The dagger entered the water, and a moment later, the silver light in the water was revealed, and two whitebait fish surfaced.

Ning Xiaoyu waved her hand again, and the dagger swept back, she took the dagger with one hand, and with the other hand, she raised her middle two fingers and headed towards the empty point of the waterhole.

The two silverfish floating on the surface of the water, as if pulled by an invisible silk thread, came to the shore, and when they landed, they seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, and they flew up in the air with a loud bang and floated in front of Zhao Ziming.

Syllable.

Zhao Ziming was stunned, and the stone in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously, feeling cold on his body.

Ning Xiaoyu's shot just now was silent, like a ghost, especially now, two silverfish floated in front of him, neither physically supported, nor supported by internal forces, which had a great visual impact.

"Here you go. Ning Xiaoyu's voice was slightly resentful, her injuries had not healed, and it was not easy to maintain the technique of taking objects.

Zhao Ziming woke up like a dream, stretched out his hand to hold the fish, and found that there was a small incision on the silver heads of the two fish, and even the position was the same.

As soon as Ning Xiaoyu put the dagger in Zhao Ziming's hand, he stepped aside and sat down, watching him cut the fish neatly.

The dagger is very sharp, Zhao Ziming relies on his eyesight and strong muscle control, like a chef who has been in charge of the pot for many years, his movements are fast and precise, and he cuts the fish into slices of moderate size and uniform thickness.

Seeing that he was finished, Ning Xiaoyu stretched out her index finger and picked it up, and a piece of fish meat flew over, was pinched by her lightly, and sent it to her mouth, with simple and elegant movements.

Zhao Ziming also began to get used to her ability, holding the fish and meat, sitting down next to her, and when she was full, he would take the wind and solve all the fish and meat.

"Give you back. Zhao Ziming handed the dagger over. Ning Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, took the dagger, and inserted it back into his trouser leg. Zhao Ziming didn't ask anything, and began to close his eyes and exercise.

Ning Xiaoyu picked up a stone in his hand, threw it one by one, threw it for a while, held the stone, turned his head to look at Zhao Ziming, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the expression on his face did not feel soft, but his expression was a little confused.

It turned out that Zhao Ziming's several rescues, coupled with the careful care for several days, made her slowly have a strange feeling that she had never had.

She is quiet by nature, she doesn't like to be noisy with people, and as the daughter of the general Ning Xingyun, no one dares to offend since she was a child, and now, except for her father, it is the first time that she has been in close contact with a man for such a long time.

The young man in front of him, although he was a little dull and wooden, was sincere, and when he got along with him, Ning Xiaoyu didn't feel disgusted at all. Whenever he meditated and practiced, that strange feeling would spring up in her heart, and she couldn't help but look at him still.

She subconsciously resisted this kind of behavior, but she was immersed in it and couldn't extricate herself, so she was very troubled and slightly confused.

On the other hand, Zhao Ziming is the same for her, but his emotions are not so rich, even if he sometimes feels a little, he does not dare to show it too much, but suppresses it through practice.

A pair of young boys and girls who have just started to fall in love get along quietly in an isolated cave like this, and the unborn feelings in their hearts are inevitably lonely and green, but they are pure and beautiful.

Another few days have passed, Zhao Ziming's injury has healed by nine points, and Ning Xiaoyu has recovered most of it.

On this day, Zhao Ziming did not meditate and practice, but walked out of the grotto and went straight to the cave. Ning Xiaoyu saw that his face was different, hesitated for a moment, and followed.

When he came to the passage with water, Zhao Ziming kept walking, treading water, and Ning Xiaoyu also followed. The water in the passage grew deeper and deeper, reaching knees high. After walking for a while, the terrain gradually rises and becomes shallower, and finally it becomes a dry road.

This section of the road is almost straight, there are no curves, walking and walking, there is a glimmer of light in front of me, turn left, and then walk for more than ten zhang, you will arrive at the entrance of the cave.

The golden sunlight pierced his eyes, making Zhao Ziming, who had not seen the light for a long time, squint his eyes, and after adapting to the light, he took two more steps forward and looked around.

Nearby is a void, more than a hundred zhang away, standing a steep cliff, strange rocks, stacked and intertwined, permeated with strange and hideous meaning.

There are pine trees born in stone crevices, the branches are thin and coiled, and the old roots firmly grasp the rock mass, even if the strong wind blows, it is also stable like a mountain. A bald eagle had built a nest on a stone protruding from the back of the pine, and was now feeding the young eagles, and the three young eagles stretched their necks and opened their yellow mouths widely.

Looking down, in the depths of the river, there is a wide river, with turbulent waves, lapping against the stone bank and stirring up snow-white waves. There are large and small blocks of ice floating in the river, some of which are so high above the surface of the water that they look like big boats, and some of which are only showing a corner, and I don't know how big they are underwater.

The entrance to the cave where Zhao Ziming stands is also embedded in the cliffs, the right rock wall protrudes into the river, and the left rock wall is concave inward, and the two are connected in an arc.

Everywhere the eye can see, there is a wild Jedi scene, and the pen of creation falls here, as if tired of the detailed depictions of thick ink and color, and only outlines them with rough lines.

