Chapter 17: The Gate of Heaven (2)
She snorted and opened her eyes.
It was the first time her body had experienced such a sensation, and she felt both novel, excited, and panicked.
Unexpectedly, at this time, she saw Mu Tianshen sitting quietly beside her and cultivating.
His body was straight but not stiff, his shoulders were broad and solid, his eyebrows were straight, his eyelids lightly covered his eyes, and there was no expression on his gentle face.
"What's wrong?"
Xu is noticed Shen Qing'er's movements, his eyelids opened slightly, and his gaze fell on Shen Qing'er.
"I didn't ...... It's nothing. ”
"It's just that all of a sudden it feels like something is dripping into my body, and it's a weird feeling, and I'm not used to it."
Mu Tianshen smiled softly, "Then there is spiritual power entering your body." That's a good thing, try a few more times and get used to it. ”
"Oh......"
After listening to Mu Tianshen's words, Shen Qing'er continued to cultivate.
After entering the cultivation state, sure enough, something like a drop of water dripped into the body.
Is this spiritual power?
Shen Qing'er thought in her heart.
When it is dropped on the body, it does not feel cold, but it feels very soft, and it is absorbed by the body at once.
In this way, Shen Qing'er and Mu Tianshen practiced in the Heavenly Machine Hall for half an hour, because the cultivation process was too boring, Shen Qing'er really couldn't cultivate.
Mu Tianshen is not difficult to be a strong man, and moreover, cultivating this kind of thing mainly depends on himself.
If cultivators have no intention of cultivating, even if they sit here quietly and pose for cultivation, it will not help, it will just be a waste of time.
Mu Tianshen sent Shen Qing'er back to the room.
When Shen Qing'er pushed the door open, Mu Tianshen's deep and clear voice came from behind her.
"Senior Sister Qing'er, will you come again tomorrow?"
Shen Qing'er stopped and turned around.
In the corridor, the dim light shone on him, reflecting his tall and straight figure and his gentle face, and there was a hint of a smile on his mouth, as if with bitterness and helplessness.
Behind him, there was a bottomless shadow of a tree.
At that moment, Shen Qing'er felt that Mu Tianshen's figure was a little lonely.
She couldn't help frowning, then smiled, "Yes, I'll come tomorrow." Will come in the future. ”
"Are you coming on time at dusk?"
"Well, come on time at dusk."
"Okay, my master and I will be waiting for you."
Mu Tianshen said, the smile on his face gradually deepened, and a little light radiated from his soft eyes.
For some reason, hearing this, Shen Qing'er suddenly felt a heat on her face.
It was the first time she had heard a boy say such a thing to her since she had grown up.
She felt a little shy and a little unaccustomed.
Thankfully, it's night.
She was glad in her heart that Mu Tianshen should not be able to see the wonderful changes on her face.
He added, "If you are tired, rest early." ”
However, the smile on his face deepened, as if something happy had happened.
"Okay, you can rest early, too."
After Shen Qing'er finished speaking, Mu Tianshen turned around and left.
Only a wide back remains.
How could she know that he, who was born with a pair of spiritual eyes, could see things clearly even in the night.
When Mu Tianshen returned, from a distance, he saw a man in white playing with his weapon, the double-headed blade, in front of the door.
Two double-headed blades flew out of his hands, spinning in the moonlight, and from a distance, they looked like two silver flowers blooming and flying.