"Have you ever played Fruit Ninja?" Ask Hua Muwan with a high pillow.

"Uh...... I haven't played it, but I seem to have heard of it. It's a game of cutting fruit. Hua Muwan said.

"Look at it." Gao Zhen said, stretching out his right hand, and the faint blue light flashed in his palm. After a burst of spiritual power, a blue ball of water appeared in the palm of his hand, floating leisurely. Then he snapped his palm and the ball froze into a spiked puck.

This is the effect of the basic water system exercise "Cold Soul Determination", which can make immortal cultivators feel the water attribute spiritual power around them, and gather them together to produce water and ice.

After successfully advancing to the third-order knot pill realm, there was only one "Five Elements Ning Yuan Dan" left in the high dantian. It is the elixir formed by the condensation of the true qi of the five attributes, no matter what kind of attribute true qi is needed, it will be supplied immediately, and with the assistance of the basic exercises, the corresponding immortal magic will be released. In fact, all immortal cultivators above the third order could use the exercises of the five attributes, but they were generally only proficient in one of them, just like the "Blazing Yuan Sect" was proficient in "Fire", the "Canglang Palace" was proficient in "Water", and the "Xinghai Pavilion" was proficient in "Gold".

Gao threw the ice ball with a backhand, and it shattered in half in the air and flew forward like a fan.

"Whoosh!" The ring finger and little finger of the right hand are bent, the thumb is pressed against the nail of the second finger, the index finger and the middle finger are stretched together, pinched into a sword trick, and swung forward. The Qingmo sword was originally carried behind him, but at this moment, under his guidance, it quickly flew out of the scabbard behind him, turned upside down, and slashed straight towards the three ice balls flying in the air.

Although Gao Zhen used to be able to "resist things", this ability can only control "dead things" without spiritual power, and things full of spiritual power cannot be controlled. That's why he couldn't resist the sword before. But now that he has been promoted to the third order, his true qi and spiritual power are much more abundant, and he can freely control those items whose spiritual power is weaker than his own, or who have a contractual relationship with him.

The Qingmo Sword was more than three feet long, its whole body was jet-black, and when it slashed quickly in the air, it turned into a black sword shadow. The sword trick in Gao Zhen's hand was compared out of thin air, and the sword shadow moved with him. The black light intertwined into an inky curtain, like an invisible swordsman fighting with a blue ink sword.

Like in the "Fruit Ninja" game, Taka Tsugu just swiped his finger and chopped the three ice balls flying in the air into pieces. When they fell from the black sword light, they had already turned into a cloud of fine sand.

"Yes, yes! The master is amazing! Congratulations on his promotion! Seeing this, Hua Muwan applauded and cheered for the high pillow.

"There's one more fun, do you want to try it?" He raised his eyebrows and winked at her.

"Can I try it? What, it won't be cut me! Hua Muwan frowned, with a frightened expression.

"You stupid, come, hold me from behind, you must hug me tightly!" Gao Zhen said, with a flick of his finger, the Qingmo Sword flew back from not far away, and stopped tightly at his feet, like a magnetic levitation skateboard.

Gao Zhen raised his foot and stepped on it, and the Qingmo Sword did not shake in the slightest, as if there was an invisible bracket under it.

"If you fall, you'll die!" Gao Zhen smiled softly, and Hua Muwan, who had just stood up, trembled.

"Then you won't be so nervous!" Gao Zhen looked down, Hua Muwan stretched out her hand from behind and hugged her waist tightly, almost cutting herself in two, and the sweat in her palms soaked the robe.

She pressed her face against the back of the high pillow, her brow furrowed, like a child who did not dare to ride a roller coaster.

"I suggest you wait and open your eyes! The scenery from above is extraordinary! Gao Zhen said, with a pause on his feet, the dantian lifted his breath, spiritual power surged, and the Qingmo Sword carried the two of them, flying up smoothly and slowly.

"Have you ever been on a jumping machine?" Gao Zhen asked suddenly, they had slowly risen to four or five meters above the ground.

"I haven't sat on it...... Ay! Master, don't ...... I'm afraid ......" Hua Muwan gritted her teeth and clenched her hands tighter. If it weren't for the immortal body and the body of the sea of stars, she would definitely have grabbed a row of red marks at this moment.

"Wuhu, take off!" Gao Zhen shouted with a smile, and as soon as his true anger was raised, the Qingmo Sword swished up, and the speed quickly increased several times as much as before, like a roller coaster straight up to the clouds.

