Heavenly practice

The place Qin Huang mentioned is in a valley at the foot of Santu Peak. There is a peach blossom forest in the valley. It is obviously not the blooming season, but the peach trees here are all in bloom.

The black bird was unwilling to go forward when it got to the peach forest, Shen Zhuo could feel its fear, and jumped directly to the ground, the soil under his feet was soft and thick, and it was not uncomfortable to step on it with bare feet.

Looking up, the crescent moon was hanging over the peach forest, and Shen Zhuo walked into the valley full of peach blossoms alone.

Passing through the barrier of many peach blossom forests, Shen Zhuo heard the sound of spring water hitting the stone, and when he pushed aside a bunch of peach branches, a clear spring appeared in front of him, gurgling from the mountain.

The spring water was really crystal clear, Shen Zhuo found a place downstream, bent down to explore, the water was not cold, he took off his clothes and walked down, he hadn't showered since two days before falling from Yegui Cliff. , is also dirty.

Shen Zhuo also soaked his long hair in the water. Although he didn't know why the hair grew and shortened for a while, but it was on his head after all, so he had to wash it well, but it was a pity that there was no shampoo here. Here he couldn't help remembering that he just bought a big bottle of shampoo online before crossing over, and he didn't know if it arrived, and his mother said to come and see him...

He lost his mind when he thought about it, and found that he had been in this world for almost a month, and everything was very real, except himself.

That's right, the biggest mystery right now is none other than Shen Zhuo himself.

A mortal, a god, the way of heaven, a time traveler, who is he?

Sighing in his heart, Shen Zhuo turned to face Taolin, but the moonlight was blocked by a black figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.

He raised his head, facing that indifferent and perfect face, a pair of deep and dark eyes were like an endless vortex, sucking people's gaze in, unable to extricate themselves.

Shen Zhuo didn't react for a moment, he just stared blankly at the owner of those eyes, that cold face so close at hand, completely forgetting that his upper body was still exposed on the water, and his wet black hair was wrapped around his white and thin body. shoulders.

The evening wind blew across the valley and across the peach blossom forest. Countless petals fell on the water, and a few fell on Shen Zhuo's hair.

The other party was still wearing the same black clothes, with silver hair sprinkled on the water, which was more dazzling than the moonlight. Shen Zhuo watched the other party approaching him a little bit, and his breath was intertwined, so close that he could touch the other party's forehead just by moving lips.

Shen Zhuo felt a little dazed, he took a step back, brought the sound of water, his eyes fell on his wrist, he seemed to wake up suddenly, when he raised his head again, his eyes were already indifferent.

There is no spring water in front of him, he is still wearing his ragged clothes, standing in a dense peach blossom forest, the surrounding peach blossoms are sprinkled with light powder, even his feet are covered.

My hair is dry, the soil under my feet is soft and slightly damp, and there are peach blossoms all around. There is no such road at all, and the sound of spring water in my ears seems to have never existed.

Shen Zhuo looked indifferently, "Come out."

There was no one around, Shen Zhuo's eyes were slightly cold, he turned to look somewhere, and said sharply, "Come out!"

"what!"

With a piercing scream, a ball of white fluff rolled out from somewhere, and rolled directly to his feet. It looked very clumsy. If it was normal, Shen Zhuo might be interested in poking it, teasing it, But at the moment he was really in a bad mood, and he didn't have a good impression of the culprit, but at the moment he just kicked the hairball indifferently.

Maotuan turned over and faced him. It was a white fox. It was born not long ago. Its nose and mouth were soft pink. Its eyes were black and very clean. It was staring at the person above its head with four claws. Curled up together, hugging their little fluffy tail, looking curious.

Shen Zhuo was speechless, he thought he was only attracted to spirit beasts, but he didn't expect to be attracted to ordinary animals as well, and it seemed that this little thing sneaked out of the den, and he was not even good at walking.

He knelt down and poked its stomach, "Did you create an illusion just now?"

