Zhang Long was quite excited when he first sat on the wooden boat.
He even fantasized about whether he could soar tens of thousands of meters high in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, ride the clouds and mist to a thousand miles away.
Once he actually sat on the wooden boat,
Zhang Long realized that even magic artifact flights needed to be reported.
Moreover, once the speed increased slightly, the human body would feel discomfort.
Fortunately, Zhou Xuan was very considerate of the feelings of this future little disciple. Noticing Zhang Long's flushed face, he intentionally slowed down the boat.
And lowered the altitude to below two thousand meters.
With their eyesight, they could clearly see the appearances and movements of the pedestrians below.
It also filled Zhang Long with wonder.
He just felt that he could never get enough of the various human conditions below.
Especially after listening to Zhou Xuan's explanation that their wooden boat had an illusion array,
