Chapter 29: A Greater Harvest, Daoist Huang He

"What's the deal with the Armor-Horse Skill? Is this a Magic I can't cast myself?!"

No matter how much Yang grumbled in his heart, he didn't dare to actually voice it out loud. He could only swallow his frustration and bow in thanks.

Li Yinsheng raised his hand and pointed. Yang suddenly felt his body become so light that it seemed weightless.

"HISS..."

"I definitely can't cast this kind of Armor-Horse Skill," Yang thought.

"This Magic only has a three-hour time limit. You should hurry, my young friend," Li Yinsheng said.

Yang bowed again, then turned and tried to jog a few steps. His entire body shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring, slamming hard into the distant courtyard wall.

"PFFT... HAHAHAHAHA!" Mu Xiaoyu burst into loud laughter.

Ignoring the pain, Yang leaped directly over the wall and dashed all the way toward the Yellow Crane Temple.