Mysterious World Tour

Cold sweat broke out, and his face turned pale in an instant. ♦♦  ඏ☆

Tan Mo's pupils shrank instantly, standing up like a cat, and strange lines spread across his eyes.

One circle after another.

Tan Mo only felt that an invisible hand was strangling his throat, which was constantly tightening. The feeling of suffocation made his scalp numb.

Bang, bang.

In his heart, there was infinite fear.

But it came quickly and went quickly. The chill in his body was fading quickly, like the tide receding.

Tan Mo panted heavily, stared, and looked left and right in a hurry, but after turning half a circle, he froze.

He felt some strange changes in his body.

It was like a small fountain appeared in his body, and a slight coolness slowly but continuously erupted, penetrating into his limbs, skin, and internal organs, like pulling out silk from a cocoon, so there was an unbearable itchy feeling all over his body.

However, Tan Mo did not pay attention to this. He found that his eyes had some strange changes.

The pattern in his vision suddenly flashed twice.

Then, a very strong idea came into Tan Mo's mind - he could make objects that appeared in his field of vision float up!

This idea was extremely strong.

It was so strong that Tan Mo could not control himself. He tried it subconsciously.

It was a broken tile at the corner of the door.

However, the broken tile did not move, no matter how Tan Mo tried.

At this time, a voice suddenly came very vaguely: "Little monk, you have successfully attracted her. She left a part of her spiritual power in you. You only need to go back and polish yourself according to the original method. You will soon be able to enter the so-called meditation state in your temple. This place is not a good place. Why are you standing there stupidly? Are you going to spend the night here?"

When Tan Mo heard the voice of the "young lady", he looked around, but did not see any figure, but since the "young lady" said so, he hurried away.

As for the idea of ​​making objects float... I'll try it slowly when I get back to the temple and find a suitable time.

Tan Mo walked to the outside of the Senluo House. The surrounding area was foggy and gray. It was vaguely like a blue-black veil that blocked the moonlight.

And the figure of the "young lady" did not appear again.

When Tan Mo observed the surroundings, he found that the Senluo House behind him was fading quickly.

In just a few breaths, only a layer of outline remained.

Tan Mo was surprised.

"Could it be that the person I just met is the owner of this Senluo House? And the owner of this Senluo House appeared here with this house, is it actually that the young lady who made advance arrangements?"

"Jiuxuan, Liuyu, Sancai. Each has three realms, upper, middle and lower. Among them, the upper realm is uniformly called the late stage. The late stage of the three talents realm has another name - the three saints."

"According to what my senior brother said, the three saints seem to be the highest realm of cultivators in this 'Lilliput Country'."

"For such a cultivator, the relationship with this ominous thing is not irreconcilable."

Thinking of this, Tan Mo suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart, and then he stopped thinking about it. Because if he thought about it further, the result he speculated would be a little creepy.

"I hope this is just an occasional exception."

Tan Mo said, and walked up the mountain.

The itchy feeling all over his body suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Returning along the same route, he arrived at the door of the little princess' room. In the mosquito net, someone was holding his monk's robe and sleeping soundly.

He tried to wake her up, but her breathing was particularly even.

So, Tan Mo walked into the room and lay down on the bed to sleep.

Since she slept on the recliner he prepared for rest, he would sleep on her bed.

No one would suffer a loss.

…

"Who of you two is guarding the door for whom?" Bai Suzhen, who came early the next morning, looked at this scene and was angry and amused.

"Ah, it stinks, it stinks, such stinky clothes!" The little princess threw away the monk's robe that she had held all night, shook her little head in confusion, looked left and right, and seemed to be wondering why she slept outside?

"Mom, Mu Yu told a story yesterday, and then I fell asleep. It must be Mu Yu who carried me out and put me here." The little princess started to complain without any reason or strength before she figured it out.

"You are one year older than him." Bai Su Su said with a smile. Her daughter is nine years old, and she asked Master Lianhua. His junior brother went up the mountain at the age of five. This year is his junior brother's third year on the mountain.

"So Xiao Mu Yu is so young? But, so what? He is still young too!"

"Then why do you think he can hold you?"

The little princess was stunned for a moment.

Then she quickly reacted and hugged Bai Su Su and acted coquettishly, "Mom, am I your daughter, or is Xiao Mu Yu your daughter? Why are you helping Xiao Mu Yu speak?"

"Xiao Mu Yu is a boy..." Bai Su Su said with her hand on her forehead, too lazy to explain such things to her daughter.

Tan Mo had already taken the opportunity to run away.

This is not like before he traveled through time. Bullying someone's daughter would at most get a beating. This place is a little unlucky, but you will lose your head. Although the princess worships Buddhism and is unlikely to want his head, he can't just stand there stupidly and let others scold him, right?

He went to the back mountain and found a place where few people would come.

He began to experiment with making objects float.

Last night, the broken tiles did not float up. Tan Mo thought it might be because the broken tiles were too heavy.

The methods of the practitioners in the Nine Mysterious Realm are similar to those of the martial artists in the martial arts world. Even the means of fighting against the enemy are completely dependent on fists and feet and various cold weapons.

As for the gunpowder gun, there are not many people in the martial arts world who can use that kind of thing, and it is also very troublesome to maintain it. Maybe when it is really useful, it will be embarrassing to find that this thing is damp again...

So, Tan Mo can be sure that his method of making objects float up with his thoughts is not brought by himself after entering the door of cultivation.

Besides, Tan Mo has not yet entered the door of cultivation!

However, after the ominous influence last night, he did feel different. He could feel very subtle changes in himself. Especially after a night, the feeling was even stronger.

If he smelled no smell in the air before, then now, there is an indescribable smell.

A mixed strange smell.

This is probably a precursor to sensing the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon.

"If my thoughts can really make objects float, then this ability probably comes from the bride in red last night..."

Controlling objects.

But ominous things are very common means.

Lifting a big stone and throwing it far away, in terms of lethality, it can easily surpass most warriors. When ordinary people face ominous things, they really have only very weak resistance.

Tan Mo found a piece of stone that was smaller than the broken tiles last night and much lighter, a branch that was even lighter, and a small leaf whose weight was almost imperceptible.

However, none of these three things could float.

"Is it my illusion?" Tan Mo couldn't help but mutter.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him. Tan Mo turned his head and saw a group of bald heads. What was more striking was that among this group of bald heads, there was a small head with hair.

"Great, Muyu, you are here!" Ge Xiaogu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Look, I said Muyu is here!" Ge Xiaoluo shouted excitedly.

A group of bald heads nodded in agreement.

Tan Mo watched a group of young monks lead the little princess over, and his eyes twitched, but then he had an idea, so he stepped forward and said, "Little princess, lend me a hair."

"Hmph." The little princess snorted and turned her face away. She didn't know why she wanted to get angry when she saw Tan Mo, but she wanted to play with this "wooden fish".

"Don't worry, there is a return after borrowing. I am not a faithless person and will return it to you." Tan Mo said with a wooden face.

"Really?" The little princess couldn't help but glance at Tan Mo's bald head, with doubt on her face.

Thank you, Miss Feiju, for the 100-point reward~