"Ah...... Yes!!! The wind was very strong, Hua Muwan's teeth couldn't be bitten, she screamed loudly, but she was drowned in the whirring wind.

Neither a hot air balloon nor a helicopter can describe this rapid ascent. Looking up from the ground, the two of them looked like a shadow, quickly shrinking. The sky was blue, and from time to time there were white clouds drifting by, and the shadow quickly shrank into a small dot, like a star hanging in the sky.

Hua Muwan's heart seemed to stop, she felt it hang, almost spit out of her throat, it was the nausea caused by the weightlessness caused by the deceleration. She hadn't really been to any amusement parks in her life before, and this was the first time she had experienced the "fear" brought by this kind of extreme sports.

The Qingmo Sword accelerated and slowed down as fast as it could, and in the blink of an eye, it stopped. The nausea caused by weightlessness disappeared, and Hua Muwan felt that the air around her became very fresh, and she breathed greedily in large gulps, feeling that she had just died once.

"Little fool, don't you open your eyes and take a look?" Looking into the distance, he didn't look back, but he was sure that Hua Muwan behind him must still have his eyes closed.

"Master, you're so bad! I'm angry! Hua Muwan buried her head on the back of the high pillow, but she didn't open her eyes.

"Ni is the clothes and the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds are coming down one after another. Is this all the gods see? Is this what it's like to be a god? He took a long breath, he came in the cloudy sky, and the green ink sword slowly moved forward, surrounded by white mist, like a fairy dress.

Looking into the distance, the mountains and rivers are in full view. The mountains are lined up, and the white valley is like a crack filled with snow, lying in the middle. The waves of the Canglang River are rolling, and the white waves are layered. It flows from near to far, on the earth. In the distance, it was like a dancing white dragon, tearing the fairy continent in half, spewing out a silver-white river and rushing into the sea.

The Sea of Dust was vast, but from such a distance, it was just a thin line of pale blue. Its color is lighter than the sky, and it is darker than the mountains, like a random stroke drawn by the God of Creation, separating the two worlds, so that the heavens cannot touch the earth, and the earth cannot reach the heavens.

The clouds in the distance are rolling, but they are like the waves in the sky, and those white waves form a beautiful pattern, dotted with boundless blue. Then, a crack appeared between the clouds, and Guan Hui of the setting sun slowly stretched out like the slender arm of the sun. The light was as golden as an autumn ginkgo leaf, like ink smudged on paper, layer by layer, dyeing the white clouds one by one. The glow appeared, it was as thin as a cicada's wings, like a woman's light veil, waving quietly, like a girl's bright smile.

Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

If a poet were to stand above this cloud at this time, he would have written better verses than any of his previous poems. Because at that time, he was no longer observing the world from the perspective of a human being, but had a pair of immortal eyes, seeing the water of the sea, the clouds of Wushan, and other mundane things, which did not enter the eyes of the law.

"It's beautiful." Hua Muwan said softly, as if as long as she was a little louder, this fairy scene would be shattered.

"yes." Smiling highly, he knew she had opened her eyes.

Thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy, and the mountains and rivers are majestic. All this is true, illusory, like a dream, like a shadow. In a world full of poetry, it is rare to feel relaxed when you sit back. His heart softened a lot at this moment, and those troubles, like the clouds around him, disappeared with the wind.

In his memory, there have been wars, sorrows, partings, and losses. If he could ban this moment forever, he might agree. People get tired easily, let them taste a little bit of freedom, they will start to become greedy, want to control time forever, in the carefree, sinking.

Who hasn't wanted to sit back and relax? Who hasn't thought of sleeping in the mountains and rivers?

But when the wind blew, he asked himself softly:

Do you deserve it?

What about my sister? What about this world? Xu Shuang, Zhou Mi, Shen Xin, Lin Haiming, what happened to them? Suddenly the clouds changed their appearance, the faces of those who had been longing day and night, their eyes hollow but deep, as if they were questioning him, as if they were forgiving him.

Taka knew that he shouldn't have to take on too much. Or rather, he didn't really bear anything at all.

But there are some things that always appear on the road of his life, he can't forget, and he often remembers them.

What does it feel like?

You always feel that you have people to protect, you have a world to explore, you can never rest, you must continue to move forward.

Maybe he will never have the day when he will never sit on the mountains and rivers, he doesn't have that time.

"Let's go back!" He said softly, like the afterglow of the setting sun.