"... This is your second vehicle, the Flying Pigeon?"
Looking at Wang Lu's freshly made second vehicle, Aya felt weak all over. She then made up her mind not to ride it no matter what.
According to Wang Lu, the second vehicle was a modified version based on the lessons he learned from the failure of the first vehicle. All aspects of performance had a qualitative leap, and its ability to survive in the sea of clouds was significantly enhanced. However, in Aya's eyes, it was a broken goods with a crooked beam, two wheels that were not perfectly round, and the chain was loose.
Rather than saying it was a pigeon, it was more like a weak chicken. Roughly speaking, it was just such a vehicle.
"You … What happened to you just now?" Aya could not help but sincerely ask with emotion.
Wang Lu sighed. "The pain of a genius often comes from the prejudice of the secular world. Aya, I have eaten your soft rice for so many years in the Spirit Sword Mountain cafeteria. I always thought that a person who can make dark cuisine must have the temperament of a performance artist. Unexpectedly, you're also so vulgar."
Then, before Aya's anger accumulated to a certain level, Wang Lu explained, "Don't look at this vehicle's ugly appearance, I have a special driving skill."
Aya suspiciously asked, "Special driving skill?"
Wang Lu nodded, and then took out a tough rope and tied it to the beam of the vehicle. Because it was crooked, the rope just happened to be stuck in a groove, which was particularly strong.
Then, Wang Lu exerted force with both of his hands, lifted the entire vehicle and put it on his back. The two ends of the rope went around his chest and tied a knot. He actually carried the vehicle on his back like a huge sword!
"Humph, this way, I don't have to worry about the vehicle collapsing under the hundred times gravity."
Aya was dumbfounded. She felt that the bottom line of her imagination had once again been broken. She had been leading the army for many years and had seen all kinds of special driving skills. However, she had never seen anyone driving a vehicle on his back!
"What kind of vehicle is this? It's more like a piece of luggage!"
Wang Lu shook his head. "This is the prejudice of the secular world. This is just a special driving method, called the old man pulling the vehicle."
"... Go ahead, I don't care about you anymore."
Wang Lu then carried his beloved Flying Pigeon vehicle and once again went deep into the sea of clouds. And this time, his purpose was very clear: go as deep as possible, break through, and see where the limit of his routine was.
Wang Lu didn't think that the old man pulling the carriage could protect him all the way to Beautiful Unique Pool Peak. However, as a professional adventurer, his strong intuition told him that it was best not to stick to the castle, because that would be suicidal. Therefore, he would rather take the risk of traveling alone through the sea of clouds to find a shortcut.
In fact, there was indeed a vague idea in his mind.
To put it bluntly, it was a very simple and straightforward idea, but it was a thought that many people ignored.
A long, long time ago, the ancient powers left behind a gloomy ancient castle at the edge of the Cloud Sea. It was used as a platform and warehouse to build war chariots. Although it was not clear why they were so obsessed with war chariots, in short … after they ended their exploration of the Cloud Sea, did they leave anything here? Similarly, tens of thousands of years ago, Golden King built a powerful chariot in the castle and crushed all the way to Beautiful Unique Pool Peak. Then, what happened to that chariot? Was it taken away by him as a souvenir, or …?
There was no definite answer to these questions, but it didn't prevent Wang Lu from guessing. After all, there was not much loss. According to Wang Lu's guess, the Holy Light Religion should not be as straightforward as him. At least, it would take them a few days to build a low-level vehicle, and then they would break through the obstacles and find trouble with him.
And these few days were the last buffer for him. He must find a shortcut during this period. Otherwise, if he was caught by the other party, he would basically die.
Although in the sea of clouds, for some reason, there was a limit on the strength of the profession, but the upper limit was set at the intermediate high order profession, similar to the Yuanying Stage cultivators in Nine Regions. Wang Lu asked himself that with his current strength, he might be able to fight against a Yuanying Stage cultivator … but he could only fight for two or three rounds. Moreover, it couldn't be a peak Yuanying Stage or an abnormal Yuanying Stage cultivator. At most, it should be similar to Tiger King of the Beast Master School. There must be no additional value on the baseline. If it were those old guys of Heavenly Sword Hall, no matter how confident Wang Lu was, he didn't think that he could keep pace with them after ten years of cultivation.
And this time, the opponent was a Holy One, a legendary level Holy One.
The legendary level of the Western Continent could barely be equated to the Unity Stage cultivators of Nine Regions. Of course, this equivalence was very difficult to draw, because the value of the current legendary level of the Western Continent was far less than that of the past. Aya, at her peak, had not completely crossed the threshold of the legendary level. However, in her opinion, apart from the Pope, she dared to fight any of the so-called legendary level of the Holy Light Religion. If it was the legendary level of the Treasure House Manager, she could even fight five of them.
However, that was only for Aya. For a young cultivator who had only been cultivating for more than ten years, a legendary level was still a legendary level, an insurmountable mountain. Even if the other side suppressed their strength to the same level as him, they could still crush him by virtue of their experience and skill, not to mention how far away was the intermediate level of high order?