Such a treacherous terrain, no matter how powerful Zhao Ziming is, as long as he does not have a pair of wings, he will definitely not be able to escape. He looked at the river for a long time and was silent.

Ning Xiaoyu walked to his side, glanced at him, and said softly: "This is from the big ice river on the snow mountain, thawed in spring and summer, frozen in autumn and winter, if we want to leave, we will have to wait for three months, at that time, we can go down the snow mountain along the river." ”

"Three months. Zhao Ziming slowly clenched his fists, the master could only hold on for more than a month, if he really waited until the river froze, even if he could pick the holy lotus and go back, what was the use?

Ning Xiaoyu heard him say about the old medicine monster, worried that he would have some reckless thoughts, and said: "Manpower is sometimes poor, you do your best, your master will not blame you." ”

Back in the grotto, Zhao Ziming was completely silent, only looking at Hantan in a daze. Ning Xiaoyu knew that he was uncomfortable, so he caught the fish himself, hurriedly dealt with it, and handed him the miserably cut fish meat.

Zhao Ziming took the fish, smiled at her reluctantly, ate it like chewing wax, and then continued to be in a daze, thinking about everything related to the master in the past.

After most of the day, he woke up, sat down silently, and began to heal his injuries, but it didn't take long for an accident to happen.

Because of his depressed mood and distracting thoughts in his mind, when he was exercising, his internal force inexplicably forked the way, and he went mad on the spot. Fortunately, his entrance has been opened, and he is not deep in the demon, and he can still maintain his clarity, and quickly try his best to suppress the internal force of the riot.

But his mind was already in turmoil, although he could suspend the riot of internal forces, but if he wanted to stop it, he couldn't catch it, so he could only wait for the moment when he was completely demonized.

At the critical moment, a clear sound suddenly sounded in Zhao Ziming's ears, and an invisible force rushed into his brain, like a rain falling from the sky, instantly calming the powerlessness and restlessness in his heart.

Zhao Ziming seized the opportunity, hurriedly exercised his strength, and returned all the internal force to the dantian, and a catastrophe was eliminated.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Ning Xiaoyu sitting cross-legged in front of him, his hands were still pinching the seal, pointing at him, his face was slightly pale, he knew that the cool power in his mind just now was from her.

Ning Xiaoyu's expression was cold, and he was no longer as soft as before, he withdrew the seal with both hands, and said: "I'll teach you a trick, next time there is such a situation, I won't make a move." ”

With Zhao Ziming's cultivation and will, it was almost impossible for such a thing to happen to him, and Ning Xiaoyu said this, which was a manifestation of both anger and disappointment with him.

Zhao Ziming opened his mouth to speak, but he had nothing to say. Ning Xiaoyu said "close your eyes", and then changed her handprint, urging an invisible force to wrap Zhao Ziming and her.

Seeing this, Zhao Ziming hurriedly closed his eyes, calmed down, and after a while, Ning Xiaoyu's voice came from his ears, "You read with me, and you must keep your mind empty." ”

One note after another, with a familiar coldness, sounded in his mind, Zhao Ziming's lips moved slightly, and then he read silently. The mantra is not long, and after teaching it five times, Ning Xiaoyu felt a little and found that Zhao Ziming had memorized it, so he stopped the handprint and let him practice alone.

Zhao Ziming seemed to be immersed in some wonderful world, the expression on his face gradually became calmer, and even his breathing gradually weakened, but it was much longer.

Ning Xiaoyu supported him with one hand, looking at him quietly, his eyes were a little stupid.

Zhao Ziming silently recited the mantra over and over again, only to feel that his mind was unprecedentedly empty and quiet. At the same time, he felt an invisible force in his body appearing and disappearing. Every time I recite the mantra, the fluctuation of that power is a little greater.

So he subconsciously read faster and faster, and the syllables were coherent, and a wonderful metamorphosis took place, turning into a melody of unknown meaning.

This melody exudes a vast, ancient and noble atmosphere, and as soon as it appeared, the invisible force in Zhao Ziming's body galloped out like a loose horse.

In the grotto, Ning Xiaoyu was shocked, and in her perception, an invisible shock wave emanated from Zhao Ziming's body, swept away like lightning.

She was extremely familiar with this invisible force, and knew its power, so she hurriedly crossed her fingers and placed them in front of her forehead, mobilizing the same force to protect herself.

The shock wave swept through the grotto, with Zhao Ziming as the center, and the gravel on the ground was like a heavy blow, scattering and flying away, or falling on the waterhole, or hitting the rock wall. On the surface of the pool, there are circles of ripples.

Zhao Ziming's body shook, withdrew from that empty and quiet state, and slowly opened his eyes, with a little confusion in his eyes.

He shook his head vigorously to remove the vertigo from his mind, and then the expression on his face became strange little by little.

As soon as his mind moved, an invisible force diffused from his mind, covering as far as three zhang away. In this area, everything seems to be put in front of you, even a speck of dust between the stones. Even beyond this distance, he could see much more detail.

"You...... You have stimulated the power of the soul?" Ning Xiaoyu touched the invisible power that was completely different from his own, and muttered in disbelief.