Time flies, and two months have passed.

Shui Ling'er stood on the martial arts training ground in front of the Floating Life Hall, facing a row of torches about ten steps away in a horse-walking posture.

Ling'er twisted the fat insect butt, climbed onto the torch, blew her small mouth, and burned one with spiritual power, and then jumped onto the other and lit it in the same way. Under its hard work, in a short time all ten torches were blazing.

"I'm going to try again, and I don't believe I can't make it!"

His childish face was full of determination, and he secretly recited the third layer of the Heavenly Zen Fire Forbearance Technique: "The heart is moved by the qi, and the heart rises with the qi." The cyclone is in the void to sink the pill. Dan leaves the void and walks the three meridians, and the three meridians are sun/day to catch the truth. Refers to luck, the air meets the stars, the stars are born from Dan, and the fire is extinguished!"

After reading it, the dantian qi rose straight to the top of the head of the three yang meridians, and then from the head to the arms to the fingers in one go, I saw a light purple sword qi, emitted from the fingertips, and hit the opposite torch. The sword qi was extinguished when it reached the fire, and it was extinguished like this until the seventh torch. But at this time, the sword qi in his fingertips had gradually weakened, and by the time he reached the eighth branch, his fingertips were empty.

"Hey—"

Shui Ling'er failed again, sighed, and fell on her back on the blue brick floor, staring blankly at the sky with her hands on her pillows.

Ling'er jumped on his chest, looked at him helplessly, then lay on top of him and began to sleep comfortably.

A person and a worm were bathed in the sun and fell asleep, and a fairy in white appeared hazy in front of Shui Ling'er, standing aside, calling him with a voice that was like a forest spring, but cold as ice: "Get up." ”

Seeing the fairy appear, although Shui Ling'er was reluctant, she still didn't dare to disobey, and sat up from the ground with a pout.

Ling'er was in a daze and wanted to fall asleep, Leng Buding rolled to the ground a few times, her little body fell painfully, and she was so annoyed that she waved two rows of small fists with her teeth and claws, wanting to hit him, but when she turned her head and saw Xi Mutong, she spit out her red tongue, shrunk her hands and feet and crawled to the side and fell asleep.

Xi Mutong's fingertips tapped slightly, and ten torches were rekindled.

She asked Shui Ling'er to stand in her original position, squatting down the horse, and she stood beside him, holding his hands together with her icy hands.

It was rare for Shui Ling'er to be so close to her, especially since she was already a young man's big hand, and she was put together by her slender pair of jade hands, and she held it tightly, and her heart was beating hard. When the biting cold penetrated into his heart, his teeth couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But he felt that it was extremely comfortable to be held like this by these sleek and boneless hands, and the faint fragrance on her body penetrated into his nose for a while, which made him instinctively reluctant to let her go.

Xi Mutong asked Shui Ling'er to recite the third layer of the Heavenly Zen Meditation again, and he did it honestly.

And this time was different from the past, under the support of Xi Mutong's palm, he felt that the qi of the dantian was at least three times thicker than when he practiced alone just now, and as the qi came out of the dantian, the breath was like a rolling torrent, surging in the meridians, and when the sword qi was released, the purple brilliance was incomparably gorgeous and dazzling. The ten torches were all extinguished by him at one time, and the sparks remaining on the torches after they were extinguished, like iron filings being attracted by magnets, were all inhaled by his palm qi, and his three layers of Pointing Heaven Zen were practiced in this way.

"In the future, you have to practice more dantian Shen Qi, your breath is not very stable, so you can't come out coherently and extinguish ten torches at once. Xi Mutong let go of his hand, lightly dropped this sentence, and turned around to leave as before.

"Aunt ......" Shui Ling'er almost blurted out her name, but as soon as she said a word, she swallowed it back, and stood on the spot with a red face, at a loss.

She had heard the word, and her heart was shaken, and she longed for him to utter it in its entirety, but at last he swallowed it back, and the two of them froze, and fell silent.

After a long time, Xi Mutong sighed lightly, and walked to the door again, the enchantment opened, but she didn't close it again.

"The weather in the mountains is good during this time, so you should go out for a walk more, and it is good for higher-level practice to broaden your mind. She forced the sentimentality in her heart, coldly admonished, and left.

"She means that I can walk out of the Floating Life Temple?" Shui Ling'er couldn't believe her ears.

Like a prisoner who had just been released, he walked to the door, carefully tested the threshold that had been sealed by the barrier with his foot, and found that he could no longer touch the obstacles, and his feet could indeed step out. Then he tried with his whole body, leaned over, and with the inertia, he rushed to the door of the Floating Life Palace.

"I'm out! I'm free! I'm breathing the air outside!" he shouted in his heart before he could gain a foothold.

It's been a year, he hasn't taken half a step out of the Floating Life Palace, and now that he finally sees the scenery outside the hall, he wants to cheer so much, just as innocent and elated as he was when he was five years old. But when he turned to look at the Floating Life Hall, the bits and pieces about Zhuyue came to his heart again, and his heart was full of joy and instantly turned into sadness, and tears flowed down again. (To be continued.) )