In short, this time, he tied the Flying Pigeon to his back and walked on foot, which had completely deviated from the original intention of this Sea of Clouds War Lane. Moreover, he knew that he could not go any deeper into the sea of clouds. However, it saved him precious time. During this time … he must find a vehicle that could be recycled as soon as possible. Wang Lu knew that his idea was somewhat whimsical. However, he still remembered that when the Everlasting collapsed and he was forcibly sent back to the starting point, he seemed to have vaguely discovered something...
"Huh?"
As he walked on the old road again, Wang Lu soon felt the pressure of the hundredfold gravity again. However, this time, he was carrying the vehicle on his back, so he didn't have to bear the heavy pressure of the unity of man and vehicle. Thus, he was still able to persist.
As Wang Lu continued to go deeper into the canyon, the pressure of the gravity became stronger and stronger. Almost every step he took, the pressure doubled. However, as the gravity increased, Wang Lu increasingly felt that the thing he was looking for was getting closer and closer.
Finally, he stopped on a barren plain. At this point, the gravity of the earth has been thousands of times higher than normal. Wang Lu was equivalent to carrying four or five sets of five pairs of load-bearing wheels. Even with his close to Jindan Stage physical quality, he began to feel strenuous — Non-Phase Method was not known for its great power, its pure power was limited. However, it was enough for him to reach this point. The core of gravity was right under his feet. Something was buried here, which formed the strange gravity environment of this valley.
The next step was to dig three feet into the ground. Needless to say, the ground that could withstand the thousandfold gravity was solid. However, Wang Lu used the Sword of Mount Kun as a hoe, digging bit by bit. This upgraded spiritual treasure did not disappoint him. Not only did it have the sharpness to cut iron like mud, but it also had the power to shake the earth. With a swing of the sword, the entire valley would slightly tremble.
The only flaw was that the sword spirit Autumn Beam was very dissatisfied with this reckless waste of natural resources. This sword spirit had experienced more than a thousand years of hardships and had followed more than ten masters, some strong and some weak, but none of them treated her lightly, treating the dignified Sword of Mount Kun like a Luoyang shovel. Therefore, during the digging process, Autumn Beam did not say a word. She kept a straight face and even refused to show up.
Regarding this behavior of disregarding the master's authority, Wang Lu painstakingly dug while earnestly educating her, "Little Liang, although you are the sword spirit of this spiritual treasure, moreover, it has been upgraded on your own, your future prospects are boundless, and your value is extraordinary. But you absolutely cannot look down on simple manual labor because of this. You must know that this kind of labor at the bottom contains the real wisdom. Which of our basic necessities do not require labor? Your high and mighty mentality will definitely limit your development in the future. Of course, I do not blame you. Most of the spirits at your level are proud and arrogant. Unfortunately, because of this, there are only a few that can go one step further and approach immortal treasures. In my opinion, it is necessary for the spirits of high level magical treasures to go down and receive the education of the people at the bottom! "
Wang Lu's earnest and earnest words did not get any response. Wang Lu called out a few times, but there was no response. He thought that this was not the rhythm of being blacklisted, right...
Fortunately, when the digging reached the end, Autumn Beam finally could not help but show up. Because not far from Wang Lu's feet, the majestic energy fluctuations could no longer be concealed. The nearly ten thousand fold gravity made it difficult for Wang Lu to even maintain standing. He had already begun to slowly burn his innate vitality. After Autumn Beam sensed this fluctuation, she finally could not help but be curious.
"What is this?"
"I also find it strange." Wang Lu reluctantly opened his mouth, "I really can't think of anything else on the vehicle that could use such a powerful suction force. Is it a toy designed to relieve the driver's fatigue? This... is really a heaven-defying toy. "
Liang Qiu frowned: "Do you think I don't understand, that's why you said it?"
Wang Lu was surprised, "You understand?"
Autumn Beam coldly said, "Do you think I'm as simple and easy to fool as Liu Li?"
Considering Autumn Beam's thousand years lifespan, it was unrealistic to expect her to be as pure as a little white flower.
"Since you are well-informed, do you have any opinion on this?"
Autumn Beam said, "I can't say for sure, but this suction force seems to be instinctively calling something. Unfortunately, the thing inside doesn't have the concept of a spirit, otherwise, I might be able to communicate with it and explore it. "
In this treacherous land of the sea of clouds, even if there was a spirit, perhaps it would not be able to hold on for so many years. However, as a sword spirit, Autumn Beam's understanding of things was far better than that of ordinary people. Moreover, she had a steady temperament and did not speak lightly. She judged that this suction force was a call, which was most likely not wrong.
"A call, could it be..."
While thinking, Wang Lu asked Autumn Beam to work hard with him to dig the last layer of soil. Although the last layer of soil was not thick, it had been compressed by the ten thousand fold gravity for ten thousand years, so it was simply indestructible. Autumn Beam used the source power of the spiritual treasure to directly shake the ground, which caused the soil to crack, revealing the true appearance below.
It was a deep and serene darkness, but upon a closer look, it was actually a ball.
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