Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 174

174 Flight Home

After breakfast, everyone packed up their things and gathered together.

Bu Wenle said to Wang Wei and the six: “The results of this retreat and training will directly affect our performance in the Continental Spirit Master Academy competition a year later. Therefore, when we go to Lingchen Cave this time, we must hurry up, can’t waste time on the road. Therefore, I decided to fly directly over this time.”

“Fly over?” Everyone was shocked when they heard it. How does this fly thing worked? In addition, Bu Wenle’s cultivation base was enough to fly, Yi Meier’s Blister Magic could take people to fly, but it can only fly short distances. Going to Lingchen Cave this time was more than a thousand mountains and rivers, so it was no wonder that Xiao Mei’er was exhausted to death.

Everyone’s eyes suddenly turned to Mei’er. Mei’er felt the eyes of everyone and said nervously: “You guys, don’t look at me! I don’t fly with so many people, and my magic is fine indoors. In this open air, the wind blows, and It’s in the sun, and I can’t fly very far.”

Everyone was right when they heard it, let Mei’er take everyone to fly, it’s not as fast as everyone running around. Just when everyone was confused, Lao Caitou stood up, raised his leg and knocked the cigarette ash on the sole of his foot, then put the big cigarette bag away from his waist, and said to everyone: “Okay, everyone, don’t look at it in confusion. Today, this old man will help. You just need to prepare for the flight, and I will take you to fly together.”

As soon as Lao Caitou said this, everyone immediately looked at Lao Caitou with strange eyes. In the impression of these little guys, Lao Caitou is just a housekeeper who only swept the floor and cooked! Why, could he be a spiritual master too?

Among the 6 people, the only one who didn’t feel strange was Wang Wei. Because as early as when Wang Wei joined the branch, Daoist Fengmo had told Wang Wei that Lao Caitou’s cultivation was not easy. Therefore, Wang Wei paid special attention to Lao Caitou’s actions at ordinary times, and he found something special.

Especially when the barbecue last night, the departure of Lao Caitou may not be noticed by others. But Wang Wei was using his divine sense to observe the roasting heat, and everything within a radius of 20 meters was in Wang Wei’s mind. So Wang Wei saw Lao Caitou’s departure clearly.

Especially when Lao Caitou returned, there was no sign at all. Lao Caitou suddenly appeared in Wang Wei’s perception range as if moving in an instant. His speed was so fast that Wang Wei was startled, and he almost felt the The skewer fell to the ground. Because of this, Wang Wei deeply realized that Lao Caitou’s cultivation was not so simple, at least Bu Wenle’s cultivation was far less than that.

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Seeing that everyone’s eyes were focused on Lao Caitou, Bu Wenle clapped his hands and said to everyone: “Everyone hurry up and get ready, let the curtain..., let Cai Lao lead everyone to fly. You must keep your spirits up. Raise it to a level of 120 degrees, otherwise we are not responsible for any accidents!”

After speaking, Bu Wenle and Lao Caitou nodded to each other. An invisible force suddenly enveloped everyone. Wang Wei and the six people only felt their spirits shake, and suddenly they found that they were far away from the ground, and they were in the air hundreds of meters above the ground. The originally huge Xuanbing City at the foot was as big as a matchbox at this time.

Lao Caitou’s voice suddenly sounded in everyone’s mind: “Everyone get ready, I’m going to speed up!”

After speaking, Lao Caitou twisted his body and rushed out in the southwest direction. Everyone only felt their bodies moved, and suddenly couldn’t see anything clearly. Although he was enveloped by an invisible force, he could not feel any wind pressure. But its incomparably fast flight speed made the scenery under everyone’s feet suddenly become a long line.

They didn’t know how long it took, maybe just a moment, maybe countless years. Wang Wei and the others finally felt their bodies froze, and they felt like stepping on the real thing. But at this time, the six people were like drinking a few bottles of white wine, and no one could react when they were lying on the ground. The description of the people at this time with drunkenness could not be more vivid.

