Chapter Seventy-Three: Haze
Since the wind came out of the customs two days ago, his spirit is a little trance, and he always looks like he is thinking heavily. Although he has tried his best to cover it up, the two daughters who have been closely caring for him can still see his abnormal behavior.
But Feng Yang didn't say anything, didn't explain anything, and kept everything in his heart. Because of this, Li Ying'er and Taiyue are even more worried.
However, the two girls didn't ask, because with their understanding of Feng Yang, even if they asked, Feng Yang would not say.
At the door of a guest room on the second floor of the Yushui Sect ship, Feng Yang stood in front of the door and said to the two women in front of him: "With the speed of the ship, it will take a short time to reach Tianyuan Island, I feel a little tired, you two should go back and rest!"
"But ・・・・・・," said Taiyue with some hesitation and reluctance.
Before she could say her words, she was stopped by Li Ying'er beside her. Li Ying'er said: "Then let's go back and rest, Brother Feng, you rest early, don't work yourself too hard." She deliberately accentuated the word 'tired', and then regardless of whether Feng Yang heard it or not. took Taiyue into the guest room that belonged to them not far away.
After the door was closed, Taiyue frowned slightly, and asked Li Ying'er a little unhappily: "Sister Ying'er, I believe you can also see that Brother Feng is obviously a little wrong these days, and he has been deliberately avoiding us. This time he obviously wants to break us off, why do you still want to help him. ”
Li Ying'er also frowned slightly, but she immediately relaxed. There was still a gentle and calm expression on his face, after all, as a member of the royal family, it was necessary to learn to hide his emotions. "What's the use of asking what you want to say, it's not that you don't know Brother Feng's personality. He will never say anything to us, and I believe that Brother Feng must have his own plans. ”
Yu Taiyue put her hands in front of her and rubbed the corners of her clothes vigorously, and said unwillingly: "But is there anything we can't share together? ”
Hearing her words, a trace of confusion flashed in Li Ying'er's eyes. It's just that this trace of confusion disappeared in a flash, and Tang Taiyue was also a little absent-minded, and she didn't notice the slightest strangeness in Li Ying'er's eyes.
Li Ying'er said in an affirmative tone: "We have to believe in Brother Feng, maybe Brother Feng has only encountered a small problem, I believe that he must have found a solution to the problem・・・・・"
When she heard her explanation, her worried mood relaxed. But Li Ying'er's heart is still not calm, in fact, she said these words in addition to dissolving Taiyue's worries, but also to comfort herself.
It's just that she is not a girl who is not deeply involved in the world like Tan Taiyue, and she will not be able to resolve the worries in her heart because of her simple words. The reason why Taiyue eliminated all her worries so easily, the most important thing is that in her impression, Brother Feng is omnipotent, and there is no difficulty that he can't solve.
And if the problems encountered by Feng Yang are really so easy to solve, with Feng Yang's own character, there will definitely be no wrong emotions revealed. According to Li Ying'er's observation, the trace of confusion and confusion on Feng Yang's face was unconsciously revealed between his eyebrows, so even Feng Yang himself didn't know this emotion.
Looking at Fengyang's side, there is nothing in the room except for a few simple pieces of furniture, and the bed made of solid wood is covered with a layer of delicate fur, which looks very neat and beautiful.
However, he didn't care about these winds, and he didn't take a second look.
Feng Yang walked straight into the room and sat cross-legged on the bed. Place your hands horizontally in front of you and your eyes slightly closed. There was no tired look on his face, and even the faint look of confusion on his face disappeared.
Although he allowed himself to enter the deep spiritual level, no matter how hard Feng Yang tried, he could not enter the state of meditation and cultivation.
Every time he was about to enter the cultivation realm, there would be a strange suction force coming from his right hand, stirring the calm and waveless spiritual ocean. It's like a tornado typhoon that suddenly appears in the boundless ocean, breaking all the calm in an instant.
Feeling that he really couldn't go on, Feng Yang had no choice but to give up trying.
In the past few days, Feng Yang had tried many times, but every time he was about to enter the cultivation state, it would be the same this time.
Feng Yang also knew what the root cause of his situation was, but neither the remnants of the co-workers he had obtained nor the many cultivation notes of the Holy Yang Continent that he had read, had never happened.
Feng Yang didn't know what to do now, so he could only try slowly step by step. And now all he can know is that this mutation has no effect on his own combat power.