When the light of the handkerchief reaches a certain limit, there is only a "pop" sound, and white clouds spurt out from the white handkerchief, surrounding the handkerchief and not dissipating.
Within a few breaths, a white cloud the size of a house emerged, floating gently up and down in the air, like a piece of wood floating in the water.
Shen Luo was surprised to see this series of changes.
Daoist Luo raised his hand seemingly casually, and the white cloud immediately flew down and floated in front of the two of them.
"Let's go." He stepped forward and stood firm.
Shen Luo looked at the hazy clouds, gritted his teeth slightly, and jumped up.
The clouds seem to be filled with mist, but when you step on them, they have a force to hold you up, giving you a feeling of being grounded.
The white cloud carried the weight of the two people without even swaying.
Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to touch the cloud. It was like a ball of cold cotton that could not be grasped by hand.
"Daoist Luo, what kind of treasure is this?" He became more and more surprised and couldn't help but ask.
"This is Water Cloud Pouch, the Talisman Artifact used by the teacher to travel on the road. Stand firm." Daoist Luo said lightly and began to cast spells to move the clouds.
The white clouds shook slightly, then flew away in a distant direction, and their height continued to rise.
The clouds were quite slow at first, but became faster and faster, and finally reached several times the speed of an ordinary galloping horse, galloping forward.
At this moment, the Mingyue is high in the sky, and there is enough light. The Spring Autumn Temple below quickly shrinks, and soon becomes the size of a fist. The entire Azure Radiance Mountain also shrinks quickly, turning into a short mound.
Shen Luo had never been to such a high place. Unconsciously, his legs felt weak. With the strong wind hitting his face, he couldn't even open his eyes and breathe. He hurriedly looked back and sat down cross-legged.
After a while, his mind slowly calmed down, and he gradually adapted to the speed. When he looked around again, he was no longer so shaken, but a hint of excitement slowly emerged in his heart.
Above his head is the boundless starry night sky, and below is the vast earth. Flying between the sky and the earth, isn't this what he has always longed for?
"This is the true cultivation of immortality! One day, I, Shen Luo, will rely on my own strength to gallop between heaven and earth like this!" Looking at the vast world, Shen Luo clenched his fists and swore secretly in his heart.
Daoist Luo saw Shen Luo's expression in his eyes. Based on his experience, he could naturally guess what Shen Luo was thinking at the moment. He quickly looked away without saying any words of encouragement.
In his opinion, Shen Luo has mediocre qualifications and a short lifespan, so it is impossible for him to achieve anything. Taking him out this time to broaden his horizons is his last care.
Daoist Luo thought like this, silently moving Magic Power and urging Water Cloud Pouch to accelerate forward.
Two hours later, the sky began to get brighter, and the outline of a city gradually became clear in the front.
Shen Luo's eyes lit up slightly, and he recognized that it was his hometown, Chunhua County Town.
On the way, he learned from Daoist Luo that the destination of their trip was a town named White River Town near Chunhua County Town.
Looking at the city getting closer and closer in front of him, he was secretly speechless.
From Spring Autumn Temple to Chunhua County, it would take an average person about a day to arrive on a fast horse, but now it only takes such a short time, and judging from the understatement of Daoist Luo, it seems that he has not yet used all his strength.
If he could have a Talisman Artifact similar to Water Cloud Pouch, it would be so convenient when he was on the road!
Daoist Luo urged Water Cloud Pouch to fly directly to the northeast of the county, and soon arrived at a town near the river.
This is White River Town, named after the White Silk River outside the town, which is famous for its cloth making and dyeing in a radius of hundreds of miles. Shen Luo has also heard of this place, but has never been.
To the shock of the world, Daoist Luo fell down in a deserted place outside White River Town, and walked into town with Shen Luo.
White River Town is several times larger than the town where Shen Luo stayed outside Songfan County Town before, and it is much more prosperous. There are many shops, especially cloth shops.
There is a row of dyeing workshops near the river, there are dozens of them.
Although it was early in the morning, the shops on the street had already opened their doors, and the cloth workers in the workshops by the river had already started working. Pieces of cloth and satin were hung up, fluttering in the wind, like countless fluttering flags, which was a spectacular scene.
The two found someone to inquire about, and soon came to a high-gate courtyard in the town. Through the courtyard wall, they could see the pavilions and tall buildings inside. The vermilion door of the courtyard was tightly closed, and a plaque hanging at the door read "Ma Residence" in two large gold characters.
This is the destination of their trip, the home of White River Town, a cloth merchant named Ma.
Shen Luo looked at the Gaomen Courtyard in front of him, and his heart moved.
The morning sun rises, casting bright light, and everything begins to revive.
But the mansion in front of him still gave him a gloomy and gloomy feeling. The entire mansion seemed to be surrounded by an invisible fog, and the sunlight could not reach it.
"Sure enough, there is a ghostly spirit." Shen Luo said secretly, feeling a little proud at the same time.
However, he glanced twice and quickly lowered his head to avoid being noticed by Daoist Luo.
Daoist Luo is now carefully looking at Ma Residence in front of him. He has obviously noticed something strange here, but his expression is not strange at all. It seems that he has been used to it for a long time.
"Go call the door." After a while, Daoist Luo said this, then turned sideways with his hands behind his back and looked into the distance.
Shen Luo agreed, stepped forward, and slapped the copper ring on the door hard.
After knocking for a while, the door opened with a creak, and a sleepy middle-aged man in a blue shirt and blue hat walked out.
"Tsk! Two autumn wind hunters came here early in the morning. I have something going on at home these days, and I want to go somewhere else for alms. Let's go, let's go!" The middle-aged man glanced at the two of them sideways and scolded impatiently.
Shen Luo was new here, and he wanted to negotiate for Daoist Luo in a nice way, but the man spoke unreasonably and looked at the person with his nose. He couldn't help but feel angry, and immediately shouted sharply:
"Damn dog slave, I've blinded your dog's eyes. This is Spring Autumn Temple Perfected Luo. I was invited here by the Foreign Minister of your family, Mr. Ma. If you don't hurry up and report it, you will waste time. Be careful to break your dog's legs!"
When the middle-aged man heard this, his body shivered violently, and he suddenly woke up from sleep.
He glanced at the old man and the young man in front of him again, hurriedly changed his expression, nodded and bowed, apologized repeatedly, opened the door ajar, and hurried into the house.
Not long after, the Ma Residence door opened again, and a rich, middle-aged man with a big belly walked out quickly, accompanied by an old man in blue who looked like a butler.
I saw this man in his forties or fifties, wearing a brown hat and a silk robe, with a round face and small eyes, flashing shrewd light.
"Are you two the immortal elders of Spring Autumn Temple? I'm rude and I've missed my welcome. Please forgive me." Seeing that Daoist Luo was still standing sideways with his hands behind his back, the middle-aged man hurriedly rushed to Shen Luo and offered his hands in salute, with an extremely respectful attitude.