I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 581,

As Fengnan layman flew, Yang Yun, who had nothing to do, discovered the big secret.

"Sister, sister, sister..."

"What are you doing, calling me mourning?"

If Yang Zhao hadn't been sitting in mid-air, he would have wanted to throw Yang Yun down.

Since entering the water polo, Yang Yun has become more and more nagging.

"Sister, Fengnan layman is getting smaller. Sister, the size of this mountain is getting smaller!"

"Do you have a fever? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yang Zhao suspected that Yang Yun had neurological problems because of taking medicinal baths every day. She patrolled for a week and found no stones or earthwork falling anywhere she could see.

"It's not that the bombed ones are getting smaller, but that Senior Fengnan is getting smaller as a whole! Sister, please grow your eyes!"

"what?"

Yang Zhao was really fooled this time. He looked around again and found nothing wrong.

"It's such a big mountain. We are so close and can only see a small part of it. How do you find that this place has become smaller?"

"Plants, the plants and rocks on the mountain are shrinking in proportion!"

"ah?!!"

Yang Zhao's eyesight was much better than that of Yang Yun. She didn't focus on it at first, so she naturally didn't notice the changes in the plants.

This time she shifted her gaze and stared at a purple shrub. Within a second, she was sure that the plant was indeed shrinking.

Not only is it shrinking, but all the mountains and plants that Yang Zhao can see are also shrinking, but this process is very slow and difficult for people to notice.

Yang Zhao and Yang Yun looked at each other and became suspicious of the formation disk into which they input spiritual power.

At first, he felt that the turntable was to assist Fengnan layman in flying. With such a huge size, it would definitely not be easy for him to fly long distances, so he had to use external force.

But now looking at the changes in the mountain peak, it is inevitable to make people suspect that the fifty golden elixir monks were hired to help Fengnan layman shrink in size.

If the first one also said that although this one is not slow, he is too big and his every move attracts attention.

In other words, a body as big as Fengnan Jushi can be observed with the naked eye from a long distance, let alone various voice-activated radars. This size is not suitable for sneak attacks.

But if Fengnan layman can reduce his body size, that's another matter.

If it could be reduced to ten meters, this would be the legendary living Heaven-turning Seal, a divine weapon. If he makes a sneak attack, he can wipe a large city off the planet in a short time without using magic and relying on his size alone.

Chixian Shenzhou has almost no effective means of resistance. Facing such a mountain with a height of several thousand meters and a radius of several thousand meters, half of the world's nuclear warhead inventory would have to be removed.

Yang Zhao could only be thankful that Chixian Shenzhou had such a rule that "it is not allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China", otherwise she really didn't know how ordinary people would live.

Then is this Fengnan layman the top of the world of cultivation?
No, there are still gods in the world of cultivation.

There is a god who can carry an entire country, a god who can incarnate a continent.

Yang Zhao couldn't help but curse in his heart: Is this a fucking creature that can grow on a planet?

But then I thought again, if this kind of creature were placed in the universe, it would actually be very reasonable, even extremely small.

Ye Yuan does not keep track of years. As time goes by, the mountain becomes smaller and smaller.

Yang Zhao estimated that after almost an hour, the mountain had shrunk by nearly half in size.

As the mountain shrinks, its influence on the creatures along the way also decreases.

When Fengnan layman shrank to a height of two to three hundred meters, the entire hill looked more like a large bonsai carefully arranged, giving off a sense of unreality.

The formation maintained by fifty Golden Core Stage monks has become the crystal-clear cage of this potted plant.

As his size shrank, the creatures along the way no longer reacted to the passing of Fengnan layman, but there was no large-scale escape of creatures.

As the layman Fengnan shrank, the fifty golden elixir monks traveling with him became closer and closer to each other.

He was so close that he was a little unfriendly to the Golden Core cultivators. While sending spiritual power into the array, Yang Zhao slightly closed his eyes to avoid looking directly at any Golden Core cultivators and causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

After all, some animals will interpret the other as provocative simply by looking directly into its eyes.

Yang Zhao now doesn't want to provoke anyone.

As time went by, Yang Zhao felt tired for the first time after becoming a Golden Core monk.

This fatigue spread throughout her body bit by bit from the inside out. She clearly felt like she could kill a cow with one punch, but she felt weak everywhere.

She knew that this was because her spiritual power was a little weak.

She had just entered the Golden Pill for a few days, and she was incomparable to those experienced Golden Pill monks in terms of controlling the transmission of spiritual power and the rapid recovery of spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)