Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 142: Above the clouds (monthly ticket 4000 plus more)

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Above the clouds, there are foreign objects passing by among the clouds.

It was Qin Yi who was sitting cross-legged on the Jinpa, with a nervous expression, not daring to turn his head.

After entering the mana to drive, Jinpa changed into a few feet in radius, just like a flying carpet. With a little control, it will fly into the sky, fast and steady, and it can continue to fly for a long time with only a small amount of mana. The hunting in the wind brought about by the flight was also turned to the left and right by a windshield instead of being blocked directly.

This is already really talking about physics.

It is indeed a top-grade magic weapon, and it can almost be an algorithm treasure even further up.

But no matter how stable it is, for the first time to ride this kind of artifact, what is sitting is a thin Jinpaa a few feet in square, and there is no shelter in the surrounding blue sky. People who are a little afraid of heights are afraid. Not just fainted? Qin Yi still has some practice, not so panic, but also a little trembling, for fear that Jinpa will be planted if he is unstable...

Now that this practice is planted, there is no way to keep the anger, it must be thrown into meat sauce.

Qin Yi posted several floating charms that he had used before, one by one. After doing all this, he came down a little leisurely, curiously looked at the white clouds beside him, and stretched out his hand.

It is water vapor.

Some of them have tiny ice crystals in them.

The physics teacher is honest with me.

Although the initial performance was a bit intimidating, it did not arouse tassel's ridicule. Instead, he was a little surprised at his leisurely afterwards: "You...really the first flight?"

"Yes."

"This is amazing." Tassel said: "I can fly by myself. It's another saying. Most of the people I know about flying with magical instruments are pale, and there are people who have their eyes tightly closed. Dare to open it. You still have a leisurely mind to look around and touch the white clouds."

"Oh, you said flying things..." Qin Yi didn't go down.

Of course, I still took a flight.

I have also played.

This "flying par" is actually about the same speed as an ordinary passenger plane. Although it is much smaller, it flies almost stably and doesn't feel the wind. It's just a transparent plane.

Small size and transparent everywhere, it feels much scarier than flying. But at the same time it’s more interesting. It’s fun to catch the wind and catch the birds and touch the clouds.

Cultivating immortals, if you only rush to power, just thinking about who you can beat and who you can seize... Is that cultivating immortals?

The sun and the moon in the cave are still there, but I am the sky.

Wu Yue, the dream of my desire, fits Jinghuyue overnight.

These are the cultivators in the dream.

The feeling of flying in the wind and floating in the clouds perfectly fills the dream that Qin Yi has always kept in his heart.

The Qi in the body seemed to be about to liquefy, and there was some water vapor in the thick mist. The middle Dantian Tanzhong acupoint beats gently, and the upper Dantian spirit surges lightly.

The mentality traction, this is only one step away from the realm of Qin's heart, and there is no opportunity.

I hope the trip to the Ten Thousand Ways Immortal Palace will be rewarding.

Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, simply lay on the Jinpa, and looked at the clouds higher up without thinking about it.

Tassels smiled and said: "You are lying on Meng Qingying's handkerchief, do you feel a little like that......"

"Die stick, can you be perverted as if I was holding a girl’s belongings? Give me a bellyband and I won’t feel it, let alone a handkerchief."

"So you still want a bellyband."

"Bah."

"Hey, have you ever thought that this handkerchief was used by Meng Qingying to blow his nose?"

"Puff..." Qin Yi almost didn't spray out.

People are practitioners with perfect piano heart, as for blowing your nose?

But because of the tassel response, I really couldn't lie down, so I sat up cross-legged again.

Tassels laughed, Qin Yi glared at it fiercely: "It's really nasty, why did I offend you when I lay?"

Tassel did not answer, and Qin Yi ignored it. He looked at the enlarged Jinpa, a little lost.

If you just look at this handkerchief, you would never think that the owner of this handkerchief would be a witch who regards human life like a grass.

The handkerchief is woven from pure white silk. Of course, this is definitely not an ordinary silkworm. The face of the pagoda is embroidered with mountains, waters, clouds and fog, and the embroidery method used is also very special. The picture seems to be hidden in the pane, and it looks like it is looming. It becomes larger and lying on it, as if lying in the landscape.

It's fairy and soft.

Lying on it, it smells good...

It is said that this is Minghe's handkerchief, which is closer. It doesn't match Meng Qingying's attributes. Shouldn't her handkerchief be embroidered with grimace and ghostly?

But the small "Meng" embroidery in the corner clearly reminds Qin Yi that this is indeed Meng Qingying's thing.

Qin Yi shook his head, not thinking about it, sitting cross-legged on it, manipulating the direction of flight. Although this kind of magic weapon is not afraid of hitting some flying birds, there are other practitioners flying in the world, and there may be plane crashes if you are too careless...

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A journey of tens of thousands of miles may take many, many years to travel with two feet, but it only takes a few days to fly.

For a cultivator, just a few days of meditation will pass.

But Qin Yi didn't spend this time meditating. After he got used to flying, he has been observing the whole earth.

The scenery on the ground is constantly changing. Qin Yi doesn’t know how many countries he has passed through, and forgot how many different landforms he has passed. The biggest feeling is that there are really many mountains and rivers in this world, and many of them have aura. Enchanting, there are hidden traces of formations flashing past, and it is likely that they are some cultivating sects hidden in the world.

Because of the concealment and psychedelic formation, mortals don't know it.

More mountains and rivers also means fewer people.

If you overlook it from a high altitude, the size of a country is not that big. If it is a small country that is a few counties to the south, you can see it all at a glance. And for a big country like Dagan, you can see everything just after a day.

Between countries, there are many, many inaccessible mountains, swamps, rifts, and other landforms. Most of them are uninhabited. The scope of these uninhabited areas is even many times larger than that of a country.

So this is a world of immortality.

Qin Yi also saw two immortal cultivators on the left and right sides of the piano clashing, and Jian Guang almost ran over him.

In places beyond the knowledge of humans, it may be unknown how many practitioners have broken the world, and humans will not know. Maybe I feel that there is a sense of shock from a certain place, and I see the violent thunder in the distance, thinking that those are natural scenes of God's wrath.

Flying in the past few days is a macroscopic understanding of the world suddenly bright.

No matter the vision or the mind, I can feel a little bit broad.

Otherwise, it is limited to human beings, and the sights are covered by mountains and rivers, and what you see is just a corner. Even a leader like Li Qinglin will inevitably be considered by Tassel to sit on the well.

The location of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace is far away from the world.

The jade slip mark once given by Minghe, that represents the light in the direction of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, is getting closer and closer. Qin Yi could already see the mountains in front of him for hundreds of miles, and he didn't know how many green peaks there were. The mountains were full of clouds and mist, and he couldn't even see it clearly.

But there is a faint sound of the piano floating, straight to the sky, leisurely. The dodo flew by, as if drunk, shaking gently, as if intoxicated by the sound of the piano, and even forgot to fly.

The fragrance of wine wafted again, sent by the wind, and got into Qin Yi's nose.

The fragrance of the wine made his mind refreshed, like a spring stone dripping over, placed in the mountains after the rain, the fragrance is fresh and fascinating.

There is a sound, a fragrance, but no color, no sight of people.

No human traces can be seen, hundreds of miles of mountain peaks are like unmanned virgin forests, a cold silence.

This is the hidden form of the big formation, not commonplace.

If a mortal has no guidance, it will be just an ancient mountain range...

But Qin Yi knew that the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace had arrived.