Chapter 297 I'm Not Afraid of Heights
Not all chickens can survive and lay eggs on the top of Mount Sanqing Mountain, especially those that climb the mountain halfway.

Therefore, most of the chickens currently existing in Sanqing Mountain are those they have raised since they were young. If they eat one, there will be one less chicken that will lay eggs next year.

There were many families raising chickens at the foot of the mountain, and Wang Cong could buy some when he went down the mountain.

Because he was afraid that his beloved would not be able to wait and really go to the chicken coop to bite the chickens, Wang Cong was very quick, going down the mountain in a quarter of an hour, buying the chickens in half a quarter of an hour, and going back up the mountain in a quarter of an hour.

Xiao Hong steamed a chicken for her, and Hong Yan had quite a few requests, "Apply more salt, the last time you steamed it it was a little bland."

Xiao Hong: "The Taoist priest said that you are a fox and cannot eat anything too salty, or you will lose your hair."

Hongyan: "If it falls off, it will grow back. I didn't eat anything salty. You guys gave me something too bland."

Seeing how greedy she was, Xiaohong applied a little more salt on her food and added a lot of soaked mushrooms to steam together to enhance the flavor.

Before the chicken was steamed, Hongyan couldn't help sniffing and shouting, "It smells so good, it smells so good, Xiaohong, the chicken you steamed is so delicious."

Xiao Hong's eyes curved with joy, "You haven't eaten yet."

After steaming it for more than a quarter of an hour, Xiaohong poked it with chopsticks to make sure it was steamed through and then took it out of the pot.

She filled a large bowl with the food and handed it to her, "Sister Hongyan, why don't you keep one? I'll heat it up for you when you want to eat it again, otherwise you'll have to eat it cold later."

Hongyan swallowed and said, "I won't go out during my retreat. Eat when you're hungry. I don't mind eating cold food."

After saying that, he carried the large basin to her guest room.

Wang Feiyin watched the chicken in the basin go away with eager eyes. He turned back and stared at his son, "You only bought two?"

Wang Cong: "... Dad, let's have spare ribs tonight."

Wang Feiyin murmured, "I want to eat chicken too."

Wang Cong pretended not to hear.

Hongyan wanted to go into seclusion to transform the wisdom-enhancing elixir, but after taking the elixir, Pan Yun and the others only meditated on the rocks in the backyard for an hour.

Pan Jun opened his eyes, uttered an "Ah," and said, "I feel like I've become smarter."

Wang Feiyin leaned back in the recliner and coughed, hiding the smile in his eyes, "As long as you feel it."

Pan Yun approached him and said, "Big Brother, I am smarter than before. Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Wang Feiyin became serious and nodded solemnly, "Really? I've given you so much time to rest. It's time to practice flying today."

Pan Yun said: "I know this, no need to learn it."

Wang Feiyin glanced at her.

"If you don't believe me, I'll fly for you to see."

Pan Yun rolled over and got off the rock, took out his sword, and unsheathed it with a whoosh.

Wang Feiyin couldn't help but praise, "What a great sword! Who gave it to you?"

Pan Yun glanced at him and said, "Master Zhang!"

Wang Feiyin also glanced at her, "Oh, it's Liu Zhen, he does have a lot of good things."

Wang Feiyin raised his chin and said, "Fly."

Pan Yun also raised his chin and waved his hand. The sword in his hand flew out, flew around the cliffs in front of him, and then landed steadily in front of Pan Yun.

Pan Jun looked at the flying sword that fell in front of his feet, then flew up and stood on it. After shaking his body, he tightened his abdomen, and the energy in his dantian flowed throughout his body, and he stabilized his body the next moment.

Wang Feiyin waited patiently, but after waiting for a long time she was still standing in the air on the flying sword, motionless.

The flying sword was less than a foot off the ground.

Wang Feiyin glanced at him and said helplessly, "Even if you were half a foot off the ground, I wouldn't rush you. Why leave this less than a foot of space? Are you going to pinch my feet?"

Pan Jun glanced at him and said stubbornly, "Big Brother, I'm trying to find the feeling I flew in my previous life."

Wang Feiyin asked, "Did you fly a flying sword in your previous life?"

Pan Jun said nothing.

Wang Feiyin walked around her, and finally decided to be gentle. He stood on a big rock and said, "How about this, I won't let you fly out today. Just fly over to where I'm standing."

Pan Jun glanced at the ground under his feet. The big rock was the one where Wang Feiyin often meditated. Most of it was embedded in the backyard, connected to a group of smaller rocks, and a small half of it protruded out of the cliff.

The place where Wang Feiyin was standing now was suspended in the air, and his toes were on the edge of the stone.

That is a position Pan Yun would never stand in.

She immediately withdrew her gaze, but her feet were still weak and she almost fell off the flying sword.

She took a few deep breaths and steadied herself.

Wang Feiyin narrowed his eyes.

Pan Jun closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the flying sword maintained a height of 20 centimeters and flew forward for a distance, just standing next to Wang Feiyin.

From here, you can see the bottomless cliff and the mountain temple half-hidden by trees.

Wang Feiyin smiled, patted her shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Not bad, I told you, how could such a capable junior sister of mine be afraid of heights?"

Pan Jun raised her chin proudly and said, "I just haven't flown for a long time. I'm a little unfamiliar with it and I'm trying to get the hang of it."

"Yeah," Wang Feiyin smiled and nodded, then he turned his hand into a claw and grabbed Pan Yun's shoulder, and with a flick of his hand, Pan Yun flew out. "Ah—" Pan Yun was thrown upward like a discus, and then fell straight down the cliff.