In fact, it couldn’t be said that there was no reaction at all. The only reaction was vomiting. Although everyone had vomited and covered with filth on the way, they were still retching. If nothing else, the animal meat porridge in the morning was considered a waste of food, it didn’t come out from the bottom, and it was vomited out from the top.

Even Bu Wenle, who had reached the seventh level of cultivation, couldn’t help but spit two mouthfuls after he got his feet on the ground. It could be seen that Lao Caitou’s flying speed was terrifying. It was no wonder that Wang Wei and the six people fainted like that.

When it was getting dark, everyone finally felt a little bit, and they were able to climb two steps on the ground. With the help of divine sense, Wang Wei was a bit stronger than everyone else after all. At this time, Wang Wei was able to move around freely except that his head was a little dizzy. It was just that the stomach was still twisting.

Seeing the cool river water not far in front of him, Wang Wei walked over tremblingly, washed his face with cold water, and immediately felt much better. Afterwards, Wang Wei washed the filth on his clothes by the way, and then stood up again.

Wang Wei calmed down and looked around, the environment here was so familiar. In front of you is an endless grassland, and in front of you is a big river. Several other people were lying under the few big trees by the river at this time. And behind everyone is a virgin forest.

This was? The resting place of the Ironwood tribe? Wang Wei looked at an entrance to the forest in the distance. After turning around the small dirt slope, it should be the tomb of his parents.

How could this be? Are you not dreaming? How could it be that in the blink of an eye, these people would come to the Great Ruins Forest from Xuanbing City, which was thousands of miles away?

Wang Wei turned his head and looked at Lao Caitou and Bu Wenle sitting under the tree. The two were talking at this time. Seeing Wang Wei coming over, Lao Caitou patted the stone beside him and motioned Wang Wei to sit down.

At this time, the other five little guys were still lying on the ground like dead pigs. Looking at Wang Wei’s appearance, Lao Caitou liked this little guy from the bottom of his heart. Unexpectedly, Wang Wei was indeed a monster. Those who were higher than him were still unable to get up, but Wang Wei was able to act as usual.

In fact, how did Lao Caitou know that Wang Wei was able to perform such a monster with the help of his divine sense. And Wang Wei’s consciousness was not known to anyone except Daoist Feng Mo. There was no way for Wang Wei to tell others. Without proof and no evidence, Wang Wei said directly: I have spiritual consciousness, amazing, right? Who believed it?

And what was divine consciousness? He was afraid that everyone would not know. Even the ninth-level spiritual masters couldn’t grasp the concept of divine consciousness, it was only strange that a few of them knew it. Those spiritual masters with a high level of cultivation usually judged the enemies hidden in the surrounding by sensing the energy fluctuations of the elements in the air, which was completely different from the perception of spiritual consciousness.

Therefore, using their senses to perceive the existence of consciousness was as difficult as finding white sugar in the sand.

Wang Wei sat down beside Lao Caitou and asked suspiciously, “Grandpa Cai, I’m not dreaming! Is this really the Great Ruins Forest?”

Lao Caitou and Bu Wenle laughed at the same time, only to hear Bu Wenle say: “What did I say? How could Wang Wei’er not recognize the place where Wang Wei’er has lived for so long!”

Wang Wei was taken aback when he heard this. He thought to himself. Sure enough, I returned to my hometown. I didn’t expect Grandpa Cai’s cultivation to be so high that it took less than a day to fly over thousands of miles away. This kind of speed is not something that ordinary seventh or eighth-level spiritual masters can achieve, and it is carrying so many people. Could it be that Grandpa Cai is a ninth-level spirit ascendant?

Seeing Wang Weiyi’s thoughtful look, Bu Wenle said, “Wang Wei’er, my teacher knew that you are a filial child, so I asked grandpa Cai to bring everyone here first, and I’ll accompany you to give your parents should be incense sticks.”

After some words, Wang Wei’s thoughts were suddenly pulled back. Wang Wei hurriedly knelt to the ground, kowtowed to Bu Wenle and Lao Caitou, and said respectfully, “Thank you Grandpa Cai and teacher for making it happen. You took the trouble.”