Chapter 33 Controlling the Flying Sword

Yan Shaofeng stepped on the sword with a thought, and commanded the flying sword to fly out of the hall with his divine sense, and flew towards Ling Yunfeng. He said dissatisfied: "The treasure is already very good, do you have many?"

Affected by the wind, King Ming's body became blurred, his smile stiffened, and he shook his head: "There were many before, but now there are none."

Because it was the first time Yujian had no experience, Yan Shaofeng controlled the flying sword wobbly, crooked, high and low, extremely unstable, like a drunk person, and like a tumbler, with the speed of a snail. So he didn't dare to go into the sky, and practiced in the Five Elements Hall for half an hour, and felt a little more stable, so he turned into a red light and flew into the sky.

At this time, he was already able to fly low while watching the scenery with his hands behind his back. The reason why he said he was flying low and did not dare to fly high was because he was a little scared, but after flying low for a while, his fear of heights was gradually overcome, and he dared to raise the altitude little by little.

The height has increased, and it has stabilized a lot, but it is obvious that his speed is still too slow, just a little bit faster than ordinary fast horses.

On the way to Lingyun Peak, several outer disciples passed him by, but their speed was much faster than Yan Shaofeng, maybe because Yan Shaofeng's face was too unfamiliar, most of these people were more curious Looking at him a few times, when seeing Yan Shaofeng's clumsy and timid appearance, he couldn't help but sneer.

Yan Shaofeng saw all the actions of these people, and there was no expression on his face, but he couldn't help sneering a few times in his heart. Sooner or later, I will climb on top of you one day.

After flying for an hour, Yan Shaofeng finally arrived at the edge of Lingyun Peak and landed on the peak.

He still remembered that the entire Lingyun Peak was guarded by a "Lingyun Mietian Great Formation". If no one opened the formation and flew over rashly, it would be surrounded by hundreds of thousands of flying swords forming the formation in an instant. Shred into pieces.

A ray of brilliance flashed in front of Yan Shaofeng's eyes, and a smiling beauty appeared in front of him with her hands behind her back and a flying sword in her hands. Yan Shaofeng still remembered that this woman was called Senior Sister Feng, known as Yanran Raksha, and she was a ruthless girl among the outer disciples. A hot character with a higher status than Liu Yan'er. As for which temple of the Five Elements Temple she belongs to, it is not very clear.

"Hello, Senior Sister Feng!" Yan Shaofeng stood on the flying sword and bowed to salute.

"Who are you? I don't think I've seen you before!" A puzzled expression flashed in Senior Sister Feng's eyes, and then she became fully on guard, clearly thinking that Yan Shaofeng was a criminal running around and committing crimes.

"Senior Sister Feng, hehe, you forgot, I met you here a few days ago. I am Yan Shaofeng, a newly promoted outer disciple of the Divine Fire Palace!" Yan Shaofeng said politely.

"Oh, I know you. I heard that you have been very popular recently. You have jumped from a handyman to an outer disciple, and now you are also in charge of the Taiyi God Furnace Hall. Oh, not bad. You have cultivated to the second day after tomorrow in such a short period of time. You have reached a very high level, and you have also learned how to control the sword, my God, you are actually stepping on a high-grade treasure, which is quite rich! Who gave it to you?" Senior Sister Feng looked at Yan Shaofeng with an incredulous expression.

"Oh, Senior Sister Feng, I am on business in the Xuanshou Mountain Range under the decree of Princess Lie Yan. Can you ask Senior Sister to help me open the Lingyun Formation and let me out." Yan Shaofeng did not answer the other party's inquiry directly, but asked with a smile road.

"I also know about this, but it's just that I didn't match the number just now. Princess Lieyan has notified me with a letter from the flying sword, and I can let you out, but you have to register. You know that I am in charge of guarding this building. For a large formation, this work is very cumbersome. All people who enter and exit must be registered, except on special days, such as the recruitment of handymen last time, because there were too many people at that time, and it was impossible to register.

Not anymore. These registration records are inspected by the elders every month, and there is nothing wrong with them. Come on, Junior Brother Yan, sign here! "Senior Sister Feng took out a letter made of white jade from the storage bag. The precious light flowed on it, and it turned out to be a high-grade treasure.

"What is this?!" Yan Shaofeng asked curiously after taking the pen handed over by Senior Sister Feng.

