Chapter Twelve Hope(2/2)
He held the sword and walked out.
There is still a difficult problem in front of him, that is, how to go down the mountain. The Five Elements Peak is extremely steep and if you can't fly, you will definitely not be able to go down.
He wanted to learn to fly with his sword before dawn.
Outside the main hall.
Yang Buyi held the flying sword in his hand, and a trace of spiritual energy was input into the sword body, and a sudden light of inspiration suddenly appeared inside the sword body.
call out!
Suddenly, a forward pulling force was generated from the flying sword.
Yang Buyi's expression changed slightly, and was pulled out several feet unexpectedly.
As his body trembled, a dog almost chewed shit. Fortunately, he only inputted a trace of spiritual energy. The spiritual light from the Xuanling Sword's sword body disappeared, and the pulling force disappeared.
"This...is the flying sword formation inside the flying sword so violent?"
Yang Buyi was still shocked, but he became inexplicably excited deep in his heart.
Flying on the sword, I think every man has such a dream.
And this dream is being held in his hands.
Yang Buyi suppressed his excitement, and the next moment he became serious, and he inputted a trace of spiritual energy again.
call out!
The flying sword flew out again. He was mentally prepared this time, and he did not make such a fool of himself as he was the first time.
After trying five times in a row, he was finally able to slide on the ground with the hilt of his sword in his arms.
An hour later, he finally let go of his courage to soar several feet into the air, holding the hilt of the sword, and slowly flew along the hall.
Three hours later, he became more and more skillful. He was swimming around in the air like a swimming fish holding the hilt of the sword.
Five hours later, a dazzling stream of light flew around in the dim sky, moving and flowing, and it was Yang Buyi walking on the sword.
"Flying with swords! It's done."
He growled excitedly and drove the flying sword to the spiritual medicine field.
The flowing light passed by, and with a big hand, the ten-year spiritual medicine he had cultivated before was uprooted.
Holding the elixir in his hand, he swung his flying sword and flew towards the direction that had just turned white.
Chapter completed!