Taoyuan Xianzhuang

Chapter 575 The Flying Sword
Zhu Long knew everything about Yang Xiao, and he must also know about Shen Ailin.He knew that saving Shen Ailin was Yang Xiao's greatest wish.

And what Yang Xiao is missing is an aircraft that can travel a hundred miles in a second.

"Yu... Yujian flying?"

If Yang Xiao heard correctly, Zhu Long seemed to mean that.

Zhu Long said: "That's right, it's flying, but the speed and altitude of flying are determined by your realm, master!"

"Then can I try it now?"

"Of course, I have to go in first, otherwise the power of Jin Hanjian will be greatly reduced."

Zhu Long turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the small hole in Yang Xiao's palm.Zhu Long's voice came from Yang Xiao's palm, "Master, try to summon Jin Hanjian with your mind."

As soon as Yang Xiao raised his hand, the golden cold sword suddenly shot out, changing from the size of an embroidery needle to a length of three feet in an instant, and after circling in the sky, it came to the position of Yang Xiao's knees in front of him, floating up and down.

"Master, you come up."

Yang Xiao followed her word and stepped on it.

pat!

With a crisp sound, Jin Hanjian was stepped on the ground by Yang Xiao, jumped twice, but he couldn't fly.

Yang Xiao scratched her head in embarrassment, and asked, "What's going on? Am I too heavy?"

"No, master, you can give me some spiritual energy. The golden cold sword itself has no problem flying, but if you drag you, the spiritual energy of the sword body is not enough. And I have just become a sword spirit, so I can't exert the maximum effect of the golden cold sword. Let me borrow some of your aura first."

"oh oh."

Yang Xiao immediately sent a wave of spiritual energy into the Jin Hanjian through his feet, and the beating strength of the Jin Hanjian suddenly increased, and Yang Xiao slowly floated up.

However, Yang Xiao's coordination is not very good. The three-finger-wide sword body is not enough to accommodate his entire foot. He felt a little unbalanced when he flew up, and jumped off the sword body.

"Master, you have to learn to adapt."

"I know, it's like ice skating, you need to work on your balance. Do it again."

The second time, Yang Xiao was still a little unsteady and jumped off the sword.

The third time, still the same.

……

The faster Jianfei flies, the more Yang Xiao has to control his balance.

No. 12 times, Yang Xiao can already step on the golden cold sword and move forward slowly.

No. 18 times, has been able to fly 40 meters, as long as the speed is not too fast, then there is basically no problem.

No. 20 seven times, Yang Xiao has been able to completely grasp the balance of Yujian's flight, but Jin Hanjian's aura is a little insufficient, and Yang Xiao stepped on the ground and rubbed against the ground, sparking sparks.

Yang Xiao injected some spiritual energy into Jin Hanjian again, "It's a bit difficult, it would be great if the sword could be a little bigger."

Zhu Long said: "It's absolutely fine, the size of the Jin Hanjian is controlled by you. I can do it too."

As he said that, Jin Hanjian suddenly zoomed in a circle, and then enlarged again, and then enlarged...

In the blink of an eye, Jin Hanjian was ten times bigger than before.

It is nine meters long and one meter wide.

Don't talk about standing on it at this moment, even lying on it, lying on it is fine.

How easy it is!
"Damn it! Why didn't you say it could be bigger?"

"Master, you didn't even ask."

"Then why did I put so much effort into practicing Yujian flying?"

"Hey... hey, just play a game?"

"Play with your sister, play, I don't have the time to play games! Hurry up and take me out."

Why climb out when you can fly?
The rope that Yang Xiao hung from above was no longer needed at all, so he leaned on the hilt of the sword, sat on the golden cold sword and rushed into the second tomb at a diagonal.

As soon as he went up, he saw two people furtively looking for something around the coffin in the secondary tomb.

"what!"

When those two saw Yang Xiao, they were so frightened that their souls flew away.

"Dad? Brother Le? How did you get down?"

"Xiao...Xiaoxiao?"

Yes, these two people are exactly Yang Le and Yang Huaimin.

Four or five hours have passed, and Yang Xiao hasn't come out yet. How can Yang Huaimin, Yang Le and others not be in a hurry?
Seeing that it was almost dawn, and Yang Xiao hadn't come out yet, they had to come down to check no matter what.

Yang Le looked in shock at Yang Xiao sitting on a big sword, floating in the air, and asked, "Xiaoxiao, what are you?"

Yang Xiao hurriedly got down from the sword, and with a wave of his hand, Jin Hanjian shrank into an embroidery needle and slipped into Yang Xiao's hand.

"This is the purpose of my coming down today. By the way, Dad, this is the bones of grandma. It turns out that grandma was put here by grandpa. You ask Uncle Qianjin to find someone to watch the day and set a date for us to bury grandma. "

Yang Huaimin said, "What are you talking about?"

"I didn't lie to you, Dad, there are some things I have to tell you. Our family may be...not ordinary. Grandpa hid many things from you back then. And third uncle, I feel that grandpa must have told him something. He It’s probably because of this that I’ve been out there all the time.”

Yang Huaimin took the thing from Yang Xiao's hand, opened it, and found that it was full of skeletons, "You said this...is this your grandma's bones?"

"Yes."

Yang Huaimin stopped talking, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, full of doubts in his heart.

Yang Xiao said again: "This is not a place to talk, let's go up and bury this tomb, otherwise the villagers will see it, and there will be trouble again. It's not good to be seen by those families."

After several people came up, they worked together to fill in the hole, and then Yang Huaimin, Yang Huaiqing, and Yang Le were dragged to the office by Yang Xiao. Taking advantage of the daylight, no one in the village came to work, so he had to sum up the matter quickly.

This matter is no longer Yang Xiao's personal matter, and their entire Yang family may be involved.

It was just an accident that Yang Xiao became a cultivator, and it definitely had nothing to do with Yang Chaosheng's arrangement. What Yang Chaosheng got from the [-] organization back then may not be the only things that Chen Jintu and Xiao Zhenguo saw. Or maybe not all of them.

Yang Chaosheng is a cultivator, there is no doubt about it, he finally chose his third son, Yang Xiao's uncle Yang Huaizhi to inherit the mantle.

And Yang Huaizhi must know something else, otherwise it would be impossible to go home for so many years.

This golden cold sword was probably left to Yang Huaizhi by Yang Chaosheng, but for some reason, Yang Huaizhi gave it to Yang Xiao.

No wonder Yang Huaizhi was so surprised when he heard Yang Xiao's name, he probably never thought that Yang Xiao could also become a cultivator.

Of course, all of this is Yang Xiao's guess, and the specific truth is still only the tip of the iceberg.

"What did you say? Your grandfather is not an ordinary person? He is just like you?" After hearing Yang Xiao's story, Yang Huaiqing was the first to stand up.

"Big, keep your voice down." Yang Xiao immediately asked Zhu Long to check the surroundings to make sure that there was no one, so he was relieved this time.

(End of this chapter)