In front of Gao Sishu was a pair of daggers, one of which was curved and the other was a straight sword, suspended there, emitting fluorescence.
In the back, next to Wang Hu is a pair of boxing gloves, and the others have swords or knives, or other weapons of various colors.
But uniformly, they all smelled of magic weapons.
Gao Sishu directly grasped the two daggers and waved them, twisting the air and seeming to tear open the surrounding space.
It's good stuff!
"Thank you, senior brother, for the treasure!" Everyone bowed their heads.
Song Yin waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, this is all for the great plan of the righteous way. You are my junior brothers. If you are strong, the sect will be strong, and the glory of the righteous way will be realized as soon as possible! Go and destroy the evil way! The evil way is treacherous, Don’t be complacent, it’s okay to be careful in everything. Junior brother, you come to hold the line!”
"yes!"
After Sun Jiubei handed over his hand, he stepped forward. Immediately, fluorescent light flowed around him, transforming into a heroic armor, and there was also a long gun in his hand. He slammed the handle of the gun to the ground, and suddenly he was stunned. A silver cloud grew at my feet.
The clouds expanded extremely quickly and quickly spread across the square, covering the soles of other junior disciples' feet.
I saw this silver cloud rising and floating directly into the sky with other junior disciples, making others scream in surprise.
Flying to heaven!
Who has seen this?
"No, isn't my junior brother only at level three? Can he also fly?"
Zhang Feixuan said in surprise: "And this armor."
This thing looks familiar to him. Wasn't it the same pair of armor and silver guns that the resentful soul gathering was wearing back then?
"Senior brother said that I have the talent of a little immortal and can control his yellow wind. Once I refine it, it becomes this cloud."
Sun Jiubei said with a smile: "The armor and spear were also given by senior brother."
Song Yin nodded and smiled, "You guys, let's get going too."
"Damn it, do it!"
Seeing Song Yin looking over, Wang Qi was holding the axe. He opened his mouth and inhaled, and the clouds formed by the yellow wind were sucked into his body. Then his body shook and he used his magic power to create a cloud of gray and white mist at the soles of his feet.
Zhang Feixuan stretched out his hand, and the clouds floating around him entered his body, and then a scarlet wind came out under his feet.
Gao Sishu was wrapped in green mist, covering his figure.
Bells smiled and rode on the lotus platform, standing parallel to Sun Jiu's stele. A group of people rode in the air and flew straight to the east.
Song Yin watched them leave, curled his lips and said with a smile: "I wish you and others a victory."
He did not doubt that the junior brothers would fail. Although the little junior brother's talent as a fairy was not invincible, it was more than enough to deal with the evil ways.
The other junior disciples each have their own magic methods, and they will naturally win against a Xumi channel evil way.
This can also test their practice over the past six months.
Song Yin waved his sleeves again, transformed into yellow wind, and appeared directly at the foot of the mountain.
The mortals at the foot of the mountain were looking up at the silver clouds flying out from the top of the mountain. When they saw Song Yin coming here, they all raised their hands and said, "See you, sir!"
"I have already said that there is no need to call me Master, just call me Great Immortal or Song Yin."
Song Yin laughed and said: "Is there anything to eat? I have been in seclusion for a long time, but I haven't tasted any food."
Although he does not need to eat, relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, he cannot be hungry, but food is what everyone needs, and how can anyone not eat.
"Yes, yes! Please come in!" Su Yougen nodded hurriedly.
"It doesn't matter, just eat outside. I haven't gone down the mountain during this time, and I also want to see the situation in the village."
As he spoke, he looked around.
The current village is different from the past. There are cultivated fields everywhere, and large areas of food and herbs are grown. Every household has a stable and some small animals are raised. You can even see two big pigs arching their noses there.
Those were piglets, chickens and ducks that were previously seized from the Armored Gate, but they are still being raised.
Compared to before, there is obviously much more vitality now.
Su Yougen called for others to bring out a set of tables and chairs from the room, and quickly put food on them, as well as a stone pot with dishes that could be cooked.
"Master, the conditions are simple, don't dislike it."
"It doesn't matter, they are all offered by people at the foot of the mountain. The land in Sumeru is also very barren. To achieve this level is pretty good."
Song Yin was not polite, sat down, picked up the chopsticks and put the lettuce into the stone pot.
"Sir, I saw a lot of clouds just now, what are the immortals doing?" Su Yougen asked.
"Eradicate evil ways."
The boiling water boiled in the stone pot scalded the lettuce very quickly. Song Yin put a chopstick into his mouth, nodded slightly and said: "When the Xumi Vein evil path is cleared out, this place will be clean, and then we will move. Go to the human world."
Suppressing evil is their first step, and then they will go to the human world.
The land here is barren, resources are scarce, and the mountains are isolated from the outside world. There is really no need to live here.
"It just so happens that you managed it well. Later I will attack Fulong Pass in the west. There are a hundred defenders there. It happens to be disorderly. If you make more preparations, the living standards of that city will be left to you to manage. "
The place of his relocation was Fulong Pass.
That place was the paradise of cave heaven that Song Yin had chosen!
Sitting there, Song Yin would take care of the human world.
The nearby Baishou City happened to be the first one to be managed.
There are too many evil ways in the world, most of which are disordered. His Golden Immortal Sect is the right way. Others don't care, so their Golden Immortal Sect will take care of it!
"Everything follows the master's decree." Su Yougen cupped his hands and said.
"You said it all. That's all."
Song Yin waved his hand and smiled, then looked at the other mortals gathered around him and said, "Just in time, come and see the style of my Golden Immortal Sect."
He drew a circle with his finger and saw a round mirror suddenly appearing in the sky. In the mirror, it was Sun Jiubei and the others flying in the air.
…
In the mountains, Wang Qizheng glanced at the gray and white fog surrounding his knees, and then at the scarlet wind at Zhang Feixuan's feet and the green fog surrounding Gao Sishu.
After that, he raised his head and looked at Sun Jiu Monument, which was riding a lotus platform in the air with a golden wheel on top of its head, like a fairy bell, and the clouds and mist above it, carrying a group of people, which looked more like a fairy. He cursed: "He Damn it! Why are the three of us different?"
Not to mention the Sun Jiu Monument. He was dressed in armor, holding a spear, and had a silver mark between his eyebrows. He looked heroic and mighty, like a general descending from heaven.
As for Lingdang, everyone is the same group of core disciples, so why should she look like a god?
And the three of them looked like monsters.
They cannot fly.
No, to be precise, Wang Qizheng cannot fly.
Although it was all caused by senior brother Huang Feng, his magic power changed, and gray mist rose under his feet, and he was running around close to the ground, but his speed was a little faster.
Zhang Feixuan was almost parallel to him, flying low in the air.
Gao Sishu also transformed into green mist, looking like a poisonous monster.
"Hey, we are different."
Zhang Feixuan flew upwards and said: "I can fly, it's just that you can't fly."
"Same." Gao Sishu's voice sounded in the green mist, and the green mist spread upwards.
"Get out!" Wang Qizheng cursed.
Why can't he fly?
He wanted to fly, but as he rose up, he simply jumped up.
It's just the strength of the feet, but it's faster than flying.
It's just that if you can't fly, you're not a god!
(End of chapter)
