and then quickly ran away.

As for the flying sword of the green-clothed guard, he didn't know where it fell. He didn't have time to look for it now.

Get out of here quickly, who knows what these immortal cultivators will do.

What if the Wu family in Feiyun City had sensed the death of the young man in white, wouldn't they immediately follow him?

If that were to happen, he would be in big trouble.

Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best.

As long as he runs fast enough, trouble can't catch up with him.

Zhang Yuhe made up his mind and ran first as a sign of respect.

While running wildly into the distance, he checked the storage ring in his hand.

The storage equipment of immortal cultivators will have special seals that only they can unlock.

As for the Tsing Yi guard's storage bag, put it aside for now. The young master must be richer than the guard.



Under normal circumstances, if you want to unlock other people's storage equipment, you can only spend time and use your spiritual consciousness to grind it slowly.

Of course, dead people’s belongings are not included in this list.

Once the immortal cultivator dies, the seal of the storage equipment will be greatly weakened, and it is not difficult to break it.

He only knew this common sense through the information on the screen chat channel.

Zhang Yuhe ran all the way, and at the same time, he released a ray of consciousness and slowly reached into the storage ring on his hand.

After about a few minutes, a space of five or six cubic meters appeared in his field of vision.

The first thing that came into view was a neat pile of spiritual stones.

"Haha, you are indeed a young man. He is really rich."

Zhang Yuhe glanced at it and saw that there were probably more than three thousand spiritual stones.

The golden belt for murder and arson, the ancients will not deceive me.

If you just rely on killing monsters, how long will it take to earn so much?

It's better to make money faster by killing people, and gain a lot of weight.

Seeing the increase in the number of spiritual stones in the storage ring, Zhang Yuhe couldn't help but look happy.

However, although the spirit stone is dazzling, it is not the focus of his attention.

Spiritual stones can be earned slowly.

Compared with the natives of Yu Fantian, it is easier for players to make money.

After all, if they kill the monster, in addition to getting the corpse of the monster, they will also explode something, which can be regarded as a double benefit. The natives do not have such benefits.

"Let's see if there's anything good."

What Zhang Yuhe needs is martial arts or magical powers. If that doesn't work, some books recording common knowledge about cultivating immortals will do.

The feeling of being illiterate is very uncomfortable.

In addition to the spirit stones, there were some other things scattered in the storage ring of the boy in white.

Various personal belongings, as well as some bottles and cans, wooden boxes with talismans on them, Zhang Yuhe even saw some women's clothes in the rings.

I have to say that this Wu Laoliu is a young man who knows how to play.

Zhang Yuhe's consciousness quickly scanned the ring space and soon found a crystal clear jade slip.

"Let's see what's recorded in the jade slip. I hope it's a martial art."

Zhang Yuhe took out the jade slip and looked at it with anticipation.

"It's actually a sword-controlling skill."

"Alright."

"Try to see if you can learn it first."

In the ring of the young man in white, only a jade slip was found, and no other skills or magical powers were found.

Sword-controlling is a general skill for monks, and it does not just refer to sword-controlling and flying.

It is a general term for the skills of wielding a magic weapon. If a monk wants to control the magic weapon to fly and attack, he must first learn the art of sword control.

This is a very practical skill, and he plans to learn it first.

As his spiritual consciousness penetrated, the method of using swordsmanship was completely reflected in his mind.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult."

After a while, Zhang Yuhe read all the contents in the jade slip.

I don't know if he is overconfident, but he thinks this spell is very simple.

I feel like I know it at a glance.

“You’ll know after you try it.”

Zhang Yuhe took out a flying sword, which belonged to the boy in white.

He took the flying sword in his hand and looked at it carefully.

On the hilt of the flying sword, there are four small characters engraved on it: Feiyunwu.liu.

When no one is controlling it, the entire flying sword is only about a foot long.

This is a low-grade magical weapon, which is a bit shabby for Zhang Yuhe's current cultivation level.

But it would be nice to have a magic weapon, and he didn’t choose it.

While running away, he refined the flying sword.

After a while, the refining of the flying sword was completed.

Zhang Yuhe stopped and waved his right hand.

A small flying sword emitted light and hovered in front of him.

"go……"

Zhang Yuhe waved his right hand, and the flying sword flew straight into the distance in a streak of light.

boom……

Under his control, the flying sword directly cut off a large tree as thick as a bucket in the distance.

"Return,"

Feijian returned to him in an instant.

"Haha, it's very simple."

Following Zhang Yuhe's control, the flying swords flew rapidly around his body.

He thought that it would take a lot of time to master a spell, but he didn't know that it was actually much simpler than he thought.

In just two or three minutes, Zhang Yuhe had mastered the art of sword control and could control the flying sword as if he were using an arm.

"How could it be so easy? Is it because I am so smart that I can learn spells very quickly?"

He thought silently.

Normally, learning a new spell shouldn't be so fast.

For example, Mr. Wu must have been studying for a long time.

But when he controlled the flying sword to deal with the wild boar monster, he looked very clumsy.

If it hadn't been for the green-clothed guards taking action, he would have been killed by the wild boar monster.

"Am I not only a cultivation genius, but also a magic genius?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it. It's not a bad thing anyway."

Zhang Yuhe didn't hesitate. Just learn it. Why think so much?

"Try the flying effect."

Zhang Yuhe summoned the flying sword again, then stepped forward and stood firmly on the flying sword.

"Let's go."

The flying sword made a stream of light, carrying him quickly forward.

"Haha, I can finally fly."

Zhang Yuhe stood on the flying sword, laughing wildly.

At this time, he was wearing a gift ring on his hand and flying with a flying sword on his feet, looking like an immortal.

Just when Zhang Yuhe was laughing triumphantly, the Wu family in Feiyun City was in a state of panic.

In the main hall of the Wu family, a middle-aged man wearing a silver crown roared angrily.

"What did you say, Liu'er's soul light went out?"