Chapter 1195: Light like feathers (2)

Now that I have eaten the first petal.
She swallowed the rest of the petals.
"Girl, hurry up and practice!"
Seeing that she swallowed all Snow Lotus, Xuehu urged.
"Julingjin has no more aura!"
At this time Yang Zimei also felt that he needed to cultivate.
After eating Snow Lotus, the atmosphere that was originally lurking in Dantian began to move, as if to break through some kind of fan prisoner and spray out.
"In the cypress coffin."
Xuehu looked at her and said, "Tochigi is yang, Xuelian is yin, and the yin and yang just reconcile."
Yang Zimei was overjoyed, ran to the coffin, pushed open the lid, and lay inside.
Xuehu put the lid on her, and set an enchantment next to it, then stood by it.
In the enclosed space, Yang Zimei's thoughts quickly entered a state of meditation and openness, and began to adjust his luck ...
When she pushed open the coffin cover and jumped out of it with sweat, she found that she didn't seem to have any weight in her body, as light as feathers.
She was overjoyed, and her vitality practice went one step further.
Xuehu, who was sitting originally, stood up, and did not know where to come from, a large towel, holding her to wipe off the sweat on her forehead.
"how does it feel?"
As he wiped his sweat, he asked.
Because of the action of the millennium snowdrop, the sweat that Yang Zimei exuded at this time is not the usual odorous sweat, but the faint snowdrop fragrance.
"Xuehu, I have gone one step further and reached a state of lightness, which is great!"
Yang Zimei was very excited. "Let me try it, how high can I jump."
Xuehu loosened her hand to wipe her sweat.
Yang Zimei looked up and glanced at the tree about three meters high, and leapt lightly.
Sure enough, it was out of the attraction of the earth, jumped lightly to the top of the tree, and stood on the soft branches, but it was also stable.
That weight is about the same as the little bird.
"Xuehu Xuehu, I succeeded!"
Such a state of lightness, but she longed for a long time.
Every time when she saw Xuehu standing on the top of the tree, she seemed to be immortal, without any weight, she was envious of death.
Now she can do the same.
In the future, there will be no obstacles ahead, which will not be a problem for her.
This weight can also be crossed across the river!
Xuehu stood under the tree, looking up at her happy smiley face, with a faint smile, jumping up and standing on the branch beside her.
"Snow Lake, we are playing games on the tree, I will chase you to see if I can catch up."
Yang Zimei's fun mood came.
"it is good!"
Xuehu nodded eagerly and nodded away from her.
Yang Zi frowned, and chased up.
It's a pity that Xuehu is like a shadow. No matter how she chases it, she can't catch it. Not to mention, she hasn't mastered her own weight and is tired quickly.
"No chase, no chase, you are too great."
Yang Zimei sat down on a tree, swinging her feet a little nervous just because she was running on a branch, and relieved.
Xuehu sat beside her without talking.
"Snow Lake--"
Yang Zimei turned his face and looked at him, "I found you very different from before. You were clear and indifferent in the past. Now you seem to be unconscious a little bit depressed. There is a lot less words, which makes me a bit uneasy Big habit. "
"I'm mature."
Xuehu said faintly, instead of looking at Yang Zimei, he looked up at the blue sky.