Chapter 2 Evil Heretics The flying boat rose above the clouds and suddenly accelerated a lot. Xu Heng looked down and saw that the small green hills outside the city had become as big as one could hold in the palm of his hand. Within a moment, they had disappeared from the end of his sight. Several people sat down in the boat. Pan Laodao seemed to casually say to Xu Heng: "This flying boat can travel thousands of miles in a day. It is a real magical weapon. You still don't know what a magical weapon is, right?" This was the first time Xu Heng heard Pan Laodao talk about this matter, and he listened carefully. It turned out that the "magic weapon" used by ordinary practitioners was just a casual name. There were only three or two talismans in it. They had some supernatural powers, but they could only be regarded as 'talisman'. Only those that have been completely restricted can be regarded as real magic weapons, and it seems that there are also earth evil spirits and Tiangang among them. As for the magic weapons of the higher level, I don’t know whether Pan Laodao is not aware of it or not. I wanted to say more, but I cleared up the vagueness and said again: "The most inferior magic weapon can only be obtained by hard work and sacrifice by people with high magic power." "Brother Ke Dao was born in Moyun Mountain, so he has such a good thing. If it weren't for his blessing, how could you and I enjoy it?" When the hooded man heard this, he just laughed. Xu Heng couldn't see his expression, and couldn't hear any emotion. He just felt that Pan Laodao's compliment was not quite implemented. Pan Laodao was ruthless and arrogant towards mortals who were of no use. However, he always seemed to be a little short in front of Ke. Xu Heng couldn't help but secretly pondered: "It seems that this cheap master is not very powerful among practitioners." figure." Moreover, 'Moyun Mountain' sounds like a cultivation sect, and it seems to be very strong. Since this kind of cultivation sect exists, casual practitioners like him and Pan Laodao are probably not very popular. For Xu Heng, I don’t know whether this is bad news or good news? What's the bad news? The master I worshiped is not very capable. What's the good news? Since he's not very capable, maybe it's not as difficult as expected to get rid of control...
It's just that although Pan Laodao's behavior is evil, he has been treating Xu Heng well these days, and he seems to really regard him as the successor. Xu Heng was preoccupied with thoughts and became a little quiet for a moment. After half a day, he still didn’t know how far he had flown. However, when Xu Heng looked further, he saw that the landform was completely unfamiliar. However, Pan Laodao said coldly: "Brother Taoist, this doesn’t seem to be where we are going." Which direction is Yingzhou going to?” Xu Heng's heart suddenly tightened, but the hooded man said impatiently: "I received a message from the senior fellow in the sect, asking me to pick up someone on the way to Yingzhou." "Stop talking nonsense and you won't waste much time." Pan Laodao looked slightly relaxed, but he didn't seem to trust him completely. He just said: "This is the best." The hooded man did not respond, and the flying boat kept moving rapidly. After about an hour, the flying boat suddenly lowered its clouds and landed on a low mountain. When he got close, the hooded man stood up, looked around and saw no one, and his eyes darkened a little. It seemed that the person he wanted to pick up did not arrive as promised, and he was really impatient. Just when he was about to set up a boat to leave, he suddenly heard a voice: "Wait a minute." Xu Heng's eyes widened as he saw a figure suddenly appear from nowhere. He was wearing a hat and his face could not be seen clearly. He looked even more mysterious than the man named Ke. He asked calmly, "Are you Mr. Ke from Moyun Mountain?" "Are you going to Yingzhou?" Ke Da sneered and said, "If you don't get on the boat yet, you will be wasting your time." The mysterious man stood there quietly for a few breaths without saying anything. Xu Heng suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes. The man had already arrived in the boat and said, "Let's go." Ke Da's heart trembled a little, and his tone softened a bit. He said, "I am also afraid of delaying the time. Don't worry about it." The mysterious man didn't answer, and Ke Da felt a little angry again, and secretly cursed: "I have to borrow a ferry to go to Yingzhou. What kind of obstructionist can I have to dare to look down on you like this?" But in his heart, Ke Da was a little afraid