"'Ziwu Shujian' is specially used to record things, promise, you write your name here!" Sister Feng pointed to a blank space with her spring-like fingers, and then looked at Yan Shaofeng with slightly curved eyebrows and a smile He took his hand back.

Looking at the slips of the book, Yan Shaofeng felt strange, because this book only has two pages, which is equivalent to two book covers.

The place where Senior Sister Feng asked him to sign was completely white, and no other people's signatures could be seen. At this time, a few more sword lights flew over, obviously about to go out, standing behind Yan Shaofeng and waiting impatiently.

"Junior Brother Wu, who is this kid? Why is he so face-to-face? It seems that he is also an acquired double. He should be an outer disciple. Why have I never seen him before?" A tall and thin man with a flying sword on his back The disciple stood up and said pointing.

"Senior Brother Ma, you don't even know him. He is Yan Shaofeng. He used to be a handyman in the Divine Fire Palace, but now he has become an outer disciple. Recently, there are many legends about him in the sect. Don't you know that at all?" Haven’t you heard of it?” Another outer cultivator with a snow-white face who looked like a big girl said with a sneer.

"Seeing is worth seeing. It turns out that he is such a guy. I thought there was something superficial about it. This world is too crazy and so fucking perverted. Such a salted fish can turn over." The tall man The skinny monk said disdainfully.

Yan Shaofeng actually heard everything, but he pretended not to hear, not because he was cowardly, but because he had other plans. Following Liu Yan'er's guidance, he signed his name in the blank space. The word Yan Shaofeng suddenly turned red, rolled from left to right, and disappeared after a while.

"Okay, it's been recorded, Junior Brother Yan, you can go out." Senior Sister Feng said to Yan Shaofeng with a smiling face. Then he turned his head and greeted the other two angrily: "It's your turn!"

Yan Shaofeng stood aside and watched them with cold eyes, watching them write. It turned out that the snow-white one was called Wu Sibao, and the tall and thin one was called Ma Santai. Both of them were disciples of the Vajra Hall.

With a wave of Senior Sister Feng's hand, a jade talisman was thrown out, and a circular portal immediately appeared in the Lingyun Mietian formation, just enough for one person to pass through.

"Senior brothers, please go ahead!" Yan Shaofeng said politely.

"Boy, why did you let us go first, and we don't know you?!" Ma Santai looked at Yan Shaofeng's eyes and said with a strange look.

Bowing slightly, Zi Yan Shaofeng raised his eyebrows, and said with a subtle smile: "The cultivation base of the two senior brothers is higher than mine, so I naturally respect you. I, Yan Shaofeng, don't know anything else, but I still understand the basic principles of respecting seniors, the two senior brothers don't have to be polite to me, a nobody, just leave first."

"Huh!" A trace of doubt suddenly flashed in Senior Sister Feng's eyes. This Yan Shaofeng doesn't look like a soft persimmon in any way, so why is he acting like this? Could it be that he wants to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!

"Oh, you have a reputation for self-knowledge, but what you said is quite right. You said that you are a small handyman, how can you be compared with our outer disciples who have practiced for decades, Princess Lieyan Letting you be an outer disciple is giving you face, but you must know what kind of thing you are, but you must not use chicken feathers as arrows and treat yourself as a person, well, I will teach you a lesson today A few words, I still have something important to do, so I will leave first. When I come back, you come to the King Kong Hall to find me. Anyway, I am very comfortable with your flattery today. Make it brighter, don't cause any trouble!" Wu Sibao put his mouth on the back of his head, his eyes were staring at the sky, and his hands were behind his back, as if he didn't regard Yan Shaofeng, a disciple who was a handyman, as a human being at all!

"Wait a minute!" Seeing Wu Sibao urging Feijian to leave, Ma Santai rushed up and grabbed him: "I haven't said anything yet, you, that so-and-so, give me Come here..." Wu Sibao raised his face and waved at Yan Shaofeng, showing off his airs.

"Senior brother, what do you want me to tell you!" Yan Shaofeng immediately leaned over, cupped his fists respectfully and saluted: "Yan Shaofeng listen to senior brother's instruction!"

"Ah bah, who do you call Senior Brother? You are the only one who is worthy. A handyman sweeping the floor and fanning the flames is also worthy of calling me brother and brother. Do you know why I called you here?"

"I don't know that!" Yan Shaofeng smiled foolishly.