Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

Air

As Lingqing raised the feather in his hand, he chanted a spell loudly.

Suddenly, the air fluctuated, and a pair of wide transparent wings condensed behind him.

The moment the wings took shape, he felt his body lighten, as if he could fly off the ground at any time.

Feeling the weightlessness, Lingqing tapped her toes, and immediately her whole body left the ground and flew into the air.

As the body gradually rose, a feeling of joy kept brewing in his chest.

Oh hoo~

When he rushed out of the jungle and stood on top of the treetops out of thin air, he finally couldn't help but let out a loud cry.

Since ancient times, whether it is the technique of flying clouds and fog by monks, or mortals use equipment to create hot air balloons and airplanes.

It all shows that human beings have longing and longing for the sky.

After experimenting for a while, Lingqing found that Tian Tian mastered this spell, which is not so much a flying spell as a flying spell.

The effect of this spell is not to create a pair of air wings to fly like a bird as he imagined, but to allow him to walk in the air as if on land.

Those wings behind him are just for good looks.

Moreover, the duration of a magic spell is very short, only a few seconds.

Fortunately, when he recorded this spell into the spell book, he could continue to use it if he had enough feathers, thus extending the flight time.

As long as the spells triggered by the spellbook can be read correctly, the casting will not fail due to violent movement or fighting.

However, there is still a long way for Lingqing to be able to fly freely in the sky. Even so, this does not hinder his curiosity about flying.

At the same time, it also made him more motivated to go to Laoshan to seek immortality.

Presumably when he has successfully practiced and learned the art of flying clouds and driving fog, he will be able to swim freely between heaven and earth.

He also looks forward to the wild transformation of flying ability obtained when the professional level is upgraded to level 8.

However, when Ling Qing recovered from the joy of being able to fly, he was a little dazed.

Where have I been?

Taking advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun, he looked at the map in his hand and realized that he had no idea where he was.

The surrounding area was desolate, and there was no human habitation anywhere as far as the eye could see.

After sensing the direction with the druid's ability, Ling Qing walked eastward.

It is said that when a Druid walks in the jungle, he can record the environment he passes by like running a map in a game, and form a map in his mind.

But who made him fly into the sky, and in order to test the limit flying height, he flew upwards desperately.

As a result, the perception in the middle is broken a lot.

At this moment, it was as if he had two map fragments, and he wanted to put them together, but he had no idea how far apart they were.

Fortunately, not long after it got dark, he saw traces of planting crops.

Then, along these traces, they found a path that should lead to the village.

Sure enough, after walking for a while, Ling Qing saw the village not far away and couldn't help speeding up her pace.

However, as he got closer, he realized that something was wrong.

Although it's late autumn now, and the birds and beasts have disappeared and the insects have disappeared, the surrounding area is too quiet.

At the same time, the village was silent, like a beast lurking in the night.

Also like a deserted village.

Lingqing tightened the long stick in her hand and touched the spell book on her waist to let it float around her left hand so that it could be triggered at any time.

Walk carefully to the village.

It's not that he knows that there are tigers in the mountain and he prefers to go to the mountain. Although the village is abnormally quiet, there is nothing abnormal in his perception or the ghost pill he wears.

That's why he dared to come over, otherwise he would rather sleep in the wilderness than take risks.

At the entrance of the village, under a big tree crowned like a canopy, he saw a slightly dilapidated small temple standing there.

He stopped and looked at the waist-high small temple, to be precise, the clay statues inside.

This is a classic earth temple. If you look carefully, there is a pair of couplets posted on the left and right.

Earth grows all things

The land can bring a thousand prosperity

In his perception, this ordinary small temple exudes an aura that he is very familiar with, and the statue is the source of this aura.

It is the breath of the earth.

Along the way, Lingqing also saw a lot of earth temples, but most of the temples were connected with the village and the surrounding farmland.

Even though the temple in front of him was the same, he felt that there was something original in this land gathered on this clay statue.

If the ordinary land temple is connected with the surrounding villages and land, this connection also restricts the land god from leaving the current land.

But the earth temple in front of him gave him the feeling that when all the origins of this kind were closed.

This earth temple seems to be able to pull out the temple at any time without being restrained.

Just as Lingqing was thinking, a wave of energy flashed across the statue in the temple in front of him.

Then an old man with white beard and hair appeared in front of him, leaning on a cane.

Seeing this, Ling Qing took a step back, and at the same time blocked the wooden stick in front of her, and at the same time grabbed the spell book in her hand.

Scholar, don't panic. This old man is the land of Huaishu Village. I only showed up because I saw the scholar's extraordinary temperament.

Seeing Lingqing, the land god stroked his snow-white beard and said with a smile.

I don't know what's the point of respecting the gods and seeing Xiaosheng?

Sensing that the land lord in front of him was indeed harmless, Ling Qing couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and asked with her hands clasped.

Hehe, you can't be called a scholar and god, and an old man is no more than a piece of land in the village. A scholar can just call him a land lord.

The land lord chuckled, swiped his sleeves to sweep away the floating ash on the two stone piers under the tree, stretched out his hand and said, Scholar, sit down.

Elder-in-law, please sit down too. Ling Qing also raised her hand to invite them, and the two took their seats.

Later, I heard the Lord of the Earth say: When I was young, I worked as a long-term worker in Changyang Town, and I admired scholars very much.

This Huaishu village is located in a remote place, close to the temple mountain and not beside the road, so few outsiders come here, let alone a scholar who has read the books of sages and sages.

I can't help but disturb the scholar when I see him today, I hope the scholar is not to blame.

Where, I heard from my father-in-law that this place is near Temple Mountain?

After subconsciously being modest, Ling Qing asked: But the temple mountain that is plagued by tigers?

I would rather spend more than ten days detours, just to avoid these tigers.

Didn't expect that after flying for a while, it would be delivered to your door by yourself?

It turns out that the scholar has also heard about it. It is that the tiger demon in the depths of the temple mountain recently led a group of vicious tigers down the mountain to eat people.

Many nearby villages have been in trouble, and the Zaohua Village next door has also been in trouble the day before yesterday. It seems that it will be here's turn soon.

After hearing this, the Lord of the Land sighed and said.

Then he stood up and bowed, Actually, the old man stopped the scholar tonight to ask for something.