after all, so he simply stopped talking and drove the flying boat to fly into the clouds again, finding the right direction and speeding away. This time there were no more complications, and the flying boat headed straight for Yingzhou. The flight lasted one day and two nights. Because the atmosphere was a bit quiet, Xu Heng simply started to think about the art of Qi refining. It has to be said that Pan Laodao's level is indeed not high. The Qi refining technique he taught Xu Heng didn't even have a name. There are still many unclear things in it. When I asked Pan Laodao in the past, he also couldn't answer it. No matter what brilliant insights came out, Xu Heng could only practice in a daze. Unexpectedly, after one day and two nights, he really made progress again, and even had a faint feeling of breaking through the third level of Qi refining. Pan Laodao said that by refining the ninth level of Qi and connecting the bridge between heaven and earth, you can refine your magic power and cultivate Xuanguang. When you reach that point, you will be able to travel all over the Feng Dynasty and become a master admired by everyone. From this point of view, it does not seem difficult for Xu Heng to get to that point. "When the old Taoist asked me to learn Taoism from him, he said that I was gifted, but maybe that was not a lie..."
When Xu Heng was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard someone say: "After passing Jingshui, we have reached the boundary of Yingzhou." He suddenly remembered that when he was studying, he had learned the phrase "The rise and fall of Jingshui for generations". He quickly opened his eyes, but he hadn't seen this big river known as the first of the four rivers in the Feng Dynasty, but suddenly, it seemed that it was just three meters away. A few feet above the ground, there was the God of Thunder beating his drum, and there was a sudden roar! Red thunder spurted out of thin air, and the blazing electric snake leaped and spread, as if it had formed a large net. It was also like a thunderbird, swooping down towards the flying boat, and was about to entangle the flying boat, but a black light shot up into the sky and suddenly smashed the red lightning into pieces. Between the lightning and flint, the situation changed drastically. The black light flew into the clouds and disappeared for a moment. Pan and Ke finally came back to their senses. Their faces suddenly changed color. Unfortunately, they were unable to cope with it. Several scattered red lightnings rushed over. Come, strike at the boat body, immediately tear the restrictions, and beat the flying boat into pieces! Xu Heng's ears were ringing, and the thunder and lightning stung his eyes with severe pain. His head was completely blank, and he felt like the world was spinning. Not to mention that he was unprepared, and even if he was, there was nothing he could do. He instantly lost his center of gravity and fell down. Fortunately, at this moment, an inexplicable force suddenly started to circulate in the body, and the body gradually gained strength, and seemed to have regained some sense, except for the rumbling in the ears. He felt warmth flowing through his ears, but he didn't seem to have completely lost his hearing. A vague whistling sound broke in. Xu Heng suddenly jumped up, opened his eyes, and finally realized his situation, and his whole body froze. At this moment, he was among the clouds and mist. He didn't know how high it was, but Xu Heng felt like he was falling into an abyss. Unless you refine your magic power and mysterious light, you can fly off the ground without relying on magic spells and magic weapons - these are Pan Laodao's original words. Xu Heng, who was only at the second level of refining Qi, fell from this cloud and died without even a trace. Possibility of self-rescue. However, Pan Laodao had cultivated the mana black light. Xu Heng was in panic and wanted to find an advantage for his master to save him, but he still couldn't find Pan Laodao. Suddenly he felt a heavy weight on his body, as if he had fallen into something. . A big net trapped him tightly. He turned upside down and couldn't see clearly what caught him, but he saw one with a wingspan of probably three to four feet long. Its feathers were as white as snow, and his eyes were looking forward. The god's giant crane descended from the sky. On the back of the crane, a cloud pattern was flying. The young Taoist stood with his sleeves folded and looked proudly: "Chen Taichen of the Xuanwei Sect is here, and the evil heretic is ready to be captured without hesitation! (End of this chapter)