Miao Zhen Miao He immediately ran to the edge of the cliff and shouted, "Little Master Uncle——"

Wang Cong also leaned over to look, and saw that their junior master uncle passed by a tree after falling down, and immediately flew up by stepping on the tree. It took only a moment for him to stabilize his body, and then he began to fly up along the cliff.

She stepped on the stone wall with her toes and spun up, occasionally kicking the stone wall and flying sideways to avoid the protruding stones, then stepped on the branches to gain leverage to move up.

Just like that, it flew up along the cliff.

As soon as he landed on the rock, Pan Yun's legs and hands went weak and he reached out to them.

Miaozhen and Wang Cong immediately stepped forward, each holding one of the arms, and helped the man down from the big rock and sit on another rock closer to the inside.

Wang Feiyin stroked his beard and said, "You can do Qinggong, but you can't fly with a sword. Do you not believe in your flying skills, or do you not believe in your sword?"

Pan Yun said with a pale face, "Because when I'm doing Qinggong, I only look in front of me and above me. Even if I occasionally look down, I can suppress the urge to jump down. I will make sure there are things blocking me in front, behind, left and right. As long as there are obstacles, I'm not afraid."

Wang Feiyin suddenly realized, "I was wondering why you always like to drill into tree branches when you fly with Qinggong. We usually avoid them, but you insist on getting covered in branches and leaves."

Wang Feiyin asked, "What was the flying object you used in your previous life?"

Pan Yun said with a bitter face: "A small house."

Wang Feiyin: “What?”

Wang Cong exclaimed, "Little Master, were you so powerful in your previous life? You could even fly on a house? Why haven't I heard of such a powerful person in our dynasty? Dad, which powerful person passed away ten years ago?"

Wang Feiyin hit him on the head and said, "Shut up!"

Wang Feiyin turned his head to look at her, "How far did you reach in your cultivation in your previous life?"

Pan Yun was vague and said directly, "It is a foldable and retractable house. It is made of special materials and has a light body formation and a flying formation engraved on it. It is a small house of about ten square meters. The ground is a carpet, and outside the house is a carpet that extends about two meters. The edge is inlaid with a railing about one meter and two meters high. I am not afraid even if I stand on the edge."

That was the flying magic weapon that she had saved up for three years to customize!

She didn't want to do it at first because traveling was really convenient in her previous life.

Not only are there airplanes, but there are also various flying instruments in operation, flying drivers, and flying monsters that will also take orders.

But after several air traffic accidents and criminal cases, Pan Yun no longer had much trust in aerial flying. In the end, he decided to fly by himself and spent a lot of money to make this foldable house-like flying device.

Originally, she just wanted to add a circle of railings on the flying carpet, but after flying for a while, she felt that the flight time was too long and it was boring to sit on it, so she asked someone to build a tea room on it that could be protected from the wind and used to make tea...

The flying magic weapon became more and more perfect. No matter what others thought, she was very happy.

She also personally carved magic circles on it, so don't make it too easy to control it.

But here...

Not to mention that her skills in refining instruments are average, even if she had to pull out the two subjects of dynamics and magical instrument making from the spiritual realm and re-learn them, she wouldn't have the materials.

In the end, she still had to study materials science, and all materials science, starting from the 19th century.

Pan Yun didn't think he had the ability, but...

Her eyes passed from Wang Cong, Miao Zhen and Miao He, and finally landed on Wang Feiyin, "Brother, can I borrow your medicine cauldron?"

Wang Feiyin: …

"My medicine cauldron is in the pharmacy."

It really is in the pharmacy. Wang Feiyin usually uses it to make pills. It is so big that he doesn’t like to carry it with him.

So whenever he was in the mountains, he would leave it in the pharmacy and only take it with him when he went out.

But... that was his magic weapon. With a wave of his hand, the medicine cauldron flew out of the pharmacy and came to Wang Feiyin's side in a flash.

Wang Feiyin rested his hand on the medicine cauldron and asked, "What do you want it for?"

Pan Yun crawled into the medicine cauldron and stood with just half of her head exposed, with her eyes outside, which gave her a strong sense of security.

Pan Yun grabbed the edge of the medicine cauldron and said, "Big Brother, I'll fly for you to see."

After saying that, the medicine cauldron flew out with a whoosh, and flew across the cliff and valley to the distance...

Miao He exclaimed "Wow", his eyes sparkling, "Master Uncle, Junior Uncle can really fly!"

Wang Feiyin: …

He was silent, and when he saw that the medicine cauldron had disappeared, he began to ponder. Was he going to prepare a medicine cauldron for his junior sister?

Pan Yun stood in the medicine cauldron, looking at the fields and houses below. The depression in her chest finally flew away, and she pinched her waist and laughed out loud in the medicine cauldron.

Pan Xiaohei, who was getting farther and farther away from her, had to break away from his practice, and after hiding his body while cursing, he was dragged here by her.

It instantly flew into the spiritual realm, and the feeling of being restrained deepened. "Can you take me with you next time you want to fly far away? Can you take me with you?"

Pan Yun: "I forgot. I will remember it next time."

She controlled the medicine cauldron to turn around and fly back. The children who were playing together below occasionally looked up and pointed to the sky and shouted: "Vat! There is a jar flying in the sky!"

The friend immediately looked up, but only saw a shadow flashing by, and shouted: "It's not a jar, it's a pot! There's a pot flying in the sky!"

The adults heard them shouting, walked out, looked up at the blue sky, picked up a stick and walked forward, "You are playing in the mud again, I have told you so many times not to play in the mud, do you still want this dress…"

(End of this chapter)