Ranch Story: Start Over

Luo Linnan casually took out a paper umbrella from his storage space. The oil-paper umbrella looked ordinary, as if it was made of ordinary oil paper. Perhaps it was because Feng Ling's practice was still shallow and his understanding of the characteristics of paper was limited.

When he saw the three of them staring at him, Luo Linnan slowly opened his paper umbrella and whispered, "Collect!"

An amazing scene happened - the female ghost Xiaowan was sucked into a magical gourd and disappeared in an instant. The whole scene was filled with a simple and mysterious atmosphere, with a bit of the charm of the ancient oil-paper umbrella and the legend of the female ghost.

"Although this is an ordinary oil-paper umbrella, it is perfect for subduing ghosts." Luo Linnan handed the umbrella to Duan Zhaoai and gently instructed, "Xiaoai, please take care of her for the time being. We are going to look for her husband next."

Going straight ahead to look for it like this? Duan Zhaoai was full of doubts. Could they really find it successfully without any clues? She really couldn't figure out the reason.

"Little boy, she hasn't even told us where her husband is. If we just search aimlessly for a whole day, it will be in vain!"

Luo Linnan raised his lips slightly, his eyes fell on Feng Ling, and he smiled softly:

"That's why I said Brother Feng had great luck today. If it was someone else, even if I helped, Miss Xiaowan would probably be wiped out in his hands. You know, not everyone in every realm has the ability to defeat their opponent across levels."

After saying that, Luo Linnan took out another magic weapon shaped like a compass from the storage space. He hung the Yinming bracelet on it, and in an instant, countless fine silk-like objects continuously flowed out from around the compass and tightly wrapped around the Yinming bracelet.

After a while, those filaments retracted like the tide, and their shape looked like venom, but they did not attach themselves to it.

"That's it. My Si Nan has successfully captured the aura of the other half of the Yin Ming bracelet. All I have to do now is follow it."

As Luo Linnan spoke, he handed the Sinan to Feng Ling.

"Brother Feng, I will repair the mine for you this time as a favor. You will have to handle everything in the future on your own."

Luo Linnan smiled, led everyone out of the mine, then snapped his fingers in the air with one hand, and a white cloud flew over from the sky.

"What the hell! Somersault Cloud?"

"Hahaha, you can understand it that way." Luo Linnan said with a smile as he looked at Feng Ling who had a puzzled look on his face.

"What are you talking about? Little boy, is this your magic prop? It looks like a cloud and is so cute." Duan Zhaoai held an oil-paper umbrella and approached the somersault cloud. She felt a soft, fluffy and fragrant feeling, which made her like Luo Linnan's somersault cloud very much.

"Let's go, this way we can reach our destination faster." Luo Linnan called on everyone to get on the somersault cloud.

Seeing that Gast and Duan Zhaoai were already sitting steadily on it, Feng Ling finally couldn't suppress his strong curiosity and asked:

"Brother Luo, this thing is so amazing! To be honest, I am really curious about your profound cultivation. Can you tell me a little bit about it?"

Luo Lin touched his nose and answered frankly, "A sixth-level magic swordsman."

"Magic Swordsman? But...but what you did just now doesn't seem like something an ordinary Magic Swordsman can do! And, isn't this...isn't this Somersault Cloud a treasure that only immortal cultivators can possess?"

Feng Ling widened his eyes and asked in disbelief.

Seeing Feng Ling was a little messy, Luo Linnan said softly: "Actually, in every world, I have a unique form of existence, and in this world, I am transformed into a powerful magic swordsman.

But don't worry, since I have these abilities and treasures, you can also obtain them, such as this somersault cloud in front of you."

Hearing this, Feng Ling couldn't help but feel a strong desire in his heart.

After all, for this young man from ancient China, the classic literary work "Journey to the West" is a household name! The magical and long-awaited somersault cloud in it is extremely popular and charming.

Therefore, Feng Ling, unable to suppress his inner excitement, immediately asked:

"Brother Luo, could you please give me some pointers? How can I get this long-awaited Somersault Cloud?"

Facing Feng Ling's urgent request, Luo Linnan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile and responded: "Why, do you really want it?"

Feng Ling nodded his head like pounding garlic, indicating that he was very eager to get the Somersault Cloud.

Seeing Feng Ling's sincere and expectant eyes, Luo Lin made a simple gesture and spoke slowly:

"As long as you accumulate a full 1 billion merit points, I will recognize the value you have created in this world. By then... hehehe, this somersault cloud will naturally belong to you~"

After hearing this, Feng Ling felt that the goal seemed a little out of reach, but then he thought that it should not be difficult if it develops to the later stages of the game.

"Deal! Let's go then."

Now that he knew the price, he had a target to follow: the Somersault Cloud! This was not only because of his love for the Somersault Cloud, but also because he understood that bargaining would only make people think that he thought the Somersault Cloud was not worthy of such a price.

Luo Linnan showed an appreciative expression, nodded and said:

"I thought you would be like those conscripts from other worlds, and start bargaining hard after hearing the price. But you are different. When I told them the true value of this treasure, everyone was like crazy trying to bargain down to the lowest price.

You are the most simple and reliable, but Jindouyun likes people like you who are pure-hearted, sincere and frank. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ling, who had not yet fully understood Luo Linnan's intention, was pulled onto the somersault cloud. In an instant, the somersault cloud soared into the sky like an arrow from a bow. Luo Linnan stared at the magic Si Nan in his hand, pointed to the southeast, and ordered loudly:

"The target is in the southeast direction! Distance is 500 kilometers! Somersault Cloud, full speed ahead!"

Feng Ling was a little nervous at first, not because he had never tried flying in the air, but because such a unique way of flying, astonishing flying altitude and unimaginable flying speed were all the first times he had experienced in his life.

Although the scenery under their feet was changing rapidly, the Somersault Cloud seemed to ignore the air resistance, and Feng Ling and others did not feel any difficulty in breathing.

"Ah! Slow down! I'm so scared!" Duan Zhaoai couldn't help but scream.

Gast and Feng Ling could still hold back, after all, they were men and couldn't let others look down on them. However, this was the first time they flew so fast and so directly that they could see the ground scenery under their feet as small as ants at a glance, and Feng Ling's heart was a little agitated.

Duan Zhaoai was the first to shout out, and while shouting he slapped Luo Linnan, asking him to slow down. Luo Linnan looked at Duan Zhaoai who was already hugging him in fear, and raised the corner of his mouth:

"Xiao Ai, don't worry. You are completely locked on the Somersault Cloud. No matter what you do, you won't fall off. Brother Feng, you can think of it as riding an airplane. You can change the Somersault Cloud into any shape you want."

In this case, Feng Ling was not worried at all. He was just thinking about where to grab it. After hearing Luo Linnan's explanation, Feng Ling quickly muttered to himself:

"Somersault Cloud, give me a comfortable reclining chair."

When Gast saw that Feng Ling, who had been sitting upright, had now turned into lying on a recliner, he immediately recited Feng Ling's thoughts in his mind.

When Duan Zhaoai saw the two people behind him lying so comfortably on the somersault cloud, he figured out how to operate it and made a boss chair with a backrest according to his own preferences and sat down.

On the other hand, Luo Lin was like a driver. The co-pilot and the passengers were all very comfortable, but he was the only one concentrating on driving.

"Okay, you guys take a rest first, we'll be there in half an hour."

"Then thank you for your help, Brother Luo."

Feng Ling is not pretentious. He is determined to cling to the big thigh this time and just wait and see how the big thigh will take him to fly.