Chapter 1203 Zombie Dancing
Tang Seng noticed that when Han Shichen fired a cannon, a lot of righteousness gathered on the top of his head and then entered his body.

And the mana fluctuations on Han Shichen's body are also rapidly increasing.

It quickly reached the peak state of Qi refining.

"I, Han Shichen, guard the capital, condense into jade pieces, not tiles!"

"Even if I die, I, Han Shichen, will be Da Jin's ghost..."

Han Shichen naturally felt that his aura was gradually getting stronger, and he kept talking like a cannonball.

It's a pity that Tang Seng saw that the awe-inspiring righteousness above his head did not increase without limit.

When the last ray of white air entered Han Shichen's body, the guy's body suddenly shook, and a wave of magic power emanated from the five elements of his body.

The last ray of righteousness just pushed him to a new level.

Han Shichen is not a cultivator, it is impossible to condense Jindan, nor can he condense Yuanying, he is walking the road of great Confucianism.

Although Tang Seng didn't know the level of cultivating awe-inspiring righteousness, he could clearly feel that the aura on Han Shichen's body at this time should have the intensity of a monk's foundation-building period.

That is to say, his talk has already completed the journey that monks can complete in several years or even ten years.

If it wasn't for Tang Seng's own cultivation to reach the peak of Dao, but his cultivation was sealed, he would even want to change to the path of great Confucianism.

This method is too fast to improve the cultivation base!

It's a pity that with the current method, the amount of uprightness that can be increased is limited, otherwise, if you go all the way to the dark, you will directly become a great Confucian.

It is impossible for him to pluck the wool of this sheep with the principles of great Confucianism!

"Han Aiqing, I can feel your loyalty. It's not auspicious if you don't want to die or live. If all my subjects can be like Han Aiqing, why worry about the evil spirits and the prosperity of the Jin Dynasty!"

Han Shichen didn't know that this method could no longer generate righteousness, and he still kept talking, which made many ministers feel a little embarrassed.Only the little emperor came to Han Shichen and spoke.

"Uh... that's roughly what it means. This is the duty of a courtier."

In the end, under the circumstances, Han Shichen made a summary and said no more.

"Chu Feng, protect Your Majesty, those monsters really came to the capital. Hmph, I didn't expect that group of people to be quite powerful. They really think highly of the capital, so there are so many people here!"

At this time, Tang Seng, who had always let go of his spiritual thoughts, suddenly frowned and looked somewhere outside the city.

"How many people?" Chu Feng's divine sense was far less powerful than Tang Seng's. Tang Seng could see it, but he couldn't. Hearing this, his body froze slightly and asked.

"It's only 500 people!"

Tang Seng still looked at this distance and said.

"Three 500 people...that's..."

Not only Chu Feng was taken aback, but everyone including the little emperor turned pale with fright.

Three 500 people?

That kind of monster with supernatural powers, not to mention three to five hundred people, even three or five people, even one person, will cause great losses to the capital, let alone three to five hundred people.

"Don't worry, Chu Feng, I'll leave this to you first, Shichen, follow me, let's meet the enemy!"

As he spoke, Tang Seng moved and flew into the low sky.

"Shichen, fly up!"

Seeing Han Shichen looking up at the sky in bewilderment, Tang Seng urged him.

"Master, this disciple can't fly!"

Han Shichen became anxious, and shouted at Tang Seng: "This disciple can run, but he can't fly. Master knows it."

"Oh, well, I will teach you now as a teacher!"

Tang Seng knew that Han Shichen had the conditions to fly, but he hadn't flown it yet, and he didn't master the flying skills. The main roads on the left and right were still far away from here, and the speed was not fast, so he thought about teaching Han Shichen how to use magic power now. flight.

Because with Han Shichen's current righteousness, it should be enough to fly a certain distance.

After all, human monks can fly with mana as long as they reach the foundation building stage.

"Open your arms, your breath sinks, your luck is on the soles of your feet, and your breath is released..."

After Tang Seng finished explaining, he used spiritual thoughts to transmit sound, and told Tang Seng the details of the flight in detail.

In fact, in the process of flying, there is no need to open your arms at all, but Han Shichen has never flown before, and there must be a process of adaptation. Opening your arms is just to maintain the balance of your body.

Although what Tang Seng said was very general, the explanations of the sound transmission were very specific. Han Shichen himself was not stupid, so he tried a few times according to Tang Seng's teaching.

Sure enough, at a certain moment, his body suddenly rose from the ground and flew high into the sky.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Even though Han Shichen had flown in the sky several times under the leadership of Tang Seng, and he had already made some psychological preparations, but this time, he relied on his own strength to fly into the sky alone, even though the current situation could not be regarded as a good one. really fly.

Amidst the excitement, but also with some fear, Han Shichen began to shout loudly in the air.

The body is shaky, as if it will fall from the sky at any moment.

"Chen'er, be careful, don't fly anymore!"

On the ground, Han Shichen's father, Hubu Shangshu Han Zheng, couldn't stop shouting anxiously.

Tang Seng didn't pay attention to this person at all, and still pointed out the irregularities in Han Shichen's movements, giving guidance at any time.

Han Shichen grasped it very quickly. After only twenty or thirty breaths, his body gradually became balanced, and he was able to fly horizontally in the air, and even began to try to turn and change directions.

"Fly up, fly up...my son is flying up!"

In such a situation, Han Zheng was so excited that he jumped up like a child. He was able to transcend the scope of mortals and fly in the sky with his own ability. He was like a fairy.

Unexpectedly, such a character came out of the Han family.

The other people present were also inexplicably shocked at this time.

When Tang Seng asked Han Shichen to fly, most people didn't think so. Although they didn't say anything, they were thinking in their hearts, want to fly?
Dream it!
Flying is something that you can fly if you want to fly?
Everyone thought so, but the fact surprised them that Han Shichen actually flew up.

And it flies very well.

For a moment, there was a terrible silence in the crowd, and then some ministers began to try.

Opening his arms, holding his breath, he kicked his feet on the ground, bouncing on the ground like a zombie, thinking of flying into the sky.

With the first person who started to try, there will be the second one. More and more people are trying to start flying according to the steps Tang Seng said.

Because they all knew that Han Shichen was still a mortal just a few days ago and could not fly. It was only after Tang Seng accepted him as a disciple that he gained the ability to fly.

They naively think that at the same time, ordinary people can fly as long as they have mastered the method of flying.

At this time, Tang Seng had already taken Han Shichen to fly towards the city gate, while leaving behind a group of ministers and forbidden soldiers, all of whom were bouncing on the ground and trying to fly.

Looking down from the sky, it seems that a group of zombies are dancing.

(End of this chapter)

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