"Squeak?" The little fox looked at him curiously with big eyes, unable to understand what he said at all.

Shen Zhuo turned around and left, the next moment he felt a little more weight on his feet.

Looking down, the little white fox hugged his feet with all four limbs, and even entangled its tail. It raised its head and looked at him innocently with its two big black eyes.

Shen Zhuo also looked at him, one person and one fox stared at each other for a long time, the little fox didn't even blink, and then fell down.

Shen Zhuo felt a little complacent, and walked away, but before he took a step, there was another lump on his feet.

"..."

He looked at the things on his feet expressionlessly, and those innocent big eyes were extremely clean.

"Go down."

"squeak?"

"let go."

"squeak."

"..."

Shen Zhuo bent down, pulled it off by its ears, threw it aside, turned and left.

"squeak?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo took a deep breath, ignored it, and walked straight to the depths of the peach blossom forest.

Just like in the illusion, bypassing the last peach tree, a clear pool appeared in front of my eyes, but different from the illusion, there was a person standing in the clear pool.

Shen Zhuo was stunned.

The half-naked upper body has smooth muscular lines, wide shoulders and narrow waist, a head of silver hair hangs on the back, disappearing into the water along the undulating curve, the white skin is covered with water droplets, and it glows seductively under the moonlight .

Shen Zhuo's first reaction was that this was another illusion, because Chang Ming would not bathe here, but then he thought, so what if it is an illusion, the beautiful scenery in front of him is so beautiful, it doesn't hurt to have a look.

So he stood there and watched quietly, the upstream spring water flowed out slowly, the moonlight was pleasant and the night was quiet, the other party stood there for a long time without moving, Shen Zhuo looked a little curious about what the other party was doing.

At this moment, a timid cry suddenly came to mind—"Squeak?"

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Then the man standing in the pool turned around, his cold face, dark eyes, and two strands of silver hair hanging down covered most of his chest.

Shen Zhuo was a little lost, this illusion was a bit annoying.

Just as he was thinking, the man standing in the pool suddenly said, "What do you want to do?"

Shen Zhuo almost replied "you", but he saw the other party stretching out his hand towards him. There was a white awn on the upper wrist of that strong arm, and he looked down.

Hmm... It's connected to the Tao in his hand.

"..."

Shen Zhuo raised a polite smile and pointed to the ball on his feet, "It dragged me here, and I can't stop it."

Mao Tuan tilted his head, "Squeak?"

He didn't know whether Chang Ming believed it or not, but Chang Ming obviously didn't want him to appear outside the cloud, sky and fog, and the other party dragged him into the pool directly after Shen Zhuo finished saying that.

"Puff-"

Shen Zhuo was dragged into the water by an invisible force without grace at all, and knocked his head on someone's strong chest, and the familiar cold fragrance came over his face.

The water in the pool was not warm at all, it was a bit cold, his long hair floated on the surface of the water, and then slowly sank, his clothes were also soaked.

Shen Zhuo thought in his heart that when he counterattacked in the future, he would definitely push this man into the water to suffocate him.

"Half of the divine essence is not so weak." Chang Ming looked down at him slightly.

There is no way, the height gap, Shen Zhuo is also [-] in height, but the villain is half a head taller than him, so he can only look up at him.

"So I can walk out of the sky and fog, as for..."

Shen Zhuo looked down at his drenched clothes, "It's harmless."

The tone was very indifferent, but the content was very arrogant, as if the demigod in front of him was treated as a vexatious child. Without a doubt, he angered the demigod again.

The entire Qingtan dropped tens of degrees in an instant, and the cold seeped into Shen Zhuo's body along the spring water, a layer of white mist appeared on the surface of the water, and a layer of ice crystals condensed on Shen Zhuo's hair and eyelashes.

Chang Ming's hand stretched out towards the center of his eyebrows, and Shen Zhuo was about to make a move when a ball of white hair suddenly fell from the water and floated on it.

"squeak?"