Bang!
Just as he knocked on Zhang Jian's door, the door opened directly.
Zhang Jian opened the door with a smile, but the moment he saw Zhang Peng behind Wang Lin, that smiling face dimmed.
"Let's go, departing now."
Wang Lin spoke directly, ignoring the change in Zhang Jian's expression, and turned around to say: "Let's go, Uncle Zhang."
"Mn."
Zhang Peng's purple eyes swept over Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian immediately shrank his neck tremblingly.
Fortunately, Zhang Peng did not make things difficult for Zhang Jian and turned directly to walk downstairs.
Wang Lin was helpless; he reached out and patted Zhang Jian's shoulder, signaling him to be at ease.
They went downstairs to check out.
Knowing Wang Lin's identity as a Soul Master, the innkeeper naturally dared not pull any tricks.
Collecting the remaining room fees, Wang Lin and Zhang Jian followed Zhang Peng out of the inn, heading straight for the West Gate of Heaven Dou City.
About an hour later.
"Stop, we are changing our method of travel!"
Zhang Peng suddenly stopped his footsteps and turned to look in the direction of Heaven Dou City, seemingly estimating the distance.
Wang Lin, who was to the side, also turned back to look at Heaven Dou City at this moment.
Half of this huge city was already hidden behind the other side of the horizon.
Goodbye, my Body Sect that I have never met!
He sighed with emotion in his heart.
If he hadn't gone to intercept the Skydream Ice Silkworm, if he had come to Heaven Dou City a few years earlier, he might already be a core member of the Body Sect by now.
But plans couldn't keep up with changes.
Before Wang Lin went to Heaven Dou City, he absolutely wouldn't have guessed that he would become Long Xiaoyao's cheap disciple.
The two parties had only met twice up to now.
Fortunately, this master was capable enough to get Wang Lin a Listed Carving Knife, even if there was a reason for it.
To the side, after confirming there was no problem with the distance, Zhang Peng took out a pure black metal backpack from his storage soul tool.
Click!
Carrying the metal backpack on his back, a pair of dark folding wings opened rapidly.
The folding wings weren't too big; the wingspan was only about two meters.
Zhang Peng also turned to look at Wang Lin and Zhang Jian at this time: "Prepare for takeoff!"
Whoosh!
Invisible crimson flames spewed out from behind him.
"Flying soul tool?"
Wang Lin naturally recognized the folding wings behind Zhang Peng, while Zhang Jian had never seen such a high-level gadget as a flying soul tool and was inevitably curious.
"Correct. When you reach the cultivation of a Soul Ancestor, you can buy one yourself to try."
Zhang Peng nodded.
After finishing his sentence, his left and right hands pinched the necks of Wang Lin and Zhang Jian respectively.
"Don't move."
As he spoke, a stream of cold soul power drilled into the bodies of Wang Lin and Zhang Jian from their necks respectively.
As the soul power entered his body, Wang Lin did not resist.
Because after entering his body, that cold soul power did not run wild but protected his cervical vertebrae and his entire back.
As a Super Douluo, Zhang Peng's control over soul power was extremely precise.
"If you don't want to die, hug your arms tight and straighten your legs for this old man."
As soon as Zhang Peng's voice rang out, Wang Lin and Zhang Jian hurriedly did as told.
Zhang Peng confirmed that there were no problems with their movements, then took the two and soared directly into the sky.
"Ah..."
The sudden movement still made the youth Zhang Jian unable to resist screaming.
However, as soon as the scream rang out, Zhang Jian's mouth was filled with strong wind, and he couldn't make a sound directly.
Wang Lin was prepared and had a look of composure.
The strong wind caused by the speed seemed to have no effect on him; even his hair wasn't very messy.
He could even speak.
"Uncle Zhang, doesn't it say that only Soul Ancestors can use flying soul tools?"
Hearing Wang Lin's voice, Zhang Peng's dark face immediately showed confusion.
He looked down and sensed the faint spiritual fluctuation permeating Wang Lin's body.
He also discovered an invisible barrier suspected to be formed by mental power in front of Wang Lin.
Zhang Peng couldn't help but be surprised.
"That is the technology of the three great empires. The flying soul tools in the Sun Moon Empire have long made breakthroughs."
While answering Wang Lin, Zhang Peng asked in a deep voice.
"Kid, is the barrier in front of you a soul skill?"
"No. I didn't even summon my soul rings, how could it be a soul skill? My martial soul mutated, and my mental power materialized, that's all."
Wang Lin said casually, as if talking about a trivial matter.
"Mental power materialized!?"
Zhang Peng was stunned for a moment upon hearing this sentence.
His purple eyes took on a look of disbelief.
His eyes narrowed, and invisible spiritual fluctuations permeated from his body.
The materialized mental power belonging only to Titled Douluo permeated from his body, gently touching the telekinetic barrier released by Wang Lin.
With this touch, Wang Lin couldn't help but shiver, and goosebumps rose instantly all over his body.
"Ew~ what are you doing, Uncle Zhang?"
Wang Lin's face was full of disgust.
The moment Zhang Peng's telekinesis touched the mental barrier just now, Wang Lin felt as if a slimy hand had touched his brain.
Mn, a bit disgusting!
"It really is!"
Zhang Peng sighed with emotion.
Converging the spiritual fluctuations all over his body, the look he gave Wang Lin changed again; he seemed to have underestimated this kid.
As the two talked, Zhang Peng's speed gradually stabilized.
Wang Lin naturally didn't forget to cover Zhang Jian's face with a streamlined mental barrier.
There was no helping it; this kid was truly big-hearted.
After confirming there was no danger, Zhang Jian was actually braving the strong wind to poke his head out and look down.
Tears were flowing straight down from the blowing wind, completely unafraid of being blinded.
Rubbing his eyes that were streaming with tears, Zhang Jian suddenly felt the strong wind in front of him disappear.
He turned to look and found Wang Lin waving a hand at him, knowing this must be Wang Lin's method.
"Brother Lin, thanks!"
He shouted directly at Wang Lin, regardless of whether Wang Lin could hear him.
With Wang Lin's telekinetic barrier, Zhang Jian could finally look down at the scenery below with peace of mind.
However, Zhang Peng's speed was very fast.
In Zhang Jian's field of vision, he only felt that the scenery below was fast enough to almost connect into a line.
Even so, this kid still watched tirelessly.
Wang Lin saw much more clearly than Zhang Jian.
He mainly looked for unique landmarks below, estimating Zhang Peng's flight speed against the map of the Heavenly Soul Empire in his mind.
The speed was quite fast, close to four hundred kilometers per hour.
Such speed was quite a bit faster than the high-speed rail in Wang Lin's previous life.
After a simple estimation, Wang Lin withdrew his mind and stopped thinking too much.
While maintaining the telekinetic barrier, he slowly entered a shallow state of meditation.
This was something he only developed after his Advanced Meditation Method reached the Proficient level.
Zhang Peng noticed that Wang Lin also put a mental barrier on Zhang Jian.
Soul power surged within his body, and he actually took action to block the strong wind slightly for the two of them.
But at such a fast speed, even with Zhang Peng helping them slightly, Wang Lin's mental power still couldn't support the telekinetic barrier for too long.
So Wang Lin needed to recover while maintaining the barrier.
The strong wind at this speed could really blow one's eyes blind.
Fortunately, Zhang Peng knew his limits.
After flying rapidly for nearly five hours, which was when Wang Lin's soul power was about to be exhausted, he chose to land and rest.