I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Yang Zhao withdrew the lease of the original small yard, then packed up the bedding and moved it to the new Erjin yard.

This second yard is located in a remote place, quite far from where Yang Zhao originally rented. Most of the surrounding area is rented by vendors doing small business. Each family rents one or two rooms, and more than ten families can live in one yard.

But her new landlord only wanted to rent out the house as a whole, and did not want the house to be divided into fragments. She was able to rent this yard at a relatively cheap price under the consumption level that Huanglonggang has been living in for a long time.

Yang Zhao asked Shen Ruoyu to choose the room she lived in first, and then she chose a room herself, whether he could live in it or not, she must have it.

After picking out the house, she began to clean the room. There were many rooms. She used the dust-cleaning spell for more than 30 times to clean up the yard. Full, the rest of the rooms are cleaned and vacant.

After a hard day's work, she looked at the clean yard and was in a good mood. She found a suitable place and put her quilt under a big tree.

Although she is not afraid of entering the house now, she still hates small places in her heart.

After tidying up the bedding, she began to study the method of flying again.

This spell was rather difficult, and Yang Zhao couldn't find the trick after trying it more than a dozen times, so she could only ask Shen Ruoyu for advice.

Shen Ruoyu glanced at the book and found a problem.

"You won't be able to learn the flying spell in the book in this lifetime. I was careless about this matter. You can learn from me about flying in the future."

"What's wrong?" Yang Zhao was a little puzzled.

Shen Ruoyu clapped the book in his hand: "His flying spell needs to operate the spiritual power in the meridians, but the meridians above are different from ours, so you can't fly if you follow suit. I wanted you to learn more advanced spells , but you still have to learn some old spells."

Listening to the master's words, Yang Zhao remembered that Shen Ruoyu didn't teach her spells at the beginning because all spells would be updated and promoted by many monks for generations to become more concise and practical.

And he has been dead for hundreds of years, and he is an antique from the Ming Dynasty. He is afraid that he will not be able to keep up with the development of the times, so he never teaches spells, and Yang Zhao learns spells from the spell book Zong Sheng gave her. .

"It's okay, as long as you can fly, Master will trouble you!"

Shen Ruoyu waved his hand and asked her to take out a pen and paper to record, and he began to dictate the flying spell.

Then Shen Ruoyu taught her step by step how to make spells and chant mantras, and how to use her spiritual power.

This was really easy to learn, and Yang Zhao was able to lift his feet slightly off the ground after trying it out twice.

Yang Zhao was a little excited. Since she could keep her feet off the ground, she stopped pursuing heights and began to shift her research direction to moving.

Shen Ruoyu took his mobile phone and started taking videos of him.

With her feet less than 20 centimeters from the ground, she ran around the yard motionless, with a strange smile on her face, and her behavior was like a ghost.

Shen Ruoyu looked at her and frowned slightly: "What are you doing? Is such a short height called flying? If you are taller, at least you need more than ten feet."

More than one zhang is more than three meters. Yang Zhao smiled and began to slowly increase the height.

She didn't feel any problem when it was more than one meter away, and it didn't hurt to fall to the ground when it was more than two meters away, but when it reached three meters, she was a little nervous, and she didn't dare to move when she was floating in midair.

Even though she knew that even if she fell to the ground, it wouldn't kill her, or even hurt her.But she always felt a little guilty about her behavior of floating in mid-air alone without any support.

Shen Ruoyu looked at her motionless in mid-air, frowned a little, and with a wave of his hand, the little piece of wood that hadn't appeared for a long time was pulled out of the room with his spiritual power.

Then, he patted the table lightly, and many small wooden blocks floated into the air, trapping Yang Zhao in place.

"I'll help you."

Yang Zhao watched the green light emerge from the small wooden block, and rushed towards her at a speed that she had never encountered before.

She subconsciously shifted to the side, and the flying spell on her body was broken.

"Bang!", she fell down.

Shen Ruoyu asked leisurely beside him, "Does it hurt?"

Yang Zhao got up on his feet and shook his head with a smile.

Although the fall was sudden, she still reacted and put a layer of spiritual power under her body to resist the impact of the ground.

Shen Ruoyu knocked on the table: "Are you still afraid now?"

"I might have to try a few more times."

As soon as Yang Zhao pinched the formula and recited the mantra, he floated up to the sky again and got into the group of small wooden blocks.

Then, as long as the block moved, she would fall down if she wanted to hide.

Bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!
bang bang bang ......

I don't know how many times he fell, but Yang Zhao finally had enough lessons and was able to avoid [-]% of the wooden blocks in the sky.

Although Yang Zhao's cultivation base has increased, the strength of the small wooden block has also increased a hundredfold.

At night, even though she had been prepared, she was still covered in bruises from the small wooden block.

She could only use her spiritual power to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. After about 20 minutes, the bruises on her body disappeared.

Refreshed, she ran to find Shen Ruoyu and copied the video on his phone.

I edited it a little bit and posted it on the network platform.