Although this experience is a bit bizarre, what Shen Bujiao wants to do today will not be delayed until Ming.

The wooden stake in the courtyard was struck by Shen Bujiao's wooden sword one by one, Xu had not practiced for many days, the hand holding the sword was a little rusty, and the number of times it fell on the stake was also decreasing, she couldn't help but be a little more serious, and her mind was immersed in it

Constantly adjusting his movements, posture, the angle of the sword falling on the stake, over and over again, even if he was exhausted, he was gritting his teeth and persevering.

Li Shuyi was thinking about whether Shen Bujie would be too excited to practice swordsmanship today, so she deliberately didn't remind her, but fortunately the result made her happy, and at the same time, she also knew that Shen Bujie's words to become a sword cultivator were serious.

Watching the young figure take the trouble to adjust its movements over and over again, it seemed to contain infinite power, swinging his sword and slashing at the stake, his red lips provoked a smile, and drank the cherry blossom wine in the white jade cup.

After practicing the sword, Shen Bujiao's hands were trembling, and the spiritual power in her body was running wildly, nourishing her meridians, and where the spiritual qi flowed, it seemed that the dry riverbed had ushered in Ganlin, which was very graceful.

Shen Bujiao felt that his current spiritual power seemed to be more refined than before, and the speed of repairing the meridians was faster, and the effect was better, was it the effect of comprehending the way of water!?

Holding the waterway master in your hand and observing it carefully, touching the lines on it has an unprecedented satisfaction

Now her forehead is covered with sweat, she rushed into her room and took her clothes to take a bath in the bathroom, and she still has to practice the piano after taking a bath, hey, the time is really a little bit insufficient Ah Shen Bujiao sighed while washing.

Tonight, Lu Qiu taught her a new tune, Shen Bujiao learned very hard, and she felt very happy every time she learned something new.

After doing all this, Shen Bujiao stretched her waist, picked up all the things that Li Xianyi put on the dresser, sat on the bed and began to look at it, when she turned to the page of "water", she suddenly felt infinite intimacy in her heart, and the water droplets on the page seemed to be flowing slowly.

The hazy, touch-wetting feeling is gone.

She flipped back a few more pages, and finally stopped at the "space" that made her sleepy, and with the last experience, she was a little vague about the use of the book, but she didn't know if it was accurate.

She poured spiritual power into the paper with the word "space" written on it, and the paper began to slowly change.

Suddenly, she appeared in a pitch-black space, with only countless colored lines floating, jumping, swinging, stretching, and intertwining in front of her eyes, and the eyes of the viewer were dizzy.

Shen Bujiao stared at those flickering lines for a while, she felt dizzy and wanted to vomit, she bent down and closed her eyes, and after a long time, she felt better.

Countless lines fluttered around her, and some drifted into the distance, hidden in the darkness of Zheng

Shen Bujiao didn't dare to stare at it anymore, these lines seemed to hide countless mysteries, mischievously swimming between her arms, hair, and neck, she decided to reach out and grab one of them, but she didn't expect that the line seemed to notice her movements, and swam away quickly, and after half an effort, Shen Bujiao didn't catch a single line.

Don't catch it, you haven't even touched it

She released her Divine Sense, thinking that since her eyes couldn't stare at it, then her Divine Sense should be fine!

The lines were shrouded in her consciousness, and she couldn't see it really, like seeing flowers in the fog, and she didn't have a clue at all

It turned out that the divine sense was not as good as the eyes, and it didn't take long for the brain to ache like a needle prick, and I wanted to retract my divine sense, but the divine consciousness seemed to not listen to her, and those jumping lines turned into sharp blades at this time, cutting Shen Bujiao's divine consciousness inch by inch.

"Ah!!" Shen Bujiao let out a painful cry, rolling on the ground with a headache, and suddenly his eyes were dark, and he was unconscious.

In the pitch-black space, her body curled up, floating in countless interlaced lines, the current lines were not as gentle and harmless as before, they were like monsters with open fangs, trying to gnaw Shen Bujiao one after another.

At this moment, the water droplets on the eyebrows hidden by Shen Bujiao appeared, flashing with a faint blue brilliance, her clothes flew in the air, and the sharp blades formed by the dancing lines could no longer get close to her.

It was the power of water, guarding the waterway lord Shen Bujiao.

Her consciousness gradually returned, and she no longer dared to stay in this strange space, and her spirit withdrew from the "space" of the page.

Shen Bujiao, who was sitting on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes focused for a while, looking at the window, it was already a full moon sinking in the west, and everything was silent.

Shen Bujiao's brain was still rising, uncomfortably tight, running the exercises cross-legged, and began to cultivate, even if he didn't deliberately cultivate on weekdays, the aura would automatically enter the body and participate in the weekly cycle, but the speed was naturally not as fast as the cultivation was destined to come.

The morning dawn is dew, and the morning glow is long.

Shen Bujiao and Kong Ming went to school together after breakfast, and after meditating and practicing at night, her head no longer hurts, but this time it also scared her half to death, and she thought that she was going to explain where she was, and she still has palpitations.

But it can be regarded as a long memory, and I no longer dare to recklessly drill into the strange world of all things.

When they arrived at Shisong Academy, Kong Ming and Shen Bujiao waved their hands, one entered Banyun Zhai, and the other entered Banyue Zhai.

Mu Liuguang was very happy to see Shen Bujiao coming, "Now that you have finally come to school, I miss you so much."

Shen Bujiao put down his schoolbag and said with a smile: "I miss you too, aren't you coming to school?" Hey, what is this?" She saw a few books piled up on her desk, and flipped through them with her hands, all of which were exercise books.

Mu Liuguang smiled and said, "These are all the homework you have saved" She took out a piece of paper from her book and handed it to Shen Bujiao, "This is the homework I helped you memorize, every one of them, and the date is clearly marked at a glance." ”

Shen Bujiao looked at the homework on the paper, and said with a sad face: "Then I really thank you."

Mu Liuguang waved his hand and said: "No thanks, this is what I should do, this is my note, remember to flip through it when you have time, if you don't understand, you can come and ask me." "Seven or eight Chinese geniuses memorize ωωω.78zω.còм м.7.8zщ.cóм in one second

Shen Bujiao looked at the dense words written on Mu Liuguang's book, and felt that his head hurt again.

She took Mu Liuguang's hand, looked at her pitifully, and asked, "Are we good friends?"

Mu Liuguang nodded as a matter of course: "Yes." ”

"Good friends should help each other, right?"

Mu Liuguang reacted, raised his eyebrows and said, "You want me to help you copy notes?"

Shen Bujiao: "......" should be me!! you take my words, what am I!

She nodded hurriedly, her eyes wide, and howled: "There are too many notes for ten, I still have to make up my homework, I'm too difficult, I'm autistic......" Mu Liuguang gave a blank piece of paper, all written full.