Yang Zhao rented out the original small courtyard, then packed up the bedding and moved it to the new second courtyard.
This second-entry courtyard is located in a remote place, far away from the place where Yang Zhao originally rented. It is mostly rented by vendors doing small business. Each family rents one or two rooms, and more than ten families can live in one courtyard.
But her new landlord only wanted to rent out the house as a whole and did not want the house to be divided piecemeal. With the consumption level of Huanglonggang, she was able to rent this yard at a relatively cheap price.
Yang Zhao asked Shen Ruoyu to choose the house where she lived first, and then she also chose a room herself. Regardless of whether he could live in it or not, she had to have this room.
After choosing the house, she began to clean the room. There were many houses. She used her dust-cleaning spell no less than 30 times to clean up the yard. Then she hurried in and out and bought a lot of bedding, tables and chairs to fill more than a dozen rooms. Full, the remaining rooms were cleaned and empty.
After a hard day's work, she looked at the clean yard and felt very good. She found a suitable place and put her quilt under a big tree.
Although she is not afraid to enter the house now, she still hates small places.
After tidying up the bedding, she began to study the method of flying again.
This spell is relatively difficult. Yang Zhao tried it more than a dozen times but couldn't find the trick. She could only ask Shen Ruoyu for advice.
Shen Ruoyu took a look at the book and discovered the problem.
"You will never be able to learn the flying spell in the book in this life. I was careless about this. You can learn from me about flying in the future."
"What's wrong?" Yang Zhao was a little confused.
Shen Ruoyu clapped the book in his hand: "His flying spell needs to use the spiritual power in the meridians, but the meridians above are different from ours. If you just follow the instructions, you won't be able to fly. I originally wanted you to learn to be more advanced. spells, but you still have to learn some old spells."
Listening to his master's words, Yang Zhao remembered that Shen Ruoyu didn't teach her spells at first because all spells would be updated and promoted by many monks from generation to generation, becoming more concise and practical.
And he had been dead for hundreds of years and was an antique from the Ming Dynasty. He was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with the development of the times, so he never taught him spells. He let Yang Zhao learn spells from the spell book Zong Sheng gave her. .
"It's okay, as long as you can fly, Master, please excuse me!"
Shen Ruoyu waved his hand and asked her to take out a pen and paper to record, and he began to dictate the flying spell.
Then Shen Ruoyu taught her step by step how to make secrets and recite incantations and how to use her spiritual power.
This was indeed much easier to learn. After Yang Zhao tried it twice, he was able to lift his feet slightly off the ground.
Yang Zhao was a little excited. Now that she could keep her feet off the ground, she stopped pursuing heights and began to shift her research direction to movement.
Shen Ruoyu took his mobile phone and started taking videos of him.
She was seen running around in the yard with her feet less than 20 centimeters above the ground, motionless, with a weird smile on her face, and her behavior was like a ghost.
Shen Ruoyu looked at her and frowned slightly: "What are you doing? Is such a short height called flying? If you are taller, at least you have to be more than a foot tall."
More than one foot is more than three meters. Yang Zhao started to slowly increase the height with a smile on his face.
She didn't feel any problem when she was more than one meter tall, and it didn't hurt when she fell to the ground when she was more than two meters tall. But when she reached three meters, she became a little nervous and was afraid to move while floating in mid-air.
Although she knew that even if she fell to the ground, it would not kill her, or even cause her injuries. But she always felt a little guilty about her behavior of floating in mid-air alone without any support.
Shen Ruoyu watched her motionless in mid-air, frowning a little, and with a wave of his hand, the small piece of wood that had not appeared for a long time was pulled out of the house with his spiritual power.
Then, he lightly tapped the table, and numerous small wooden blocks floated into the air, trapping Yang Zhao in place.
"Let me help you."
Yang Zhao watched as green light emerged from the small piece of wood, attacking her at a speed she had never encountered before.
She subconsciously moved to the side, and the flying spell on her body was broken.
"Bang!" She fell down.
Shen Ruoyu asked leisurely from the side: "Does it hurt?"
Yang Zhao climbed up and shook his head with a smile.
Although she fell suddenly, she still reacted and spread a layer of spiritual energy under her body to resist the impact of the ground.
Shen Ruoyu knocked on the table: "Are you still afraid now?"
"I might have to try a few more times."
As soon as Yang Zhao made a hand and recited a mantra, he floated into the sky again and got into the group of small wooden blocks.
Then, whenever the wooden block moved, she would fall down if she tried to hide.
Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang bang…
I don’t know how many times he fell, but Yang Zhao finally learned enough lessons and was able to dodge 30% of the wooden blocks in the sky.
Although Yang Zhao's cultivation level has increased, the strength of the small wooden block has also increased a hundred times.
At night, even though she was well prepared, she was still bruised all over by small pieces of wood.
She could only use her spiritual power to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. After about twenty minutes, the bruises on her body had disappeared.
She ran to Shen Ruoyu refreshed and copied the video on his phone.
I edited it a little and posted it on the online platform.
